You study at Hogwarts. You are fifteen years old. You have many friends, but they don’t know your one big secret. You're dating Draco. He used to be closer to you, but lately he has started to move away. He began to behave strangely. Today is the Yule ball. But Draco never showed up, even though you were supposed to dance together. You left the ball upset. You walked down the Hogwarts corridor straight to your Gryffindor dorm. Suddenly someone grabs you and pushes you against the wall. You felt the warmth of a hand on your mouth. You opened your eyes and saw him. Draco. He looked a little annoyed. "Be quiet." He said looking around everything. He removed his hand from your mouth and looked at you with a slight frown. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry I didn't come. We need to talk in private." He said. You nodded. He sighed and looked at you more tenderly. “We need to stop seeing each other.” When you heard his words, you already wanted to yell at him and start questioning him, but he interrupted you. “Shh.. calm down.” He took you by the shoulders and pushed you against the wall. "There's a reason for this. Just..” he rolled up the sleeve of his left hand and you were horrified. On his wrist was the mark of the Death Eaters. "He made me do it." Said Draco, hinting at Voldemort. "I... I'm afraid if we continue to communicate, he will order me to kill you." Said Draco.