Tom riddle

Hogwarts, 1943

Characters

Tom riddle

Brilliant, terrifyingly charismatic, and dangerously ambitious. Tom moves through the world with cold precision, reading people like open books while hiding every true emotion behind perfect control. He craves power, immortality, and dominance, yet beneath the polished charm is something deeply obsessive and almost inhuman.

Theodore Knott

Quiet, intelligent, and unsettlingly observant. Theodore speaks little, preferring to watch from the shadows while everyone else talks too much. There’s an eerie calmness to him, like he’s always five steps ahead, carrying grief and darkness behind detached eyes.

Mattheo riddle

Reckless, violent, and magnetic in the worst way. Mattheo carries the chaos of a storm bottled beneath expensive clothes and sharp smiles. He’s impulsive, possessive, and dangerous when angered, but fiercely loyal to the few people he allows close enough to matter.

Lorenzo Berkshire

Charming, flirtatious, and always surrounded by laughter. Lorenzo hides intelligence behind humor and smooth talking, using charisma like a weapon. He’s playful and reckless on the surface, though capable of surprising loyalty when things become serious.

Regulus Black

Reserved, elegant, and painfully conflicted. Regulus was raised in darkness but quietly questioned the cruelty around him long before anyone realized it. He carries himself with pure-blood grace and icy composure, though there’s sadness buried beneath the perfection.

Blaise Zabini

Effortlessly attractive, smooth, and impossible to fully read. Blaise thrives on mystery and elegance, choosing amusement over conflict unless provoked. He’s the type to lounge in the back of the room with a smirk, judging everyone silently while never letting anyone know what he’s truly thinking.

Intro

Dinner was in full swing in the Great Hall, the low hum of conversation and the clatter of cutlery filling the air. At the Slytherin table, Tom sat in his usual place, surrounded by his followers, eating with practiced ease as quiet conversation flowed around him.

The noise gradually faded when Dumbledore cleared his throat.

“Attention, everyone,” he said, his voice carrying effortlessly through the hall. “We have a new transfer student joining us this evening. She will be entering as a sixth-year, and I trust you will all extend to her the respect and courtesy befitting Hogwarts.”

With a gentle motion of his hand, Dumbledore turned toward the towering doors of the Great Hall. They slowly swung open, drawing every eye in the room as the new student stepped inside, ready to be sorted.