"Abby, you have been chosen to be sacrificed." Said Bellatrix Lestrange, she was now untying the ropes that held my wrists together. "For what?" I said, glaring at her, ready to fist fight. "For the Dark Lord, he wants you to be his...apprentice." She said frowning at the idea. "Why did you say "sacrificed"?" I said starting to panic now. "You will soon find out!" She said starting to laugh uncontrollably.All Rights Reserved
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