For the Monthly Slash-tastic Drabble-athon Competition (18. inspiration); the Pick A List Competition (slash: HarryTom) and the Pairing Set Bootcamp (50. VoldemortHarry)
The slashes on the woman's body were like art. They were gorgeous, and perfect – if he was being vain, he would even call it some of his best work yet.
Sixteen cuts for his sixteenth birthday…some people sent books or brooms. To him, they were idiots.
They would never even manage to approach the perfection of this gift.
He would make sure that her body would be discovered the next day. The Ministry knew of his Inner Circle – but they had no idea how large his true army was. Bella would make sure that the person who left the body was someone beyond suspicion.
He'd have to make sure that the body was seen by the person it was intended for, which meant a public space. Maybe even something he loved…
Quality Quidditch Supplies was lacking the proper décor outside its door.
"My Lord?" Bella.
Voldemort smiled. Harry Potter would see this girl, and he'd know it was for him. Brunette, messy hair…the similarities were as striking as he could ensure. No one else's realisation mattered.
"Make sure she's left outside Quality Quidditch Supplies, Bella," he replied coldly. "They need to learn to be afraid of me."
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