Blaire's POV

The next day came early. Its the day I go to my first death eater meeting. I was nervous and kind of afraid. I had no idea what would or could happen. I didn't know if someone was going to get tortured or killed. I didn't know if that was going to happen to me. I didn't know.

First I was scrubbed clean in a bath. Then I was made up like a doll with getting my hair and make up done. My hair was curled into big loose curls and my makeup was done with a dark Smokey eye and blood red lips. I thought I looked like a hooker. I'd never worn so much makeup ever. My mom said I looked beautiful but I thought different. I can't wait to see what my outfit looks like.

'Well I guess the outfit doesn't look that bad' I thought. It was a black long sleeved knee lengthed gothic style dress paired with some cute black ankle boots with fishnet tights. I mean I actually kind of loved it. It was super cute. "at least my mom has style" I thought to myself. But I still don't want to go. Soon it was time to go. The meeting is being held at Malfoy Manor. We didn't apparate because father said it would cause to much suspicion, that there could be muggles around or order members. But this was Malfoy manor we were talking about, I highly doubt there would be a muggle anywhere near it. Though I guess his suspicion of order members could be justified. My stomach cramped from nervousness. I didn't want to be here, I was a Gryffindor, we aren't precisly know for being evil. We were brave, loyal, and strong, but at this moment I felt at my weakest. I didn't belong here, I should be in Hogsmeade drinking butter beer with my friends, not about to join what was basically a cult.