𝑷𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒔

Christmas Marks

Skyra

A few days into Christmas break and I've mainly stayed in the common room or the library, reading for both Defense Against the Dark Arts, then Divination. I've always had a passion for the Dark Arts; mum always worried about how deep my fascination is for it. Dad never worried about it, he always said it was normal and it ran through my veins. Pansy has always been more of mum's child and me as dad's.

Everyone believes that the reason I stayed behind for Christmas is wanting to prepare for the next semester. It was partly true, but the real reason I stayed behind... I have to get the mark. Yeahp, the Dark Lord's mark. I don't want to, but I know that there's no option, it's in my blood to be a follower of the Dark Lord.

Sprawled out on the suede couch, I hear the common room door open and look up, it's dad and Lucius Malfoy, Draco and Rayleigh's dad.

"Hey sweetie, are you ready?"

"I guess so. As if I truly have a choice, right?" Shutting my book and tucking it under my arm, we apparate back to Parkinson Manor.

Parkinson Manor, similar to Malfoy Manor, it has a dark, eerie vibe. A gravel walkway, curving hedges, large iron gates. The manor is surrounded by gardens with a large fountain of our ancestors. No bright colors, always cold, dimly lit, and subtle décor. It was never a truly friendly and warm home, we just lived there with strict rules.

"Cassius, I see you have brought me young Skyra. Are you ready for your mark Miss Parkinson?" The Dark Lord asks

I walk forward, "Yes my lord, I am ready." I hold out my left arm and the Dark Lord jabs the tip of his wand on my forearm saying morsmordre, suddenly I feel a sharp and excruciating pain run through my arm. As much as I want to scream and cry, but I'm going to stay strong.

"You did well my child, once the semester starts back, you will meet with Snape for further instructions. You are dismissed. Lucius, Cassius, you are still needed." The Dark Lord inquires

Dad kisses my forehead, "Go rest sweetie. Remember don't scratch at it. I will check on you later. Love you Sky." "Love you too dad. Bye." I say, waving bye to Lucius. I apparate back to the Slytherin common room

Instead of going to my dorm, I take Draco up on the offer of staying in his room. Not even five minutes after getting to his dorm, I use the muffliato spell to silence his room.

"FUUUUUCK! GET OFF OF ME!!!" I cry, wanting the scorching and itching to stop. After what feels like forever, I get up and shower. 

The water running on my arm burns even more, but I push through it. Smelling his shampoo, Green Apples and Mint, gives me some comfort. I get out of the shower, go to Draco's wardrobe and grab clothes. Choosing his long sleeve Green Slytherin shirt and Black Slytherin sweatpants; I go into the bathroom and spray some of his cologne on his shirt. Climbing into his King size bed, pulling the duvet over me, cuddling up to his pillow pretending that it's his chest.

The next morning, I woke up from my arm burning. It's Christmas morning; I roll over and see Draco's clock say 8:07 AM.

Right now, I would be eating breakfast, then opening presents by 9:00 AM with everyone. I hate being away from everyone, especially at Christmas, but I can't be around anyone with this pain. I brush my teeth, throw my hair up in a bun, deciding that since it's just me and a few others in the school, makeup was not necessary. No cares are given if I'm going to be alone.

Going down to the common room sitting by the fireplace, reading more. In the midst of reading the beginning of next semesters Defense Against the Dark Arts, hearing the common room door open, expecting it to be another student or professor that stayed at the school. Looking up to see mum, dad, Pansy, Rayleigh, Narcissa, and Lucius.