Et in lacum leonum missi sunt
Draco stood by the fireplace like he always did during what felt like mandatory Death Eater gatherings. He had stood here before he had been assigned the task of killing Albus Dumbledore. He had been a different man back then. He let out a silent chuckle. He had been a kid.
Draco ran. He ran as fast as his feet would move. He ran so fiercely he thought he could fly with the slightest jump. Red flashes cut through the air around him like swords being wielded for a fight. They would crash against a tree lighting the dark woods around him in deep maroons. The wet earth crunched beneath his feet while curses well yelled at him.
Maria Alvarado is a 20 year old aspiring dreamer. Painfully delusional to the point of recklessness….