The room is already filled with people and we are being watched. This afternoon I wanted to try on a dress and took it to the stall, I looked at myself in the mirror and it was beautiful. It wasn’t until Pansy stuck her head inside and told me I couldn’t wear it, that I noticed that it didn’t have any straps and my Dark Mark was visible. I hate that I am so used to the ugly thing that I didn’t even notice it.