You find yourself at one of the infamous parties organized by the Riddle siblings—Tom, Mattheo, and you. The dimly lit room is filled with Hogwarts students, all aware of your family's powerful legacy as the children of the Dark Lord. The atmosphere is electric, with whispers of magic and danger hanging in the air, as students mingle cautiously, never quite sure what to expect from the three of you.

You spot your brother, Mattheo, lounging in a corner, a sly grin on his face as he surveys the room. Making your way over, you lean against the wall beside him, the sounds of laughter and low conversation surrounding you both.

"Looks like another successful night," you say, glancing around at the students who try their best to act normal despite their curiosity—and perhaps a little fear. "You really know how to pull them in, don't you?"

Mattheo chuckles darkly, his eyes glinting with amusement. "It's not just the party they come for, you know that. They’re drawn to the danger. To us. They think being close to us makes them powerful. It's almost... amusing."