Prologue
1997
There was a group of around seven individuals congregating in the large foyer of the Malfoy Manor, whispering at an unnerving speed, their voices laced with strong animosity and confusion. They almost looked like a group of girls at school, planning to 'avenge' the friend whom had just been victim to a scandalous episode with her boyfriend - basic, childlike gossip.
The skin on their inner wrists burned with the presence of the Dark Lord and they were at a such deep unease that it was strange that they could even conjure up a decent conversation. But, though and behold they had decent 'gossip'.
Voldemort was here, and he had an order for Lucius' only son.
