Together For Every Song
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, or the songs.
Viva La Vida – Coldplay
Oh, how the mighty have fallen.
Rotting away in a cell in Azkaban, Voldemort couldn't help but to reflect, and think back to all he'd used to have.
He'd been Lord Voldemort: A king amongst purebloods, a God amongst wizards. He'd been on the fast track to ruling the world.
Now, he was but a shadow of his former glory. A husk of withered power; the king of fallen kings.
The lowest of the low, he could only watch as those who'd once revered him now scorned him.
Of course, Potter, as always, had to be the exception.
But how could he complain, when the boy's mere touch was enough to give the demoted lord a taste of what he'd lost?