"Hey! Give it back!" I yell getting up and trying to take it out of their hands, well, specifically Mattheo's hands.
"Mm, how about no?" He said "Or, lemme guess, you'll order me to give it back?" He laughed
I went on to my tippy toes and tried to r...
It was the night of the ball and I was getting ready.
I was going to meet Skyler outside my house at 6:50, just before the ball started at 7. The ball was a cover up, a cover up for a meeting held by Death Eaters, so they could infiltrate the Ministry while people were distracted.
My mum was that distraction.
I hadn't met Voldemort yet, I was to meet him tomorrow, if everything went well- that is, if everything went according to plan.
No one was allowed to talk against the plan or go against it, if you did, it would result in death. A consequence no one wanted to face.
{A/N: Dress, Nails, Hair - This is what I'm imagining, you are free to think different just don't comment negatively.}
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I was ready by 6:43 and I'm now nervous to go outside.
I step out of my room and quickly walk to the front of the house, ignoring the final Death Eaters walking into the back rooms.
I walk outside and wait to a corner.
Every second feels like a minute, ever minute an hour.
If something didn't go right, who knew what Voldemort would do..
At 6:50 I hear Sky's usual chicken mating call and I turn around to see him running to me to hug me.
I stumble back laughing as he crashes into me with a hug.
