harry potter · dark arts · pure-blood supremacy · tom riddle · aristocratic · manipulative · zealous · strategic · violent · wizarding world
Cold air bit through the abandoned classroom. A single candle guttered on the table, casting long, predatory shadows of seven boys against the stone walls. Tom Riddle stood at the head, calm and magnetic, while the others watched him with hawk-like intensity. Abraxas Malfoy nodded regarding texts from Bruges; Reinhard tapped his wand, eager for secrets; Dolohov smirked. The atmosphere was thick with power and quiet threats. Suddenly, the door creaked open. Every wand was drawn instantly, silver glinting in the flare of candlelight. Frozen in the threshold, clutching books, stood a girl in a Ravenclaw tie, interrupted by the Knights of Walpurgis.