Disclaimer – I don't own any of this except the plot line. Everything else belongs to JK Rowling and quite obviously I am not her, otherwise I wouldn't be living in Canada writing fanfiction, I'd be in England writing the real books.
On a cool summer's night far away from prying muggle eyes, a group of wizards and witches could be seen. Cloaked purely in black to blend with the darkness of the night. The only exception being the silver masks worn by almost all. The exceptions to this were the younger pureblooded children which happened to include a Mr. Draco Malfoy and a Miss Hermione Granger.
Shortly after the last of this group arrived an almost silent pop could be heard. This pop meant the arrival of the Dark Lord himself.
"Welcome, my loyal followers. Tonight is one of very special events. There are new wizards and witches wishing to join your ranks. They have all proven themselves valuable to our cause and shall be respected amongst you just as you are to each other" yelled the Dark Lord just loud enough for everyone to hear him. "I ask each of you wishing to join me and support our cause to come forward now to become one of my followers."
Soon after almost everyone had been interrogated with the help of some Veritaserum it was Hermione's turn. She walked up, drank the vial's contents and prepared to answer all of the Dark Lord's questions just like everyone else.
"Hermione Evelyn Granger, do you believe in everything I stand for and want to help our cause as much as possible?"
"Yes my lord."
"Would you ever betray me and spy for the side of the light?"
"No my lord, I would never even consider it."
"What knowledge do you have of the Dark Arts?"
"My parents have been teaching me for as long as I can remember. I am especially skilled in all of the unforgivable curses."
"For what reason would you like to become a Death Eater?"
"I want to follow in the footsteps of my parents and assist in any way I can to rid the world of muggles and mudbloods. I believe that purebloods are superior and should be treated that way."
"How can you contribute to our cause?"
"Harry Potter believes me to be a close friend, I can find out his weaknesses for you to use against him and I am believed to support the side of the light, therefore I can give you valuable information about the Order of the Phoenix."
"Congratulations Miss Granger, I believe you will be a great asset to our cause. Morsmorde!"
And with that, the Dark Mark was burned into the arm of Hermione Granger.
Author's Notes – Alright this was my first fic ever (yay! jumps around excitedly). I'm making it rated M just in case since I don't exactly know what's happening yet and I know it's probably pretty short but I thought that seemed like a good place to end it. Feel free to review, it'll help make my writing better and motivate me to write more (and considering this is my first fic I want to know if I should continue or if I'm just wasting my time writing this). Constructive criticism is greatly appreciated however pointless flames will just be used to light my cigarettes so don't bother, I have a lighter for that. :)