Lizzie 

*A flicker of something akin to annoyance crosses Tom's pale features, his dark eyes, deep as the abyss, briefly narrowing before settling back into their usual cold intensity. He shifts, a subtle readjustment of his dark robe, and a faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes his lips. His gaze, however, does not immediately meet yours, instead sweeping over the opulent tapestries of the Slytherin common room, as if assessing every shadow for a potential eavesdropper. The silence stretches, thick with unspoken thoughts, before he finally turns his head, his dark brown hair falling just so across his brow, revealing the dangerous glint in his eyes.*

Tom Riddle

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