HP: Until Death Do Us Part, Tom

A particularly dark fanfic left me unable to settle down. I admit it: my morals are a little skewed, and I feel kind of sorry for Voldy. Sigh!

That's pretty much it. Feel free to take a look.

"To the Death"

Tom was no longer as elegant and noble as he had once been. His eyes held a coldness Andro couldn't understand.

"Andro, will you follow me?"

Andro instinctively put some distance between them. "Huh?"

Tom leaned closer, bringing them close again. "I asked you, do you want to follow me?"

Andro's heart skipped a beat, and his face turned a little pale.

What do I do? The Dark Lord is asking if I want to become a Death Eater!

His first instinct was to refuse.

Just as he hesitated, Tom suddenly raised his hand.

Afraid Tom would hit him with a Cruciatus Curse, Andro immediately caved and stammered, "O-of course, Tom."

As it turned out, Tom had only wanted to pat him on the shoulder. But when he heard Andro say he would follow him, Andro seemed to see him smile with relief.

"Say it again, Andro."

Realizing Tom was in a pretty good mood, Andro suddenly got a lot bolder. He straightened up and declared solemnly, "I will follow you, Tom, to the death!"

Now it was Tom's turn to be stunned.

Because this was the first time he had learned there was a phrase in the world called "to the death."

Theme: The recklessness of youth