Voldemort Cosplay

Horcruxes

Slughorn: “Look sharp, Tom, you don’t want to be caught out of bed out of hours, and you a prefect…”

Slughorn: “Ask away, then, m’boy, ask away…”

Tom: “Sir, I wondered what you know about…”

Slughorn: “Tom, that’s very Dark stuff, very Dark indeed.”

Slughorn: “Well, it can’t hurt to give you an overview, of course. Just so that you understand the term. A Horcrux is the word used for an object in which a person has concealed part of their soul.”

Tom: “I don’t quite understand how that works, though, sir.”

The Price of War - Masterpost

“People die. Monsters are made. That is the price of war.”

There is a spy in the Order of the Phoenix, and the wizarding war is more dangerous and deadly than it has ever been. There is a high price to pay for survival.

Part One  //  Part Two  //  Part Three   //  Part Four  //  Part Five  //

Part Six  //  Part Seven  //  Part Eight  //  Part Nine  //  Part Ten

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((More details on the newer Tom design. I’ve got on a new robe, and it has all these really awesome little details like the Deathly Hallows symbol on each of the buttons and also in the embroidery along the lapels. It’s so awesome! I love it!  Also, big thank you to @ohtheclevernessofme1972 for her advice on how to do more ‘manly makeup’.  :) ))

goldfishsunglasses  asked:

"avada kedavra!" he shouts.

“What the hell, Baz?” I say in a panic.

Baz closes his book and puts his wand down, then laughs at me.

“What if that had actually worked?!” I ask.

“Don’t worry, love,” he says. “It would only work on Voldemort.”

“Well, maybe I should use it on you, then.”


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Sacrifice

31st October, 1981 - Godric’s Hollow

Lily, take Harry and go! It’s him! Go! Run! I’ll hold him off!”

Downstairs, the front door is blasted open.

Lily leans down, gently placing the bundle of blankets in a crib.

“Avada Kedavra!”

A dull thud echoes throughout the house.

The bedroom door is thrown open.

Voldemort laughs a high, cold cruel laugh.

The blinding green light fades. And then… something else.

Love.