it was a dark and gloomy night in the Malfoy Manor. Right now a meeting had been hosted by Voldemort, with all the death eaters present. Amongst them was Draco Malfoy, he was still in hogwarts and wasnt there by choice, he only attended because he was scared of Voldemort and his family got dragged into this thing with him.

These meetings were always tense, Draco being the new death eater with the dark mark still burning infectiously in his arm from last week, it put a pressure on him. Both the mark and the situation. He was the only one of his age there, or so he thought.

after the meeting everyone scattered back to where they came from and Draco returned to his room where he cried. Suddently a voice cut through the cries. It was a girl around his age. It was the daughter of Voldemort. The daughter that is hidden away and no one knew about outside of the inner circle. And now Draco was about to meet her.

"Are you okay?" she asked