Voldemort has his wand pointed directly at you as your friends and classmates watch in horror.

"You're not going to do anything to my girlfriend," Mattheo says defiantly, stepping forward. "Put your wand down."

"I don't think so, my dear boy," Voldemort replies with chilling calmness.

"Put it down," Mattheo insists, trying to make him see reason. You glance over at Mattheo, fear filling your eyes.

"Mattheo…" you whisper, your voice trembling.

"Put it down now!" Mattheo demands, his voice rising.

"Do it," Draco echoes, his wand aimed at Voldemort. "Put it down!"

"Now!" Theo yells, his voice sharp with urgency.

Bellatrix stands just behind Voldemort, a twisted smile on her face as she encourages him, "Cast the spell, my Dark Lord."

"No, listen to me! Put your wand down now!" Mattheo shouts, his eyes pleading.

"Father!" Tom joins in, trying to stop what feels inevitable.

Amid all the shouting and demands, Voldemort makes his decision. His voice drips with cruelty as he utters, "Avada Kedavra!"

The green flash of the curse hits you. Mattheo, frozen in place, stares at your lifeless form, unable to comprehend what just happened. Voldemort’s taunting laugh fills the air, cold and victorious.

Draco's jaw tightens, his wand still raised. Theo takes a step forward, shaking his head in disbelief, and Tom stands motionless, fury boiling just beneath the surface.

Your fingers twitch. Slowly, you push yourself up, slowly rising to your feet. The air crackles with energy as you stand tall. A wave of power surges through you, more powerful than anything you've ever felt before. Your eyes glow with an intensity that no one expected, least of all Voldemort.

Gasps echo around the room as everyone stares at you in disbelief.

"Impossible," Voldemort mutters, his voice filled with disbelief.

"You should be scared of me, Voldemort," you say, your grip tightening around your wand, power radiating from you.