Tom was something new alright. He was evil, annoying, and perfect. I
daresay he was everything I wanted in a man, and much more. But his secret
was unknown to me, until he finally told me of it a long time later. At
first I was wary of him; after all he did come into my life having pissed
me off. I suppose it was something that couldn't be helped, like my
relation to Father. Bah! Trista was right about him, and so our
relationship ensued.
Chapter Two
Deatheater Recruit
"Jenny, Jenny, Jenny. He's evil alright. Reminds me of you father if I do say so myself."
"And you do. Trista, get to the point." I played with my hair and cut off a girl. Trista Black was famous for her black hair. That and being related to the late Sirius Black. Unlike myself, Trista despised him. I never knew him so I can't say much about him myself. My other friends, Marissa McHolder, Lisa Greyweld, and Lorina Potter, were sitting on their respective beds, other then Marissa and Lisa. Marissa and Lisa were reading a muggle magazine of mine called YM on Lisa's bed, and Lorina was getting ready for her date with Blaise Zabini that night. Although Blaise is a year younger then us, and my brother Draco Malfoy's friend, Lorina had agreed to date Blaise in our fifth year during the Yule Ball.
"How can you read this Jenny?" Lisa looked up at me from the magazine, and I could see Marissa's mouth hanging open.
"Er, if you're where I think you are, skip a head a bit." I called over to them and turned back to Trista. "Your point, Miss I-need-to-make- everything-take-longer-than-it-should?"
"Shut up Jenny. Anyway, as I was saying. The point is, he's perfect for you. He's hot, he's evil, your family would approve, and he seems to like you." Trista finished a waited for my answer. All of a sudden, Professor Severus Snape, the Potions Master and head of Slytherin house at Hogwarts, burst into the room. Lorina hit herself in the head with the straightener she was using and burnt her forehead. Marissa and Lisa were quick to hide the magazine, Trista looked up from her Arithmancy homework, and I turned to the door.
"Jennifer, you are to go to the hall off of the Great Hall. Your father is there waiting to speak with you. I suggest you leave now." He finished his speech and I got up from my bed.
"What happened Jenny? Did you forget something important?" Lorina, who had out her wand and was using a spell to fix her forehead, turned to me as I left.
"No idea. See you guys in the Great Hall in a little bit." I walked out of the room, being sure to pick my wand off the mess of wands by the door. I picked mine quickly since mine has the Malfoy family crest near the tip. I ran through the halls after leaving the Common Room. While I was still in the Common Room, I noticed Draco sitting with his friends Crabbe and Goyle, two idiots who have been passing amazingly since they started. I quickly found myself in the Great Hall. I noticed the door and walked in it, to find my parents, Bellatrix LeStrange, my aunt, her husband, her husband's brother, and several others whom I knew were Deatheaters through Father. I looked around confused and Father put his hand on my shoulder.
"Jennifer, you were certainly quick." His voice sounded quite warm, for him at any rate. Bellatrix stopped talking to my mother and turned after hearing my name. The others also stopped their talking and turned.
"Well, after seven year I would dare say I know my way around the halls." I retorted quickly. It was apparent my father was playing some sort of game to get me to agree with him later on. After all, Lucius Malfoy was known for being cold-hearted, and not warm at all except to my mother. However, not even she could completely warm him.
"Yes, I expect so." His nostrils flared and I knew at an instant he knew this would be hard for him. "Anyway, you do remember our conversation before school about how at some point during the year I would be coming with some of my, friends?"
I vaguely remembered this but decided to pretend I remembered anyway. "Oh, yes of course I do."
"Good. I'd like you to meet the people who will soon be your, er how shall I say this, partners after school." He pressed his other hand into my shoulder and glanced at Mother. She wasn't looking at all happy about this. That's when it hit me. Father was introducing me to the Deatheaters. Or some of them at any rate. This couldn't be good. This only meant Father had decided my path, in his own footsteps.
"What makes you think I'm going to be a Deatheater?" I calmly took his hand off of my shoulders and stared in his eyes, knowing only I had to get out of this.
"Because, you little twit," Bellatrix finally spoke to me, "you're a Malfoy. All the Malfoys are Deatheaters, with the exception of my dear sister Narcissa." Mother gave Bellatrix a cold stare, unlike one I had ever seen her give before.
"So? What makes you all think I care?" I was nearly exploding, and could feel the steam starting to come from my ears.
"Because of tradition!" Father yelled at me and the others disappeared somehow. Only Mother, Father, and I remained.
"Lucius! Let her be. Give her sometime. I thought I had taught you that you can't force people to do everything you would like." Mother spoke, and her soft and quite voice made my temper drop. All of sudden the door open and Draco was standing there.
"What the hell do you want Ferret-boy?" I snarled at him and glared as well.
"Whatever, Pig-girl. Dumbledore said dinner is in a few minutes so if Jenny could come back and Father and Mother could leave, he would be very greatful."
"We will leave now, dear." Mother grasped Father's hand and they disappeared.
"What happened to you?"
"Nothing you twit!" I walked out of the chamber and ran towards the common room to find that Trista, Marissa, Lisa, and Lorina were already coming down. It was apparent Lorina had decided not to have super straight blonde hair and had curled it instead. Lisa had put her red hair up into a ponytail, which she kept swinging around her finger. Marissa and Trista both left their black hair down and Trista was quick to hand me a black and silver ponytail tie, as well as my favorite green and silver claw-like hair holder. I worked fast and slipped the ponytail tie into place holding my super long dirty-blonde hair. Then I picked up my ponytail, held it going up the back of my head, and clipped the green and silver claw-like holder on my head by the ponytail tie. I let go of my hair and it still fell quite a ways down over the top of my holder.
"You look amazing Jenny." A boy named Thomas Smith gazed at me. I shot him a smile and shoved my friends ahead. I went backwards to meet Thomas and grabbed his yellow and black Ravenclaw tie, pulling him to the corner.
"Thanks Thomas. Not so shabby yourself. Anyway, you wouldn't happen to know anything about this boy named Tom McHera, would you? He's a new Slytherin Seventh year.
"Nope. I only heard he's a half-blood." Thomas pulled his tie from my grip and walked towards the Great Hall's entrance. "I have to go Jenny. Bye."
"Bye." I waved to him as he walked into the Great Hall and spotted Tom McHera coming down the stairs.
Chapter Two
Deatheater Recruit
"Jenny, Jenny, Jenny. He's evil alright. Reminds me of you father if I do say so myself."
"And you do. Trista, get to the point." I played with my hair and cut off a girl. Trista Black was famous for her black hair. That and being related to the late Sirius Black. Unlike myself, Trista despised him. I never knew him so I can't say much about him myself. My other friends, Marissa McHolder, Lisa Greyweld, and Lorina Potter, were sitting on their respective beds, other then Marissa and Lisa. Marissa and Lisa were reading a muggle magazine of mine called YM on Lisa's bed, and Lorina was getting ready for her date with Blaise Zabini that night. Although Blaise is a year younger then us, and my brother Draco Malfoy's friend, Lorina had agreed to date Blaise in our fifth year during the Yule Ball.
"How can you read this Jenny?" Lisa looked up at me from the magazine, and I could see Marissa's mouth hanging open.
"Er, if you're where I think you are, skip a head a bit." I called over to them and turned back to Trista. "Your point, Miss I-need-to-make- everything-take-longer-than-it-should?"
"Shut up Jenny. Anyway, as I was saying. The point is, he's perfect for you. He's hot, he's evil, your family would approve, and he seems to like you." Trista finished a waited for my answer. All of a sudden, Professor Severus Snape, the Potions Master and head of Slytherin house at Hogwarts, burst into the room. Lorina hit herself in the head with the straightener she was using and burnt her forehead. Marissa and Lisa were quick to hide the magazine, Trista looked up from her Arithmancy homework, and I turned to the door.
"Jennifer, you are to go to the hall off of the Great Hall. Your father is there waiting to speak with you. I suggest you leave now." He finished his speech and I got up from my bed.
"What happened Jenny? Did you forget something important?" Lorina, who had out her wand and was using a spell to fix her forehead, turned to me as I left.
"No idea. See you guys in the Great Hall in a little bit." I walked out of the room, being sure to pick my wand off the mess of wands by the door. I picked mine quickly since mine has the Malfoy family crest near the tip. I ran through the halls after leaving the Common Room. While I was still in the Common Room, I noticed Draco sitting with his friends Crabbe and Goyle, two idiots who have been passing amazingly since they started. I quickly found myself in the Great Hall. I noticed the door and walked in it, to find my parents, Bellatrix LeStrange, my aunt, her husband, her husband's brother, and several others whom I knew were Deatheaters through Father. I looked around confused and Father put his hand on my shoulder.
"Jennifer, you were certainly quick." His voice sounded quite warm, for him at any rate. Bellatrix stopped talking to my mother and turned after hearing my name. The others also stopped their talking and turned.
"Well, after seven year I would dare say I know my way around the halls." I retorted quickly. It was apparent my father was playing some sort of game to get me to agree with him later on. After all, Lucius Malfoy was known for being cold-hearted, and not warm at all except to my mother. However, not even she could completely warm him.
"Yes, I expect so." His nostrils flared and I knew at an instant he knew this would be hard for him. "Anyway, you do remember our conversation before school about how at some point during the year I would be coming with some of my, friends?"
I vaguely remembered this but decided to pretend I remembered anyway. "Oh, yes of course I do."
"Good. I'd like you to meet the people who will soon be your, er how shall I say this, partners after school." He pressed his other hand into my shoulder and glanced at Mother. She wasn't looking at all happy about this. That's when it hit me. Father was introducing me to the Deatheaters. Or some of them at any rate. This couldn't be good. This only meant Father had decided my path, in his own footsteps.
"What makes you think I'm going to be a Deatheater?" I calmly took his hand off of my shoulders and stared in his eyes, knowing only I had to get out of this.
"Because, you little twit," Bellatrix finally spoke to me, "you're a Malfoy. All the Malfoys are Deatheaters, with the exception of my dear sister Narcissa." Mother gave Bellatrix a cold stare, unlike one I had ever seen her give before.
"So? What makes you all think I care?" I was nearly exploding, and could feel the steam starting to come from my ears.
"Because of tradition!" Father yelled at me and the others disappeared somehow. Only Mother, Father, and I remained.
"Lucius! Let her be. Give her sometime. I thought I had taught you that you can't force people to do everything you would like." Mother spoke, and her soft and quite voice made my temper drop. All of sudden the door open and Draco was standing there.
"What the hell do you want Ferret-boy?" I snarled at him and glared as well.
"Whatever, Pig-girl. Dumbledore said dinner is in a few minutes so if Jenny could come back and Father and Mother could leave, he would be very greatful."
"We will leave now, dear." Mother grasped Father's hand and they disappeared.
"What happened to you?"
"Nothing you twit!" I walked out of the chamber and ran towards the common room to find that Trista, Marissa, Lisa, and Lorina were already coming down. It was apparent Lorina had decided not to have super straight blonde hair and had curled it instead. Lisa had put her red hair up into a ponytail, which she kept swinging around her finger. Marissa and Trista both left their black hair down and Trista was quick to hand me a black and silver ponytail tie, as well as my favorite green and silver claw-like hair holder. I worked fast and slipped the ponytail tie into place holding my super long dirty-blonde hair. Then I picked up my ponytail, held it going up the back of my head, and clipped the green and silver claw-like holder on my head by the ponytail tie. I let go of my hair and it still fell quite a ways down over the top of my holder.
"You look amazing Jenny." A boy named Thomas Smith gazed at me. I shot him a smile and shoved my friends ahead. I went backwards to meet Thomas and grabbed his yellow and black Ravenclaw tie, pulling him to the corner.
"Thanks Thomas. Not so shabby yourself. Anyway, you wouldn't happen to know anything about this boy named Tom McHera, would you? He's a new Slytherin Seventh year.
"Nope. I only heard he's a half-blood." Thomas pulled his tie from my grip and walked towards the Great Hall's entrance. "I have to go Jenny. Bye."
"Bye." I waved to him as he walked into the Great Hall and spotted Tom McHera coming down the stairs.
