I'm sorry, I had to revise this, I'm trying to make it fit a little better into the Half Blood Prince, ergo, changes. I try not to do this- ever, but I did. Deal with it!

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Prologue

"Number 12, Grimmauld Place." Harry popped out of the Floo.

"Hello Harry," Hermione said as she ran over to hug him, "How are you?"

"Good, where's Ron?" He asked pulling away.

"He's upstairs with Ginny, everyone else is in the other room," Her face scrunched up and her voice dropped, "I was able to over hear some of what was being said. Something's going on, Professor Snape is going to be making an announcement soon, I've got a bad feeling about this."

At that moment, Ron came barreling down the stairs, somehow sounding like an entire herd of elephants, "Harry!" He yelled and all but tackled him; everyone else knew he was here now. Ginny followed close behind.

"Hey mate," Harry said struggling to get Ron to release him enough to breathe. He then turned to Ginny and hugged her, maybe a tad longer than he had Ron.

"Harry my boy, now that you're here, why don't you all join us in the other room?" Professor Dumbledore held the door open for them as they walked in and sat down.

Hermione noticed a glimmer behind Professor Snape, a tell tale sign of a disillusionment charm, but didn't speak up, she figured it had something to do with why they were here.

"Due to recent events, I was approached by an individual who was in need of help, and wished to join the side of the light. I believe his intentions to be pure, if you would be so kind, Mr. Malfoy?"

All eyes turned to the white haired pure-blood standing behind Professor Snape.

"Professor, you can not possibly be serious!" Various shouts throughout the room were cut short by Dumbledore's upraised hand.

"That is enough, my mind has been made up, and he is to be trusted."

Chapter 1

The room turned into a complete uproar, Hermione, Ron, Harry, and Ginny slipped out unnoticed.

"Well this is bloody brilliant! We have another death eater in Head Quarters!" Ron bellowed when they sat down.

"I think Dumbledore might be going around a twist." Ginny said disbelievingly.

"Seriously, this IS Malfoy, git extraordinaire we're talking about, the junior devil re-incarnated." Harry was fuming.

"I'll admit it doesn't make sense, but there has to be a reason, something must have happened, something Dumbledore didn't tell us. For the record, I still don't think Draco took the Dark Mark, no matter how much a prat he is, but he's not capable of evil." Hermione said diplomatically.

"That's why I'm here." Said a voice from behind her. She knew that voice all too well.

"Malfoy, what do you want?" Harry said with no small amount of venom in his voice.

"I know you don't trust me, or my godfather for that matter, but we really are here to help." His voice was pleading, and he seemed truthful, Hermione thought so at least, Harry and Ron looked murderous. "Perhaps, if you knew the whole story, you would understand?"

"I think that would be best." She said and invited him to sit. You could hear Ron's teeth grinding.

"Thank you, I know I owe you all my most sincere apologies for how I have treated you all these years, although I know there were times where you gave as good as you got." He looked pointedly at Hermione. She smirked, that punch in third year had been pretty good.

"To get right to the point, the Dark Lord 'requested' that I take the Dark Mark. I was reluctant and he tried to… Persuade me." He shuddered, "He tortured my mother, used the Cruciatus on her in front of me, and I had no other choice than to watch." He sniffled but continued

"I couldn't take it and I cracked, I agreed to his demands, only to keep my mother from any more pain. As soon as I could, I went to Dumbledore. He informed Severus and I wasn't very surprised to know that he actually was against Voldemort, and so I'm to be a spy. I was taught Occlumency by 'Aunt Bella'," He short of spat, "And so, here I am. I am to go about doing whatever Death Eater duties I'm told and report to Dumbledore of any plans that even my Godfather was not informed of. All I want is to keep my mother safe, she's the only person aside from Severus who I trust and care for."

Hesitantly, Hermione rose from her seat and walked over to Draco who had his head in his hands; she awkwardly put her hand on his back and patted it in what she hoped was a comforting manner. He looked up at her and gave a small sad smile.

To be honest, I could see nothing else I could do with this chapter so… R&R! I love getting feedback, good, bad, or insane. ;) But I'm going to need ATLEAST three (3) reviews before I post another chapter… I DO need incentive people.