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"Win him to your side."

"Do what ever you must."

"You cannot fail."

"Find his weaknesses."

"Exploit them."

"Use him."

"Corrupt him."

"We have taught you well."

"We hold you to this task."

"Much depends on your success."

"Go now, our son."

Draco watched Harry from his cauldron in Potions. This was as usual, but today many things were to be put into motion. Long had he been gathering information, always waiting and, where possible, testing his year mate. The Great Harry Potter, The Golden Boy Harry Potter, Quidditch Champion Harry Potter, Dumbledore's Favourite Harry Potter, The Poor Orphaned Harry Potter, The Boy With The Scar Who Survived You Know Who, and the list goes on, had vices and Draco was sure of it. Too much of anything is bad and Harry seemed the sort who couldn't help himself when it came to helping others. 'Trusting, uninformed about much of the Magical Community, loyal.yes' Draco thought. 'This will work. It has to, as I doubt I will ever have a second chance. Everyone is depending on me to succeed. They won't understand. They won't see through; I am too good at lies and masks. All will be covered. I won't be able to explain before to those who should know, since if I did they would not react genuinely enough to fool the enemies. I am ready. I know myself and what I will have to jeopardize on this mission. I will not fail. I am a Malfoy. I will not fail. The war will be lost if I do. I will not fail. I am strong. I will not fail. Others depend on me. I will not fail. I will not fail.'

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