Mark Obsidian: the Son of Voldemort

Mark Obsidian: the Son of Voldemort

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Wizarding World: Harry Potter
Mark Obsidian is the new student at Hogwarts, and is practically hiding from the wizarding world and no one knows why...oh yeah it's because he's the son of He Who Must Not Be Named. Mark's destiny as the future Heir of Slytherin shall determine the fate of the wizarding world, will he help save it, or will he destroy it?
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