Lord Voldemort (snake_tongue) wrote in unloading_zone, @ 2010-11-21 20:49:00 |
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Entry tags: | ginny potter, tom riddle |
Who: Tom and Ginny
What: Tom goes to his bungalow and meets Ginny
Where: Tom, Ginny and Bill's bungalow
When: Sunday Night after Tom appears
Rating/Status: PG/Complete
Anger was hardly a strong enough term to describe Tom's current mood. Not even ten minutes ago, he had been sorting through the latest stock at Borgin and Burkes then, without warning, an odd sensation had erupted within him before he found himself in a completely different room. He had not been able to react, before piles of what seemed like luggage, had began jostling him in the direction of a bungalow. He had struggled against it and even attempted to curse it, but nothing had been successful. It was what had bothered him most: He was seemingly powerful. Quite literally in the inability to use magic as well as clueless and unable to act. Now he was standing still in the middle of the living area his mind attempting to comprehend matters. His breathing was faster than he would have preferred and his fist clenched tightly around his wand that somehow did not work. He had resisted shouting, but it was difficult. How dare anyone attempt to drag him into this situation?
It was in that position when he heard footsteps and he swiftly turned on his heel to face the noise. His wand twitched, but he did not raise it. Seemingly it would not work despite his intense desire to not just curse the person who was the cause of his arrival, but anyone he met. His breathing calmed and with more difficulty then would normally be needed he forced a calm expression onto his handsome face.