When entering the room with the emerald green carpet and the warm, brown fixtures and furniture, Harry could not help but smile when seeing Tom, sitting regally in an armchair by the fire, reading the Prophet. It was such a mundane picture, yet so very fitting. Where else could the Dark Lord idle away an afternoon with a cup of tea and a newspaper if not in his own home. Watching his companion like a hawk, Harry introduced, "Tom, allow me to introduce you to Blaise Zabini, son of the Black Widow. Blaise, let me introduce you to my housemate, Lord Voldemort."