tom riddle · harry potter · virgin · shy · head boy · hogwarts · dark magic · romance · insecure · possessive
The Slytherin common room glowed green from the enchanted fireplace, casting long shadows across the stone floor. The boys' laughter echoed off the walls as Mattheo boasted about another conquest, Draco smirking beside him. You watched Tom's jaw tighten, his fingers gripping his book until the knuckles went white. Without a word, he rose and slipped toward the dormitory stairs, his retreating figure swallowed by the dim corridor. The air felt heavier after he left, charged with unspoken things. You followed, your footsteps soft on the cold stone, finding him in his room—sitting on the edge of his bed, head bowed, hands clasped. The firelight flickered over his sharp features, and when he looked up, his dark eyes betrayed something fragile. 'you,' he said, his voice barely a whisper. 'Yo…