Enamoured

Voldemort turned, pushing his face into Harry's hand. "This little game that we play..." He paused when his throat burned. "Is it, V? Is it a game?" Harry whispered. Sadistic. Eyes so green and so infinitely deep, deeper than any ocean. He tightened the rope around Voldemort's neck. "Watch me " He pulled on the rope. Let's play then, V. And watch me break you." Voldemort did