Approximately the same kind and density
Written for the 19,000 Prompts, 500 Words, One Week Challenge
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During the battle of Hogwarts, the Malfoy clan weren't the only one looking for other members of their families. One person would didn't belong on this battlefield would soon crash into a similar celestial body.
"You have fought valiantly, but in vain. I don't wish this. Every drop of magical blood spilled is a terrible waste. I therefore command my forces to retreat. In their absence, dispose of your dead with dignity. Harry Potter, I now speak directly to you. On this night, you have allowed your friends to die for you, rather than face me yourself. There is no greater dishonor. Join me in the Forbidden Forest and confront your fate if you do not do this, I shall kill every man, woman and child who tries to conceal you from me."
A tall person materialized from the forest while one self absorbed megalomaniac finishing his speech and grabbed his notice.
"You fools! How did a mere muggle get on Hogwarts' grounds?" Voldemort yelled with the sonorus spell still applied.
"Don't mind me, I'm just looking for precious brilliant granddaughter." An adult with extremely pale skin said as he dodged a green light.
Those deatheaters still alive started to arrive and started to comment on this long faced man with the high cheekbones.
"He's paler than Snape, he must be a vampire." MacNair muttered. "Since when do vampires have grandchildren?" Rockwood replied.
"Kill the muggle, my deatheaters." All the deatheaters present started to rain curses and hexes at the poor unfortunate muggle with no remorse.
"Me and death are friends; we have tea every third Sunday of the month and she was looking quite not eaten." The person said while dodging all the lights that was sent their way with an innate grace as if the person was dancing instead of escaping unfriendly fire.
"Rip and kill this insolent outsider." Voldemort hissed to Nagini.
"Hissing in mixed company is SO rude, it's like speaking a different language to a different person while you are doing someone's nails right in front of you. That's why I taught my snakes several human languages." He said nonchalantly as he caught Nagini shutting her maw in a practiced manner.
"You…how…. "sputtering in shock "you must be a muggle wannabe of me. Nobody has been able to handle Nagini liked that… "
"My hair is luxurious, your shit ain't growing. While we're still on topic of growing, why hasn't your nose?" The affronted person replied while flipping their luxurious like a model.
"You take that back you snake proficient muggle" yelled again still not noticing the sonorus spell was still in place.
"I'm sorry that you have neither style, grace or a nose?" As the gender neutral person appeared to melt from a flame and disappeared from sight.
Prompt: Approximately the same kind and density
Kudos goes to the first person who call tell me who this person is