Hogwarts
We were early to the station, mother and father had turned up for this event, they were very proud of me, not like that blood traitor brother of mine. I hadn't seen mother cry so much when she found out I had an invite to sit in a compartment with Lucius Malfoy, that pureblood head boy.
We were standing with aunt Druella and my cousin Narcissa when Lucius approached us holding a bunch of red flowers.
"Miss Black" he said to my aunt before handing her the flowers and kissing her twice on the cheeks, he then followed kissing mother on both cheeks before planting a big soppy kiss on Narcissa who went bright Scarlett. I noticed Sirius trying not to grin before glancing around whenever he thought mother wasn't looking.
"Regulus" I turned to see Lucius holding out a hand for me, and I shook it. "Cissy has told me so much about you." I nodded at this last comment, unable to say anything.
Lucius then helped me lift my trunk onto the train. I went back outside to say good bye to my mother to find her angry. Apparently someone had thrown lots of cream pies over from the other side, I had to stifle a chuckle as I thought of Sirius, and apparently he had come straight to mums mind after she had been hit. I gave her a quick good bye before she walked down the platform in search of my brother. Cheese that woman is scary. Walking back to the compartment I found it filled with five people.
"Regulus come in, sit down" Lucius said rather cheerfully, I did as I was told and sat next to a stunning female with long, dark hair.
"Have you met everyone here?" Lucius asked. "This charming young witch next to you is Sicilia Selwyn," I gave a small smile. "Next to her is her brother Augustus, Mundungus Flecture, and my good friend Carlius Avery", I nodded to each person in turn. And noticed everyone appeared to be first years apart from Avery, who was wearing a senior prefect badge.
"I invited you all here to talk about a change to the wizarding system." Lucius continued. "Now I don't know if you have ever heard of a group of people called death eaters?" Lucius paused here for effect, and I vaguely remembered Bellatrix mentioning them. "Death eaters are a group of witches and wizards who are trying to get rid of muggles and muggleborns, their leader and mentor is called the Dark Lord Voldemort, now he has asked me to talk to you to train you so that when you are powerful enough, you will come join our course." Again he paused, I wasn't sure if I should clap or not but I replied the smile he gave us. "I must leave you now as I have head boy duties to attend, if you ever need our help feel free to contact me or Avery anytime, we will be at the front of the train. Good day." and he left.
There was silence as he left.
"So you guys are all Slytherin's yeah?" I asked.
It turned out that everyone in the cabin was expected to go into Slytherin. The two twins Sicilia and Augustus, Lived in a large manor house in the country, and their parents often threw large parties which my mother and father had attended a few times.
"So what about you Regulus, do your parents work?" Sicilia asked swiping dark hair.
"Father works as a pawn broker. He also owns a bookstore in Knockturn alley, he took it over when some fat bloke went broke and couldn't afford to pay back the loan he owned."
"Oi you scumbag" piped up the chubby, ginger guy, who spoke for the first time. "That's my farther you're talking about.
Augustus quickly changed his laugh into a cough when Mundugus looked at him threateningly.
"Oh, I'm sorry", I said quickly. The train ride after this was a lot quieter, the twins would talk amongst themselves and occasionally Sicilia would ask me questions. I awaited the lunch trolley, and wasn't sorry to say Sirius was right. The shopping trolley was like a mini Honey dukes. Me, Sicilia and Augustus brought several Galleons between us, and Augustus was quick to notice the lack of sweets Mundungus was buying.
"I suppose that's what you get for having a useless prick of a father." Augusts spat.
It was a good thing for Mundungus that Augustus was now to much involved in his sweets to hear Mundungus say under his breath. "Better than being a snobby git."