I am Isabella Walburga Malfoy, A metamorhpagus, Daughter of Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy, and sister to Draco Malfoy. I attend Beauxbatons Academy in France and am in my 6th year. I guess you can call me the forgotten Malfoy. I was disowned by my father ever since I declined my invitation to Hogwarts and decided to go to Beauxbatons. Don't get me wrong, I love Beauxbatons but everything is normal, too normal. There is one thing that I would die to have, adventure.

"Bells!" My best friend Yvette called, "You're going to be late for your apparation test! Get your arse over here and start moving!"

I would finally be turning 17 this month! I would be of age! "D'accord! Un deuxième!"( Ok, one second) I said while grabbing my books and my favorite quill.

As I reached the dining hall I hear a familiar voice from behind me, soon recognizing it as Yvette, "Did you pass?" She asked excitedly.

"Yes! I did!" I squealed.

"Bella that's fantastic!", she said while clapping her hands enthusiasticly.

"It's feels great to have ended on a good note, now we have a break for the holidays!" I smiled as we headed up to our dorms.

When we reached our dorm I made myself comfortable on the loveseat by the window, and started to read one of my favorite muggle books, Wuthering Heights. I was about fifteen minutes in when I heard a noise, sounding a lot like an owl. 'I wonder who this could be from?' I thought to myself. I opened the window and let the snowy white owl in, gave it a sickle and let it rest in the corner of the windowsill. The letter had a red waxed stamp on the back that read, 'The Malfoys', Good Lord I thought, What could this be about? I opened the letter and started reading.

Dear Isabella,

I wish for you to come home this Christmas, Narcissa and Draco have missed you dearly. I would like you too come meet a special guest, but if you choose not to come I will stop paying for your tuition to Beauxbatons.

Sincerley, Lucius Malfoy

Bloody Hell. Who in the name of Merlin threatens their children to come home for Christmas? Oh Wait. My father does.

I ran off to tell Yvette that I was going to spend Christmas with my "cousins" from Albania becuase if she knew that I was going to the manor she would have a fit. I felt really bad about lying, but it was for her own good.

After packing my trunk, being careful not to forget anything, I grabbed a handful of floo powder my favorite china pot, stepped into the fireplace and said, "Malfoy Manor" while throwing the dust to the bottom of the fireplace almost like a muggle magician.

I arrived with a face plant on the floor, as I got up I heard someone snickering in front of me. "Nice to see you too Draco." I smiled and pulled him into a hug. "I've missed you Bells." He said into my hair. "As have I little brother." "How has Beauxbatons been?" he asked. "Good, boring, average." I said. "How has Hogwarts been over the past 5 years?" I questioned. "Fine." he said just as my mother walked in.

"Bella my dear girl! Look how much you've grown!" She said while walking towards me for a hug.

I pushed her away. She gave me a sad look. "Don't play innocent with me mother. You don't know how much you've hurt me by practically kicking me out." I said sternly, "Draco is the only one I came here for, he still has a chance."

She nodded. "Your father would like you two in the Dining Room."

I gave Draco a questioning look. He shrugged his shoulders in response. I nodded towards him and started to the Dining Room with Draco following behind.

As I turned the corner, my eyes widened in horror when they found their way to a tall sallow man at the end of the table. He was surronded by a sketchy group of men and women in black. As I examined hime more closely I concluded that he was no man at all. His skin was pure white, his face was deformed, with only slits for a nose. The things' eyes were a dark red, looking like fresh blood and he seemed to have a sinister glint in the corner of his eyes, just waiting for a victim.

"Welcome young Isabella and young Draco." the corners of his lips turned up as he said this, forming a horrific smile. "Do you wish to join us?" Just then my father spoke up, "Of course they do my Lord." Draco nodded while I did not dare move a muscle. Just then I realized who my father was talking to, Voldemort. How was he alive? I suddenly slipped out of my daze when I heard that sick drawling voice again. "Isabella have you made your decision?"

I thought for a moment looked over at Draco who had cowardly expression on his face, then over at my mother, who was even more worried than Draco. I knew I would be locked up and tortured if I said no at the moment. "Yes my lord." I nodded. "Shall you decide to join us, you will be rewarded, Should you decline you will be punished." I could already picture myself getting tourtured in the family dungeons.

"I have decided to accept your offer my Lord." I nodded towards my father who nodded back in approval.

"Very good young Isabella, much pain and loss would have come, if you had chosen to take the wrong path." "You will need to prove yourself Miss Malfoy before you can take on the dark mark." He said in a sly voice. "As for you young Draco."

"Very well my Lord." I replied steadily.

"Young Isabella, you must kill Sirius Black." I nodded shakily.

"You are dismissed from this meeting." said Voldemort.

"Yes my Lord." I replied, then turned and strode out through the doors of the dining room.