Chapter 1

"You want me to… what?" I said, having briefly forgotten who I was in the presence of. My father jabbed me in the ribs to remind me to keep my manners. I quickly closed my mouth, which had slackened in surprise of my new assignment.

"Do not make me repeat myself Malfoy!" the Dark Lord snarled' "You obviously cannot be trusted to complete the first assignment I gave you, you are lucky I do not kill you now and be rid of your nuisance but as it happens your father suggested the, how shall I put it? More suitable role. You shall do this and you shall not fail, now get out of my sight." I watched his slitted eyes narrow in anger and felt my father grab hold of my arm.

There was a slight tug at my naval as everything became unfocused and started to swirl.

I lay on my bed in the dorm room having just got back from the Christmas break, in which I received the disturbing news . My head was spinning, I couldn't believe what he'd asked of me. Potter and I had been enemies ever since we first started school. How one earth am I supposed to get close enough to him to get him to spill his secrets to me. As far as he is concerned I am the son of a death eater. Untrustworthy, deceitful, spiteful. Of course he's right, in this context at least. Which is why this plan will never work and by the end of this year I'm going to be 6 feet under. I had argued of course, with my father. I told him all of this and he just turned and said

" If you can't make him trust you as a friend, make him trust you as a lover."

I hadn't understood this at first, "you want me to sleep with him?" I asked barely hiding the disgust in my voice.

"No Draco, I want you to make him fall in love with you. That way he will spill all of his secrets, everything that he knows about The Dark Lord."

"But I…."

"But nothing Draco!" He spat at me "You will do this. Or you will face the consequences. I cannot have you dying on me. There has to be an heir to the Malfoy name!"

That was a whole 3 hours ago and I still hadn't come up with a plan. I needed to get close to him, but how? He hated me, I hate him and even if there was some way that we could become… friends, there were his friends to consider. The Weasel and the Mudblood, Weasley wasn't a problem, always thinking with his fists rather than his brain. Obviously he is going to try and hurt me but I can take it, I've had worse from my father alone.

No, it was Granger that I had to worry about, she is smart, too smart for her own good. If worst comes to worst I'll have to kill her and cover my tracks so that no one suspects its me. I doubt Potter will tell his darkest secrets to someone who openly kills one of his best friends. Haha that thought is amusing. But dear God this is such a dead end. There is no way he is going to trust me, ever. Though I guess it is better than the mission before hand. Yeah, like there was any chance that I was going to be able to overpower and kill Dumbledore, the most prestigious wizard of our time. There is no doubt in my mind that Dumbledore would win in duel against Voldemort so I have no idea why he thought I would be able to do what he is to scared to try. Though the more I think about the less confident I am that this change in plan was a good thing. At least I knew that Dumbledore wouldn't make me suffer if he was forced to kill me but I'm sure Voldemort and maybe even Potter would be glad to make me suffer if I fail.

I sighed and rolled over. Oh well not much use thinking about it. I need to act and that is what I'll do. Tomorrow. For now I'm just tired. I turned the light off and decided that what I needed was a good sleep.