Celeste:
Once the death eater meeting is over, I start to follow the procession of exiting Death Eaters, eager to see the Malfoy boy, when I hear a screech behind me. "Celeste Avril LeStrange!" Bellatrix whines "Come here." I sigh in frustration and turn to go back.
"Yes?" I ask.
"Master has something to tell you" She says, barely containing her excitement. I hate how we have to call him Master, It makes me feel like his dog. Well, I guess you can say I am Voldemort's bitch.
"Yes, Master?" I say cautiously.
"Celeste," Voldemort says in his signature raspy voice
"You have done excellent work since becoming a death eater. I was hoping you could be a good influence on Draco Malfoy?"
"Of course, Master," I respond, bowing my head like he is a king. Sometimes I have the urge to curtsy.
"Befriend him at school," He says, "I am entrusting you to make sure he is loyal." Again with the dog references
"Yes, sir" I say. He dismisses me, and I turn to leave, followed by Bellatrix. And I am reminded that I am a total loser. The Dark Lord is choosing my friends for me, friggen fantastic.
