The weeks fly by and before I know it we are having the last meeting of the summer. We have been training a lot, fighting against other Death Eaters, learning to fight, shift and fight as our animals and shift back to fight it as a human. I am even learning to use a bow, it might be a muggle weapon, but I love adding magic to it. I coat the tips in poison and use spells to make them even more lethal. The Dark Lord watches me as I train, but he barely talks to me, I don’t mind it.