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Draco's POV
We quickly got into the carriage and sat next to each other. She curled up next to me as we sat there thinking about our vacations. I thought about last night and how disappointed she was when I told her I had to get my dark mark. It's not like I want to, but I have to for I am Voldemort's heir. I would miss her so much. I glanced at her. Her usual bright amber eyes had no glint in them. She hugged her knees and leaned against the window. She looked so sad. I wonder why? I sadly sighed and looked out at the window as we arrived at Hogsmade. It was about two hours to the station. We quickly boarded the train and got an empty compartment. She her mood got sadder and sadder as we neared the station.
"I'm going to miss you Draco," she said sadly looking at me. I walked over to her and pulled her on to my lap and wrapped my arms around her.
"I'm going to miss you to 'Mione," I said as she leaned her head against my chest. It was the way we always sat together. We spent the rest of the ride in the same position but talked very little. She looked close to tears as she stopped at the station. I gave her a kiss on the head before we got up and walked out of the train and grabbed our trunks. Before she left the platform she gave me a long kiss and a big hug and then took a deep breath and walked out of the platform and onto the station. She gave me one last longing look before she got in the car and drove away. I wondered in confusion why she was so sad but quickly forgot as my father walked up.
"Draco," he said smiling.
"Father," I said in response.
"How's your year been going?" he asked as he stepped into the limo.
"Fine," I said with a sigh as we drove out of the parking lot and into the busy streets of London.
"You do remember your Marking Ceremony," he asked slowly.
"How could I forget father?" I replied looking at the countryside. We spent the rest of the ride in silence as we neared the manor. My mother gave me a warm greeting as I walked through the doors.
"Draco," she exclaimed giving me a hug. I smiled and hugged her back.
"It's so good to see you my son," she said happily as we sat down.
"It's good to see you to mother," I replied trying to sound happy but know what would happen soon. She put an arm on my shoulder and gave me a sympathetic look.
"Don't worry Draco it will be fine," she said quietly. I nodded and quietly excuse myself from the parlor and walked up to my room. I fell back onto my black bed and sighed. Should I run? Should I get it? Do I have even have a choice?
"Draco.come on down for dinner," she my mother softly outside of my room. I put on my usual blank stare and tried to push the up coming events out of my mind as we all sat down for dinner. Many death eaters were lodging at our manor for the week to watch the one thing that would ruin my life. We all sat and talked as Voldemort sat at the head of the table along with my father. If you could even call him that. I mentally groaned as Pansy spotted me. Her family of course HAD to bring her along for she was getting it done too.
"Drakie," she squealed as she sat down and linked her arm around mine.
"Pansy.get off!" I said so only she could hear. She grinned and just clung. As long as we were in the company of our parents, death eaters, and Voldemort I had to treat her kindly and act liked I loved her. Ever since we were babies Pansy and me were to be married in our last year of Hogwarts. Unless of course Lord Silvertongue's daughter would prove to be better she was attending Dumstring also in her 7th year. She never came to these things and her father seemed to forget her and glared whenever someone brought her up. I wonder why he isn't here with her for the ceremony. I glanced around the room for a glimpse of his dark brown hair and bright blue eyes but found none. I shrugged and took a deep breath as Pansy pulled me towards the gardens.
Hermione's POV
I took a deep breath and looked back at Draco getting my possibly last look at him and walked towards my dad's car. To my surprise a woman was in the front set laughing at something my dad had said. She had blonde hair and shocking green eyes. I filled with rage as my dad came out of the car and put my trunk away.
"You best be good girl. She is my new.my new friend and she's going to be.visiting us for the holidays," he said choosing his words carefully. I wanted to slap him. I knew perfectly well what he meant. How dare he! He already had some.some girlfriend and it hadn't even been a year since my mother had died! Then again he had killed her in the first place, I thought bitterly as I got into the car. He didn't even bother to introduce me to her not that I cared. It didn't seem that she cared either. She had given me a good look over and then turned back to my father giggling. I sighed and put my head phones on and drowned out the sound of that slut's annoying high pitched giggles at any stupid joke my dad said.
About an hour later we arrived at our house. I rolled my eyes as they got out of the car and walked up to the door with out even bothering to help me.
"I might as well be an orphan," I mumbled to myself as I pulled my trunk out of the car and lugged it up to the house. When I entered the house I nearly dropped my trunk in shock. There in the living room was my father and that slut making out. I tried my best to lug my trunk up stairs and bottle my anger. I shuttered as I past my room and thought I can't stay here there are to many memories.but where else is there to stay? I glanced around the upstairs hallway and decided for my safety when I slept I would pretend to sleep in my room by keep my things in the attic and really sleep there when I thought it was safe to go to bed. I glanced around to make sure they weren't around and opened the dusty door to the attic and pulled my trunk to the top of the attic stairs and locked both doors. I glanced around to see an old bed in the corner and a load of trunks and boxes. I slowly pulled the blanket off of the bed and shook it trying my best to get all of the dust off. I tried to get the pillows clean to and managed to get most of the dust off. I quickly remade the bed and sat down on the old bed and looked out of the small window it see it was pouring. I leaned back on the bed and hugged my knees. I miss Draco so much, I thought as I drifted off to sleep. I awoke to see it was still pouring. I quietly got out of bed and walked over to my door and slowly opened it and walked down the stairs to the second one. I quietly pulled that one open to and saw that the hallway was empty too. My gaze automatically went to the entrance of my bedroom where my mother had been killed. I single tear dropped down my check as I walked past it and crept downstairs. I glanced around the living room to see a mess. There was a bra hanging on a lampshade and it my disgust a used condom in the middle of the floor. No need to guess what they did last night, I thought as I quickly walked away from the living room and into the kitchen. I pulled open the fridge to see only beer. I groaned as I shut it. I went through the rest of the kitchen but only found junk food and more alcohol. I walked out of the kitchen and back up the stairs and into my attic and pulled on some clothes and grabbed some money from my trunk. I glanced at the kitchen clock to see that it was 7:30. I walked out of the house and down the street towards the coffee house. I grabbed a bagel and some coffee and walked out of the shop and into a near by park that my mom and me had played at when I was younger.
I spent most of the day swinging on an old swing that out looked a small duck pond. This was my routine for most of the time I was at my dad's. I avoided him and they made out and had sex. That was until my last night. I stayed at the duck pond until the sun set and then decided to go home. I slowly walked home. I didn't want to go but where else could I go? Absolutely no where, I thought gloomily as I walked through the door to see them cuddling on the couch. I rolled my eyes and walked upstairs to my room/attic. I sat on my bed and looked around my room to see what there was to do. My eyes finally landed on some old trunks and boxes. I grinned and walked over to them and starting digging. I went thorough many old photo albums until I landed on one that to my horror was moving. It was of my mom and dad holding hands. This was no muggle picture. I quickly set it aside and starting digging through the same trunk. I groaned in frustration as I couldn't find anything. I quickly threw everything back except for the picture. I sat back and sighed looking around the room. There was on more trunk in the far corner. It had my father's initials on the lid. I quickly pulled it towards me and opened the lid. My eyes widened as I saw the unmistakable Hogwarts crest on the inside. Curiosity took over me and I suddenly dug through the trunk and found many interesting books. I put many odd trinkets and a few books in my book bag and then quietly dropped the trunk lid in shock. There was one thing missing in this trunk.a wand. I suddenly fell back as I realized he still might actually have his wand. My head shot to the door as I heard a gasp and giggles and beer bottles clinking. I titled my head to the side in confusion. Usually I could hear there endless giggles and moans of pleasure. That meant only one thing. They had found my room and were walking up the stairs. I jumped up just as I heard a scream and I thump down the stairs. He must have pushed her. I heard the unmistakable sound of a spell as the door unlocked. Oh shit.
Draco's POV
Days pasted as more death eaters arrived. I laid back in my bed as the sun started rising. Tonight was the night and my father for once in my life was actually smiling at me. I rolled over and tried to get back to sleep but couldn't. Sleep had left me. I yawned and stepped into the shower. This time to my disappointment the shower didn't even calm me. I needed to calm myself the ceremony was tonight. No mattered how much I tried I couldn't. I tried reading, riding, and many other things but they all reminded me of Hermione. I missed her so much but only seeing her would calm me and that was on thing I couldn't do. Soon it was the ceremony dinner. Every single death eater loyal to Voldemort was there even their kids. Most of them were getting their marks tonight too. "Attention," said Voldemort standing up from the table. "I just want to say I think we have a promising new group of death eaters joining us tonight and I think every single one of them will be just as loyal as their parents are," he said before he sat down signaling as to start eating. I looked down at my food and then thought of the ceremony. I quickly lost my appetite and just decided to sit there. I picked up many parts of conversation that night only a few of them caught my interest. "So where's your daughter?" as my father to Lord Silvertongue. "Oh.well.she.she wasn't feeling very well," he replied choosing his words very carefully. "But I do have a picture. I don't think Your son will remember her though," he added showing a photograph to my father. "Wow she has grown since the last time I saw her," replied my mother looking at the photograph. "Draco.come and look at this you might not remember her but this is-"
"Well if I could direct you to the gardens I think we should start the ceremony," said Voldemort standing up and walking out the door. I looked out the window at the circle forming around a rock which held the blade I gave a small shuddering sigh and walked out of the doors and pulled my hood up and walked with the rest of the grinning future death eaters. One by one on of our parents walked up and carved the tiny mark into our arms. Two more people and then it will be my turn. I could fight it I could run but I'm totally out numbered. I did know how to apperate. I had taught myself. I had took me 3 years but I finally had mastered it. I could make myself land in Hogwarts. My father didn't know. I grinned as we approached the alter and my father took the knife. I suddenly thought about Hogsmade and felt the sharp blade cut into my arm. I held back my cry as I bit my lip and then I suddenly popped into Hogsmade. Panic hit me as I landed he would know where I went and would be here with 50 other death eaters in about a second. I quickly slipped into the nearest alley and started weaving my way through the maze of Hogsmade's alleys trying to forget the pain shooting threw my arm. I finally appeared on the outskirts of town near the shrieking shack. I hesitated as I looked at the old house and then quickly walked in thinking that it would be better than getting caught. I looked around but kept running I ran into many rooms until I came it one with a tree root growing in it's floor. I quickly followed the root to the next room and the next until it led me all the way to the back of the house and to a door. I looked outside to see the castle of Hogwarts and the only thing that stood in my way was the Whooping Willow.
Hermione's POV
Oh shit I thought as the door opened to show my dad with a hungry look in his eyes. He glanced down at his opened Hogwarts truck and then looked back at me with a glare. I slowly started backing up until I was up against the wall near my window.
"So you've finally found out you noisy little bitch," he said each word dripping with fury. I looked down at the trunk but only for a second and then back at my dad. He had his wand drawn and a murderous glint in his eyes.
"Why are you doing this to me? What do you want?" I asked quietly searching his face for the dad I used to know. His look softened but only for a second and then it went back to the icy cold stare.
"What do I want? I want you to join our side.you could help me and the Malfoy's.you could help the Dark Lord a lot," he hissed.
"You and his son and the Parkinson's daughter always played when you were babies," he added with an odd look.
"I would discuss this if I with a clearer mind if you were to put your wand down," I replied quietly as my eyes focussed on the tip of his wand which was pointing at my heart. He slowly dropped his wand but grabbed my arm and pulled me down the staircase and into the living room.
"You would be a great help to our side. What do you say? We could run over to the Malfoy manor right now and get your mark.your old friends are.why I believe Draco and Pansy already have theirs," he said softly looking at me. I tensed as he mentioned Draco. I quickly tried to clear my mind but they only thing I could think of was my loyalty to the light side and Harry. I could only find one way out.there was only one thing I could think of that would get me out of this hell house alive. As soon as I leave I'm never coming back, I thought as he waited for my answer. In this situation there was only one thing I could do and that was to lie.
"This is a very big chance father.I think I might need some more time.I'll give you my answer on my graduation night," I replied boldly. He looked furious for a moment but then considered it.
"Alright.that's a wise answer.I will be there to see you graduation and shortly after we will put your answer to action. If it is the Dark side I will be very proud of you but if it is the light.then you will soon find your fate as your mother's," he said quietly. SO that's why he had killed her, I thought as he stood up.
"Go to bed now I need to make a quick errand," he said talking more to himself than me and then with a small pop he was gone. I grinned and then quickly ran to my attic and grabbed the picture and my trunk. I quickly ripped the picture in half and threw his side down on the floor and ran out to the street. I held up my wand and jumped back just as the Knight Bus landed in front of me.
"Well ello miss where to?" asked a kind looking bus driver as I pulled my trunk onto the bus. I took my last look at my house and saw a light pop on which was my attic light. Suddenly a loud yell of rage erupted form the house. I quickly turned back to the driver and said,
"Hogsmade."
Draco's POV
We quickly got into the carriage and sat next to each other. She curled up next to me as we sat there thinking about our vacations. I thought about last night and how disappointed she was when I told her I had to get my dark mark. It's not like I want to, but I have to for I am Voldemort's heir. I would miss her so much. I glanced at her. Her usual bright amber eyes had no glint in them. She hugged her knees and leaned against the window. She looked so sad. I wonder why? I sadly sighed and looked out at the window as we arrived at Hogsmade. It was about two hours to the station. We quickly boarded the train and got an empty compartment. She her mood got sadder and sadder as we neared the station.
"I'm going to miss you Draco," she said sadly looking at me. I walked over to her and pulled her on to my lap and wrapped my arms around her.
"I'm going to miss you to 'Mione," I said as she leaned her head against my chest. It was the way we always sat together. We spent the rest of the ride in the same position but talked very little. She looked close to tears as she stopped at the station. I gave her a kiss on the head before we got up and walked out of the train and grabbed our trunks. Before she left the platform she gave me a long kiss and a big hug and then took a deep breath and walked out of the platform and onto the station. She gave me one last longing look before she got in the car and drove away. I wondered in confusion why she was so sad but quickly forgot as my father walked up.
"Draco," he said smiling.
"Father," I said in response.
"How's your year been going?" he asked as he stepped into the limo.
"Fine," I said with a sigh as we drove out of the parking lot and into the busy streets of London.
"You do remember your Marking Ceremony," he asked slowly.
"How could I forget father?" I replied looking at the countryside. We spent the rest of the ride in silence as we neared the manor. My mother gave me a warm greeting as I walked through the doors.
"Draco," she exclaimed giving me a hug. I smiled and hugged her back.
"It's so good to see you my son," she said happily as we sat down.
"It's good to see you to mother," I replied trying to sound happy but know what would happen soon. She put an arm on my shoulder and gave me a sympathetic look.
"Don't worry Draco it will be fine," she said quietly. I nodded and quietly excuse myself from the parlor and walked up to my room. I fell back onto my black bed and sighed. Should I run? Should I get it? Do I have even have a choice?
"Draco.come on down for dinner," she my mother softly outside of my room. I put on my usual blank stare and tried to push the up coming events out of my mind as we all sat down for dinner. Many death eaters were lodging at our manor for the week to watch the one thing that would ruin my life. We all sat and talked as Voldemort sat at the head of the table along with my father. If you could even call him that. I mentally groaned as Pansy spotted me. Her family of course HAD to bring her along for she was getting it done too.
"Drakie," she squealed as she sat down and linked her arm around mine.
"Pansy.get off!" I said so only she could hear. She grinned and just clung. As long as we were in the company of our parents, death eaters, and Voldemort I had to treat her kindly and act liked I loved her. Ever since we were babies Pansy and me were to be married in our last year of Hogwarts. Unless of course Lord Silvertongue's daughter would prove to be better she was attending Dumstring also in her 7th year. She never came to these things and her father seemed to forget her and glared whenever someone brought her up. I wonder why he isn't here with her for the ceremony. I glanced around the room for a glimpse of his dark brown hair and bright blue eyes but found none. I shrugged and took a deep breath as Pansy pulled me towards the gardens.
Hermione's POV
I took a deep breath and looked back at Draco getting my possibly last look at him and walked towards my dad's car. To my surprise a woman was in the front set laughing at something my dad had said. She had blonde hair and shocking green eyes. I filled with rage as my dad came out of the car and put my trunk away.
"You best be good girl. She is my new.my new friend and she's going to be.visiting us for the holidays," he said choosing his words carefully. I wanted to slap him. I knew perfectly well what he meant. How dare he! He already had some.some girlfriend and it hadn't even been a year since my mother had died! Then again he had killed her in the first place, I thought bitterly as I got into the car. He didn't even bother to introduce me to her not that I cared. It didn't seem that she cared either. She had given me a good look over and then turned back to my father giggling. I sighed and put my head phones on and drowned out the sound of that slut's annoying high pitched giggles at any stupid joke my dad said.
About an hour later we arrived at our house. I rolled my eyes as they got out of the car and walked up to the door with out even bothering to help me.
"I might as well be an orphan," I mumbled to myself as I pulled my trunk out of the car and lugged it up to the house. When I entered the house I nearly dropped my trunk in shock. There in the living room was my father and that slut making out. I tried my best to lug my trunk up stairs and bottle my anger. I shuttered as I past my room and thought I can't stay here there are to many memories.but where else is there to stay? I glanced around the upstairs hallway and decided for my safety when I slept I would pretend to sleep in my room by keep my things in the attic and really sleep there when I thought it was safe to go to bed. I glanced around to make sure they weren't around and opened the dusty door to the attic and pulled my trunk to the top of the attic stairs and locked both doors. I glanced around to see an old bed in the corner and a load of trunks and boxes. I slowly pulled the blanket off of the bed and shook it trying my best to get all of the dust off. I tried to get the pillows clean to and managed to get most of the dust off. I quickly remade the bed and sat down on the old bed and looked out of the small window it see it was pouring. I leaned back on the bed and hugged my knees. I miss Draco so much, I thought as I drifted off to sleep. I awoke to see it was still pouring. I quietly got out of bed and walked over to my door and slowly opened it and walked down the stairs to the second one. I quietly pulled that one open to and saw that the hallway was empty too. My gaze automatically went to the entrance of my bedroom where my mother had been killed. I single tear dropped down my check as I walked past it and crept downstairs. I glanced around the living room to see a mess. There was a bra hanging on a lampshade and it my disgust a used condom in the middle of the floor. No need to guess what they did last night, I thought as I quickly walked away from the living room and into the kitchen. I pulled open the fridge to see only beer. I groaned as I shut it. I went through the rest of the kitchen but only found junk food and more alcohol. I walked out of the kitchen and back up the stairs and into my attic and pulled on some clothes and grabbed some money from my trunk. I glanced at the kitchen clock to see that it was 7:30. I walked out of the house and down the street towards the coffee house. I grabbed a bagel and some coffee and walked out of the shop and into a near by park that my mom and me had played at when I was younger.
I spent most of the day swinging on an old swing that out looked a small duck pond. This was my routine for most of the time I was at my dad's. I avoided him and they made out and had sex. That was until my last night. I stayed at the duck pond until the sun set and then decided to go home. I slowly walked home. I didn't want to go but where else could I go? Absolutely no where, I thought gloomily as I walked through the door to see them cuddling on the couch. I rolled my eyes and walked upstairs to my room/attic. I sat on my bed and looked around my room to see what there was to do. My eyes finally landed on some old trunks and boxes. I grinned and walked over to them and starting digging. I went thorough many old photo albums until I landed on one that to my horror was moving. It was of my mom and dad holding hands. This was no muggle picture. I quickly set it aside and starting digging through the same trunk. I groaned in frustration as I couldn't find anything. I quickly threw everything back except for the picture. I sat back and sighed looking around the room. There was on more trunk in the far corner. It had my father's initials on the lid. I quickly pulled it towards me and opened the lid. My eyes widened as I saw the unmistakable Hogwarts crest on the inside. Curiosity took over me and I suddenly dug through the trunk and found many interesting books. I put many odd trinkets and a few books in my book bag and then quietly dropped the trunk lid in shock. There was one thing missing in this trunk.a wand. I suddenly fell back as I realized he still might actually have his wand. My head shot to the door as I heard a gasp and giggles and beer bottles clinking. I titled my head to the side in confusion. Usually I could hear there endless giggles and moans of pleasure. That meant only one thing. They had found my room and were walking up the stairs. I jumped up just as I heard a scream and I thump down the stairs. He must have pushed her. I heard the unmistakable sound of a spell as the door unlocked. Oh shit.
Draco's POV
Days pasted as more death eaters arrived. I laid back in my bed as the sun started rising. Tonight was the night and my father for once in my life was actually smiling at me. I rolled over and tried to get back to sleep but couldn't. Sleep had left me. I yawned and stepped into the shower. This time to my disappointment the shower didn't even calm me. I needed to calm myself the ceremony was tonight. No mattered how much I tried I couldn't. I tried reading, riding, and many other things but they all reminded me of Hermione. I missed her so much but only seeing her would calm me and that was on thing I couldn't do. Soon it was the ceremony dinner. Every single death eater loyal to Voldemort was there even their kids. Most of them were getting their marks tonight too. "Attention," said Voldemort standing up from the table. "I just want to say I think we have a promising new group of death eaters joining us tonight and I think every single one of them will be just as loyal as their parents are," he said before he sat down signaling as to start eating. I looked down at my food and then thought of the ceremony. I quickly lost my appetite and just decided to sit there. I picked up many parts of conversation that night only a few of them caught my interest. "So where's your daughter?" as my father to Lord Silvertongue. "Oh.well.she.she wasn't feeling very well," he replied choosing his words very carefully. "But I do have a picture. I don't think Your son will remember her though," he added showing a photograph to my father. "Wow she has grown since the last time I saw her," replied my mother looking at the photograph. "Draco.come and look at this you might not remember her but this is-"
"Well if I could direct you to the gardens I think we should start the ceremony," said Voldemort standing up and walking out the door. I looked out the window at the circle forming around a rock which held the blade I gave a small shuddering sigh and walked out of the doors and pulled my hood up and walked with the rest of the grinning future death eaters. One by one on of our parents walked up and carved the tiny mark into our arms. Two more people and then it will be my turn. I could fight it I could run but I'm totally out numbered. I did know how to apperate. I had taught myself. I had took me 3 years but I finally had mastered it. I could make myself land in Hogwarts. My father didn't know. I grinned as we approached the alter and my father took the knife. I suddenly thought about Hogsmade and felt the sharp blade cut into my arm. I held back my cry as I bit my lip and then I suddenly popped into Hogsmade. Panic hit me as I landed he would know where I went and would be here with 50 other death eaters in about a second. I quickly slipped into the nearest alley and started weaving my way through the maze of Hogsmade's alleys trying to forget the pain shooting threw my arm. I finally appeared on the outskirts of town near the shrieking shack. I hesitated as I looked at the old house and then quickly walked in thinking that it would be better than getting caught. I looked around but kept running I ran into many rooms until I came it one with a tree root growing in it's floor. I quickly followed the root to the next room and the next until it led me all the way to the back of the house and to a door. I looked outside to see the castle of Hogwarts and the only thing that stood in my way was the Whooping Willow.
Hermione's POV
Oh shit I thought as the door opened to show my dad with a hungry look in his eyes. He glanced down at his opened Hogwarts truck and then looked back at me with a glare. I slowly started backing up until I was up against the wall near my window.
"So you've finally found out you noisy little bitch," he said each word dripping with fury. I looked down at the trunk but only for a second and then back at my dad. He had his wand drawn and a murderous glint in his eyes.
"Why are you doing this to me? What do you want?" I asked quietly searching his face for the dad I used to know. His look softened but only for a second and then it went back to the icy cold stare.
"What do I want? I want you to join our side.you could help me and the Malfoy's.you could help the Dark Lord a lot," he hissed.
"You and his son and the Parkinson's daughter always played when you were babies," he added with an odd look.
"I would discuss this if I with a clearer mind if you were to put your wand down," I replied quietly as my eyes focussed on the tip of his wand which was pointing at my heart. He slowly dropped his wand but grabbed my arm and pulled me down the staircase and into the living room.
"You would be a great help to our side. What do you say? We could run over to the Malfoy manor right now and get your mark.your old friends are.why I believe Draco and Pansy already have theirs," he said softly looking at me. I tensed as he mentioned Draco. I quickly tried to clear my mind but they only thing I could think of was my loyalty to the light side and Harry. I could only find one way out.there was only one thing I could think of that would get me out of this hell house alive. As soon as I leave I'm never coming back, I thought as he waited for my answer. In this situation there was only one thing I could do and that was to lie.
"This is a very big chance father.I think I might need some more time.I'll give you my answer on my graduation night," I replied boldly. He looked furious for a moment but then considered it.
"Alright.that's a wise answer.I will be there to see you graduation and shortly after we will put your answer to action. If it is the Dark side I will be very proud of you but if it is the light.then you will soon find your fate as your mother's," he said quietly. SO that's why he had killed her, I thought as he stood up.
"Go to bed now I need to make a quick errand," he said talking more to himself than me and then with a small pop he was gone. I grinned and then quickly ran to my attic and grabbed the picture and my trunk. I quickly ripped the picture in half and threw his side down on the floor and ran out to the street. I held up my wand and jumped back just as the Knight Bus landed in front of me.
"Well ello miss where to?" asked a kind looking bus driver as I pulled my trunk onto the bus. I took my last look at my house and saw a light pop on which was my attic light. Suddenly a loud yell of rage erupted form the house. I quickly turned back to the driver and said,
"Hogsmade."
