8th year (D.M)
I was sitting in my room reading when a house elf appeared and gave me a letter. I looked through it and saw that it was a Hogwarts letter. I scoffed and put it aside to head down to breakfast.
I walked down and saw Mum at one end of the table, another seat at the other end. I knowingly walked towards it and sat. I then inquired her about the new Hogwarts year and she almost froze at the mention.
I then finished up and went back into my room to continue reading.
*Few Months Later*
I stood on the platform as if it were only 6th year again, the first year I was a Death Eater, of course there was regret in allowing my father to persuade me. I did it to make him proud but I knew that if Voldermort was ever defeated, my name would be dragged through the mud.
I heard the conductor’s last call as I made my way on the train. I walked up and down trying to find an empty compartment when I settled on one with a sleeping girl.
“Hello? You awake? No, hmm, well I’m going to take a seat, hope you don’t mind.”
I saw the girl shift under green blankets and smiled. I settled into my seat and took a book out.
A few hours later, the train stopped and I stretched out. I saw the girl was still sleeping and I started shaking her a bit. Then she popped her head up dark brown eyes staring into mine.
She stared at me for a good few moments before her face twisted into a face of shock.
I chuckled,” I don’t look that good, do I darling?”
I was looking trying to find why her face was so similar, like a memory that I had forgotten.
I shrugged it off and told her that we were here. I grabbed my luggage and head off into the castle that would be my home for the next year.