There Must Be Some Mistake! Harry Potter!

Ch.50 The Dark Mark

"Get lost. I don't want to see you until dinner. And do not enter the dinning room until dinner. Do you hear me?" My mother says sternly, as soon as we step in the door of my house. "Yes mother." I say, while looking around the house to see if anything has changed. It hasn't.

 "Go." My mother says , louder this time. I walk up to my room, which I haven't been in, in ages. I walk into the room and close the door. I walk towards the bed and face-plant on my face. I groan really loudly. Yay, i'm back at the house that is full of blood-purist pricks.

"Well, that looked absolutely charming." A voice says from the doorway. I groan. I'd know that voice anywhere. He chuckles. "I'm guessing your parents didn't tell you I was coming." He says wile making his way towards my bed. 

Out of everyone in the world, why is it Malfoy that always somehow finds his way to my house. 

I don't say anything, hoping he'll go away. "Not talking, eh." He says. "Well I guess there's more time for me to talk so." He says an then chuckles.

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I have been sitting here for a whole fifteen minutes. FIFTEEN MINUTES. I spent a whole fifteen minutes sitting here listening to Malfoy talk about him. And him only.

 I grab a pillow and throw it at him. "I give up!" I exclaim loudly. I get up and walk out of the room. I head downstairs towards the kitchen. On my way down I pass the dinning room. Maybe I could just.......no, I shouldn't go in there. But maybe I could just listen in on whoever is in there.

I lean against the door and put my ear up against the dinning room door. I listen, but I can't hear anyone. Then I hear loud noises....they almost sound like footsteps but they can't b-. The door opens and I go tumbling into the room.

I look up to see lots of expecting faces, among them The Malfoy's, my pare- hold on a second is that who I think it is. I stand up in shock, ready to make a run for it. "Well, well, well. What do we have here. If it isn't miss Gryffindor herself."He says. I freeze. How does he know who I am. He laughs. "Everybody knows who you are. You're quite famous in the wizarding world."he says. I start to back out of the room, slowly. He laughs again and nods at Finnick, who I have only just now noticed was here. Finnick grabs me and drags me out of the room.

"What do you think you were doing." Finnick whisper-shouts at me, once we get outside. "Was that really him?" I ask. Finnick sighs and nods his head. "That was Voldemort." I say. 

Smack. My cheek starts to sting. He just hit me. My own brother just hit me!

"You dare speak the Dark Lord's name!." Finnick shouts. "What's he doing here!? I say, panicky. "The dark lord is looking for followers."He stops. "Annnddd?" I press on. "He wants you." He says. "Me! Why does he want me." I exclaim. "You're very powerful already Charlotte and you're only fifteen." He says. Oh great, I have one of the most powerful wizards of all time on my back.  

"What have mother and father said about it?" I ask, cautiously. "They want you to receive the dark mark." He says. "What?" I whisper , hopeing that I heard him wrong. "You heard me." He says.  "That's it! I'm getting out off this house." I say.

I head upstairs and start to pack a bag full off my clothes and some personal belongings. I stop.

 Am I actually doing this, I ask myself. Leaving my family, leaving my house, running away. My grandmother always taught me that I shouldn't run away from my problems and that I should face them instead.

I shake my head and continue to pack. I have to do this. I can just go to Justin'd house, I was planning on going there later this summer anyway. I'm sure he wouldn't mind if I came over a bit earlier then he expected. 

I come out of my room and close the door gently, hoping that my parents don't hear me leaving. 

It's time to leave.

 It isn't until I'm at the top of the stairs that I notice Draco standing at the door off the guest room. 

Before he can say anything, I say "Don't tell anyone that I'm gone." He looks at me curiously. "Where are you going?" He says. "Nowhere.... Just don't tell anyone that I'm gone." I say. "Stay safe." He says. I nod my head and walk down the stairs.

 I walk out the door. 

 Goodbye house.

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