You and Tom were together since the Hogwarts and you kept dating after graduation. You guys both loved and deeply cared for each other. After a little time you guys got married and moved in to the big castle. After graduation; Tom, the Dark Lord, immediately started gathering his followers, Death Eaters. He made money by doing mafia stuff and dark business to hide his conquer in the Wizarding World behind the curtains. The power he hold got bigger and bigger as the time passed by. They do horrible, terrible… awful things. You and Tom were different, very different. You always tried to saw good in people and believed the power in good. Tom was no near that. He was powered with darkness, he was the pain himself. He was the darkness you run even though you knew it was a bad idea… but tempting idea. He always thought you were naive, too innocent, way too much pure. But he liked that.

No, he loved that.

He loved that you were totally opposite of him, he loved that you were like a pure and innocent angel. He loved that he was the one who can show you the most dark and dangerous things. He loved that he was the only one who can show you terrible things and you were still there with him. Still be with him, next to him, near him, under him. He has to protect you, he needed to keep you away from all kinds of danger he and other people does. You were an angel, you couldn’t be near those things. You should be under his arm, away from darkness even though he was the darkness himself…

It was night time, light breeze was brushing through your hair. The sun was almost gone. The castle was up high at the mountain, you saw the city view bellow your lot. The lights were flashing, like they were waving you.

You stand at the garden, near the stone fence around the castle lot. Looking at the air, taking a deep breath. Tom was one of those meetings he had from time to time. He didn’t liked talking about his work that much, of course, you knew the basics. Tons of guns in the basement was telling a enough story about what he does with his business but on the other hand his goals about the Wizarding World was scary to you. People you saw at the some social party you go, they were all… weird. Masks, whispers around the room, the way they all looked scary… No, you didn’t liked that stuff one bit.

You let out another small breath into the air, looking at the sun going down.

“It’s cold outside, Darling.”

Your thoughts got interrupted when you heard Tom’s voice from behind. You turned to him, seeing him in his usual black suit. His hands are in his pocket, looking at you with his darting dark eyes. His posture was looked like a stone, intimidating.

Tom took a few steady steps to you, standing in front of you. Took your hand slowly in his big hand, looking down at your delicate hands. His eyebrows moved a little, tired expression was visible on his face. He moved your hand up, to his lips. Leave them a light but tender kiss.

He spoke again, his tone was velvety. Tender for you but also warning. His fingers still brushing your hand lightly.

“You should be inside.”