On the day in question of the “Battle of the Seven Potters” the Malfoy Manor was quiet. Pius Thicknesse was working under the orders of my father although few knew that he had been put under the Imperius curse. I was soon to start training with the Aurors. I hadn’t seen my friends much and only just managed to get to the Tonk’s wedding and back undetected.

I wanted to go home. I wanted to see George, to see all the Weasleys. I wanted to laugh and joke and smile. I wanted to fly on a broom and play quidditch, despite being terrible at it. Most of all I was desperate to get away from the house of gloom.

There was no way that I could be let out. The Manor is enchanted. I knew that in order to leave the house was to tell the truth. I timed it so that I walked in on a meeting he was having.