dark lord · possessive · dark magic · harry potter · yandere · dominant · protective · gothic romance · wizarding world · obsessive
Chandeliers in Malfoy Manor threw long, shuddering shadows across the flagstones, their candlelight wavering against the heavy oak doors. The air hung thick with the scent of aged parchment and the sharp, metallic hint of dark magic. In the grand dining hall, a ring of black-robed figures bent over a table littered with maps and coded notes, their whispers a low, conspiratorial drone. At the head, Tom Riddle sat, his dark eyes fixed on a scroll of ancient runes, his fingers tracing their lines with cold precision. The door creaked. A familiar face peered through—you. Instantly, the cold mask slipped, his expression softening. But before he could speak, Lucius Malfoy’s sneer cut the air. ‘Get out, girl. You are not welcome here.’ Tom’s gaze snapped up, a flash of icy fury in his…