Slytherin Boy Imagines

Boy in the Shadow Pt.1 -Tom Riddle

Words: 325
Warnings: Slight Stalking
——————————————————————————————

At Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the corridors echoed with the whispers of secrets and the rustle of cloaks. Amidst the hustle and bustle of students, there lurked a figure cloaked in shadows—the enigmatic Slytherin boy, Tom Riddle.

Unbeknownst to you, Tom's piercing gaze had fixated upon you from the shadows, his every movement calculated, his every thought consumed by the desire to unravel the mystery of your existence.

You, a student like any other, went about your days unaware of the silent observer who trailed your every step. Yet, strange occurrences began to punctuate your routine—a whispered name caught on the breeze, a fleeting glimpse of dark eyes in the crowd, a sense of being watched when no one was there.

As the days passed, the whispers grew louder, the shadows deeper. You couldn't shake the feeling of being hunted, of being prey to some unseen predator. And then, one fateful night, the truth revealed itself in a chilling encounter.

Alone in a deserted corridor, you felt a shiver run down your spine as a voice, cold and commanding, spoke your name. Turning, you came face to face with Tom Riddle, his presence a palpable force that sent a chill coursing through your veins.

In that moment, the facade of innocence fell away, revealing the darkness that lurked beneath Tom's composed exterior. His words dripped with a sinister charm, his gaze piercing through the layers of your defenses.

You realized then that you were not just a student to him, but an obsession—a puzzle to be solved, a conquest to be claimed. And as Tom's shadow loomed large over you, you knew that escaping his grasp would be a challenge unlike any other.

In the halls of Hogwarts, where secrets whispered and shadows danced, the game had only just begun—a dangerous dance between predator and prey, with Tom Riddle orchestrating every move from the depths of his Slytherin cunning.