Dark Ascendancy | Tomarry

| Fractured Allegiances

As the days passed, tensions within the ranks of their allies grew more palpable. Whispers of dissent spread like wildfire, fueled by ambition and fear.

Tom and Harry, undeterred by the murmurs of discord, focused on preparations for their wedding. The manor buzzed with activity as decorations were put in place, guests arrived, and the air crackled with anticipation.

But beneath the facade of celebration, fractures in their alliances became evident. The Lestranges, once staunch supporters, seemed hesitant, their loyalty wavering in the face of shifting dynamics.

A meeting was called, the inner circle gathered in the grand hall of Malfoy Manor. Tom and Harry sat at the head of the table, their presence commanding attention.

"We are here to reaffirm our commitment," Tom's voice echoed in the hall, his eyes piercing through the veils of doubt. "To our cause, to each other, and to the future we seek to build."

The Lestranges exchanged uneasy glances, their resolve tested by the weight of uncertainty. "We have concerns," Rabastan Lestrange spoke up, his tone guarded. "Recent events have raised questions about the direction of our movement."

Tom's gaze hardened, a silent warning in his eyes. "Our direction is clear," he declared. "Those who falter in their loyalty will find themselves on the wrong side of history."

The tension in the room was palpable, allegiances hanging by a thread. But amidst the uncertainty, Tom and Harry remained steadfast, their bond unyielding in the face of adversity.

As the meeting concluded, whispers of alliances shifting and allegiances realigning echoed in the corridors of Malfoy Manor. The path ahead was fraught with challenges, but Tom and Harry stood united, ready to face whatever trials awaited them.