Chapter one
I needed to run. I needed to get out of there. If I didn’t I was going to get out I was going straight back to Azkaban. The streets were blurring at the pace of my run. I knew in my bones that I could not run for much longer. I sprinted, I was near. I could get out of here alive. I passed the bridge and turned back making sure they couldn’t see me. I clambered up the ladder and laid down flat on the roof.
“where has he gone?” a ruff voice shouted.
”mate I don’t know. But I can’t run for any longer so let’s just stage it that he jumped off the bridge or something,” another voice shouted back at him. I didn’t dare breath through any of this. I heard footsteps walk past the roof and then they disappeared. A car started and the car drove away. I was free! I breathed a sigh of relief and then apparated to the Malfoy Manor. I walked into the secret room at the very back of the house and knocked on the door three times.
”Ah, Mattheo. How did the mission go?” My father asked me.
“He’s dead, though I had the Ministry at my tail. They are going to stage it as if I jumped off the bridge,” I replied.
“Good. He’s dead and now we can go back to plotting how to kill Harry Potter. He does think I am dead again after all.”
“ Mattheo you may go now,” his father adds.
Mattheo leaves the room and heads straight for his best friends room. Draco Malfoy had always been his number one supporter since the first day they met. All of his other friends were either to scared to talk to him or in awe of him. Malfoy had been the only one brave enough to stand his ground. He knocked on the door and Malfoy opened it.
”Did it go well?”
“yeah. Have any fire whiskey mate?”
”yep.”
Malfoy hands him the whiskey and then sits on the sofa. Mattheo sits opposite him.
”I heard that Harry Potters younger sister is coming to Hogwarts this year?” Malfoy informs him.
”younger sister?”
”yep.”
”how do you know?”
”my sister goes to Beaxbautons and she told me that she was coming to Hogwarts this year. Apparently she is extremely pretty so that’s always a plus!”
”that doesn’t mean anything to me mate,” Mattheo replies. He had fucked many girls but he would never date one. Especially if they were a Potter. He had no reasons to after all! Girls were disgusting in his eyes. They were over emotional, but the girls at Hogwarts were an easy fuck. The two boys got drunk and talked about their crappy days. They then went to their rooms and fell into a deep slumber before their train ride to Hogwarts.