Dude. The Pensevies aint got nothing on you. Aslan is the God
Helenia watched the manor for hours until-at last, she saw her parents, she took out her wand and dissaperated into her room, quickly changed and fell into her huge double bed, she heard the crack downstairs and closed her eyes as she heard footsteps up the stairway and outside her door, her mother opened her bedroom door, downstairs, now, she snapped, we need a family meeting. I'm not going Helenia responded, to hell you are. Downstairs, now. Nope she said beliginterelly. Fine, you are joining the death eaters, end of story, her mother told her before turning on her heel, hey what the hell? she said to the now closed door, urgh! she screamed at the wall before hitting her head against her pile of pillows and throwing all her posestions against the wall, watching them smash into small pieces.
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