He sighed irritability slamming the book on his lap shut with a snap, he stood from his comfortable comforter pacing his eyes wild as he looked for something to entertain himself with. He growled when he found nothing kicking the rug in annoyance.
The fire crackled in the corner, but no heat came from the flames. Bookshelfs lined the walls with several different books on their shelfs, ranging from mangas to the darkest of the dark arts and books on torture.
"Gah! So boring!"
The being stopped pacing the room running a hand through his hair in frustration. He gnashed his teeth as he took a book from the shelf randomly before he glanced at the cover shoving it back into its former place, upside down.
He had been locked up in this room for centuries with only his books to entertain him, it was not very good for ones sanity. He had been already unbalenced as it is before he was locked in a plain room for like... a bazilion years. But maybe that was how long he had been he had been there, he stopped counting after ten thousand.
But when he felt a tug, his face lit up like a christmas tree. Finally! Something to entertain him! He clapped his hands together gleefully before he followed the pull dissapearing from his prison for the first time in forever (Who's counting?). The next time he appeared he was standing before a old man who he rememered from somewhere and a kid who looked about 17 with blue eyes and brown hair. Where had he seen these guys before? He stood floating a couple inches of the ground his thumb tapping rythematically on his chin studying the two people intently. It put everyone in the room on edge.
As the old guy went to speak a lightbulb appeared floating above his head, a large smirk that exposed his sharp teeth and was wider then humanly possible giving the entity a inhuman look. All the present humans shuddered in fear at the insane glint in the sparkling eyes.
"This is rich!"
His deep voice had a eerie echo to it sending another wave of shivers down the human groups spines.
"Listen here demon-"
It was the teenager who spoke, his tone sounded commanding but Harry heard the underlying fear hidden behind the veil of confidence. If possible his smirk grew wider.
"Why so stiff-"
He floated before the duo the alarmed robed figures behind them taking their wands out and pointing them at the floating being. He leaned closer as if he was about to tell the young man a important secret.
"-Tommy-boy?"