The V.A.
Pansy nodded, vigorously. The idea was brilliant. Absolutely brilliant. If Potter and his friends could, why couldn’t they? “Tonight, then?” asked Draco. Pansy nodded.
It seemed as if the day dragged on. Finally, it was time. Pansy and Daphne through the powder into the fireplace and yelled, “Parkinson Estate!” Instantly, they began to move, passing through various fireplaces. They arrived at the Estate, brushed themselves off, and went to the dungeon to help Draco set up. Tracey was coming later, with Theodore. There were definitely perks to always being home alone.
“I’m glad you could all come,” said Draco, once everybody had arrived. “When I tell you to, get into groups of two- to criticize each other- and practice.”
“What
are we practicing?” asked a fourth year.
Draco gave him a calculating look. He didn’t say anything for a moment, through a smirk slowly appeared on his face. They boy continued looking expectantly.
“
Morsmordre!”
Pansy stared at the mark in awe, her mouth slightly open. She wished
she could do that. Then she realized she was about to learn.
“Form your groups,” said Draco.
Pansy grinned. “Draco….”
*For Lillith again... She knows why...
