Skylar knocked on the door with her right hand nervously. Why does Merrill want me? I didn't do anything wrong... at least not today. The door then swung open to a small cramped office, filled with filing cabinets to the roof. And sitting in one of the two chairs in front of Merrill's desk was a man in a tux. He was very pale, had long, wavy, golden-blond hair, warm brown eyes, and was quite tall. The man smiled at Skylar warmly, and patted the chair next to him. Merrill took her seat behind her next and looked at Skylar in the eyes, she could see the coldness in them.
"Skylar this is your lucky day, for this kind, young gentlemen here," she glanced over at him, smiling, but she turned back and gazed at Skylar with an icy gaze," would like to adopt you." She stated dully. The man looked at Skylar.
"My name is Sturgis Chandrasekhar, me an' my wife would love to have a daughter around the age of 11, and this woman told me about you and your history, and I would love to have you for a daughter. What do you say?" Sturgis then held out a hand and Skylar glanced at his hand, it wasn't dirty or anything, but there was some bruising. She then held out her left and shook it. Sturgis looked at her hand with interest.
"My, that is an odd scar. Do you know where you got it?" Mr. Chandrasekhar asked looking into her mind, she felt as if he was reading her mind, but she shook the feeling off.
"O' well, you'll have time to explain that later. I'll be waiting out front." He then checked his watch smiling, but it seemed as if he gotten paler. "Yes, we must be getting along, hurry hurry." He sounded like he was getting nervous about something. Skylar quickly took off and put all of her stuff -which wasn't much- into her old suitcase, she was bubbling with excitement, all that happened at the lake was soon forgotten as she walked outside. She was finally getting away from this prison. Skylar looked around, she couldn't see Mr. Chandrasekhar anywhere. Where did he go? He said he would be waiting outside. Skylar then walked over to a shady tree, but before she could sit down she felt something poking her back, she felt somebody behind her.
"Stupefy."
Skylar then had a look of panic in her eyes as she knew that voice, the voice was caring and kind, but know she realized it was all a lie. She was about to turn around when she realized that she couldn't move at all, she tried to scream but it was as if she was stuck, or frozen. She then heard a cruel and cold laugh behind her as Mr. Chandrasekhar showed himself.
"Well look who we have here? I know your name is Skylar, but you don't even know what you are or who you are, huh? That scar you have there," Skylar felt a stinging in her hand," it's very odd, yes it is. There's this boy you see, he lives about fifty miles from here. He has that same scar you have, but on his forehead. That's what you get when a Dark Wizard touches ya. But how could one touch you? Well if I am correct your surname is Potter my dear. That boy's name is Harry Potter, The Boy Who Lived, when he was a baby, 10 years ago, he defeated the Dark Lord, when he kill your parents, well when I was reading your mind, searching to see if you were the right one, I saw the house, which you lived in for 1 year, before they were killed. By the way. You have your mother's eyes." He then paused and looked at Skylar her eyes had a confused look about them.
"Ennervate. Skylar, young, innocent Skylar. You're a witch, my dear. You and Harry destroyed my Lord. So I'm going to destroy you and him both. So my Lord may rise again. I should kill you, but wait let me bring you to the Dark Lord himself, so he can grow on you instead of that stupid man."
"Chandrasekhar! I should've known, you always do the dirty work, eh."