Thirteen

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First Person P.O.V
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  I see the noseless man. Or some sort if that. Voldemort walks over to me and says, "Ms. Y/L,"

"Lord Voldemort," I say.

"Sit at the table, next to Draco." He directs me to.

  I look to where Draco is sitting and walk over. Draco looks at me and grabs my hand under the table. Voldemort comes over and I unravel my hand from Draco's.

"Hold out your arm," Voldemort says. I hold out my dominant arm in front of me. Voldemort takes his wand, muttering something. He presses it to my arm. I wince at the unexpected pain as the silver substance coils around my arm.

  Voldemort lifts the wand off of my arm. I look at the new mark on my arm. A dark mark.

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