Draco cringed away from the Dark Lord as best he could. Now that he was angry, it was much more obvious that this was him. He could feel his anger flowing through the room in waves, and it made the mark on his arm twinge in sympathy.
"I don't know why you waited so long," he said. "Why it took you until the seventies to start to make your mark, but... you could try sooner. You feel powerful enough." Draco hesitated for a moment, looking at Riddle. "You look... different."
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