Chapter 17

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Summer, 1994

*Third Person's POV*

"Kelsie," Voldemort's voiced hissed through the silence of the room. "What a surprise to see you here. What brings you? Especially without your father."

"I want to become an apprentice or something of the sort to you." Kelsie hesitated to give her reasoning to coming alone. She didn't want her father to know, or anyone else. Her father would be totally against her doing this, but she had her own reasons.

Voldemort, he was bit shocked, but he knew that Kelsie would always come around to succumb to the Dark Lord; that she would follow in her father's footsteps. As would her children and their children and so on and so forth. "I see." He looked around the room, looking for nothing, but thinking. "Come, child."

Kelsie quietly walked forward, doing as Voldemort had said. He swiped out his wand with his right hand as his left gripped her left wrist, bringing her left forearm close to the tip of his wand. Voldemort muttered some words as soon and Kelsie winced in pain.

The Death Eater symbol moved on her arm, forever a part of her body. She will forever be scarred.

"Welcome, Kelsie."

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