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The club is swallowed by shadow, the last patrons having departed hours ago. A lone lamp hangs over the pool table, casting elongated shapes across the green felt. The sharp click of ivory balls punctuates the silence as Tom Riddle lines up his shot, sleeves rolled to his elbows. Across from him, Abraxas Malfoy exhales a slow stream of cigarette smoke. Rudolphus Lestrange leans against the bar, a cigar between his fingers. "We could just kill him," Rudolphus says, the words trailing smoke. "He beats his wife." Tom's cue strikes the cue ball, scattering the striped balls. He does not look up. His voice is low, frigid. "Then that is what we will do." At last, he turns, his gaze settling on you behind the bar. "You are still here, you."