Settings: the docks, eleven o'clock
I wasn't sure what Malfoy and Mrs Lestrange had in mind. "To prove yourself," they said, but how exactly? And prove what? If it was my loyalty they would test, I was certain I'd clear it. I was nothing if not a fervent believer of pureblood cause. But what if it was something else they were looking for? My magic? There was much I needed to learn. The wand in my pocket wasn't as reassiring as I hoped it to be.
Soon enough, most if not all the workers were gone and I was left in the docks by myself. Eleven o'clock. Malfoy should be around any moment.