Prologue

Lydia Lestrange is a Deatheater. Nobody knows. That's the point. Not even her closest friends, Mattheo Riddle, Theodore Nott, and Draco Malfoy. Nobody knows. Until now.

This is my first story on Wattpad, so I'm kind of a noob. If you have any suggestions or tips to improve the story, feel free to share with me.

Also, I feel really bad because I'm getting a new email and I can't respond to comments, so please don't feel offended if I 'ignore' your comments, because I do see them.