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Chapter 2 – New Life
Layla followed her uncle through the dark alleys of Wizard London. No muggles in sight. She kept her cloak drawn, and followed Snape through the parts where the Dark Wizards. Why her uncle was bringing her bringing her hear, she had no idea. She had always thought he was a good soul who loved his family and his job. Had she missed something in the past 5 years that she had not seen him?
Snape soon stopped at a wooden door, and knocked three times. Layla watched amazed as the door handle came to life. She had seen pictures come to life, but never door handles. The Lion head craved at the door handle growled, and asked "Password?" in a deep voice.
"Grub Worms." Snape replied. The door swung open, and let Snape, along with Layla in. The walls were wood, and covered with dust. On the dirty wood floor, men and woman alike lay sleeping on floor, on top of blankets.
"Where are we,Uncle? Is this what I think it is?" Layla eyed the place, distastefully, and sighed. She still was amazed at how far people would go as Death Eaters to stay with the Dark Lord Voldermort, that she had read about so much in the news papers. Her parents didn't believe in those ways, and were killed a few nights ago, after just uttering his name in vain. Voldermort was truly becoming powerful again. He saw and heard everything…
"It is, Layla. It is. I have been taken back as a Death Eater to do the deeds, biddings, and errands of the dark Lord Voldermort, as your parents would never have done." Snape pulled her past all the poor slobs on to the floor, and into another room. In the room was a boy, no older than possibly seventeen. He had long blonde hair tied behind his head, light blue eyes that were very cold, but at the same time scared, and he seemed well built for a young man. He smirked at Layla.
"Draco, how are you? Is the master still asleep?" Draco nodded but still seemed to be staring at Lalya, taking in every detail of her. "Where are my manners? Layla, this is Draco Malfoy. Draco, this is my niece, Layla. Tend to her, as I must speak with some of the others."
Draco took her hand. To Layla, his hands were like ice, and she felt something was wrong for her being here. She smiled anyway, just hoping to not make him uncomfortable. "It is nice to see Snape looking a bit more chipper. He hasn't be very high in spirits since he left the school."
"Well, I'm happy I can be here for him…" Layla followed Draco up the dirty and disgusting looking stairs, into a room in the loft, which was also quite filthy. In the loft, Draco led Layla to a door at the end of the room. Behind the door, was a very nice looking room. It had a canopy bed with dark purple sheets, pillows, and a black comforter. The wood of the canopy bed was very dark, almost black, matching the rest of the furniture. The walls were a lilac or a very light purple.
Lalya looked around. "This is my room?"
Draco nodded and watched her look around the room. She seemed to enjoying this place. "I trust it is not too hideous…"
"It's quiet lovely, actually. I won't mind staying here." Layla slowly sat down on the bed. "This isn't a fake, right?"
"You mean an illusion? No. This is the real thing." Draco laid her bags in the corner. "Sleep well, Layla. You work begins tomorrow."
"Work? Tomorrow?" Lalya looked confused.
"Brewing potions and a bit of spying for all it's worth. Didn't Snape tell you?" Draco also looked confused. Layla shook her head. "No matter. It is easy, and things will be taken care of."
Layla laid back on her bed. "Okay…I can try this new life."
