Episode 7 My owl Featherbeak flutters through the window and a scorll lands in front of me. It’s got a pure blood emblem on it. I open it and in neat handwriting reads: The anual Christmas pure blood ball has come! All twenty eight pure blood families of england may participate: • Abbott • Avery • Black • Bulstrode • Burke • Carrow • Crouch • Fawley • Flint • Gaunt • Greengrass • Lestrange • Longbottom • Macmillan • Malfoy • Nott • Ollivander • Parkinson • Prewett • Rosier • Rowle • Selwyn • Shacklebolt • Shafiq • Slughorn • Travers • W̶e̶a̶s̶l̶e̶y̶ • Yaxley We most graciously welcome you to bring a gues to the malfoy manor if you please. As long as accepted by our guards our trolls. Yours sincerely, (not really) Lucius Armand malfoy I groan, every year father hosts a ball for the pure blood families of England. ‘Ball?’ Virgo asks curiously. ‘Father invites all pure blood families of england - yes even ollivander.' Virgo had his finger on the name ollivander, his mouth agape. ’They’ve been invited since 382 B.C- when they first opened their shop. And yes Celeste will be there. Father will approve of you. Anything for him to be able to rise in the dark lord’s ranks. because as far as I know right now Aunt Bellatrix is his most loyal one.’ Virgo snorts. A week later I take Virgo into the drive of the Manor. father allowed Draco two guests. Crabbe and Goyle. Father had the peacocks about AND reindeers. ‘Damn! what’s your father doing with his life?’ Virgo asks. ‘What’s your father doing with his huh?’ Virgo nods, ‘fairrrr’ I see Celeste skip up holding hands with her grandfather. ‘Hallo there Lynx!’ she wore a beautiful icy blue dress which matched her hair, which right now was in a very complicated updo. I look down at my clothes- a back robe. When I was little I would jinx mother when she tried to force a dress over my head. she’d just walk away smiling. Celeste skipped up to me and Virgo. ‘Awww you both look so cute together!’ she exclaimed her charmed glitter fluttering around her. «Come on Gramps! Now I need to show you my scheme of no dragon heartstring!’ Virgo gave Mr Ollivander a sympathtic smile as Celeste dragged him my the wrist, talking vividly about taking over a shop. when i walked in Father opened his arms. ’There you are! evereyone’s been talking about you!’ he hugged me and shook virgo’s hand. 'And me! And me! Everyone’s been talking about me as well! Right father?’ Draco shouted. He cocked his head up like a V.I.P (which in my books stands for very irritating person). I saw mother talking with Mrs Abott, Mrs prewett, Mrs parkinson and Mrs Bullstrode. I also saw a huddle of old women patting Anastasia’s head sympathtically. ‘I for one, wouldn’t even bear thinking that a poor young girl like you has lost her father in azkaban!’ they cooed. Anastasia looked like she could consider hexing them. She bared her teeth. I saw Celeste talking with father. He looked on the verge of falling asleep. 'and that is why I beleive that dragon heartstring MUSN'T ON ANY CONDITIONS be used in wands.’ she finished sweetly. He suddenly jolted awake. She put a hand on her heart and whispered with such grief, ‘the poor darlings! What wand do you have Mr Malfoy?’ she inquired curiously. ‘I-uh… dragon heartstring.’ he murmered guiltily. She gasped and faltered into a surprised Draco. ‘You-you dare?’ tears filled her eyes. ‘Um- have you tried the Dragon meat Pies? oh wait- i- i meant the butterbeer!’ Father said cheerfully. Tears spilled down Celeste’s face. ‘with all due respect I’m afraid you’ve ruined my appetite Mr Malfoy.’ she sobbed and retreated to the vegetarian section. ‘I feel somewhat… sympathy for her.’ I sighed and left virgo in a very uncomfortable position with draco. I ran to the vegetarian section (though i’d usually be snaking on dragon pies- I decided now was not the moment) ‘You know- I think anti dragon heartstring, that’s a pretty thoughtful, kind and… er… smart idea? Yeah, it’s really clever! I have a pheonix feather. I most feel pity for the dragons being hunted it’s simply horrific!’ Celeste’s eyes light up, she stops sobbing immeadiately, jumps up, and loops her arm through mine. I rub my neck awkwardly. ‘Would you like to hear my vision of a non dragon heartstring world?’ she says bouncing up and down. ‘Oh- uh, look at the time! it’s 10pm I better tell mother that it’s time for the house elves to start putting out dinner! We’ll talk later how about! See ya!’ I walk back to virgo, he’s talking to father. ‘So, Virgo. How’s your father?’ ‘Oh, you know. Busy. Plotting the downfall of the wizarding world. Standard stuff.’ Virgo says awkwardly. The party starts winding down and people start leaving at around 12:00am. ‘See ya!’ Anastasia calls out as she and Aunt Bellatrix walk out. Finally, the one event that I dread has past. A whole year since I have to face that again. There’s only one week left of holidays though.
