Disclaimer - I don't own Harry Potter in any way at all... hehe...

A/N: Hey, I got a little treat here for all you Harry Potter fans :squeals while clapping hands: Any way, who loves Hermione and Ron? I see... Who thinks it's never gonna happen? I seeee... Okay well, sorry all you Hermione and Ron fans (I'm one too, usually...), but this ain't one of them fics. This is a Hermione and Draco ficlet for ya! Now, on with the fic my darlinks, on with the fic!

By the way, this is placed AFTER the 6th book.

A tall boy with dark hair walked at a fast pace through dark lit corridors with his Death Eater hood down. Beside him was an even taller woman, her hood up.

"Hurry, the dark lord awaits us." She said to the young man next to her.

"Shut up mother." He spat but she whacked his head.

"You'll be the one shutting up young man." She hissed and the boy just walked faster. They slowed their pace as they reached two huge doors with live serpents on the long handles.

"Ugh," The boy moaned. His mother hit his shoulder and said the password.

"They're here." They both heard a squeaky voice say to his master.

"You wanted to see us, my Lord?" The woman asked.

"Yes, I did." Seethed his hissing and evil voice.

"May I ask why?" The boy asked in a disrespectful voice.

"Avada Kadavra!" The Dark Lord yelled and a green light emitted from his wand. The boy and his mother both screamed. "Calm down, it was just a bug." He laughed evilly as he saw them relax.

"Sir… why did you send for us?" The woman asked.

"I sent for you, because I have a task that needs to be done, Patricia." He said to the woman.

"What would this task be... my Lord?" The boy asked, almost forgetting his disrespect from before.

"I need you two to find the whereabouts of the Weasleys." He said, folding his hands. His head was covered by a large and black hood, they never saw his eyes.

"Sir, why?" The boy asked.

"Just do it!" He boomed. They both shook in fear.

"Y-yes, my Lord." Patricia said quietly with a bow. She nudged her son to do the same. As soon as they left, Patricia hugged her son and told him to run away.

"What?" He asked her angrily. She never expected her son to be told to go on a mission. She thought he was so insignificant that it would never happen. In fact, she thought that she was so insignificant that it wouldn't even happen to her.

"You have to go, now." She said frantically. She knew the Dark Lord would probably find him but, she had to try.

"No, I won't." He said in a dark tone. What had she done to her poor son? "Now, let's get to the task at hand please. Concentrate mother, for God's sake." He moved swiftly passed her and went to leave.

"Michael!" She said fiercely. Since when was she so motherly?

"Mother! Come now, we have to find the whereabouts of the damn Weasleys." He said and turned from her once more. Suddenly, Voldemort had appeared in between the two.

"Is there a problem?" He asked them, needing no answer. "Fine... Avada Kadavra!" He hissed, pointing his wand towards Patricia and missing purposefully. "Are you with me or not?" He'd overheard her trying to turn her son away from him.

"I'm with you, my Lord." She said. He laughed mercilessly then stopped suddenly. "Do not lie to me!" He boomed. She and her son shook at the sound of his sudden outburst. "Michael,"

"Yes Sir?" Michael questioned.

"Go find the Weasleys, NOW!" And Michael was gone in a flash, no hesitation. But before he left, he caught his mother's eyes and mouthed, 'I love you!' then went. "Patricia..." The Dark Lord began to pace back and forth. "Patricia, Patricia, Patricia." He said calmly.

"Yes?" She asked, mocking him for what would surely be her last moments of life, she was sure of it.

"You dare defy me?" He stopped pacing and took his hood off to stare into her eyes but she did not flinch.

"I dare, sir, I dare." She said menacingly. He chuckled in a scary way.

"That is quite funny. It seems a lot of my Death Eaters are doing that now a days." He glided over to her and touched her chin. "How old are you, my dear?"

"38, my Lord." She bowed sarcastically.

"My God, you're bold." He paced some more. "And how old is your son?" He pretended to actually be interested in the conversation.

"19, master." She said, waiting for her death.

"What a shame..." He mused.

"What a shame." She repeated.

"He'll have no mother at such a young age." He turned to her and she didn't try to run or escape him.

"No, he will. I'll always be with him." She said gently. He cackled at this.

"You're so very wrong my precious," He glided over to her once more. "You're going to burn in Hell." With that he pointed his wand at her and readied to say those two words.

"Well then, see you there!" She screamed in a slightly desperate manner seconds before he yelled the words.

"Avada…" She smirked. "Kadavra." Her body fell to the ground and Voldemort walked up to peer into her eyes. She was still smirking but her eyes had widened in fear.

"Beautiful." He laughed, then left her body to rot.

- & - & - & - & -

Meanwhile, Draco Malfoy had been wasting time pretending to look for the Weasleys himself.

"God, I hate this job." He said to no one as he looked at the map he'd drawn for himself. It was, surprisingly, a very accurate map of the whole country. He looked up at the night sky and shut his eyes with a sigh. "Damn it's bloody cold out." He snapped as he rubbed his arms. He decided to mount his broom and fly around for a bit. The moon was full and bright as he looked at the buildings below him.

Unlike what some had thought, he was only pretending to work for Voldemort now. He was still pure evil and hated mudbloods at heart, but he knew which side he was on. He had also gotten much more powerful, Snape had taught him secretly behind the Dark Lord's back.

Draco respected him on so many levels for killing Dumbledore. In truth, Draco had found Dumbledore impossible to beat, despite what he'd said he had respected that man. A part of him mourned for him, the other had been shocked and proud he was destroyed.

He peered down at the city below and frowned. "Where did those three go?" He thought of Harry, Ron, and Hermione and though he wasn't looking for the Weasleys to kill them, he was looking for them. He decided one of the only ways he might survive would be to find them and get on their good side, impossible as it seemed. They all had a history but he knew that something in them might give him a chance. "Pathetic." He laughed then stopped himself and cleared his throat. As he gazed at the night sky, he spotted someone else on their own broom and sped up to meet them.

"Malfoy?" The person asked.

"Er, yeah." He said with confidence to hide his worry.

"Amazing." The voice said, then took off their hood. It was Hermione Granger.

"Granger?" He asked, trying to hide his disgust. "Why are you dressed like a death eater?" She pulled out her wand before he could.

"So that it's easier to capture them!" She screamed. He laughed coldly.

"Since when did you like flying?" He asked her.

"Stop avoiding the situation, Malfoy!" She fumed. "I've waited for this you know, to get you and take you back to the Order." She laughed. "At my mercy."

"Oooh hoo, Granger, don't be so mean." He mocked. She hadn't changed one bit. Sure she looked a little older and her hair wasn't as fuzzy but her attitude had stayed the same.

"Don't you 'Granger' me." She said with a flick of her wand. A zap landed on his cheek.

"Ow!" He said, shocked.

"What are you doing here?" She demanded. "Who or what are you looking for?" He said nothing and she waved her wand a little. "Talk, now!"

"I was looking for the Weasleys." He said simply.

"Why?" She asked, her hand never faltering.

"I thought it would be safest with them." He told her. She scoffed.

"What the hell does that mean?" She asked him.

"I've been deceiving the Dark Lord and..."

"Impossible," She interjected. "He can tell when you're lying."

"Not true, Snape taught me some very valuable stuff." He told her with a smirk.

"You're coming with me." She said, "And you're riding ahead of me."

"Fine," He said with grunt as he sped past her.

"I swear to God Draco, if you try anything I'll kill you here and now." She said. He smirked and whipped around and pointed his wand at her.

"Oh really?" He asked her.

"Really," She said, still very sure of herself. She said some words and suddenly Draco was by her side.

"What the fuck?" He asked, his hands suddenly magnetically behind him and his wand in her hands. She grinned.

"Let's go." She said, although he had no choice in the matter.

"Suuure," He said angrily. "You lead the way Herm, you lead the way."

A/N (At the end of the chapter) - So, that was the first chapter, how'd ya like it? Now, be nice and review! Lol, thanks.