Mysterious Happenings
Disclaimer: I don't own it. I'm not making any money. You can sue if you want. The only thing of value I have is my son and you'd pay me to take him back. :P
Rated R for language, violence and sexual situations.
Summary: Draco's 7th year, Ginny's 6th. Draco's father and Voldemort need him to seduce Ginny to the dark side. Will he succeed or will he end up doing anything to make sure she stays safe and out of their hands?
The 1st few chapters will be short. I'm doing them as a POV to show whats going on in the minds of the characters and the story. Or parts of the story anyway.. Can't have to much info at once now can I? But after that, the story will pick up and I'll have normal length chapters. Now, onto the story. That is why you're here after all, correct?
Chapter 1: Draco
The sky was black. The only light source coming from the streaks of lightning after the roll of thunder. Rain poured down from the clouds drenching the figure sitting on the edge of the cliff. He knew he should go back to the Manor before he caught a cold, but he just couldn't, not yet anyway. Besides, the storm mathced his mood at the moment. Dark. Dangerous. Furious.
Why, you ask did the storm match his mood perfectly? Dark because that was the path that his thoughts and feelings were taking. Dangerous... well, he was a Malfoy, was he not? Furious. That was for a few different reasons. The main one being that his father and Voldermort decided it was time for him to become a Death Eater. Like he wanted to be one of those. He didn't need a ugly tattoo marring his lily white body, thank you very much. Then there was some stupid test that he had to pass. Why would he need to pass a test to be something that any moron could be? All you needed to be able to do was point a wand and know some dark spells. A five year old could do that.
But mainly he was furious with his father. The great Lucius Malfoy. His father had raised him to beleive that as a Malfoy you bowed down to no one. Yet here he was doing just that to some Mudblood. Kissing the ass of the very thing they detested. It made no sense to him. He was always talking about the purity of blood. Was Voldemort a pure blood? Hell no. He was the bane of the pure bloods. Thinking of all this brings him back to this test.
"Like I can seduce a fucking Weasly," he thought, "As if I would be able to get her away from the 'Golden Trio' anyway."
Apparently the Dark Lord needed the youngest Weasly, Virginia, for some reason or another. Something to do with what happened five years ago when the Chamber of Secrets was opened.
Draco snorted. He thought that this being his seventh and last year at Hogwarts that it would be relatively easy. How wrong he had been. He wished just once that he could live his own life. If only for a little while.
"Why would I want to do this anyway? I'd have to scrub my skin raw and burn every thing that filth touched. It's not as if she or anyone else would beleive I've changed anyway. Not to mention that when this doesnt' work and I take her anyway by force at the end of year, I'm going to be the one that they suspect. Great. Now I'm talking to myself. I'm going just as crazy as those two idiots.
He sat there a little bit longer contemplating his choices. He could do this and risk a life sentence in Azkaban. Or he could not do this and face the wrath of his father and Voldemort. And his father could be one demented, twisted, sick son of a bitch. Even when it came to his own family. He'd take his chances with Azkaban.
Resigned, he got up and started to make his way back to the Manor. Hopefully Voldemort will already be gone and his father will be in bed. He didn't want to have to deal with him until tomorrow when it was time to head back to school.
TBC: Please review and tell me what you think. Remember, this is my 1st fanficiton story, so try to be gentle. Flames will be used to make the little man that's in my computer run faster. :P:P
Disclaimer: I don't own it. I'm not making any money. You can sue if you want. The only thing of value I have is my son and you'd pay me to take him back. :P
Rated R for language, violence and sexual situations.
Summary: Draco's 7th year, Ginny's 6th. Draco's father and Voldemort need him to seduce Ginny to the dark side. Will he succeed or will he end up doing anything to make sure she stays safe and out of their hands?
The 1st few chapters will be short. I'm doing them as a POV to show whats going on in the minds of the characters and the story. Or parts of the story anyway.. Can't have to much info at once now can I? But after that, the story will pick up and I'll have normal length chapters. Now, onto the story. That is why you're here after all, correct?
Chapter 1: Draco
The sky was black. The only light source coming from the streaks of lightning after the roll of thunder. Rain poured down from the clouds drenching the figure sitting on the edge of the cliff. He knew he should go back to the Manor before he caught a cold, but he just couldn't, not yet anyway. Besides, the storm mathced his mood at the moment. Dark. Dangerous. Furious.
Why, you ask did the storm match his mood perfectly? Dark because that was the path that his thoughts and feelings were taking. Dangerous... well, he was a Malfoy, was he not? Furious. That was for a few different reasons. The main one being that his father and Voldermort decided it was time for him to become a Death Eater. Like he wanted to be one of those. He didn't need a ugly tattoo marring his lily white body, thank you very much. Then there was some stupid test that he had to pass. Why would he need to pass a test to be something that any moron could be? All you needed to be able to do was point a wand and know some dark spells. A five year old could do that.
But mainly he was furious with his father. The great Lucius Malfoy. His father had raised him to beleive that as a Malfoy you bowed down to no one. Yet here he was doing just that to some Mudblood. Kissing the ass of the very thing they detested. It made no sense to him. He was always talking about the purity of blood. Was Voldemort a pure blood? Hell no. He was the bane of the pure bloods. Thinking of all this brings him back to this test.
"Like I can seduce a fucking Weasly," he thought, "As if I would be able to get her away from the 'Golden Trio' anyway."
Apparently the Dark Lord needed the youngest Weasly, Virginia, for some reason or another. Something to do with what happened five years ago when the Chamber of Secrets was opened.
Draco snorted. He thought that this being his seventh and last year at Hogwarts that it would be relatively easy. How wrong he had been. He wished just once that he could live his own life. If only for a little while.
"Why would I want to do this anyway? I'd have to scrub my skin raw and burn every thing that filth touched. It's not as if she or anyone else would beleive I've changed anyway. Not to mention that when this doesnt' work and I take her anyway by force at the end of year, I'm going to be the one that they suspect. Great. Now I'm talking to myself. I'm going just as crazy as those two idiots.
He sat there a little bit longer contemplating his choices. He could do this and risk a life sentence in Azkaban. Or he could not do this and face the wrath of his father and Voldemort. And his father could be one demented, twisted, sick son of a bitch. Even when it came to his own family. He'd take his chances with Azkaban.
Resigned, he got up and started to make his way back to the Manor. Hopefully Voldemort will already be gone and his father will be in bed. He didn't want to have to deal with him until tomorrow when it was time to head back to school.
TBC: Please review and tell me what you think. Remember, this is my 1st fanficiton story, so try to be gentle. Flames will be used to make the little man that's in my computer run faster. :P:P