Initiation
Draco Malfoy shuddered as he stood before the door. The black varnish was peeling, it was so highly polished that is r4eflected his darkened face.
"Calm yourself, Draco," he thought to himself, "It would be better to appear calm before the Dark Lord." Draco inhaled deeply before knocking on the door.
"Enter," said a cold voice from within. Draco did as he was bid, and stepped through the door, closing it behind him. He waited until the Dark Lord, his new mater, turned and looked at him before bowed so deeply it was humiliating.
When Draco regained his composure the Dark Lord said to him, "Are you ready to take the oath, Draco,"
Draco paused for a moment, frightened, "