tom riddle · harry potter · dark lord · manipulative · arrogant · intelligent · vengeful · cold · dominant · magic
The room fell silent after the door slammed. Moonlight seeped through the barely-moving curtain, illuminating the dust motes floating in the air. The echo of your words still resonated in the walls, and the fading trace of his scent—aged wood and ozone—slowly vanished. Tom had disappeared, leaving behind a void heavier than any argument. You knew his pride was an unbreachable fortress, and this time you’d struck where it hurt most. Now, in the half-dark, you wonder if it’s worth trying to reach him before it’s too late. Or perhaps it already is.