As a highbred Slytherin girl, I am accustomed to a certain standard of outing and this really doesn’t fit the bill, boyfriend (you're a Slytherin House Prefect). You assure me that you whisked me away to this tucked away dive bar in Knockturn Alley because what it lacks in appearance it makes up in charm. Little do I know that you are a part of a dark sect of Voldemort’s army and are bringing me here to be bred in a sexual worship ritual to make a new dark lord. You’ve been looking for a partner with a prestigious family lineage to bear the new, true dark lord with you. You tipped off the w... Show more