So this is my first multi chapter dramione fanfic. I have already written down four chapters and I'll be updating most probably on alternate days through this week. my tumblr's wisegirl1402 if you have any questions. read, review and enjoy!

disclaimer: I don't own anything. All the wonderwork belongs to the great and powerful J.K rowling.

Which Lies To Keep.

Prologue

"Okay, Granger. I'll give you a choice. Either you leave him and save yourself and all of wizarding-kind or you stay and let everyone die; make your choice" he said smirking all the while.

"Stop smirking, it's no longer mud blood-pureblood games anymore, Malfoy and yes, I'm well-aware of my choice, thank you no need to point it out. And yes, your plan is risky…but…"

"But what? Cat got your tongue, Granger?" his smirk grew wider if that were possible.

She glared at him and continued, "It's worth it. But it's going to be suicide."

"You think I didn't consider all the ways we're possibly gonna die before solidifying the plan? I'm a Slytherin, Granger. Self-preservation's key. Give me some credit."

"I've given you all the credit, Malfoy. So if we get caught or things go wrong, I'm blaming you."

"It takes two to tango, Granger, don't give me that look, I know it's a muggle proverb." His smirk suddenly faded and he held out his hand. In that moment, he looked every bit like his father, with the poker face and unflinching stare.

"You sure about this, Malfoy?" she asked, reaching for his outstretched hand, though her brown eyes still held some uncertainty as she looked into his cool, grey ones.

"As sure as I will ever be." He said, a brief flicker of sincerity flashing in his eyes.

He watched silently at their joined hands as she pulled out her wand and cast the Unbreakable Vow.

Chapter 1- The beginning of it all

"So harry, have you finished preparing for today's Potion's class? I'm pretty sure you didn't complete your homework."

"Uhh...No I didn't...I actually was very busy..."

"Stalking Malfoy? Cut him some slack harry. I don't think he has it in him to be a death eater."

"No, Hermione! I know he is one! I just need to see his mark and-"

"As you wish, harry. But don't come to me asking for help with your homework."

"I won't Hermione. I am Slughorn's favorite, remember?"

"All because you cheat."

"I don't cheat-"

"Yes you do. And don't give me that look. You and I both know what you're doing is wrong, and-"

"Well, well, well. Look who we have here. Perfect potty's finally done something wrong, has he?" Draco Malfoy drawled. He stood at the end of the aisle of books, alone, leaning onto the bookshelf, making the pose look...refined and...Hot...somehow, Hermione thought and then shook her head wondering where THAT came from!

Hermione narrowed her eyes and said, "What do you want, ferret? If you've forgotten, this is a library and your presence here is making the air deteriorate."

"Well, I could say the same for you, Granger what with your birth and all...It's a wonder the walls aren't infected of your...germs..."

Hermione glared at him. Honestly, his jibes were getting kind of old...and somehow, they didn't seem to have the same bite anymore.

Harry however, sputtered, ready to retort. He immediately stood up, eyes flashing over Malfoy's form.

"What's wrong potty? Checking me out? I know that I'm attractive but do refrain from mentally undressing me."

Harry sputtered in rage, ready to tell off Malfoy. Hermione looked at him and silenced him with a glare of hers. She said calmly, "Harry, I think Ginny was looking for you some time ago. Why don't you go check up on her? I'm sure Malfoy's here because of...prefect duties."

"Twenty points to the gryffindorks for stating the obvious. So, run along now Potter, and find your she-weasel."

Harry looked at Hermione to say something, but she cut him off, saying "I'm fine Harry...I'll be coming in a minute."

Harry nodded, shot a glare at Malfoy, and left. Hermione looked back at Malfoy. He still looked his arrogant, cocky self with that touch of "pompous ass" air around him. But now, along with all that…he also looked…broken. His eyes looked sunken in, red rimming his grey irises and there were faint scratch marks on the skin around it, like he'd been trying to claw his eyes out. His robes were covering his hands fully and he was wearing a turtleneck though light purple bruises peeked through the corners. Hmm…strange.

"You too, Granger?" he asked, the amusement clear in his eyes and voice.

Her head snapped back to his eyes. "What?" she asked, confused.

" You're checking me out too, aren't you? I would have made an exception since you're not Potty-"

"Its Potter."

"But.." he continued, moving closer to her, bringing his mouth to her ear. She shivered. He seemed to notice this. He smirked, " but love, you're just not my type."

Hermione jerked back, stumbling over her feet, before gaining her balance and turning to storm away from him. She briskly walked away and was at the end of the corridor when Malfoy called out, "Oh and Granger?"

"Prefect duties today evening. Mcgonagall's suspicious of the twin weasel's again. Meet me at the entrance of the great hall at 6".

She just nodded and left, furious at herself for how she was affected by Malfoy's..closeness.

And prefect duties in the evening?They didn't usually have duties until late at night when everyone was asleep. Something was definitely wrong.

6 pm in front of the great hall.

Hermione was frantically pacing in front of the closed doors, waiting for Malfoy. The whole day she had spent overthinking, as to why Malfoy would ask her to meet him under a false pretense, since they obviously didn't have prefect duties together and moreover, she had asked professor Mcgonagall, who'd confirmed her suspicions.

In her frantic pacing she'd failed to look where she was going and collided with a 6 foot wall of muscle. She stumbled back, apologizing, "oh!, I'm so sorry! I wasn't look-" she looked up. Malfoy was here.

"Malfoy."

"You seem awfully nervous Granger."

"I am not."

He moved closer to her, closer than she'd ever let anyone, or for that matter, anyone and said, "Why Granger? Does my presence affect you?"

She glared at him. His…closeness was fuzzying up her brain, merlin knew why.

She moved back, "as if your obnoxious presence would affect me."

Malfoy just smirked and turned round. He gestured her to follow and pulling out his wand, walked away.

She immediately followed(don't ask why), her hand gripping her wand tightly. They walked up to the astronomy tower IT was dark and the stars shone brightly and the sky looked beautiful. But there was something that was unsettling her. Maybe it was the fact that Malfoy, her arch enemy had brought her up here. Before she could ask him what had come into him that he had brought her up here, he mumbled," I need your help Granger".

"What?" She couldn't believe her ears.

"I know you heard me perfectly the first time. Don't make me say it again."

"But why would I help you, Malfoy?" she asked.

"Because…you would be helping yourself and your precious order and pretty potter" he said, his voice louder now that the most difficult part, asking was done.

This piqued Hermione's interest. He knew about the order? He wanted to help? He wanted to help Harry? But why ? and why was he asking her? Her head swam with questions so she chose to listen.

"I'm listening" she said.

He took a deep breath and continued, "I've known about your little resistance group since a long time, Granger. Many know."

"Many who?" she asked, already dreading the answer.

"Many of the Death Eaters, Granger." he mumbled.

"Are you?" she asked. He raised an eyebrow, making her elaborate.

"Are you a Death Eater, Malfoy?"

"Come here." he beckoned her closer, to where he was standing, in the moonlight, the light casting an eerie glow on his face. She hesitated a little, before taking a step towards him.

She clutched her wand tighter and moved towards him before she stood directly in front of him. He lifted his arm and pulled his sleeve up. There, in stark contrast to his pale skin was the dark mark. She didn't gasp. It looked dreadful. But she'd seen people die. This seemed just like a muggle tattoo in contrast to that. Unable to stop herself, she traced the dark mark with her fingers. She could feel the scratches and scars around it. She wondered whether he's tried to scratch it out.

He shivered,but didn't pull his hand away. Better to lay out all the cards before telling her everything, right?

She pulled her hand away and looked at him, her brown eyes boring into his grey ones, trying to seek out answers.

"Why?" she asked.

"A favor to return to the Dark Lord." he replied, chuckling dryly.

"Tell me everything, Malfoy."

He didn't want to. But her brown eyes gave him warmth and he told her. Everything. Of how he had been given a task. Of how he knew about the order. Of how he knew about the Horcruxes. Of how he had to kill Dumbledore and let the death eaters into Hogwarts.

She didn't say anything. She just listened, emotionless. He asked her if he could trust her on everything he'd told her.

"Yes, Malfoy of course." She said.

" Why me though?" she asked.

" Who else, Granger? You aren't called the brightest witch of our age for nothing you know."

She blushed.

"Why didn't you come sooner to us, Malfoy? You said you knew about the Order. You could've come. We could've protected you."

"He had my father, Granger. What would you have done, seeing your father, hanging in the air helplessly, at the mercy of the Dark Lord?" She didn't answer. They stood quiet in the awkward silence.

She suddenly spoke, " what now?"

For the first time since they came here, he smirked, " I have a plan."
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Ok, so that's the first chapter and we are officially up! I'll be updating on 24th at the latest again and please please please don't forget to review... my tumblr's wisegirl1402 and if you want any news on upcoming updates that's where you can contact me. Love you all guys! Don't forget to review! constructive criticism highly appreciated.