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If I did we would have had a Dramione ending

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"Speaking" - "Shouting" - 'Thoughts' - (Inner-Voice) - Anger

Chapter One

Malfoy Manor

At Malfoy Manor, Draco Malfoy had just emerged from the Floo into the entrance hall. He had just returned from his first summons from the Dark Lord and to be honest what had just been told in the last 2 hours truly shocked him.

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FLASHBACK

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Draco was lounging on his bed, he laughed at the telling off his mother would give him for his bad posture, He was currently in the Fifth week of his school holidays, having just finished his Fifth year of Hogwarts, He looked at the Daily Prophet that had been delivered today,

Birth of the Chosen One

Today is the 31st July and we at the Daily Prophet will celebrate the birth of Harry Potter, He who defeated He Who Must Not Be Named when he was but a babe, and most recently at the department of Mysteries battle where our worlds saviour defied You Know Who from getting a Prophecy, That is supposed to state that Harry is the only one that can kill him. So I hope you will join us in praise and best wishes to Harry Potter on his Sixteenth Birthday.

Rita Skeeter

He could see Potters photo staring back at him, the papers fate was the same as the others thrown in the fire where he could see the potter in the photo trying to get away from the flames. "Chosen One, pfft Chosen prat is more like it," he spat at the burning picture. He is always causing the Dark Lord, my Family and my Friends nothing but trouble. He knew about the battle it was all over the prophet, for a secret department at the ministry he was surprised that they allowed so much information out into the public, but also because his father and aunt were there, they couldn't tell him what the mission was exactly but that it was a complete success, so clearly they had duped Potter and Dumbledore in some way, `That might explain Potter's surprised reaction, when they mocked, about father being locked up`he smiled at the thought. The Dark Lord had rescued Father and Aunt Bella as was planned, but that was all they would say concerning what it was for.

He wished he knew more about it as he looked at the Daily Prophet sitting next to him and a beautiful smiling Hermione Granger staring up at him.

The Muggleborn and her Arrogance

Hermione Granger, Muggleborn witch friend and one-time love of Harry Potter, got into trouble at the Department of Mysteries Battle by attempting to duel a Pureblood Wizard Antonin Dolohov, she of course failed and was severely hurt and needed to be rescued by Harry Potter. My source says Miss Granger refused to be transferred to St Mungos from Hogwarts, so she has spent her summer in seclusion there. Maybe this girl should step back and stop being a hindrance to our saviour.

Rita Skeeter

The article was a joke he only kept it for the picture, the only true bit was she was injured. "How dare Potter allow this woman talk about her this way, if it wasn't for Hermione Potter would have died in first year," he angrily said. Severus had told him that Hermione was now at home `at least she's safe at home` he thought.

He looked at the other paper the faces of the Death Eaters the Ministry had captured, Dolohovs face smirked up at and he fought with himself to throw it into the fire, but it wouldn't make him any less angry, so just turned the paper around so he couldn't see his face. He made a vow when he heard Hermione was hurt that Dolohov would suffer a very slow and painful death, He sighed `she is my equal, my other half,` he thought gazing at her picture again, wishing things could be different he loved her wholeheartedly since 3rd year, but of course no on knew he even liked her let alone love her. Because he was a pureblood he would be miserable for the rest of his life.

He was pulled out of his thoughts when he felt his wards to his wing of the house go off, he quickly moved the picture of Hermione under his pillow, where it stayed safely hidden. He quickly stood in case it was his mother, it was not his mother but his father who stood emotionless at his door, `he looks worried about something` He thought looking him in the eyes.

"Son the Dark Lord has summoned you," Lucius said, his emotionless mask in place not giving away a thing, `he couldn't he had no knowledge what he wanted his son for` he thought bitterly.

"OK Father", he said. This would be the end of his love because even if they found a way to be together she would never accept him with the mark, `but he will not be the shame of this family` he thought accepting his miserable fate. "How will we be travelling?" he asked knowing the Dark Lord had taken up residence at Lestrange Manor and apparatting was not permitted. "We will travel by Floo son," Lucius replied noticing the calm demeanour of his son.

As they entered the entrance hall Narcissa was already waiting for them at the bottom of the stairs, "Oh My Little Dragon we are so proud of you," Narcissa Gushed at Draco tears glistening in her eyes. "Cissa, Please we cannot make the Dark Lord wait we must leave," he pleaded, hoping to get this over with as quick as possible. "Yes im sorry of course you must leave, be safe," she replied, seeing the worry in her husband's eyes. Narcissa walked into the study leaving her husband and her son to leave. They both entered the fire with a release of some powder and a shout of "Gaunt Hall" they disappeared in a burst of green flame.

Gaunt Hall

They emerged into the entrance hall of the manor greeted by Bellatrix Lestrange and Severus Snape. "Father shall we go in" Draco asked straightening his suit in hope of making sure he was presentable for the Dark Lord. "You are to go in on your own son," he heard his father say. He didn't react to what his father said he stepped up to the door and paused, `Goodbye Hermione, Im sorry I couldn't be a better person for you, but I will love you always,` with that he pushed the door open and entered.

"Do either of you know what the Dark Lord wants with my son," Lucius asked feeling his seeping out of the emotionless mask, people always thought he was a cold hearted monster to all, which couldn't be further from the truth, especially where his wife and son are concerned. He would rip the world apart to protect them.

"It is not our place to say," Bella Replied, hoping he would leave it at that. "Please tell me he isn't going to be asked to kill Potter or Dumbledore," He begged his friend and sister-in-law. "Of course he won't Lucius…" He breathed a sigh of relief; "The Potter Boy is the Dark Lords to kill, as is his right," Severus said. Lucius Malfoy was numb at what he just heard, "No, No please he cant its suicide," he pleaded but neither on answered him.

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Draco entered and approached the Dark Lord he quickly knelt bowing his head respectfully "You summoned My Lord," he said, remaining respectfully on the ground. "You may stand Draco" Voldemort ordered his eyes following his every movement. He stood straightening himself out never once taking his eyes off of the Dark Lord. "Draco you turned Sixteen recently and your father has requested that you be allowed to join the Death Eaters," Voldemort said. His father had done this `why can I not live my own life` he thought and noticed the Dark Lord watching him. I have decided that you should, but you will not be receiving the mark like the others, `I won't be receiving the mark maybe there still maybe hope` Draco thought, as he watched Draco's reaction he was a little surprised when his eyes shone with love and hope, `Maybe Bella was right` he thought truly hoping she was.

"I have realised a fault in the plan by marking all my followers, the night I lost my powers with the Potter child, each one was quickly identified and rounded up, this time I want them to mix into society never knowing who is truly on whose side, it will cause more fear than a mark." He paused. "What do you think young master Malfoy?" He asked. Draco was shocked he was asking him his opinion, "Truthfully my lord I think it's a brilliant idea, I once over heard someone saying that your one weakness was that your followers were so easily identified," He said. `Hermione was proven right and she would never know` He smiled at the thought of his little know it all. Voldemort watched him knowing whom he was referring to.

"Now you will be called the New Generation and while you are still at school, you will pass things through Severus," he saw Draco nod his head so carried on. "There will be only Six of you for a while, Four have been picked because they will be great assets in your mission and in the future." Voldemort said and began reciting the names.

*-* Pansy Parkinson

*-* Theodore Nott

*-* Blaise Zabini

*-* Daphne Greengrass

Draco wasn't really surprised that Crabbe and Goyle were not on the list the only asset they could be is if you needed a buffet cleared, at least he'd have his friends… he paused realisation hitting him, `there are only Five if you put my name there so what about the sixth`, he thought truly curious

Voldemort watched the realisation that he only mentioned Five names. I know you have questions but first tell me what you think of Hermione Granger? He asked and instantly saw the blood drain from his face and eve Voldemort was impressed considering he was already pale.

`Oh fuck he knows` he thought looking for someone sneaking up to attack him, he found no one but saw that the Dark Lord still wanted the question answered. Why does he have to keep calling her this word, "she's a Mudblood My Lord, not much else to say." He finished and his heart broke a little for it.

"Oh Mr Malfoy I believe there is and that you are the best person to tell me" Voldemort said, he understood his reluctance his father will not willingly accept it, but he saw when Draco gave in.

Draco was utterly shocked he knows how does he know. `Fuck it, if it's a trap, he'll go down thinking and talking about the woman he loves` he thought:

*-* She is the smartest witch of her age, hell of any witch or wizard that has walked the Earth.

*-* She's a know it all, she doesn't like people thinking she just cant help it sometimes.

*-* She loves to read, I mean seriously she would kill if they dared come between her and her book.

*-* She would do anything for those she loves and her friends they don't deserve her, he spat.

*-* She is so stubborn

*-* She's Brave

*-* She's Courageous

*-* She is very strong willed.

*-* She's Determined

The more he was saying out in public about Hermione, he couldn't stop.

*-* She has Brown hair that looks like she could fly off at any moment

*-* She has a smile that could light the world

*-* Her laugh is dignified and discreet, yet lighten a persons mood just by the sound

*-* She has beautiful brown eyes that shine when she's happy

*-* I believe her Patronus is an Otter

*-* And finally she has one hell of a right hook if you piss her off

The thinking of the punch still made him happy twisted as it may be, but it was the first time she willingly touched him, and he was Thirteen year old touch starved boy, who seemed to have been in love with the girl forever. His thoughts soon drifted back to the situation at hand when he realised he may have revealed too much, for him he hadn't said enough.

Voldemort stood looking at this young man, a Pureblood, one of the sacred Twenty-Eight but was obvious to see that he deeply in love with a Muggleborn and not just any, Potter's Muggleborn. I don't think even Bella realised how much he is enamoured with the girl. "Yes thank you Draco I thought you were the right one." He said smiling at him.

"Well Mr Malfoy she is your Mission, I want you to bring her to me" He Said shocked when he saw his face change from happy, to hate, anger, jealousy and then end on misery. Why ask me what you did if you just want me to bring her to you to be tortured and killed?" Draco asked knowing that there was no point in pretending now.

"Draco you have misunderstood, please sit down," he said pointing to an armchair. Draco looked at the chair `how longs that been there` he thought but did as requested and sat down.

"She will not be harmed in any way; I do not want her bought by or under any force,

I want her to choose to join us, but it has to be her choice and her choice alone. She will be your sixth member," He said.

My lord it is impossible there are a few people why…

*-* Death Eaters would not accept it.

*-* Dumbledore would not just sit back and allow Hermione to leave Potters side.

*-* Potter is not stupid she is the only thing keeping him alive.

*-* The Weasley's sucked her in the moment they realised her intelligence.

*-* She herself wouldn't allow it, she would give her life for side of good because that's the type of person she is.

Draco sighed at the last one knowing it could anger Voldemort, but Hermione was all he cared about.

*-* Me, I could never and would never allow her to become something that would destroy the person she is.

"Draco I understand your worries and that you will find it impossible but you need to understand it will happen whether you want it to or not," he said trying to get him to understand. You see a divergence in Miss Granger's path has come to light…He paused watching the confusion on his face. Draco it means very soon Hermione will face obstacles in her path, obstacles that you cannot stop as much as you want to because they will force her to make choices in her life, vital choices that could very well decide the fate of us all." He said knowing that the divergence had all ready begun; Draco knowing would not help or change the situation.

Draco was worried even more `what obstacles` he thought. "You need not worry about the rest of the Death Eaters, I have already incarcerated the ones that would argue with the situation, if the others disagree they will be joining them, or fed to Nagini as lunch," Voldemort spat.

Draco smirked he truly never understood why such useless wastrels were sent to such a vital mission as the Department of Mysteries, but now he understood `The Dark Lord had been cleaning house` he thought, but was bought back to the situation, its just impossible.

Voldemort watched Draco smirk knowing he understood that the ministry did not catch them, `they were allowed to be caught` he thought, but he was surprised when his face changed from a smirk to worry and fear. "Draco im sure you are still finding it an impossible task but it is a task that needs to be done, your friends may assist a little but it is you to push certain situations, but it has to be you with your guidance and love to help her make the right choice but as I have said it needs to be her choice," he said. Draco was shocked that he heard the Dark Lord speak so openly about his love for Hermione, if only his father would allow it.

There will be a deadline of sorts, by the end of your 6th year she will be needed to assist in a mission that someone else has at Hogwarts, it is best you do not know for now, you may discuss some of this with your, but know neither parent knows of your feelings for the girl, he said. Draco was shocked, the deadline made it even more impossible, he sighed in defeat. You may leave now, Dark Lord dismissed. Draco didn't hang around; he stepped in the Floo and disappeared in the green flame leave his father behind.

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Lucius entered the room where The Dark Lord was, "can I ask, why my son left the way he did My Lord" "You may ask Lucius but I will not say, your son will discuss it with you" Voldemort calmly said not moving from his seat and then Lucius left as well.

Voldemort laughed as a chair appeared next to his, and upon it was his darling smiling back at him, "How did it go?" she asked jubilantly " well dear it seems that you were right about Draco," seeing her smile more at his admission "but it goes far deeper than you could possibly imagine" he finished worried of what Lucius' reaction will be. Will you speak to Lucius my dear? He asked reaching out for her hand. "of course I will, did you tell him about Halloween and Christmas?" she asked him worriedly. "No I didn't feel he needed to know about events that he can not keep her from suffering. He told her, and both sat in silence listening to the crackling of the fire.

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END FLASHBACK

Malfoy Manor

So here he stood frozen on the spot his mind whirring with the information given, all sound around him blocked, `this was an impossible task and he needed it doing in less then Forty-Two weeks`, he thought.

"Draco, your home," Narcissa said bringing Draco's thoughts back to the room. "Son Where's your father?" She asked worriedly. He could see his mother's lips move but couldn't hear what she was saying. He needed to get away his head was pounding and he felt like he was suffocating, "I can't mother" he said and ran up stairs.

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Narcissa stood looking at the stairs shocked that she just saw her son run away from her, `What was he asked` she thought fearing it was a dangerous task, not wishing to stay away when her son needed her comfort, the moment she place her foot on the first step she noticed Lucius emerge form the Floo. "Where is Draco Cissa" he asked her and she could see the worry he had for their son, "he just said I can't mother and ran up the stairs, what has been asked of my son" She demanded. Feeling very lost.

Lucius didn't want to add more pain to his wife but he needed to tell her that their son had been given a suicide mission "I was lead to believe that he was asked to kill Dumbledore" he told her each word breaking his heart `why my son, I have been loyal` he thought, but was bought back by the sounds of his wife's sobbing, her wrapped his arms around her hoping to bring her some comfort. Both jumped at the sound of a bang followed by a smashing of glass. "Come my love, our son needs us" he said placing a kiss on her forehead before both climbing the stairs.

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As Draco entered his wing he threw open his door he didn't hear or care about the noise it made, `he needed air and he needed it now` he thought as he threw open the doors to the balcony and stepped out, breathing in air like he was suffocating.

Lucius and Narcissa stood by the bedroom door watching their son the worry and pain etched into their faces at seeing their son suffer, Lucius noticed the glass on the floor and realised it had come from the balcony doors most of the panes were shattered. "Please tell me why our son Lucius" Narcissa pleaded bringing his attention back to her. He wished he could save her the pain and answer all her questions "I don't know Cissa" he replied. They both looked up at the sound of glass crunched underfoot, they saw their son, and he looked so lost with great fear in his eyes. Their eyes followed him as he went and sat on the bed, burying his head in his hands, they step closer and heard him mutter "I cant do this its impossible".

"Son, what's impossible?" He asked wishing he could help but knowing that this mission is impossible, not even a adult witch or wizard could manage it, a 16 year old is an impossibility.

He had to tell them, "The Dark Lord wants Hermione Granger," he shouted wanting to vent all his anger at them, especially as they breathed a sigh of relief `they are glad to see her suffer" ho thought it makes me sick to be near them.

Lucius and Narcissa were relieved and happy that their fear were proven wrong, "Son you had us worried there, we were under the impression that your task was to kill Dumbledore, One dead Mudblood is not be a problem" Lucius said happily smiling at his wife and son.

Draco hated him at that moment how dare he `she is a better person then he will ever be, at least The Dark Lord appreciates her` he thought angrily wanting to take his anger out on him, "Killing Dumbledore would be easy compared to this," he snarled at his parents. Lucius found this response strange, "why do you find it impossible to give The Dark Lord one simple Mudblood, she is dirt beneath our feet and dared to think her self equal to a Pureblood, to be tortured and killed is fair punishment" Lucius said watching his son.

Draco was furious `how dare he even think of that about her, she is better than he will ever dream to be` he thought, "He doesn't want her tortured and killed like you do, " he spat knowing he shouldn't try to mock him. Narcissa couldn't understand her sons anger at Lucius but knew she needed to calm the situation, she stepped up to Draco quickly grabbing his face into the palms of her hands, "Please calm down My Dragon and explain" she said when he had calmed down enough she let go of his face and stepped back.

Draco knew he couldn't really blame his father he just hated hearing him talk about Hermione that way, he was glad he wouldn't have to hide for long `maybe this is a blessing,` He sighed at the thought and began the full explanation.

"The Dark Lord has started a new generation of Death Eaters, no Dark Mark as obvious signs of identification; you got your wish Father, there will be Six for now I will be one, along with Pansy, Theo, Blaise and Daphne…" He paused seeing pride on there faces and see it turn to confusion as they realised that I said only Five people.

"The Dark Lord does not want her tortured and killed; he wants her to join us, but it has to be of her own choice, I have to get her to leave The Chosen Prats Side and get her to join ours of her own free will. Hermione Granger will be our Sixth member of The New Generation;" Draco finished seeing fury in his father's eyes waiting for the explosion, he couldn't help but smirk at the look on his face.

"WHAT!" Lucius bellowed, truly furious of what he just heard.