Draco Malfoy's last hope
Since that autumn, a shadow had been cast over Hogwarts. The castle, once filled with youthful laughter, was now under the cold rule of the Dark Side. Voldemort's influence was felt in every corner: the Carrows patrolled the corridors with cruel glee, punishments were commonplace, and the air itself seemed to have become heavier. No one spoke freely anymore, no one dared to contradict openly. I, however, was not like the other students. My name – Arianna Ambrosius – carried weight, ancient and powerful. My family was held in high esteem among the Death Eaters, and Voldemort himself had made it unmistakably clear that neither a scratch nor a thoughtless word was to be inflicted on me. I was treated with a mixture of reverence and fear, and Lucius Malfoy always followed me like a shadow, appointed by the Dark Lord to guard me. He did it with a zeal that went beyond mere duty,...
About Draco Malfoy's last hope
Since that autumn, a shadow had been cast over Hogwarts. The castle, once filled with youthful laughter, was now under the cold rule of the Dark Side. Voldemort's influence was felt in every corner: the Carrows patrolled the corridors with cruel glee, punishments were commonplace, and the air itself seemed to have become heavier. No one spoke fr...Read more