it's 7:30 in the morning and time to pack my things for hogwarts. the only and last chance to escape from the hell i have to call home. The Malfoy manour the place i hate the most well apart from the Riddel manour. Both places are darker than the rest of the world already is. After Voldemort took over the wizarding world, all light and joy was gone.
It's really depressing sometimes, but if you were born into the Malfoy family, it's not that different from the many years before the Dark Lord ruled. As a Malfoy you have to follow strict rules such as never raising your voice to your family or only speaking when spoken to or else you will be punished.
A loud knock pulls me out of my thoughts and without even having answered the door to my room yanks open, my father Lucius Malfoy is standing in the door frame, he looks tired and the dark shadows under his eyes and the untidy long blond hair supports that whole only. after making eye contact for a while he finally starts to speak "come with me the dark lord wants to talk to you" i look at him and give him a confused look "why" is all i can get out "we want to talk to you about your future" he says monotonously,, and now come on you don't want me to ask twice do you?" I quickly shake my head and start walking down the stairs with my father right behind me. the same moment we got down stairs he grabs my shoulder and we disappear in a dark cloud of smoke. it's kind of like teleporting but more dramatic and cooler because of all the smoke.
I really hate moving around this way because I still can't control my dizziness and the need to throw up, but I can't throw up now I have to pull myself together. With my father on my left we walk down the dark corridor I shiver all over as the sight of the thousands of skulls adorning the high walls along the corridor isn't particularly pretty to look at.
We come to a halt in front of a large wooden zor. Two death eaters are placed on either side of the door. They open the door for us and even before I set foot in the room in front of us I can already see the dark lord who greets us with a disgusting smile through which his rotting teeth can be seen, at his side stands a boy with brown curly hair and a scar running across his right eye. he does not drip my gaze and continues to stare straight out.
Everything in me is screaming to turn around and just run away but i can't for fear he would kill me on the spot which he would do without hesitation. my eyes slide again to the brown haired boy on voldemort's side he is damn attractive and his dark brows almost black eyes are rediculously beautiful. his aura scares me it's dark, darker than anyone else i've ever met.as i stand in front of the dark lord i lower my gaze to the ground to show him that i am his subordinate my father is the same. when I look up again I see the same gross smile but I don't smile back it would be rude and would be punished.
hey guys this is my first chapter i hope you like it
