Letters to Anonymous
Harry,
I've been made a Death Eater. I don't know why, but I'll talk about it more during schooltime. I can't write this fast enough, my mother has started to cough violently and I need to make her a hot drink. Back in a flash, and if you reply soon we can talk more about this all today. I know it's nine pm the day just before we go back but this is urgent, and I'm sure you'll want to hear about it.
I've done what you've said to do for my mother. She's still with me, but fading a little more each day I reckon. Harry, I thankyou for all your advisory words but it's really not helping, though if it is then perhaps only by slowing her illness down. I fear more and more for her… what's happening to my beautiful mother, Harry?
I think my father was murdered by the Dark Lord. Which I do not like to say anything of the matter, for I am now a servant of him… I have that mark upon my arm… it stings a little since last night (this all happened last night… my mother had fallen asleep and the Dark Lord paid me a visit in my bedroom)
Draco
