I don't know what to think. I was never very close with Dumbledore, but I wasn't happy to see him dead before me. "Anna darling?" Draco asks me. "Are you alright? You've hardly touched your food." I force a smile. We're eating supper at Malfoy Manor with Draco's parents. It's exactly as you'd expect it to be. Mega awkward. "I'm fine love, just... lost in thought." I reply dreamily. I'm thinking about my father. I wonder how he's coping with the Dark Lord. I haven't talked to him in months and I miss him. I lay my fork and knife on my plate and thank Narcissa and Lucius for having me to eat. I stand up and push my chair in, getting ready to leave so I can apparate back. "Where are you going dear?" asks Narcissa. "Oh! I was going to apparate back to Hogsmeade and-" I say but Draco inreru

