Name: life goes on, even for death eaters
Author: yoda the tenth
A/N: hello. It may be not too obvious to you but this is actually the first 3 chap of the original story. I am just doing slight revision gradually. That means the rest is still the original unless I make a note. I still love review, so you'd better review or I will be upset.
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HERE IS THE STORY
"My life sucks." Draco Malfoy. His life has been called sucks for quite a while, ever since he started to spy for the ministry.
"So?" Ron said. He's distracted, he is currently reading, very much to Hermione's surprise if she saw it. Of course, she will be shocked if she knows what he is a reading, book on dark arts, given by Voldemort.
"Nothing, I'm bored." Draco replied.
Draco and Ron are both death eaters that spies for the ministry. Not really a good job. They both agree.
Draco turned to work for the light his first village raiding. He realized this life was to bloody for him. He knows he couldn't live like this. So, he turned, but he is a Malfoy, self-preservation is in the blood. He isn't just going to throw himself to the side of so-called-good, they wouldn't trust him anyway. So, he struck a deal with the ministry, a deal that is written in ink, and charmed, so they wouldn't break it. It states, clearly, his position will be strictly confidential, and he would not be charged with anything in the end of the war when they triumph, if they triumph.
As or Ron, it is a completely different case, he believed the 'cause' wholly and know Voldemort's evil since his birth. But he wanted do something, something active; not just waiting until someone, probably Harry, destroys Voldemort. So in his seventh year he talked to Snape. Snape found out that Ron has an uncanny knack on dark arts, something Ron never wanted to be good at. He won Voldemorts trust, not easily, but he won it. That is why he always commended him self on acting skills. He belive if he lives through all this he could get a job as an actor.
That morning they were bored. They don't have a job other than being a spy. Voldemort usually has his meetings in the night, not to disturb some of the more secretive Death Eater's daily routine. After the meeting they reported the whole thing to the ministry. After that they went to sleep when they wake up they becomes bored real soon. But they don't want to be bored, because boredom makes you remember.
"Hey." Draco said.
"What?" Ron asked. It always amuses him to think that he hated Draco at school and now he is one of the only few that understands him. Or so he thought.
"Do you think he is training you as his successor."
"Hopefully not." Ron said.
"It is just he is always giving you books."
"It helps to know more charm and curses, you know." Ron replied
"But he never gives me any." Draco pouted, well, not really. He is happy he isn't the center of attention.
"Because he thinks of us as one." It struck Ron again about how 'freaky' the reality is.
He and Draco work together. Even the dark lord only summons one of them when he wants both of them. It was a really big thing in hogwart when they talk civilly to each other. Oh, hogwart! Those were the days
"Ok."
The room was silent again. They had that conversation whenever they were bored. It is more of a routine than a conversation.
They aren't in the inner circle. But they are trusted. The dark lord gives them jobs that actually mean something. The dark lord gives them jobs that he sometime does himself. Jobs like assassination. Not just murdering.
Tonight they are going to kill some auror that is called Jake Hardy. He seems to be making too much trouble for an auror.
Ron suddenly throws the book down. "Gotta go."
"Where?"
"Harry's flat, I told him I'll go and help him pick a present for Hermione."
Harry potter and Hermione granger started to date from sixth year. It is their 3-year anniversary the day after next day. Harry wants to get a present for her.
"Okay, bye, I guess I could go and see how's father. Voldemort wasn't happy with him last night." Draco smirked a Malfoy smirk.
"Hey, he is YOUR father." Ron said. He couldn't understand where the family loyalty had gone to in the Malfoy family. Since his family has always been there for each other.
"So, it was funny." Draco never ever had much feeling for that man.
"Why is Voldemort always pissed of by you father?" he always called him you- know-who before the initiation. He was always scared to say the name because bad things might happen, but the bad thing has already happened, so it doesn't matter. He still doesn't understand why he decided to spy for the ministry. He regrets it now, should have chosen a nice and ordinary job, maybe not even an auror.
"Don't know, because he isn't in Azkaban?" Draco said with out feeling.
"Oh, gotta go, bye." Ron apparated with a pop.
"Off to the mansion I go." Draco sang with a light pop.
"Hello, father." A young man said to a man who is splitting image of him, only older, they both got silver blond hair, silver eyes and the same cold, arrogant, expression. Only the older man wore the expression more often then Draco, much more often.
"Hello, Draco." Lucius Malfoy rarely called Draco son. Draco doesn't believe 'father' thought of him a son, either. Just a continuation of himself, that was Draco's goal when he was young, be like daddy, but he is an adult now and doesn't give a shit what his father want, not really, no, absolutely not.
"What is happening tonight?" Malfoy senior drawled.
"An auror called Jake hardy is going to die." Malfoy junior spoke to his 'father' in the same tone.
"You know him?"
"No, never heard of him."
"Well, Say hi to you mother, she misses you." Malfoy senior said in a mocking tone. He never believed in love and never felt any. Not really. What he feels for severus is not love, just lust. Or so he believes
"Yes, father."
"Hello, Harry." Ron said in a cheerful tone after he arrived in Harry's apartment, and felt utterly disgusted, "This is a total pigsty, what made you think the future Mrs. potter would want to live in this place."
Harry wants to ask Hemione to marry him, but didn't have the courage. It is quite weird, because Harry has the courage to duel Voldemort but not the courage to ask a girl to marry him.
"Because I live in this place." Harry potter grinned.
"Oh, yes. She loves you as much as." As what, Ron wondered. There is nothing in his life that contains the deep, unshakeable love Harry and Hermione share. "The sea is deep." He finished lamely.
"Oh, Ron!" Harry blushed, then he tilted his he and said, "you seem to be hiding something, a secret lover perhaps?"
Ron bet Harry's eyes' glittering with who knows what. "Oh, do shut up!"
"Oh, Ron got a secret love, lala lala lala, Ron got a secret love." Harry sang. He obviously misunderstood Ron's stopping and rephrasing.
"That is really nice of you." Ron said sarcastically, "singing like that."
"Yup!"
Ron really couldn't understand why Harry could be so happy. They went through a lot of the horrible things together, but while Ron felt the weight of this world, Harry seem to be happy and carefree, rather like a young child. Ron knows Harry can't be as happy as he looks, not all the time. He has seen Harry broken down and cry, but he looks so happy right now.
"Hello, mother." Draco said to a beautiful woman with silver hair that reaches her waist (she is part veela). She is the sort of thing that men would fight a war for as well as glory and power.
"Hello, son." different from his father, his mother would die for him. He still doesn't understand why is mother and father married. They are entirely opposite. Mother is like a cup of hot chocolate warm, sweet and soothing while father is like an iceberg that would freeze anyone who came near him.
"How is your day?"
"Pretty good." Draco doesn't talk about being a death eater in front of his mother, because he can see in her eyes that she know enough and don't want no more of the war to intrude into her life.
An awkward silence descended, though they know they love each other they just don't know how to show it. When Draco was at school his mother sent sweets constantly, but now there isn't much she could do for him apart from pray for him.
"Mother?"
"Yes, dear?"
" What does it feels like to fall in love?" Draco's word made Narcissa thought of Sirius Black. Her brother was so brave and bold. he was never afraid, he loved a muggle, despite father's threats, while Narcissa just sat there, played the good girl and married a good family.
"I am not really sure. Why do you ask" Narcissa said uncertainly. Her marriage with Lucius was something her family decided for her.
"Oh, I don't know. Well, I got to go."
"Okay. Bye."
"Bye. Mom?"
"Yes."
"I love you." Then he disappeared as fast as he can.
"I love you, son." Narcissa whispered. If any one were watching, they would have seen the tears and heard the heart wrenching sobs.
Narcissa loved her son with her whole heart but as far as she is concerned that wasn't enough. She thinks Draco ought to know the happiness everyone of his age supposes to be experiencing. It is the age when father and mother learned to let go but the burden of the world still isn't on their shoulders. It is the age of freedom. Not an age for being a pawn in this huge battle game ministry and Voldemort are playing.
"Ron, what you think?" asked Harry Potter, while pointing at a heart shaped ruby.
"Harry, you can't give Hermione this. It is a heart ruby," Ron said wearily, one whole hour of shopping and heat had worn him out.
"What is a heart ruby?" Harry asked nonchalantly, or at least appears nonchalantly.
"Heart ruby supposed to be used in dark art. It's used to burn the victim, start from the heart. It is banned from the magical world," Ron answered without a thought.
"How do you know?" Harry narrowed his eyes.
Ron cursed himself for being so careless; it is something he read in one of the book voldemort has given him, and it just slipped. He wondered if Harry is suspecting something. "Because we had lesson on it with Holland. You were in the infirmary." Professor Holland was their seventh year dark art teacher, who loved to smuggle illegal stuffs to school and show the students, never did much harm.
"How you know it is a heart ruby, not a normal ruby?" said Harry
"Because you get that heart warm feeling when you see one. " Ron said calmly, even though he was cursing himself for the 20th times for being so careless. How could he? He should stop feeling so relaxed around Harry.
"Oh. I thought it was because I was thinking about Hermione" Harry said. Some thing is wrong, Ron wasn't someone who took care in his studies. He knew Ron is still his best friend, but something's changed. Oh well, maybe it is just coincidence.
"Yeah, that is probably the only thing on your mind." Said Ron with sudden realization. "We'll have to report to the ministry about this. Ministry has to know about it."
"Right, we'll buy the ruby and show it to moody (Mad eye moody is the head of the aurors after Voldemort came back)," Harry raised his voice and asked, "How much is this ruby, mister?"
"50 gallons," replied the shopkeeper behind the bar, not interested in what he is buying. "This is a 50 gallon shop. Can't you see that?" pointing at the sign at the door. This kind of shop is rather rare, it is rather like a 2 dollar shop, but the things are usually more valuable and magical.
"Oh, yes. I am sorry, here is the money." Harry paid the money and they both apparated to ministry.
After the family confrontation, Draco wondered aimlessly in the Diagon Ally, killing time.
He didn't intend to buy anything but he brought a few new robes, when he realize both he and Ron is running out of clothes because of the blood stains, theirs and some that got spilled when other D.Es were having their fun with some unlucky muggles.
"Hello." he said to the shopkeeper. This is the different shop from the one he usually goes. It might be suspicious if he shopsevery so often for black robe at the same shop. He can't understand why had it to be black. Why can't blood come out easier?
"Hello, buy what you want and get out of here." the shopkeeper is obviously not very happy.
" Right." No wonder this is so empty, but then it might be good for him.
Draco looked around. He realized it is quite full of stocks, plenty of robes of every color: black, green, red, blue and plenty more. He picked two green robes, two red for Ron, 4 black.
He took every thing to the checkout and asked for the price, nicely.
" Can't you see the tags on the collar." Shopkeeper replied, irritated.
"Right," he answered, not getting angry with someone who is not worth it.
"Just put the money in the box." The shopkeeper added, point at a box.
Draco checked price tags and left the money in the box and went home with armful of clothes.
"Hello, Harry, and you must be Ron" Said the auror, looking at Ron. This auror was quiet young actually, mid twenty, dirty-blond hair, nearly 7 foot tall, has a pair blue eyes that makes people want to trust him.
"Hello." said Ron.
"Hello, Jake, we found a ruby in the market and Ron says it is a heart ruby," replied Harry, who is an auror and obviously knows this one.
"I think moody is in his office." Said Jake, knowing what he was going to ask
"Right, thanks."
"See you." Said Jake.
"Bye." Said the both of them and walked toward Moody's office.
" Harry, what's that guys name."
"Jake hardy," Harry replied.
"Oh," and Ron was quiet for the rest of the way.
"Hello, Harry and Ron."
"Hello, moody. Look at what we've found." Harry showed moody the stone.
Moody gasped. " I haven't seen one in years. Where did you find it?"
"Some 50 gallons shop, don't think the owner knows he's got." Said Harry.
"You went shopping, huh? For miss Granger I expect" Moody asked, and Harry blushed.
"Yes." He whispered
"Okay, just leave it to me, and say hallo to hermione." Said moody, smiling at the sight of Harry. " Ask the accountant at the desk to file an expense file."
"Okay, bye."
"Right, bye," said Harry.
They went out of the ministry, didn't bother to find the accountant.
" Guess we need to meet up another time for the shopping." Harry said, since both of them don't feels like shopping.
"Okay. See you next time"
"See you." Harry apparated.
Ron walked back to the flat.
When he went back to the flat. He found Draco sleeping on the bed and said, " wake up, you sleepy head."
"What you want?" said Draco eyes half open.
"It is your day to cook dinner."
"Do me a favor and get some take out will ya?"
"Damn you, Malfoy." But he still went out to buy the dinner.
"What did you do today?" Draco started conversation while they were eating dinner (which is curry, he doesn't like curry very much. Draco was sure Ron brought it on purpose, to punish him for not fixing up the dinner.) " What did Potter buy for Granger."
"Nothing, we found a heart ruby in a market store and none of us were in the mood for shopping after we went to the ministry." he continued, realizing that Draco was digging into the curry, damn. " I met Jake Hardy today."
"Okay," that was Draco's only response. He didn't even raise an eyebrow.
"What happened to you?"
"Nothing much, met mother and father," Among close friends Draco usually put mother before father.
"And."
"And brought a few robes, met a ill-mannered shopkeeper." Damn curry, I hate curry. Draco thought to him self. It is too bloody hot. On the outside he is as composed as ever, Ron is not going to get the satisfaction knowing he's plan has succeeded.
"When did you buy robes last time?" Damn, I thought he didn't like curry, Ron thought to himself.
"Three weeks ago."
"Don' you realize we have big collection of robes." Ron said.
"Most of them got blood on them." Draco reminded him.
"Oh, right. It is impossible to get rid of them." He is amazed that they are talking about bloody robes like it is an every day problem It is an everyday problem. But he did expect to talk about it like this. It's human blood!
"I know."
Then they talked about the food, Draco decided to dropped act, stood up and tried to mocking choke Ron, in the end they were in a heap on the floor, laughing.
Guess this is what they called sliver lining of a dark cloud. Draco thought, smiling.
Just then blinding pain shot through Draco's arm. He told Ron and they stood up got changed in to black robes very quickly and apparated without a word.
A/N: thank u for reading it. I would be very happy if you give me a review. I know it didn't change much, but I tried to improve. I am hoping for more reviews than last time. I just wanted to cut down the chapters.
A sincere thanks to everyone who read this.
