I sat on my bed randomly scribbling on a piece of paper, just letting my mind wander, when I heard my father's voice calling me.

"Draco!"

"Coming father!" I called back. I sat up and made my way downstairs.

"Draco- what the bloody hell are you wearing?" My father exclaimed

"Wha-" I looked down and realized I was wearing my pajama's, a plaid black and white flannel with all the buttons unbuttoned (using my sleeves to cover the Mark, even though it was the middle of summer) and  a black pair of pants A/N that's literally what I'm wearing right now haha

"Oh um..." I stuttered

"Nevermind, I don't care enough, just change when we are done talking. I called you down here to discuss with you your plans for your mission."

Oh... right my mission...

"Well I was thinking that we could..." I trailed off, trying to quickly come up with some sort of idea to tell father

"You don't have a plan yet, do you, Draco?"

"Not... exactly father..."

"Draco, you start school again in two weeks. Are you really that idiotic that you can't think of any way to sneak Death Eaters into the school?"

"I'm sorry father. I just can't see anyway to get the Death Eaters into school." I lied. I haven't thought of it at all, in fact, I've purposely been trying not to think about it.

"Well, I'm not supposed to help you, but I will tell you that there is a set of vanishing cabinets. One of them is in Hogwarts. The other is somewhere in Diagon Alley. All you have to do is find the one in Diagon Alley."

"Ok father. Thank you."

"You are very welcome. Now, go get dressed, we are going to eat dinner soon."

"Yes father." I said, walking out of the room and back upstairs.

I walked into my closet and started changing into a black suit, the whole time thinking about my conversation with father.

How did he know that there is a Vanishing Cabinet at school? And why is he helping me with my mission?

I finished changing into my suit and then sat back down, scribbling on the paper again, trying to collect my thoughts, when a house-elf appeared in my room.

"It's time for dinner, Master Draco."

"Oh yes, thank you."

"Of course Master Draco." And the house-elf left.

I walked down to dinner, and saw my mother already sitting down at the table. I sat down across from her and waited for my father.

A couple minutes later, my father walked in and sat down at the head of the table. As soon as he sat down, the food appeared on the table. We all served ourselves, and waited for my father to take the first bite, because... I don't know, it's just what we do.

About halfway through dinner, my father cleared his throat to get our attention, and Mother and I turned and looked at him.

"So, the Dark Lord has a request for us." My father told us

"What is it darling?" Mother asked My father

"The Dark Lord wishes to use the Manor for a place for him and a couple Death Eaters as a place to stay"

Hey peeps. So, another story update. Yay? So you know how Draco was scribbling on some paper? Yeah you wanna know how I got that idea. I was scribbling on a piece of paper, trying to come up with ideas for this story, at 2:00 in the morning. So, yeah. I'm unoriginal. Yay. So I'm gonna go now, yeah. K bye.

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