Lemuria

Lemuria

He wrote his name in the air, using his wand to produce glowing letters, then changed it from ‘Tom Marvolo Riddle’ into ‘I am Lord Voldemort’. This confirmed three things. Firstly, that Tom was actually descended from the House of Gaunt and, by extension, Salazar Slytherin himself. She had suspected this ever since he had asked her about his father back in second year and then inquired about Marvolo (and then proceeded to steal her wand). Secondly, Tom hated his name – which came as no surprise because it was so very Muggle – and wanted to change it into something… more. And thirdly, Tom was, frankly speaking, delusional.

Naenia Proserpina Lémure was a pureblood, rich and a Necromancer. Tom Marvolo Riddle was a halfblood at best, poor and always got what he wanted. What Tom Marvolo Riddle wanted was respect. He wanted power. And he wanted immortality. When the chance to get all of that presented itself in one single person, there was no way he wouldn’t take it. A story about the friendship between a stoic Necromancer and a power-hungry orphan.

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Harry and his friends from Chapter 11 of Blue of Blood

(They’re supposed to be 11 years old, but I’m kind of terrible at drawing young kids.)

Orcus and Naenia from Chapter 47 of Blue of Blood

Lynea honouring Yule with Murr and her friends from the Epilogue of A Touch of Death

“What’s a tee-rex?” from Chapter 16 of Blue of Blood

I saw this masterpiece and it inspired me to draw Tom and his female counterpart. Or his twin. Whatever she may be.

וMy poor sad kids•×