5. The Meeting

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I followed Pansy's path as we tracked our way into the manor. Shadows gloomed over the stone building causing an uneasy feeling to build in my stomach.

The dark mark felt as if it was searing through my skin, the pain only seemed to worsen upon taking our seats at the table.

There was a brief moment of silence... of fear as everyone awaited his arrival.

I was seated in between my mother and father, I dear not make conversation with them as it would be impolite.

The last people took their seats and the tension rose as the dark Lord entered the room. The searing on my arm became almost unbearable.

I looked up, across the table, to face Malfoy and his family, Narcissa gave me a brief smile before we both turned to face the lord.

He stayed in silence for a moment grazing his hands down the length of his wand, he seemed to be thinking... planning.

Eventually he looked up and began to greet us. "Greetings my friends, I seem to have forgotten my manors, please do help yourself." He speaks, gesturing to the plates placed in-front of us.

I look down to the roast on my plate and quickly swallowed the lump in my throat, to say I had lost my appetite would be an understatement.

A near moment later my father nudged me and began whispering in my ear "for fuck sake eat something". The words broke me out of my trance and I raised my fork and began taking bites of the boiled vegetables.

The dark lord briefed everyone on the current situation and enlisted them jobs to complete for the next meeting, he started with his most trusted death eaters, then his associates... then us.

"Miss Parkinson." He began and Pansy flicked her head up to face him. She paused for a moment before replying.

"Yes my lord?" He smiled slightly, revealing his rotten teeth and I tried not to look disheartened.

He began to question her on our gatherings from Harry Potter and she explained the situation.

"As far as I'm aware they seem to have something called the order of the phoenix, it's a group of witch's and wizards plotting against you." She finished and looked back towards her plate hoping she had satisfied him with this information.

"Well" he started "continue your findings on this... 'Order' and brief us at the next meeting" he stated before adding, "anything that can't wait until then goes through Severus." We all gave a nod and the meeting came to a close leaving everyone at the table to finish their meals and make small talk.

I focused on the table infront of me, my stomach dropped as my father harshly grabbed my wrist and subtly began dragging me out of the room.

I sent a desperate glance Blasie's way but he was to busy talking to Theo, Father dragged me down the halls that felt like they lasted forever as I pulled and tugged at his grasp desperately trying to break free.

"Get off of me!" I yelled still tugging at his hand, he didn't reply only continued to drag me down the dusty corridor.

Eventually we reached a door and he threw me inside before shutting the door behind him. I stumbled to my feet and backed away from him, I patted my hands around my sides frantically searching for my wand.

I left it on the table... shit.

"What the fuck was that!" He began shouting at me, I flinched away as he came closer to me. He grabbed the collar of my shirt and yanked me closer until I was pressed up against him.

"I don't know what your talking about!" I yell back, I didn't dare hit him, he would kill me without any hesitation.

"Let Parkinson's daughter answer all the questions, you fucking embarrassment!" He yelled again before punching me across the face.

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