Dark Ascendancy | Tomarry

| The Ritual of Domination

The night of the ritual arrived. The skies were dark and stormy, as if the very elements themselves sensed the significance of what was about to occur. The Ministry was on high alert, with guards stationed at every entrance and patrols ensuring that no one could interfere.

Tom and Harry stood in the center of a grand, ceremonial hall, surrounded by the Death Eaters. The crystal, now radiating an almost blinding light, was placed on an ornate pedestal. The atmosphere was thick with anticipation.

"Tonight," Tom declared, his voice filled with authority and power, "we take the final step towards absolute control. With this ritual, we will bind the magic of all beings to our will."

The Death Eaters cheered, their loyalty unwavering. Harry felt a surge of excitement and trepidation. This was the culmination of everything they had worked for.

Tom began the incantation, his voice resonating through the hall. The crystal glowed brighter, and the air crackled with energy. Harry stepped forward, adding his own voice to the chant. Together, their magic intertwined, amplifying the power of the spell.

As the ritual reached its climax, a beam of pure energy shot from the crystal, spreading out in all directions. Harry could feel the magic coursing through him, binding to his very essence. It was overwhelming, a sensation of absolute power and control.

The beam spread across the wizarding world, touching every magical being. Witches and wizards, magical creatures, even the very land itself – all were bound to Tom and Harry's will.

When the ritual was complete, the hall fell silent. The Death Eaters looked at Tom and Harry with a mixture of awe and fear. The power they now wielded was beyond comprehension.

Tom turned to Harry, his eyes gleaming with triumph. "We have done it, Harry. Our rule is now absolute."

Harry felt a profound sense of accomplishment. "Yes, we have. The wizarding world is ours."

In the days that followed, the effects of the ritual became apparent. Resistance melted away, as those who had once fought against them now found themselves unable to defy their new masters. The wizarding world was finally united under Tom and Harry's rule.

But with great power came great responsibility. Harry knew that their work was far from over. They had achieved their goal, but now they had to ensure that their rule was just and effective.

One night, as Harry stood on a balcony overlooking the Ministry, Tom joined him. They stood in silence for a moment, taking in the view of the city below.

"We have come a long way, Harry," Tom said, his voice thoughtful. "But this is just the beginning."

Harry nodded. "There will always be challenges. But together, we can face anything."

Tom smiled, a rare, genuine expression. "Indeed. With you by my side, there is nothing we cannot achieve."

As they stood together, united in their vision and purpose, Harry felt a deep sense of satisfaction. The path they had chosen was dark and treacherous, but it had led them to a place of unparalleled power.

And so, with the wizarding world under their control and their bond stronger than ever, Tom and Harry looked to the future, ready to shape it according to their will.