There she sat, quiet and beautiful, leaning against an old oak tree by the lake, with a book in her hand. Not that this was any different, no, it was the day that was different.If she knew what was to come she wouldn't be alone, and in some odd way he wished she wasn't, so he'd have an excuse not to do what had been asked.No one else sees me watching her, and if they did I'd be ridiculed by friends and enemies alike. She'd be embarrassed and probably hex they living crap out of me.It was unheard of to be watched by a beast such as myself. I figure I'd been wrong all these years, she is better then me, blood is not an issue, she is above us. To be so skilled in a world you've known for such little time, that was true power.I was so lost in thought that I didn't see her get up, I didn't see her walk my way, and if I had been paying attention, I would have seen her smile.When I broke from my daze her smile quickly turned into a smirk that would have rivaled my own.

"What are you staring at?" She snapped.

"Nothing, mudblood" I winced, that word was despicable.

"I guess some things never change, Malfoy." She said my name like it was poison on her lips.

She turned away and started off when I whispered "You're wrong"

She walked over to where I was standing, her warm chocolate eyes staring into my cold, grey ones.

"What are you thinking?"

I stood there, shocked and caught off guard by this question. Not only had no one asked him before, no one cared enough.

"Nothing. I am not supposed to think, it leads to irrational decisions"

"Why do you make me feel inferior, you act like it's your job"

"I don't mean to, but...I guess in a way I have to"

"Father"

"Something like that"

"I'm going to go, Ma...Draco. This doesn't make us any more then enemies with an understanding, I hop you..."

I cut her off

"No, I know, just...go" I said, not wanted to drag this any further.

I walked to the lake after she left, and threw a rock to the middle of it. I felt burning in my arm, but before I got a chance to look down I was spinning and spiraling every which way, pulling at every part of my body, and soon I was at the feet of my pathetic 'master'.

"Draco" Voldemort drawled "How...nice of you to join me"

"Hello, my lord"

"Tonight is the last night, so get a move on, or it's you and your precious family instead of the girl" He hissed. "A taste of what's to come if you should fail me again! CRUCIO!"

After that little encounter, I found myself in the bed in my dormitory. This was going to be a long, terrible night. For all of us.