"Hey!" I call. "I have a suggestion that will sweeten the deal."
Both brothers, Tom, and Mattheo, turn to me. The collection of Death Eaters do to. I see mine, Draco, and Lorenzo's fathers umon them.
"I propose a deal involving myself, Mattheo, yourself Tom, and a Death Eater of your choice." I pull all of my attention towards Tom.
"Is that all?" asks the oldest Riddle.
"Yes."
"Well, then two traitors of my father's word are better than one I suppose."
"Amended deal?"
"I believe so, Theodore." Tom turns to his army and calls the name that angers me most. "How about you, Nott."
"Very well then, sir." My father obliges, advancing on his young master.
"What is this for?" whispers Mattheo as I join him,
"You'll see." I reply, my wand trained on my father and Mattheo's brother.
"Galacius!" bellows Tom, signalling the begging if the fight.
As Mattheo and I dodge and retaliate against our opponents to catch a glimpse of Draco and Lorenzo helping Eleria out of the room. I know there will probably be trouble waiting for them, but at the minute I have enough to banter.
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The Weasel's Riddle
FantasyEleria Weasley joins Hogwarts in her Fifth Year instead of her First. For five years Eleria fought a sickness that should have killed her, but instead she won over it. When she arrives at Hogwarts, she is sorted into Slytherin unlike all of her fami...
