Death Eater meetings were an occasional occurrence in your family’s house, being the child of extremely devoted followers of the Dark Lord.

Today was different though, Mattheo wasn’t paying any attention to his father’s words but was instead staring at you. His expression completely unreadable. During the meeting you stole some glances too.

After the meeting you lay on your bed, reading a book about magical creatures until you heard someone entering your room.

"Staring problem, Darling?"