I'm not that Bad
Chapter 1
The Mark
It was a colder morning then usual and he knew why. Getting out of his king sized bed, he made his way across his lavished room to a large mirror on his wall. He looked into the mirror to see his cold grey eye's staring back at him, his blonde hair covering his sight. His eye's trailed to his body. Tall and thin, cut and muscular, his skin; pale just like his father's. All in all he was happy with himself.
There was a knock on his door.
"Enter." he said not taking his eye's away from the mirror.
A tall man walked in, identical in looks to Draco. Lucius Malfoy.
"Today's the day Draco. He will be here soon, get ready then come down to the dining room." he said in his cold voice.
He left the room with out another word, leaving Draco to himself. Draco parting from the mirror walked to a door, left of the mirror and entered. The room was filled with clothing of all colours and variety. He grinned to himself. He quickly changed into some black dress pants and a green long sleeved shirt, before leaving the room Draco through on a green cloak and left.
He headed down the hall and down the stair case he heard voices coming from the dining hall, before he entered he stopped and listened in.
"Lucius this is not safe!" said a women, who Draco knew was his mother. Narcissa Malfoy.
"He will bring honour to our house!"
"He will die!"
"This is a great honour, he will be fine."
"The Dark Lord is only doing this because YOU failed him at the ministry!"
"Enough! Draco will do as he has been told and that is all."
"You are willing to loose your only son in this war?!"
"If he does die it's a necessary loss."
"Animal!"
"Now, now Draco…eavesdropping?" came a cold voice from behind Draco. A voice that Draco new very well.
"Professor…I can expl-"
"Draco its fine, there is no need…come we must enter, the Dark Lord is nearing." Snape said pointing to his wrist.
Draco nodded and opened the door. Lucius and Narcissa went quiet immediately looking at both Draco and Snape enter.
"Severus."
"Lucius." Snape said sitting down across from Draco.
As soon as Draco sat in his chair, he appeared. He entered the room slowly, nodding at Snape and then looking at Draco with an evil smile. No one dared not to make eye contact with Voldermort in fear until he spoke.
"I trust we all know why we are here?" said Voldermort in his dark and cold voice.
"Lucius, I am quite upset that you could not gain the prophecy from the ministry and was defeated by Potter and his friends."
"My Lord—"
"Silence! The Order has nothing to do with this! You should have finished him off early."
"Master is I may, Potter did not hear the full prophecy and it was destroyed so all is not lost." Snape interjected.
"Yes, you are quite right Severus. But still he failed me, not to worry Lucius I am not going to punish you…but bless you." Voldermort hissed. He moved his way from the entrance of the hall over to Draco.
"Give me your wrist boy." Voldermort demanded. Holding out his ghostly, white fingers
Draco looked up into those red snake like eye's and was shocked with fear but Draco did as he was told. He removed his cloak and rolled up his sleeve revealing his pale wrist. Voldermort took out his wand and placed it to Draco's wrist. Draco's eye's widened in shock to see the dark mark being burned into his skin.
It feels like a knife digging into my skin! Draco thought.
Voldermort let go of Draco's wrist once the process was completed. Draco grasped his wrist, staring at the mark which now glowered back at him, his face in shock.
"Now down to business…" Voldermort said with a sick smile of happiness across his face.
A/N: Heyy guys, its been a huge while and ive been hectic busy and i kinda lost the plot for this fan-fic, SO, im going to re-edit it and in time start submitting more glorious chapters...please comment!! it makes me smile...and i really need to. =/