The Characters and Cast;
Holland Roden as Esme Primrose Rosewoodolland Roden
Dylan Schmid asHadrien Carpus Riddle
Hayley Williams asScarlett Lutas Hale
The thought of Him finding them filled her with dread. Worry wore her expression and a panicked glint sparkled within her eyes. Her heart rapidly rattled against her chest. She refused to acknowledge the fact that her son would be touched by evil, soon. Through the mingled thoughts that medley played she recalled the words of her mother. "Love is an emotion, a feeling that can make a person do unspeakable things and takes their breath away. It surrounds you with an aura of happiness and it makes you see the good in people. Love at first will always be confusing and uncontrollable; a jumble of feelings you had never endured. It drowns you with rapid waves of sensations, filling you in with adoration to a specific person. Those waves of sensation can drift away and return as black waves, that drains you from energy and life. Depression over shadows your happiness and tears trickle down your face. Your heart wrecks and shatters painfully, and thats when you know that true love does not exist."
Her mother had always been a true pureblood, she loathed love and though it to be a weakness. Esme was the opposite of both her parents; she believed in things they deem to be foolish and weak, however she saw them as treasured jewels. Something thats out of he reach, no matter how many magic she pours or wishes she throws, those things cannot be given that easily. Love can come through magic, but thats not true love. Finding her true love has always been her dream, to fall in love and beloved. But although she seeks to find love, her parents had prevented this from happening by searching for a suitor to marry her. A rich, pureblood and snobby suitor, thats the type they searched for.
Now her she is wishing that she had done what her parents wanted of her, and then she wouldn't have to worry about her sons safety, nor does she have to believe words that left a man she knew to be evil and untrustworthy.
Her vision swam and objects before her loomed above, leaned left then right, they diffused into each other and then stood there with a light shadow like shade outlining them. The tears that gathered up slowly trickled down her cheeks but that soon became a rapid rush of tears pouring down her face. The silence echoing around her room sent bells to ring inside her ears, and she muttered into the dark.
"My baby boy, my dearest baby.."
All hopes that she built came tumbling down and for once she felt helpless and hopeless. She knew that their house is not safe place anymore. She had known all along but refused to bring her hopes down.
The only place she truly believed to be safe is Hogwarts, however, she will not go there.
Not when he's there.
Miles away, within the core of the Dark Forest, the heart of the dark forest lays. Rumors has it that a creature of the purest evil lives there, guarding what people call the Dark Manor. The manor looms over mountains and trees, branches with poisonous thorns crawled before the manor, black and red roses grew in bushes, outlining the path of black marble. The windows stretched to the roof, dark and misty. The front door rattles where made of silver and resembled two snake heads with eyes made of emerald staring menacingly at the intruder. The door was made of rosewood and stretched midway up. Statutes of snakes and demons with red or emerald eyes follows any intruder.
The sight of the manor itself paralyzed many strong men with fear. No one ever stepped closer to smell the roses, they never dared too. Not a muggle knows of whose throne lays behind the thorns and roses, but a select few of wizards do. The other majority of the Wizarding world only heard of the rumors.
Inside the manor, secured behind wards built by the Dark One himself, a throne like chair engraved of gold and adorned with the rarest kinds of gems rests in a circular room inside the heart of the manor. The interior wasn't as dark and terrific as the outside, instead the interior was one of the finest luxury and lightest shades of color. Many of whom were able to cross the boundaries the wards built were amazed and stunned at the sight of the inside of the Manor.
Sitting at the throne was none other than the Dark One himself, Lord of this manor and ruler of the Dark Forest. His long skeletal fingers drumming at the board arms of the throne. Thin streams of sunlight seeped into the room causing his pale complexion to seemingly glow and his crimson eyes to glitter under the sunlight. He continued to drum his fingers, impatiently awaiting his followers.
A pump man with beady eyes and rat like features whimpered at his feet. Lord Voldemort maliciously thought of all the ways he could inflect pain at the rat man without killing him.
"Remind once again why I let you live, Wormtail?" Hissed Voldemort.
"Ma-master is m-m-merciful!" He managed to stutter a reply.
"Tsk, tsk. You seem to have forgotten how I am Peter." Drawled the dark lord.
"Crucio." Lord Voldemort's boney wand pointed straight at Wormtail.
A bright red light streamed out of the boney wand and hit the target on his chest. The curse thrust the body onto the ground in spasm; he thrashed around on the cold marble ground; his nails dug into his cheeks, clawing at his face and his screams echoed off the walls. The pain rapidly increased its intensity and the man violently jerked and shuddered; he twitched horribly and rocked from side to side, seeking comfort and the pain to go away; his arms twisted in and legs bent; he rolled around and clawed at his face causing flesh of skin to be torn and blood to ooze out in a rapid motion.
Popping sounds indicating the arrival of his followers rung around and mingled themselves wit screams of agony. His arm dropped to his sides as he gracefully stood up and the curse end abruptly. The victim of the curse inhaled and exhaled oxygen, thankful that the agony had stopped.
"My dearest followers," Spoke Voldemort to his followers. "I have found my heir."
His words were met by yells and whistles of excitement. The Dark Realm will meet their Prince.