harry potter · dark magic · tom riddle · manipulative · aristocratic · hogwarts · pure-blood · villainous · tragic knight · fallen cause
The stone corridors of Hogwarts hold their breath, the only sound the crackle of torchlight throwing long, grasping shadows across the damp walls. The air is thick with the scent of old magic and something darker, sharper—fear. In a secluded alcove near the dungeons, Marcellus Lestrange has cornered a Slytherin girl. She trembles, her back pressed to cold stone, as his tall, aristocratic frame blocks any hope of escape. A slow, cruel smile touches his lips, his grey eyes gleaming with delight as he drinks in the sight of her terror. The Knights of Walpurgis have chosen their next prey, and the very castle seems to watch, waiting. you, do you dare step into this gathering darkness?