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Summary: A failed ritual screws everyone over. No Slash.

Main Characters: James, Harry and Lily Potter, Severus Snape, Draco Malfoy, Voldemort (obviously ^_~)

Keywords: Fallen angels, Wrong Boy Who Lived, Voldie's Apprentice

Disclaimer: I hope you don't mind if this is the last time I put this disclaimer up. I don't own anything. This has nothing to do with Forked Road. THIS FANFIC IS AU! Please don't pick on details I might get wrong (like what the horcruxes are or how many horcruxes they have, or that my idea of London is not exactly London etc.) Fanfics are AU to some extent. Otherwise, they wouldn't be called Fanfics. Some OOCs. I HAVE SHORT CHAPTERS!

A/N: I won't be able to update this as fast as I did Forked Road. I only have two other chapters so far. (I had 30k worth of words when I started posting Forked Road). Yes, I know - Possibly long lead time for short chapters = frustration. I'm sorry, I'm a work in progress. I'll try my hardest.


Warning: Talk of sacrificial attempted murder and suicide. If you don't want to read about it then go to the end of the chapter and read the summary at the end.

Prelude to Troubled Times

"Master Lucius is be telling Telly to be telling Master Draco that Master Lucius be waiting for Master Draco in the dungeons." A small female elf dressed in rags said to one Draco Malfoy who had been reading a book on soul magic, a task set to him by his father, Lucius Malfoy.

"The dungeons? Do you know why?" Draco asked with a frown. As far as he knew his father had not acquired any new prisoners in the recent past.

"Telly does not know, Master Draco."

Without even a thank you, Draco Malfoy exited his large, but rather cold room.

Draco Malfoy entered the ante-chamber of the dungeons. It was where Lucius and his associates usually tortured his prisoners before sending them to their dark and damp cells.

"You're late," Lucius said with a hint of anger when he saw Draco arrive. The ante-chamber was empty save for a table made of stone and marble in the centre of the room which led to more confusion on Draco's part.

"I apologize father. I came as soon as I was told." Draco said contritely, if only to try and avoid a punishment. Lucius was always strict when it comes to manners and punctuality. Actually, he's strict and hard-to-please in all aspects of his life; a quality that led to a distant relationship between him and Draco. Draco was always trying to please him. However, lately, he's only been doing it to avoid punishment.

"Give me your wand," Lucius ordered. Draco looked at him in askance. "Why father? You've always taught me to keep my wand at all times."

"Just give it to me Draco! That's an order!" Lucius barked. Draco flinched but decided that giving up his wand is more dangerous than defying his death eater of a father.

"No," Draco whispered. "What did you say?" Lucius asked threatningly.

Draco in a burst of courage yelled, "I said no Father! I won't give up my wand unless you tell me what you're going to do with it and with me!" Draco's eyes widened as he realized what he just did. He just defied his father. He was surely going to be disowned now.

"Tut tut, seems like I have a very naughty nephew Lucy," said a high-pitched voice, much like the sound of scratching on a blackboard. Draco turned around to see his Aunt Bellatrix with her wand trained on Draco. Unconsciously, Draco stepped back.

"Incarcareous!" Bellatrix shouted. Draco ducked, narrowly missing Bellatrix's spell, only to roll over to avoid his father's stupefy.

"Why are you doing this?" Draco asked as he avoided a stupefy and sent his own.

"Little Drakie is fighting back? Should be fun!" Bellatrix said as she laughed and sent five more spells. Draco put up a shield that broke on Bella's third spell. Fortunately, he was able to avoid it.

"Lucius, you seem to be having a tough time with your child, Imperio!" Another voice shouted. Draco did not expect the new attacker and so fell into a slump as the Imperius took over him.

Drop your wand and go to the table.

What's that?

Drop your wand and go to the table. Draco heard. He started walking but then started to question the voice. Why do I have to go?

Drop your wand and go to the table. The voice said again.

"NO!" Draco shouted, but was hit by an incarcareous by his own father just as the Imperio failed.

He was then levitated to the table where he was shackled by his Aunt Bella who also took his wand and snapped it. Draco was shocked. His wand was snapped by his own Aunt.

"Why?" Draco screamed as he tried to lunge towards his Aunt, fully knowing he wouldn't be able to with the shackles on his hands and feet.

"You, my dear Draco will soon be the Dark Lord's Apprentice. But he can't just have any apprentice. He has to be the best. Therefore, he set us to research and we found this nifty little ritual that will give you superpowers! Just think you'll be more powerful than that annoying Potter brat! Isn't that what you've wanted all along?"

"H-how?" Draco asked.

"A simple fusion with a demon would do the trick I'd imagine. Then again, maybe not for you. Once we summon the demon, he might take over your body. We haven't quite figured that out yet." Bellatrix said with a smirk.

"Where's mother? I'm sure she wouldn't approve of this! Let me go! I don't want to be semi-demon!" Draco protested.

"Your mother is permanently in France. I wanted to play with my sister, but Master granted Lucy's wish to leave her be. Don't worry, she won't remember you. We obliviated her for you."

"NO!"

"Enough of this drama, we'll start the ritual!" Voldemort ordered.

Please, don't let them do this. Bring me to a safe place. Please. Please. I don't care what you do to me, just not this. I don't want to be semi-demon. Please.

Draco chanted as a lone tear of surrender escaped his eyes. There was simply no way out.

He blacked out when Voldemort plunged the silver dagger directly into his chest.

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Another crappy and painful evening at the Dursleys. It's not enough that they have to starve and lock me in. They also have to beat me. I guess I deserve it. Harry thought as he sulked. For the 4th night in a row, he's in his room, starving and nursing his fresh bruises from Vernon and Dudley's recent bullying.

If Sirius was here, he would have sent them 6, no 600 feet below the ground. If Sirius was here. But then, I killed him. So he will never be here. Just like Cedric. It`s all my fault. Harry thought as he scratched his wrist. He knew he wouldn't be able to go through with it. His sense of duty won't let him. But he found comfort into the sting the scratching was giving him, along with the pain from his Dursley-induced injuries.

It`s all my fault. He said as he saw a few drops of blood leak from his wrist. It wasn't deep enough to be lethal, but it was enough to comfort his troubled heart.

Uncle Vernon and Dudley are right. I`m a freak and I don`t deserve to be loved. I don't deserve to live this life. I don't deserve to be me. I'm a freak and it's all my fault. Harry thought as he fell into a troubled sleep.

He dreamt of a table in the centre of a dark dungeon, surrounded by candles. A boy with blond hair was shackled to it and another man was towering above him, holding a dagger, preparing to stab him.

"No! No one deserves to die as a sacrifice!" Harry protested, though no one could hear him. As the boy blacked out from the stabbing, he too blacked out. Never realizing that he himself was a sacrifice for the wizarding world.

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Here's the promised summary:

Voldie, Bella and Lucius perform a ritual by forcing Draco onto a stone altar. Draco didn't want to go through with the ritual, especially after Bella scared him into thinking that he was giving up his body to a demon. He prayed fervently against it before Voldemort stabbed him with a silver dagger in the heart.

Meanwhile, Harry was sulking in his room in the Dursleys, nursing his fresh injuries. He saw what was happening to Draco in his sleep. He doesn't know it's Draco, though.


Next chapter: Fallen Angels

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