Anastasia Riddle was born into the world of upper-class purebloods. Being the daughter of the one and only Dark Lord himself, Anastasia finds herself pressured by the high expectations that her mother and father had set for her.
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~Draco's Point Of View~
This was it.
Today was the day.
I was going to become a Death Eater.
I didn't want to get out of bed, but my mother was calling for me. Eventually, she came to my room to wake me.
"Draco." She whispered.
I opened my eyes a little bit to see her, and unfortunately, she saw.
"You need to get up, sweetheart." She said, leaning down to the bed.
"Five minutes," I said, rolling back over.
"Fine." She said, "But if I don't see you in the dining room in five minutes, I will come back."
Then, before I could say anything, she left.
I got out of bed and walked to my closet. There I grabbed one of my usual black suits and got dressed. Once I was dressed, I flicked my wand, and the spell styled my hair into my usual everyday look.
I sluggishly walked down the stairs to breakfast.
I could barely eat my breakfast. I wanted to puke just thinking about today. I prayed Anastasia wouldn't be there. The last thing I wanted was for her to see me in pain. Also, I would hate myself if I were to scream while getting it. As much as my mother tried to make getting the mark sound easy, I knew what happened to men before me who had gotten it.
I had heard horror stories about men who were never the same after getting it and how the pain of getting it drove some crazy.
In her letter, Anastasia told me that her father would not be giving me a difficult task and that getting marked would not be as horrible as people say. But, I had a gut feeling she was wrong. As much as I trusted Stas, I couldn't get myself to believe what she had said in her apology letter. I couldn't tell if she had said those things to try and calm me down or because she believed them.
This was something that never seemed to exit my mind. The thought of the Dark Lord lying to Stas worried me.
~Anastasia's Point Of View~
Another day, another amazing outfit.
Today, it was a black silk pantsuit. Today's meeting was earlier than usual since it was only a few people coming. My father would not be here for this meeting since he was off doing other things. Currently, my godfather and I were walking into the Malfoy Manor. I decided to bring Chloe since she had not been out in a while.
