Chapter One: Orders

By Amelia-Dracos-Girl

A/N: Ok this is my first every fan fiction story and I'm trying this out to see if I have the gist of what people want to read. I hope this all goes well and id love some reviews! Positive or negative comments, but I'd prefer positive. And I don't own any part of Harry Potter, although that would be awesome. Here goes nothing….

AND also, for the purposes of this story, the events that happened in the 6th book, didn't, so life is perfectly normal except for the fact that Voldy is back. Mwahaha.

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Where is he, its never taken this long. Its not like Him to have Death Eaters lingering around his presence. Where are you father?

Draco Malfoy was pacing up and down his fathers bedroom, passing the large oak bed and the bronze fireplace through which his father had disappeared through at least half an hour ago. Draco was a Death Eater, a young one too, and so was his father. They had been on and off missions for a month now, ever since Draco had got back from Hogwarts in June. But Voldemort never took this long to give orders.

Where are you Father? Mother will be home soon…

And it was true, his mother had gone out for some shopping and was due back any minute. Lucious and Draco did not want her finding out, plainly the fact that she would think that Draco is too young.

As if he had heard him, Lucious Malfoy suddenly appeared through the red and orange flames, stepping out onto the hearth rug.

"Took your time," Draco said sarcastically, Turning to see the tall blonde man of his father.

"Don't be rude." Lucious snapped, taking something out of his cloak, and placing the cloak its self onto the bed. " For you."

He extended his arm towards his son, who took the item, which was a small wooden box, with a curious glance.

"What is it?" Draco asked, unsure whether to open the small box that he was clutching.

" Don't know, but I was told to give it to you."

And with that, Lucious stalked out of the room, shutting the door behind him.

What's it supposed to be?

Draco could not think for the life of him what help the outside of an old box would be to Voldemort, So he warily lifted the lid.

Inside was a piece of parchment. Draco picked it up from the interior of the box, and saw that it had been written on. It was addressed to him.

Draco,

This is a task that will be very crucial to what I aim to complete. I have chosen you because I believe that only you can fulfill what this mission truly needs. And because you are situated right in the wake of our victim. I believe you are familiar with a certain mudblood, Hermione Granger. You need to get close to her, Become her friend, boyfriend, so on. The closer we get to Harry Potter the better. You have one year.

Draco slinked over to the oak bed and flopped down onto the black satin sheets.

"No……"

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So? Good? Great? Terrible? Absoulutely sucky that I should quit and become a check-out chick? Haha ok but please review! Id love to know how I went! And I know that was short but I promise next few will be longer.

Thanks! XxX

Amelia