"Okay, great. So do you think the letter's okay? Do you think it'll lessen the blow?"
                          
Millie bit her lip and scanned the letter once more. "Well... it'd definitely be better to tell them in person, but this looks like the best we've got. Let's just home they take it well. Have you talked to Martin, yet?"
                          
"Yeah," Lucinda said. "He said he'd help, and that he wanted us to stay together." She sighed, "But he doesn't want to get married or anything until we're done with school and college. He doesn't want us to rush into anything."
                          
"Do his parents know?" Millie forked a piece of bacon and brought it to her lips.
                          
"Yeah. They're not exactly thrilled, but they aren't mad either." Lucinda fiddled with her fingers, "I'm nervous about my parents."
                          
"It'll be alright," Millie comforted her by placing a hand on the older girl's shoulder. 
                          
"I hope so."
                          
-
                          
Millie felt the wind whistle past her ears as she darted for the snitch. Regulus' laugh rang out as he pasted her, his fingers reaching for the snitch as well. The two of them had decided to go through a few quidditch drills in place of a date. Whoever caught the snitch first had to pay for food during the next date at Hogsmeade, which Regulus had promised to take her on to make up for the last trip.
                          
As the chase quickly came to an end, with Regulus' hand wrapped around the snitch, Millie slowed down. As her feet touched the grass, Regulus held the snitch out cockily, "There's a reason I'm Slytherin's best seeker."
                          
"Shut up," Millie threw back at him, her eyes mirthful. She grabbed her bottle of water and sat on the ground to take a sip.
                          
Regulus laughed. He snapped the snitch back into it's wooden box and walked over to Millie. Then he nicked the bottle from her hands and poured it over his head. 
                          
"Ew! Regulus!" Millie squealed as water droplets hit her face. "Don't be gross!"
                          
Regulus chuckled and finally sat beside her. His leaned his head against hers and sighed. "It's so nice to hang out with you for a change."
                          
"As oppose to Mulciber, Avery, and Snape?" Millie asked.
                          
"Yes," groaned Regulus, "They don't smell good at all. Also, they really want me to break up with you. It's annoying."
                          
"Wait, what?" Millie turned her entire body so that she could look her boyfriend in the eyes, "Why do they care if we're dating?"
                          
Regulus shrugged, "Well, you know, you aren't exactly on our side. Plus you hang out with my brother and his friends more than you hang out with me and mine."
                          
"That's because I don't like your friends," Millie retorted. "And I'm not hanging out with Sirius or his friends, I'm hanging out with Benji and Demetria. The others are just tagging along."
                          
"I've seen you talk to the others when Benji and Demetria weren't there." 
                          
"What are you getting at, Regulus?" Millie sounded angry. 
                          
"I'm just saying maybe you should leave your friends and come hang out with us. Become one of us."
                          
"One of you? Do you honestly think I want to be under You-Know-Who?"
                          
"But you'll be with me. I'm sure it won't even be that bad," Regulus said. "Plus, when the war is over, you'll be on the winning side."
                          
"War?" Millie scoffed, shoving his arm away. "Why is there going to be a war?"
                          
"Why do you think we're all leaving our seventh year?" He referred to himself and his friends who were all claiming to follow You-Know-Who. "We're going to become Death Eaters and join the ranks."