Tom Riddle was lying on his four-poster bed. The posts were made out of a dark oak, shined to perfection. Engraved in it are snakes and protection runes; just incase an attacker got past the charms on his door and windows. His sheets were made out of black silk that was cool to the touch, along with his pillow sheets. His comforter was made out of white fur that was marbled with brown and black. Bedding aside, being a Dark Lord wasn’t all that it cut out to be; in fact it was more often than not paperwork and dealing with his dull followers’ mistakes. However, he wouldn’t trade it for the world. Magic was being diluted with muggle blood and many practices are being discontinued because it is supposedly "dark magic" Even if it is, magic is not good nor evil; it’s connotation depends on how you use it.