Prologue
A girl about eight-years-old stood behind her fathers robes, holding the material in her hand as she looked up at the blonde man... He looked to be in his twenties. Blonde hair tied back from his face, the tattoo on his forearm glowed as he preached to the people. Her mother and father, their heads very close. Her own blonde hair falling over her back and clear blues eyes watched the man keenly, her eyes never leaving his face. Not even when his wife Narcissa appeared at her side and she said then to herself, Lexi.. you will have that man."
Her mother reached down and tugged on her hair trying to get her to hush, "Alexandra you hush and listen that's Lucius Malfoy. He's one of Lord Voldermort's strongest supporters." She stopped talking to her daughter as she turend back to Lucius's words and gave another cheer of support, her sleeve falling back to reveal the same tattoo. LExi looked around and saw that all of them held the mark. Her father noticed her curiosity and he lifted her to his shoulders as she watched the group and smiled. Not long after her father lowered her from his shoulders and she ran a finger over the mark, "Whats this daddy?"
"It's the dark mark. It's what all of us who support Lord Voldemort are marked with. We are called Death eaters." He said nothing more and she nodded.
Three months after her the meeting Lord Voldemort was destroyed and all went into hiding, her parents returned to Paris and became 'reformed' wizards.
A girl about eight-years-old stood behind her fathers robes, holding the material in her hand as she looked up at the blonde man... He looked to be in his twenties. Blonde hair tied back from his face, the tattoo on his forearm glowed as he preached to the people. Her mother and father, their heads very close. Her own blonde hair falling over her back and clear blues eyes watched the man keenly, her eyes never leaving his face. Not even when his wife Narcissa appeared at her side and she said then to herself, Lexi.. you will have that man."
Her mother reached down and tugged on her hair trying to get her to hush, "Alexandra you hush and listen that's Lucius Malfoy. He's one of Lord Voldermort's strongest supporters." She stopped talking to her daughter as she turend back to Lucius's words and gave another cheer of support, her sleeve falling back to reveal the same tattoo. LExi looked around and saw that all of them held the mark. Her father noticed her curiosity and he lifted her to his shoulders as she watched the group and smiled. Not long after her father lowered her from his shoulders and she ran a finger over the mark, "Whats this daddy?"
"It's the dark mark. It's what all of us who support Lord Voldemort are marked with. We are called Death eaters." He said nothing more and she nodded.
Three months after her the meeting Lord Voldemort was destroyed and all went into hiding, her parents returned to Paris and became 'reformed' wizards.