Prologue

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot line. Songs are not mine. Uncle Snape came from Slytherin Girl and I have permission to use it.

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With that she got up off the bench and walked way, not shedding a single
tear. All she did was build the wall as high as it would go and made a
promise to never let it fall again. All letting it down did was set yourself up for hurt and she didn't want the hurt to ever hit her again.

As Draco watched her walk away, from him, from his life, forever, a single tear rolled down his cheek, a rough path getting carved in his milky skin. It seemed as if lights were dimming and a tunnel had formed around him, and
Hermione was the only thing visible.

She glanced back at him one last, her gaze cold and heartless, and it felt like his already bruised and bleeding heart had been ripped in two, never
to be repaired. In a single moment, he watched her close the door and
disappear from his life for what he believes is the last time, ever.

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"Master it has been done, they will join you on the evening of the new
moon"

"Good job, and the girls?"

"Are hurt as hell but the one has slipped into a cold demeanor. One that is
very well known to Snape's"

"Good, Good. Now leave"

"Yes sir"

~*~*~*~The Next Evening~*~*~*~

"K, Justin, you know what to say correct?"

"Yes, I know"

"Alright lets go in"

~*~*~About 20 initiations later~*~*~

"And you, Draco Malfoy, will pledge yourself to him, give your life for him
and kill for him"

"I will"

"You swear that you hate all muggles, mudbloods, half-bloods, muggle-lovers
and blood traitors?"

"I swear on my life and lord"

"Step aside please. Blaise Zambini"

"Are you willingly here tonight?"

"Yes"

"Do you feel any love, caring or compassion towards anyone or thing?"

"No, as that is a sign of true weakness and there's no place for that in
this world"

"And you, Blaise Zambini, will pledge yourself to him, give your life for
him and kill for him?"

"I will"

"You swear that you hate all muggles, mudbloods, half-bloods, muggle lovers
and blood traitors?"

"I swear on my life and lord"

"Please step aside. Justin Flinch-Fletchy"

"Ah, so this is the mudblood that wishes to join us?"

"Yes, sir. I wish to join the side that will win and the side with all the
power"

"Milord, if I may?" Lucius asked turning to his lord.

"You may"

"I think that it is absolutely preposterous to let this Mudblood join us.
It would go against everything that we believe in"

"Are you calling me stupid, Malfoy? Cause last time I checked I was
anything but"

"Of course not, my Lord"

"Than get on with it so that we can place the Mark on these final three"

"Yes sir, Are you willingly here tonight?"

"Yes"

"Do you feel any love, compassion or caring for anyone or thing?"

"I do not. It's a weakness that to many have and its what corrupts them. I
have no time for that"

"And you, Justin Flinch-Fletchy, will pledge yourself to him, give your
life for him and kill for him?"

"I will"

"You swear you hate all muggles, mudblood, half-bloods, muggle lovers and
blood-traitors?"

"I swear on my life and lord"

"Malfoy, Zambini and Flinch-Fletchy please stick out your left arm"

Voldemort stepped forward with his wand arm extended. He waved it around in
the air and recited a charm.

Blaise felt a seering pain shot through his entire body. When they told you that it got burned in your arm they weren't kidding. He fell to the ground clutching his arm. No one else had fell to the ground but the three of the
did.

The pain over whelmed them but each refused to scream.

"I do believe that those are three of the four ever to react like that. That is how you are supposed to react. You people who don't react at all,
well you have problems. Your not supposed to have a painless life. That would be beyond the point as to why you join me" There was a low mumbling
throughout the room.

"Stand up you three. You have proved to me that you will obey. You have
pledged your life to me. Now, if you shall disobey me or go back on any
pledge that you took, the penalty will be death. Am I understood?"

"Yes, my lord" they choursed.

"Good, now you three and all other proven followers may leave. All you who
have just been inticiated must stay so I can give you tasks to prove
yourself to me."

The three left the hall and apparated to the Malfoy Manor, that Draco had
ffered as a place for them to stay.