Suddenly, a hush fell over the students. Everyone fought to see who had just come through the portrait door: then an all mighty roar erupted. This was their team, the team that had won! All of the members were still dressed in their quidditch robes, with their broomsticks swung over their shoulders. Several looking a bit worse for wear. One of the beaters was supporting their arm that they had unfortunately dislocated while hitting a bludger away from a fellow team member. Every player either had bruises or cuts, but wore expressions of joy.

"Let's get this party going!" The team captain yelled while the rest of the common room listened.

Chapter Thirty – Mail Call

Observers P.O.V

The next morning the excitement from yesterday's victory was still evident with most of the Slytherin house members due to their win of 200 to 50 points. They had, at one point, started to doubt whether or not they would be victorious until the Zabini twins pulled several moves that they had at some stage perfected. They had turned the game in their quidditch teams favour. The head of Slytherin house, Professor Severus Snape, was back to his normal unemotional self; but the students were a different story. They all knew that they had to maintain the reputation as a rather unemotional house, but they were still pleased with their win. Unfortunately, most of the Slytherin seventh year students' day was about to either turn better or worse, depending on their loyalties.

As usual the students munched on their breakfast and chattered to the classmates surrounding them. The familiar beat of owls flying was soon heard as they approached Hogwarts and the great hall. A great flurry of feathers, hoots, and a few screeches could be heard as about two hundred owls' glided into the dining hall towards the owners of the mail they were carrying. As usual students paid attention to who was receiving what; if someone they knew got a package from home it usually contained some yummy home baking or sweets, which fellow students would persuade the student to share.

Events; however, were a little different at the Slytherin table today. In almost military styled precision a series of about twenty-seven owls began to drop black scrolls to all of the Slytherin sixth and seventh years including a scroll dropped onto the lap of Professor Severus Snape; while a few scrolls were dropped to students in other houses. Not a single move was made by any of the students to read the scroll. Most just calmly picked it up and tucked it away into their robes; this was what Professor Snape had done.

Mya Zabini was sitting at the Slytherin table between her twin brother Blaise and his best mate Draco Malfoy. All three had received their scrolls and had swiftly tucked them away. While maintaining the calm look of indifference, they all returned to their breakfast.

Mya Zabini P.O.V.

"Was that from who I think?" I asked the two boys sitting on either side of me.

"I do believe so." Draco confirmed.

"Well what do we do?"

"We finish our breakfast, go to class, and read it later." Blaise replied.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, he knows what it's like here and I'm sure he realizes that no one will be able to make contact until this afternoon after classes." Blaise really seemed to know what he was talking about; I wonder if this has happened before. Anyway, I'm sure Blaise knows what he's talking about so I ignored the letter and thought about my first class of the day.

Blaise Zabini P.O.V.

Well the arrival of the letters this morning was a shock, but the actual content of the letter was bloody shocking.

To Master Blaise Michael Zabini

Your family has already proven their worth and faithfulness which is the reason you are to be flattered and honoured to receive this personal invitation. The dark lord has requested your presence at a gathering for you and your fellow students' future. A dedicated follower will collect you from the grounds of Hogwarts on Saturday evening, eight o'clock sharp. The meeting shall commence promptly upon arrival. Formal attire is demanded.

The note was not signed, but it was obvious whom it was from. This was it. This is the letter that invites (well really demands) my presence at a meeting to make me a junior death eater. I wonder if my parents are aware that this letter has been sent. Well I'm sure that my uncle has informed them by now if they were not already aware. I really don't want to accept the dark mark, but in order to help the light side win, I must. A queasy feeling in my stomach began to bug me. I would be taking the mark of the man who had ordered my sisters' death. I had always known that this was the case; but the sudden thought of having the dark mark, his mark, permantly on my body was really freaking me out. I wonder if anyone else is freaking out as much as I am? I'm sure that Mya will be, but what about the other recruits? Are they truly loyal to the dark side? Why do I waste my time wondering about this? Its not like I can just walk up to someone and ask them if they are truly loyal.

Just then the entrance to the Slytherin chambers opened; flicking my head up I just about swore in pre-emptive annoyance. Crabbe and Goyle had entered the common room and I was really not in the mood for pretending to be on the same side as them.

"Hey Blaise," Crabbe grunted as he flopped down onto the couch next to me. I could have sworn that the end of the couch I was on actually lifted off of the ground. Goyle just nodded to me as he sat down in the seat opposite.

"Did you both get a letter?" I enquired. I'm sure that they did; Voldemort can always do with more blindly loyal followers.

"Oh yeah, I got a letter from my mum." Crabbe said. Goyle and I just burst out laughing at what he had said while he just stared back at us in confusion.

"What's so funny?!" he yelled in outrage at us.

"He means the one from you know who you pillock."

"Oh yea, that one," Crabbes' whole face had gone rather red. "We both got that one. I wonder if there will be some sort of test for us at the meeting." It had never occurred to me that there could be some task that we would be ordered to perform in order to prove our loyalty.

"Hopefully it will be easy." Goyle said.

"Why would they make a test of loyalty easy? It's going to be difficult. It will really test your dedication to him and what he is trying to achieve." I explained to them. Crabbe and Goyle weren't stupid, but they weren't the smartest people.

"Oh yeah, that makes sense."

"Anyway, I'm going to head off to find Mya and Draco; so I'll catch up with you later."

While walking out of the entrance to the common room, I was immediately knocked back. Rather confused by what had caused me to hit the floor; I glanced up. Standing there looking rather dauntingly was my Uncle.

"Are you okay Blaise?" Severus asked me as he offered me a hand up.

"Yes Uncle, I'm fine." Finding myself vertical once again, I wondered what he was doing entering the common room since he rarely entered here. I personally think that his scarce appearances are due to his thinking that the students wouldn't fear him as much if he frequently came in. As if he had sensed my confusion over his actions, he pulled me along to near by alcove.

"Find your sister and come to my rooms, knock three times." Promptly turning on his heel, his robes swirling behind him; he stormed back down the hallway glaring at the few students passing, all of whom shrunk away from him in fear.

Mya's P.O.V.

After classes I returned to my new common room. I had only just begun my assignments when Draco entered. "Hello Draco."

"Mya."

"How was your day?"

"Fine. Yours?"

"Perfect, thank you for asking." I attempted to return to my homework, but unwittingly my eyes kept drifting upwards to look at him. Watching through my eyelashes, I admired how fantastic he looked in his uniform; he had taken off his school robes so he was left in his school pants, shirt and Slytherin tie. I could visibly see his muscles rippling under his shirt and what a fantastic sight it was. Looking up to his face he caught my eye and smirked at me. I could feel my face begin to burn.

Standing up and ignoring Draco's intense stare, I walked over to the bookcase and climbed up the ladder; I wanted to retrieve one of my favourite novels from the top shelf. My fingers had only just brushed over the spine of 'Hogwarts: A History' when I felt my feet begin to slide out from underneath me. Suddenly all I can focus on is the fact that my body is falling through the air and the ground is fast approaching. With a sudden thud, I found myself looking up into Draco's eyes; they were slightly obscured by his white blond hair, which had fallen onto his face.

"Thanks." It came out in a breathy whisper.

"Are you okay?"

"I think so." He was watching me so intently, all I could do was stare into his eyes and watch him watch me. His face was only inches from mine when he had caught me, but now his nose brushed against my own. My tongue darted out, nervously licking my lips while I kept watching Draco intently. With ridiculously slow speed, our faces moved even closer to each other. As my nose brushed against his, BANG! We leapt apart as the noise echoed throughout the common room and Blaise quickly came into sight.

"Sorry about that. The portrait was really insistent that I couldn't come in at the moment, but I told them that I had to talk to you." Only after finishing that sentence did he notice our position. I was awkwardly leaning on the bookcase with Draco standing a few meters away flicking his gaze between Blaise and myself. "Did I interrupt something?"

"No mate, what makes you think that?" Draco said as he practically ran away from me. Blaise looked over at me and I shook my head; no need for him to know that anything had been going on because I still wasn't sure what his reaction would be regarding Draco and myself.

"Okay… Well Uncle Sev wanted Mya and I to go and see him. He wants to make sure that we both know what is expected of us."

"Shall we go now Blaise?" He nodded back at me. I practically ran from the common room trying to avoid any suspicion from Blaise, although from the look he was giving me now I don't think that my manoeuvre worked. "So why do we need to go and see Prof…. Uncle Severus?" This elicited another weird look from Blaise.

"Why do you think? I mean unless you regularly get letters from some evil dark lord?" He paused, gave me an appraising look with a quirk of his eyebrows. "Are you and him good pen pals?"

"Are you serious? I was simply making sure that we were going there for the same reason. For all I know you two could regularly get together for cups of tea and crumpets; you might have just decided to let me into your little group."

"I can assure you, Mya, that your brother and I don't regularly have meetings, and we most certainly do not have tea and crumpets!" Jumping in fright I looked over my shoulder; standing there practically hidden in an alcove was my uncle. I think that man gets his kicks by doing that to people; just lurking around and scaring people witless.

"What is wrong with you? Do you stand there all day just waiting for the perfect opportunity to scare someone?" I asked him, completely forgetting any respect that I should show him as not only my teacher but also my uncle.

"Yes Mya, damn! You've discovered my hidden fetish; this is what I like to do when I'm not teaching." Severus said as he attempted to hide a smirk. I'm still not use to his comical side; I doubt I ever will be.

"Would you two shut up so I can find out what is going on!" Blaise suddenly exclaimed.

"Of course, sorry about that Blaise. Let us go into my office. Now the plans your parents and I have made are as follows."

… To Be Continued

Authors Note:

Okay here are my excuses for such a long time between updates.

Had my tonsils removed on September 15th with less than 24 hours warning and I couldn't function like normal for six weeks after; then I had exams.

Moved to another city to attend University, Arts school is REALLY hard and I'm only in my first semester!

3. My beta took awhile due to personal complications, but she is back now an ready.

4. Wasn't able to upload, fanfiction had some glitch.

I decided to leave this as a half completed chapter and I swear that I will work my hardest to get the rest of it done. I figured that you would all prefer getting some of the story as opposed to none. I know what I want to write for the rest of the chapter but I'm having a bit of trouble actually writing it.

Please review and let me know what you think. I'm going to stop doing spoilers for the moment, sorry.