"Harry Potter," Voldemort hissed.
His red, snake-like eyes glowed evilly in the darkness of the night. I stood, motionless, as Voldemort drew his wand out of a large pocket on his cloak.
A green light sparked on the tip of his wand and crackled loudly, emitting sharp sparks before it sped toward me.
My goal in writing this narrative was to organize my paragraphs and make sure all of it was in the same tense thing. I reached extended abstract in this goal because I organized all my writing correctly. I also created a new paragraph when someone spoke.