A/N: I couldn't get this story out of my head! I hope you guys like it! =)

Disclaimer: All of the following characters belong to JK Rowling not me.

Prologue

It was quite a few years ago. Draco still remembers it perfectly. Shortly after Crabbe died in the terrible fire a grieving Draco is almost killed by a death eater. Although he had been saved by Harry and Ron the consequence of failing Voldemort a second time was merely just put to later. He had been brought back to Voldemort after a few hours and let's say Voldemort was not pleased.

Voldemort had looked at Draco with murder in his eyes. "Draco, Draco, Draco. Do you believe you should be allowed to live? You have failed me not once, but twice now. And this is not including the wrongs that your father made."

"My Lord, I should be punished. I have ashamed you and my father. But please, my lord, please spare me meager life. I promise I will do no more wrong in the future." Draco replied. He tried to look better than the mess that was going through his mind. But inside he was shaking with fear.

"My, my, Draco. You wish me to spare you? Why should I do that? You have not been any help to this cause; no you have been a hindrance instead. Or would you rather that I punished your father, or rather, your dear mum, for you mistakes?" Voldemort taunted and he glanced to the side to Draco's parents. "Your mother is quite pretty, I can think of quite a few punishments I could do to her…"

"No! Please, I beg you my lord. Please spare my mother!" Draco looked horrified at Voldemort's disgusting taunts. Like hell he was going to get near his mum!

"Sir, if I may, maybe a few cruciatus curse would do. My son but just graduated from Hogwarts my lord. He is just eighteen. I shall teach him to serve you better in the future." Lucius butted in.

"Silence! Did I give you permission to speak Lucius? From now on, all the wrongs you do shall go to your son. For speaking without my permission, twenty lashes. For not being able to kill Dumbledore, 3 hours of cruciatus curse. For Lucius' inability to get me as simple a thing as a prophecy and getting sent to Azkaban; which caused me trouble to break them out, no food or water for a week. And last but not least, your incapability to capture Harry Potter, chained and whipped everyday in the dungeon for a month." Voldemort ticked off. "Oh and did I mention these punishments shall all start on the same day? Lets say tomorrow, how is that? I'm generous enough to give you a few hours to prepare for your torture, use them wisely."

By the time Voldemort had finished Draco was shivering in fear. How would he live through this kind of torment? Apparently his father was somewhere along the same thoughts because he them stepped out again from the closely formed circle of death eaters around Voldemort.

"My Lord! Please show some mercy to my son! He would not be able to survive this! He is but a child! Please my lord, please. I will repay my own mistakes." Lucius desperately begged for his son.

"Oh Lucius don't worry. Draco will survive; I will make sure of it. I can't let him die without enduring the entire retribution first can I? I promise he will survive, dear Lucius, but in what condition and for how long, I can not promise." Voldemort laughed a shrilling laugh that sent shudders down everyone's spines. "Or Lucius, would you rather die in his place? For your prized Malfoy heir, your beloved son? I assure you a quick death. Aveda Kedavra should be able to do it." Voldemort suggested with a chilling smile.

Draco stared at Voldemort with revulsion. He intended to give him back to his parents as an invalid. Someone who would probably not survive an hour. And now he's making his father choose his own death or that of his son! How dare him!

"My lord, I… I will choose to di…" Lucius was not allowed to finish his sentence for a firm feminine voice cut in.

"My Lord, I will die in both their places. Please excuse their sins against you." Narcissa declared loudly.

"My sweet, is that so? Would you do that for your disgrace of a son and husband? Such a waste, such a waste. Well if you must…." Voldemort's face distorted into a sick eager grin. Raising his wand he pointed it at Narcissa. "Aveda…"

Narcissa turned to look at her husband and son. With a bittersweet smile pasted on her beautiful face she whispered "I love you two with all of my heart."

"No! Mum!" Draco screamed running toward her. He shoved her out of the way, distantly hearing his father and mother scream out as Voldemort finished his curse. The green light shot through Draco and sucked out his being.


A/N: Thank you everyone for reading my story! =D I hope you guys enjoy it!