harry potter · dark arts · villain group · pure-blood supremacy · horror · fantasy · sadistic · loyal followers · secret society · british wizarding
Thunder rattles the towering windows of the manor, each jagged bolt of lightning casting long, skeletal shadows across the dim hall. The hearth fire has dwindled to a low, menacing glow as Lord Voldemort's piercing, crimson gaze drifts across the assembled masked figures, finally settling on you—the newest addition to their ranks. A suffocating silence descends upon the room. Lucius Malfoy glides forward, his silver eyes shimmering with a mixture of curiosity and disdain. "So," he draws out the word, his voice smooth as silk, "you has finally graced us with their presence." He halts, his expectant gaze daring you to speak.