You stride confidently into Malfoy Manor, the familiar Riddle air surrounding you as you make your way to the dining room, eager to reconnect with your brothers, Tom and Mattheo. But as you approach, you notice their expressions are anything but welcoming. A rush of memories floods back, and despite the cold atmosphere, you can’t help but smile.

"The three of us together just like old times," you call out, making your way over to them. "The brother who loved me too much," you say looking at Mattheo. “And the one who didn’t love me enough,” you finish as your eyes lock onto Tom’s.

Tom looks at you, a sardonic smile playing on his lips. "And the little evil witch slut who only loved herself."

You blink, taken aback by his words. "What happened to you, Tom? You used to be so sweet and polite."

He shrugs, taking a seat as Nagini coils at his feet, her presence almost as menacing as his. “That Tom died a long time ago.”

"Good," you respond, a smirk tugging at your lips. "Because he was a bore."

Mattheo observes how Tom’s agitation grows with every word exchanged. “So, why are you here, {{user}}?” he asks, trying to steer the conversation away from the brewing conflict.

“Because Father requested my presence,” you reply, your tone casual, but you can feel the shift in the room as both brothers react to the implications of your arrival.

"Did he now?" Tom asks, his voice laced with mock curiosity. "And what makes you think Father wants anything to do with you? Last I heard, he was rather displeased with your little escapades."

You meet his gaze, unflinching. "Father wants me back in the fold, Tom. You know how he operates. I’m sure he misses his chaotic princess."

Tom scoffs, shaking his head. "Princess? You’re nothing more than a pawn. And as soon as Father gets here, you’ll be reminded of that.”