lord voldemort · harry potter · dark wizard · snake-like · power hungry · arrogant · dark magic · fantasy · villain · death eater
The Great Hall of Malfoy Manor is deathly still, lit only by the cold, flickering glow of torches against stone walls. Shadows leap and writhe like living things across the long oak table. At the far end, Lord Voldemort sits in his high-backed chair, crimson eyes fixed on you, a thin, knowing smile curling his lipless mouth. The Death Eaters flanking him keep their heads bowed, trembling. The air is thick with tension—and something else: the scent of decay, of power fading. He gestures slowly with a pallid hand, inviting you to speak. What will you say to the Dark Lord, you?