I arrived at Malfoy's Manor with a loud crack. Yes, I know what your thinking how could I apparate when I am simply only in my sixth year. Well, back in my first year over Christmas break my parents taught me even though if was illegal to do so. So here I am now getting ready to become the youngest deatheater in deatheater history. As I start walking towards the door I turn to see Yaxley and Snape arrive. They don't acknowledge me so I continue towards the door. Once at the door, I quietly knock. It is soon answered by Draco Malfoy, who sneers,
" What are you doing here Blackmore."
I coldly answer, " To see the Dark Lord, now if you would excuse me me I need in before I'm late." Smiling coldly at him he quickly stepped away while looking at me in fear.
" Thank You, Malfoy." I said venomously while heading towards his father Lucius. Once by Lucius I quietly asked, " Is he ready"
Lucius quickly nodded and led me towards the Parlor. Once outside the Parlor he wished me luck and left. I stood there for a moment trying to contain my excitement to simply a smile. After I contained myself, I knocked. Once I knocked I heard a hissing voice say "Enter"
Once inside the room I quickly but quietly closed the door behind me. After the door was closed I turned to see the Dark Lord but mere inches from me.
He said " My dear Raven"
"My Lord" I said while bowing.
" Are you ready to become one of us" he asked curiously
" Yes, My Lord." I smiled excitedly.
" Hold out your left forearm for me" he said.
I quickly pulled up my sleeve and held my arm out in front of me. He then took out his wand and tightly gripped my arm with his other hand. He then pointed his wand at my arm and started mumbling something. Once he started I instantly wanted to cry out in pain but I quickly closed my mouth and straightened my stance so I wouldn't collapse or black out from the intense pain. After a while the pain abruptly stopped. After he let go of my arm I looked down at the fresh new Dark Mark on my arm and smiled to myself. I then looked up at the Dark Lord and excitedly said " Thank You, My Lord. It is a pleasure for you to bless me with this wonderful mark."
He looked at me in bewilderment, then he nodded and said "You took the pain very well, better than most others, and for that I am glad you are one of my loyal deatheaters."
"Thank You, My Lord. May I go." I said bowing.
He then said " Yes, but I have a task for you. You are to kill Dumbledore on the fifth day of your sixth year. Do you understand me."
"Yes, My Lord. I would gladly kill that muggle loving fool any day." I said with an evil smile.
" You may go there is a meeting in an hour." I bowed and left.
Authors Note: In this story Draco does not become a deatheater, Raven replaces him in the story. I'd you don't like don't read. This is my first book do hope you like it so far. Please comment and vote. All comments are accepted.
