"I know that you are all wondering why I called you here. Some may know and some may not. But I need you to go to the last fight with Voldemort." Dumbledore's voice rang through the now slient room. Though there were only 4 people in the room, it sounded like there was millions.
Draco Malfoy stood in a corner, listening to what Dumbledore said. He had just turned to the good side and now he was going to expose himself to Voldemort as a traitor and risk his life. No pressure, right?
He sighed and ran a hand through his slick blond hair. Dumbledore looked at everyone in that room. "Harry. Spirit. Draco. I chose you because I know you are the bravest and strongest. You are all willing to do this, right? I will not force you to do this." said Dumbledore, looking at each of them.
They all nooded, but remained silent. "Well, you all should get ready. We leave in 2 months. Bid your friends good-bye. I have written a letter to each of your parents, explaining what is going on." said Dumbledore. Draco's head snapped up.
Dumbledore just smiled warmly at him. He knew that Dumbldore didn't tell his parents. He knew that but he still couldn't help but worry. He hadn't told his parents what he had done.
But how could he? Everyone knew that they were the biggest supporters of Voldemort. As far as they knew, Draco supported the Dark Lord too. Dumbledore looked at each of them again.
"If we acomplish our mission and return, you will all recieve an award for your help in defeating the Dark Lord. I am not going to promise you that you will all return safely, because some of you may not. But if you do not, you will always be remembered in the hearts of every witch and wizard out there." Dumbledore whispered.
Draco felt a chill go down his spine. He knew that there was a chance that he or someone else might die, but he'd rather not think about it and be reminded of it. They all nodded and one by one, they walked out of the office, knowing that they might never live to see it again.
Draco Malfoy stood in a corner, listening to what Dumbledore said. He had just turned to the good side and now he was going to expose himself to Voldemort as a traitor and risk his life. No pressure, right?
He sighed and ran a hand through his slick blond hair. Dumbledore looked at everyone in that room. "Harry. Spirit. Draco. I chose you because I know you are the bravest and strongest. You are all willing to do this, right? I will not force you to do this." said Dumbledore, looking at each of them.
They all nooded, but remained silent. "Well, you all should get ready. We leave in 2 months. Bid your friends good-bye. I have written a letter to each of your parents, explaining what is going on." said Dumbledore. Draco's head snapped up.
Dumbledore just smiled warmly at him. He knew that Dumbldore didn't tell his parents. He knew that but he still couldn't help but worry. He hadn't told his parents what he had done.
But how could he? Everyone knew that they were the biggest supporters of Voldemort. As far as they knew, Draco supported the Dark Lord too. Dumbledore looked at each of them again.
"If we acomplish our mission and return, you will all recieve an award for your help in defeating the Dark Lord. I am not going to promise you that you will all return safely, because some of you may not. But if you do not, you will always be remembered in the hearts of every witch and wizard out there." Dumbledore whispered.
Draco felt a chill go down his spine. He knew that there was a chance that he or someone else might die, but he'd rather not think about it and be reminded of it. They all nodded and one by one, they walked out of the office, knowing that they might never live to see it again.