Ashley sat cross-legged on her bed, leaning against a bundle of pillows with Moko lounging beside her as his Engorgio'd self. She had her mirror laid out in front of her as she whipped out her wand to duplicate it. In about an hour or so, she would be meeting with the Dark Lord who, hopefully, would look less like the snake-faced parasite she first saw. He would need a mirror to communicate with if they were to work together. She didn't want Dumbledore knowing anything if he were to suddenly go through her mail. Also, she had no desire to have another encounter with the owl Voldemort sent. That owl had to be a transfigured snake. If not, Ashley would be very worried where Voldemort found the creature. It was odd, and it was creepy, and she was completely fine with never having to see it ever again. She usually loved animals, that was a given, but that owl was too much.