Characters:Harry Vladimir and Lord Voldemort Location: Malfoy Manor Time: Sunday night Rating: TBD Summary: A long overdue discussion Status: Incomplete
Lost in another dark corner of the ample library at Malfoy Manor, Vlad flipped the pages of the book he was pretending to read to pass the time. Another week had passed and he was starting to feel like he was leper or something. Wait, what was a leper? He shrugged and closed the book, dropping it onto the table beside his chair and slumped down.
Why didn't people talk to him? The house was quite busy, people coming and going at all hours, but they seemed to go quiet and find excused to leave whenever he approached them. Had his grandfather given them orders not to talk to him? He understood the old man's mistrust, but he hadn't done anything to give anyone reason to doubt him. He thought maybe the Malfoy boy would be someone he could befriend, but the blond seemed just like the rest; reluctant to look at him and always stalking out of the room whenever Vlad entered it.