The dark echo of the tower bell clanged once, twice, and ended with the third. The rings continued down the halls, reverberating against the stone walls until it met a vast, sinister door with fascinating adornments covering the face of it.

Inside, was a dark, immense room that had a regal sense to it. Under the broad, black sheets of the hefty bed that stood in the center of the room, stirred an adolescent girl. She raised her head to reveal long, sleek, black hair and a stunning, but slightly gray face. She extended her arms to stretch but receded them to tighten her silk robe against her body, for it was always frigid in the castle.

Her feet emerged from under the sheets and touched the marble floor. The flooring was as cold as ice, but she simply disregarded the sense and strolled to the washroom. With a snap of her fingers, the ghostly servants appeared to prepare her for the coming day. Not more than a half an hour later did the girl saunter out from the washroom, appearing even more stunning than she did going in.

Her black hair was slightly curled at the bottoms. Makeup had been applied to her eyes, lips and cheeks which made her entire face seem to become more vibrant. She wore a long, but tight, black dress with lattice sleeves. On her feet were lofty, black, high healed boots that click loudly on the marble flooring with every step she took.

She snapped her fingers once more, and the ghostly servants reappeared to open the cosmic door that linked her bedroom to a long corridor. She walked down the hallway, passing numerous doors that led to different parts of the castle. Most were off limits to anyone or anything.

The loud clicking of her boots stopped when she reached another massive door. She opened it with little difficulty and walked in slowly. Cloaked men sat along a lengthy table made of dark, polished wood.

"Welcome Thomasa. Please, have a seat; we were just discussing our next arrangement of exploit. I am confident you will take quite an interest in it." Boomed the wicked voice of a figure that sat in the shadows. "Of course father." She said and sat down promptly. The cloaked men directed their attention back to the shady figure.

"Now, as you all must know, Thomasa has recently been appointed expert authority in the dark arts of magic. Not quite as superior as I, but an honorable position nevertheless." Continued the dark figure. Most of the cloaked men switched their gaze towards Thomasa and nodded their heads in approval. She smiled smugly and nodded back.

"Lord, I do not understand. How can a mere child grow to be more powerful than I? And for you to trust her with this ominous task is beyond my comprehension. I-" Said one of the cloaked men.

"Lucius! Be seated!" Hissed the dark figure, "How dare you qualm my word! I put my supreme reliance on the girl because she is my own blood. She will not disappoint me. Now, may we confer the job without further interlude?"
Everyone stayed silent.
"Excellent. Well then Thomasa, please stand." He continued.

Thomasa rose from her chair. "Your next assignment is more fragile than any you have accomplished yet. If you fail this, the whole dark empire could riskthe ultimatedestruction." Said the dark figure, Thomasa lost her compsure a bit, "There is no genuine mission to succeed, but each particular act you do must be discreet. Since you've fulfilled your dark arts training, this task is also an educational experience that will come to be useful in your near future." Thomasa stared nervously into the shadows, anxious to discover where she will be going.

"I am enrolling you in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

Thomasa's POV

I nearly choked.

"H-Hogwarts? N-no father, there must be a mistake. I can't-" I started. "Excuse me?" Hissed the man, "You will doas I say, child. You are dismissed." I took a deep breath and turned to leave. After I hadclosed the door behind me, I heard the soft chuckling of a familiar voice.

I smirked and turned around to see Draco Malfoy leaned against the wall. He returned my smirk as he 'checked me out'. "Good morning Ms. Riddle." He said smoothly, walking towards me. "Good morning Mr. Malfoy." I said walking towards him. "So, whats your next assignment? Gonna go Crucio some answers out of the ministry? Father says the Dark Lord trusts you the most out of any of the Death eaters." He said, getting closer to me.

"Malfoy, I'm his daughter." I said, smiling. "Oh, so you're a daddy's girl, eh?" He sayed, smiling back and getting even closer to me. I chortled at his bliss. "So, where are you going on your next little mission?" He asked again.

"...Hogwarts." I said, looking away. "Oh, what are you gonna do? Teach Dumbledore a lesson he won't soon forget?" He said smirking. "No, actually." I said, walking away a bit, "I'm enrolling."

He scoffed and said, "Hogwarts? You, an expert in the dark arts, are enrolling in... Hogwarts?" I nodded. "Hmmm, well, maybe we'll get to see each other more, rather than these rare occasions." He said, walking towards me, pushing my hair off my shoulder and looking into my eyes. "Malfoy, you are such an audacious flirt." I laughed.
"But it's working..." He said, he closed in on me until his face was aboutfive inches from mine. I smirked and said, "You wish."

I turned and started walking down the hall, back to my room. I felt his eyes burn into the back of my head as my heals clicked loudly on the marble floor. I must be the only girl to ever escape Malfoy's charms. But, I have other things to worry about...
Like, why am I actually going to... Hogwarts...