Voldemort: hey Cissy, could you check the boy if he’s #deadT? Narcissa: sure, Dark Lord, no problemo~ Narcissa: *walks towards Harry* Narcissa: *whispers* is Draco ali– do you fancy my son? Harry: *play dead* Harry: *nods* Harry: wait, what? Narcissa to Voldemort: D E A D. H E ‘ S S O D E A D.
I’m going to kill you, Harry Potter. I’m going to destroy you. After tonight, no one will ever again question my power. After tonight if they speak of you, they’ll only speak of how you begged for death. And how I being a merciful Lord… obliged.
Albus Dumbledore: “Rumours of your doings have reached your old school, Tom. I should be sorry to believe half of them.” Tom Riddle: “Greatness inspires envy, envy engenders spite, spite spawns lies. You must know this, Dumbledore.”
okay but that whole thing with the Elder Wand was always so funny to me
It’s like this sitcom ep in which two characters accidentally wear the same thing to some big event, like “well one of us has to change” and Voldy goes off on a quest/murder spree looking for a new badass wand that is in no way tied to Harry Potter and is obviously much more powerful
Except while he’s at it, Harry goes through his own convoluted series of events,
accidentally breaks his wand, and gets three new ones, so he has to pick and of course he chooses by the rules of sitcom
Battle of Hogwarts, the great showdown, and those two idiots are facing each other armed with Draco Malfoy’s hand-me-downs
“Tom, it’s late.” You said, rolling your eyes at his moodiness,
putting down a book you’d been reading for a while now. “You’ll wake up the others.”
“I don’t care.” Tom yelled, but this time more quieter, sitting down on the couch oppossite of you. “Dumbledore is suspicious of me.”
“Well, that happens when you ask around about dark magic.” With a huff you threw the book on a table. “You know I would follow you through everything but you have to be careful. And I don’t mean Dumbledore, I mean the Horcruxes.”
“You think I can’t do it.” Tom stated angrily.
“We both know you’re the most capable wizard in Hogwarts.” For a moment you stared into his dark eyes, thinking about what your friend might do in the future. This idea, this dangerous idea of creating a horcrux got to Tom’s head and you had to watch him going mad. “I just don’t want to lose you. Who knows what that Horcrux could do to you.” Who knew what your friend had to do to create a horcrux.
“I won’t change if you think that, [Y/N].”
You stood and sit down beside your friend, leaning against him. To your surprise he leant his head against yours and closed his eyes. You smiled. That was the Tom Riddle you liked the most. The soft spoken, very smart boy. “Just… Just promise me that you won’t do it if the price’s too high. It’s not worth it when your life will turn out to be miserable.”
Tom did not hestitate to answer. “And you promise me that you will let me make a horcrux for you, if everything turns out well. We’ll life forever.”
“I promise.” You murmured and looked into his eyes which held so much power and promisses in them.