[Completed] Book Two
Following Aurora's graduation from Hogwarts, she was reminded once more that Immer Rein had not expired so simply. If anything it had been demanded almost immediately as soon as she found herself of legal age.
After the chaotic...
The low octave of the piano sounded out, drastically dark...But Aurora couldn't even begin to place the song or where it was coming from because she could only ever hear it in between the beats of her humping heart.
She was currently following a long line of Death Eaters and those about to be blessed with the Dark mark.
The arm she held onto was rigid and only but a shell of her Raba, his exterior screamed Death Eater and nothing like the fiancee that fed her strawberries just this afternoon in the garden.
Instead his firm grip and straightened posture already held demands as a Lestrange, and if she wanted to uphold the same standards as a wife she needed to appear fearless.
Even though her heart was going mad.
She eyed those around the room, her silver mask was indeed elegant, it told those around her who she was and of what standing.
The female escorts were above all provided by Cassiopeia's connections, Avery was seemingly pointed out by the shape of his mask as well as his height. While Harper held one similar to Aurora's just not as divine.
The Dark Lord hoped that the young witch would shape her own clan underneath his rule to follow her command and above all his.
There had been boasting, and a lot of it. Apparently their graduating class had the highest reigning match of Death Eater, which put the Dark Lord in a grand mood.
The bows and the repeating words were tiring, but ultimately it was when the muggles or muggle-borns were dragged into the mix. Aurora warned her friends in hopes of preparing them in what's to come.
They had been frantic almost as she had been after hearing the likes of what would happen to the unlucky captors.
A small squeeze signified that he would leave her side in order to participate with the rest of their people.
