"Bring me Draco Malfoy!" Voldemort shouted.
The door opened and a slim bleach blond blue eyed boy wearing a black suit walked through them.
He approached the throne and promptly bowed
"Yes Master." He said
" I have a task for you"
"Anything for you master."
"I need to get close to Harry Potter, to get him on my side, he hasn't yet seen what I can do for him. How we can rule the both worlds together. I need you to help me by getting close to that mudblood friend of his…..Granger."
"I have to get close to that mudblood you are kidding me! She is a nasty slug..no..not even that… How am I supposed to get close to her she punched me not too long ago?"
"Figure it out!" he shouted, "You are a smart boy. Not only that but you are a pure blood, and you have magic on your side. You are in every class of hers and will sit by her in potions. Severus has arranged it."
"How can you expect me to be next to that filthy mudblood!" he was outraged.
"DO IT! Now get out of my sight!" Voldemort screamed.
He ran out of the room and shut the door behind him.
Draco's POV
"He wants me to get close to that filthy mudblood so he can get to Potter." He muttered. "I don't understand what's so great about Potter anyhow. He is an arrogant bastard, who should not even be here! Now I have to think of a plan…"
"I got it! I know exactly what I'll do!"