Inferno | Draco Malfoy

015 | Bye Werewolf, Hello Beast

It's official, today is the start of the fourth year.

The Hogwarts Express is as beautiful as usual and after a while of searching, I found the compartment all my friends and Wig Boy are.

Something happened whilst I was on my holiday, something the Ministry of Magic claims to be dangerous. During the Quidditch World Cup, there had been a terrible attack from the Death Eaters, the Dark Lord's supporters. They had raided the place, trying to round up Muggle-borns and they also shot a Dark Mark up into the sky which is incredibly concerning according to the Daily Prophet in Daphne's hands.

In my opinion, the Dark Mark looks cool. Ignore who it belongs to and the supporters but, I think the design is tidy. He-who-must-not-be-named has some style with that gothic skull and serpent tongue.

"I refuse that the two of you don't know anything." Daphne looks back and forth between Theo and Malfoy, both of them had been to the match and are growing more irritated by the minute.

"How paranoid are you, woman? I told you that we were minding our own business and then the place was set on fire!" Malfoy frustratedly snatches the newspaper out of her hands.

"You do not talk to her like that." Blaise warns the Wig Boy.

Malfoy slumps back into his seat as Pansy rests her head on his shoulder (disgusting), Theo laughs. "Looks like someone learnt how to defend his wife."

Daphne's face heats up, "Don't be stupid." She mutters as she looks out the window, too embarrassed to say anything else.

The Death Eaters are obviously all at fault here, ruining everyone's fun by lighting the whole bloody place on fire. But, think about it, the Ministry of Magic failed to keep everyone safe with their poor security. At such a big event, it should be all guarded with magic protection. Even in my copy of Witch Weekly, Rita Skeeter has written an article criticising the safeguarding issues at the World Cup.

"Viktor Krum is so cute, you two are so lucky you got to see him." Tracey sighs whilst talking about the skilled eighteen-year-old Quidditch Seeker on the Bulgarian national team. "I would let this man-"

Milly cuts her off, telling her not to go into details. Theo however, tells Tracey to continue which she responds by smiling and not telling him anything. Thank Merlin, I have a feeling I would have not liked anything she said.

I look at Tracey next to me, "He's not as attractive as Benjy, no one can compare to him. Krum goes to Durmstrang, you know?"

Durmstrang Institute is a major wizarding school in the far north of Europe (no one knows the exact location because it's secretive) for young witches and wizards. It's like Hogwarts but less accepting and more strict. Muggle-borns are instantly rejected since the school has the medieval superiority ideology.

Igor Karkaroff is the Headmaster, I don't know how many people know this but, he was a former Death Eater. He served You-Know-Who in the First Wizarding War. Obviously, he went to Azkaban. However, it was only for a short duration since he betrayed his fellow Death Eaters to the Wizengamot (the highest court of law in the wizarding world), trading them for his freedom and for his name to be cleared.

Karkaroff had sent more than three faces to Azkaban, I remember seeing them on the front cover of the Daily Prophet.

The Headmaster is one of the reasons why the reputation of Durmstrang is two-sided. Some people don't trust a former Death Eater, some forgave him. Durmstrang is also a popular school that teaches the Dark Arts, or Dark Magic. It's exactly how it sounds; they teach the most harmful spells, not nasty enough for the charms to be considered "dangerous" though. Depends on your morals. Durmstrang students get to own and breed illegal creatures, like Basilisks. How wicked is that?