Hey guys! It's been a while, but I'm finally back! I started this story a while ago, but I've decided to revise and repost. This is a much better version than the original. I hope you like it.
Disclaimer: I am not J.K. Rowling, therefore I do not own the Harry Potter series (although wouldn't it be cool if I did? I could play with the characters whenever I wanted). Sigh…where was I? Oh yeah…not making any money off of this.
"Well? What do you think?" a cold, distant voice asked. The owner of the voice was clearly looking for a response. Most people in the wizarding world had never heard this voice, but the ones who had knew to fear it. Its owner was the most vile, heartless killer the world had ever seen. His name was Lord Voldemort. His followers called him the Dark Lord; his mother had called him Tom Riddle the day he was born. When he spoke, people cowered in fear.
Draco Malfoy opened his eyes slowly, adjusting to the brightness of the room. The last thing he remembered was lying down in his own bed to get a few hours of much needed sleep. He shook his head. It did not matter where he went to sleep. It only mattered where he woke up. He looked around carefully, recognizing almost at once where he was—a rarely used room in the west wing of his childhood home, Malfoy Manor. He was in an upright position, but he was not standing on the ground—he was being levitated. It was not uncomfortable, except for the cruel voice that seemed to overwhelm his senses.
"Satisfactory," another voice answered. This time, the voice was female. It was familiar, but not familiar enough for Draco to have recognized it without a good look at the woman who used it. When he actually did take a look, he was shocked by what he found. Ginerva Weasely. Ginny Weasely. The youngest member of the Weasely clan and friend of Harry Potter. The Weaselette was here in the Dark Lord's hideaway. The place that Draco used to call home before the Death Eaters had made it their headquarters.
"Which ones?" The snake-like voice asked. Draco was confused. What was he talking about? Which ones what? He looked around cautiously. To both his left and right there were students from Hogwarts. They were all levitating too, looking just as confused as he probably looked. He noticed with some interest that they were all from his house, Slytherin. So this was a Junior Death Eater meeting. These meetings were just preparation for the new school year—cover stories and assignments. It really was the junior version of a Death Eater meeting. The Inner Circle meetings were so much more. They were for the adults and Draco only got in because his father was the Dark Lord's main supporter. The revels were the worst though. Anyone with impure blood that the Death Eaters could find was tortured and executed there. One family was always absent from these meetings, and he idly pondered the reason for it. The Zabini's were never bothered to fight or even to come to the meetings. Draco only knew that they gave extremely generous amounts of money to the cause. That was probably what kept them out of this, but as Draco looked to his right again, he saw his best and only friend Blaise. Draco recognized the significance of this and stiffened.
Ginerva scanned the room quickly, her eyes darting to each one of the suspended witches and wizards. When she got to Draco, she stopped and smirked. She continued on, her eyes resting on his best friend. She raised an eyebrow at seeing him there. Ginerva shifted her body towards the Dark Lord and spoke.
"Draco and Blaise," she said shortly. Draco and Blaise what? He locked eyes with the only other person in the room to share his fate. Blaise only shrugged, having no more idea what was going on than Draco did.
"Good choice," the Dark Lord sneered, "Everyone else is to forget this ever happened. If I should hear any of you speak of this to anyone who is not a Death Eater, you and your families shall be killed. You will treat Ginerva with the utmost respect when not amongst the company of any member of another house. You may ignore or insult her when she is with a member of the Gryffindor house. When in the privacy of your common room, or when you are in the company of friends, you have permission to speak freely in front of her. You will listen to what she says and support her decisions. Is that clear?"
A chorus of, "Yes, my lord," filled the room, seemingly pleasing their leader.
"You may all go now," he waved his hand. It was like a string snapped. Everyone dropped to the floor. "Except Draco and Blaise. You will stay with Ginerva and myself." Draco and Blaise walked up to him slowly, glancing at each other warily. "Well, you two are very lucky. You will be guards and assistants to Ginerva this year. She will be coming and going from the Slytherin common room, so you are responsible for giving her the password. You will be her link with me, communicating her messages in whatever way you can. She would like to be treated no differently in front of the rest of the school, especially Potter and his friends, but alone, she demands respect. Is that understood?"
"Of course," Blaise replied smoothly.
"May I ask you a question my Lord?" Draco asked reverently. The Dark Lord nodded in response, seemingly impatient. Draco rushed to ask his question. "What is going on? She was supposed to be the next member of the Golden Trio, Potter's group…"
"My dear Ginerva has had a change of heart. She is going to spy for us." If Blaise was taken by surprise, he didn't show it. He kept his face neutral, but Draco didn't know if he had enough tact for that. "You leave for platform nine and three-quarters in less than one hour. I wouldn't want you to start off your new assignment badly, so I shall not keep you any longer."
They nodded stonily and began walking away. When they realized Ginerva was not behind them, they paused and turned back. She was talking in earnest to the Dark Lord. When she was done, he rested a bony hand on her shoulder. "Goodbye Ginerva, I will see you soon."
"Please tell Bellatrix I said goodbye as well. I didn't get a chance to. Tell her that I will contact her soon." He nodded and his red eyes seemed a little less daunting. She strode over to where Blaise and Draco were waiting for her.
"It's time to go."
Ok, honest truth. Did you like it? I think in the next chapter we will see the Golden Trio, which is always entertaining. I was thinking that Blaise could be friendlier to Ginny in the beginning and have Draco still questioning Voldemort's orders. I'm very excited to have Bellatrix in this story because she's always fun to write. We will definitely be seeing her later on. Thoughts and comments are appreciated! I do take input from my readers, but I'm not going to know what you want from this story until you tell me. The earlier you tell me, the earlier I can start incorporating it into the story! REVIEW!