The owls flew into the great hall delivering mail to everyone. I never got any so when I got a letter from my father, I was shocked. He only sent me mail when he needed something. So instead of opening it up at the table I set it in my pocket and waited until later that night when I was alone in my room. My dorm mates were out in the common room talking and playing games.
I sat on my bed looking at the letter, scared to open it. What did he need this time? Slowly I slid my finger under the wax seal that held his family's crest. I unfolded the letter and read the top line.
Dear Mae.
I'm inviting you to come with me to my next Death eater meeting.
Let me clarify you don't actually have a choice. You have to come. Ask Daco Malloy to bring you with him. Tonight, night at 8pm. If you don't come there will be consequences. Wear a nice dress as you will be in the presence of the dark lord himself and the other followers. (Make sure it's a date dress with long sleeve to cover up the disappointing fact that you are not a Death eater. You ungrateful child.)
-your father. Grant Song.
My eyes widened as I opened the read the letter telling me I had no choice. I had to attend. Whatever would this be about? Why is he making me go? Why do I need to wear a nice dress? Many questions ran through my head. And I looked at the clock. 6:45 pm. "I guess I should get ready then." I stood up off my bed and walked to my small closet. I looked through my dresses. And eventually picked out my dark green one with long sleeves, a low neckline, and a long slit down the side of my leg. I picked my black heels to wear with it and my black pearls. I wore my colored hair up in a high pony. Thankfully I had just re-dyed it a deep red.
I put on my cloak to hide what I was wearing as I walked out of my dorm through my common room and past my housemates. I made my way down to the dungeons and towards the Slytherin common room. When I got there, I knocked on the door, said I needed to talk to Malfoy urgently and was let in and led to where he was sitting. By this time, it was about 7:30.
"What are you doing here Mae?" Draco asked me. I Simply showed him the letter from my father, and he nodded "right. I forgot about that" he looked at me as I sat down on the couch next to him.
"You forgot about that? Draco what is happening tonight. And why do I need to be in a nice dress?" I asked him, cautious and curious. As I took off my robe. To show my dress.
"I'm not allowed to say." He looked at me with almost sorry eyes. He may not have been able to tell me, but he clearly knew it would be something I would not be happy with.
"Should I be scared?" I asked, holding my arms close to me. He didn't know how to respond. We just sat there in silence. Draco was one of my closest friends. We had both been in somewhat similar situations. But we went in different directions. He chose to follow his parents and become a Death eater. While I chose to distance myself from my father. Only speaking to him if I needed to. During the last few summers, I stayed at the Malloy house due to my strained relationship with my father. Malfoy was like a brother to me. Narcissa like a mom. No one could replace my mother. But if anyone did, she would come close.
Eventually Draco stood up and held out his hand to me. "Shall we then?" He asked. I took his hand and we walked into the fireplace. He handed me some floo powder and we went together. "Malfoy manner" we said in unison.
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