As he enters his house, the blond man smiles, cockily. The grin playing on his thin lips is a defiant one, shining on his strange eyes.
“Oh, hello, Tom,” he slowly speaks as the other man appears.
“That’s a common name, Jones,” Voldemort points out. But he’s not angry, he’s amused. It’s not a game, but it feels like one.
David laughs and sits
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