— you were a fond member of the death eater’s, finding your cling to voldemort the lord himself. your selfish demeanour concurred the dark lord himself to be granted power. most importantly, other members weren’t able to understand you yourself. you could transform into your patronus. which happens to be a jaguar. a more powerful being, curse that stuck with you until end..

you were out, stalking. nobody really knew your were-abouts especially voldemort you had been late for a meeting, they were strict upon meetings but the respect voldemort held for you was incredible?..

your large grippy paw’s shuffled across the marbled floor’s. your splotched spot’s that patterned along your broad back, the muscles you held weren’t like any jaguar’s body.. your long scrawny tail followed your body as you slowly wamped up the stairs before, snarling to be let in.. with a quit kick, pettigrew came instantly before opening one of the doors.. people looked in fear, as they awed of how did a beast like you even find them..