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Chapter Two
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She appeared in a marble fireplace which was situated on the wall of a dining room. A long table stretched across the floor with cloaked figures sitting around it. Suddenly all of them were up and around the fire place. Apart from the one who was sitting at the head of the table.
"Who are you?" One of the men sneered.
"Hermione Granger." She replied, trying not to sound nervous
"The mudblood! OOhhh... She has guts!" said the familiar voice of Death Eater Bellatrix LeStrange who had leaped up holding her wand and pressing it to Hermione's throat.
"No no Bellatrix... don't harm her. Let us first see what she wants." Said the figure at the head of the table in a cold high voice.
"I...I... I want to join you." Hermione stuttered "The Order Won't let me help, I don't want to lose."
"Hahhah! A mudblood join us! The Dark Lord will never agree" Screamed Bellatrix who was cackling in a way that really showed evil and hate.
"On the contrary Bella, Miss Granger will be valuable. If she is truly turning her back on Potter and his friends. Are you?"
"Yes."
"Well. Let us start with an easy question. What are they planning to do next?"
"My lord..." Hermione began, almost surprised at how easy it was to obey his every word. "They are planning to send your strongest, most respected Death Eaters to Azkaban. That is all I know."
"Good. Well... let us see if Miss Granger is here tomorrow morning. I'm sure you know young Mr Malfoy. Draco! Take her to her room." At this Draco Malfoy came forward, his blonde hair visible in the semi darkness. He directed Hermione to the door. After five minutes of silence they arrived at what was to be Hermione's room.
"In." Said Draco bluntly pointing at the room beyond the door. Once inside Hermione sat down on the bed. Draco, to her surprise sat down right beside her. "What the hell do you think you're doing Hermione, I mean you're Potter's Girlfriend! Why?" he asked.
"They don't want me; they said they didn't need me. They won't let me help and I don't want to lose." She replied, tears falling from her eyes. Draco put his hand round her shoulders and pulled her into a comforting hug. She was surprised by this but liked it.
"You know how dangerous this is don't you?" he asked. She only nodded. "I don't want to see you hurt. Oh and by the way, I never, ever hated you. I'll look out for you."
"Thank you Draco." She said as he left. She was totally confused. Draco Malfoy just hugged her, he told her he never hated her and offered to look out for her but why? She didn't know. She wondered what Harry was doing. Then cut the thought out. She sat there for hours, wondering, crying occasionally, and asking herself why. Just as she was drifting off to sleep there was a gentle knock at her door.
"Who is it?"
"Draco."
"Oh. Erm... Come in." She said nervously. "You don't have to knock you know. It's your manor house."
"Yes I do. I'm sorry to disturb you but the Dark Lord wishes to see you. It's your initiation."
"Oh. Draco can I ask... Do you... you know..."
"Have the mark?" he finished her sentence. She nodded. "I won't lie to you. Yes I do" he rolled up the sleeve of his suit to reveal the Dark Mark.
"What do you have to do for the initiation?" she asked
"Well you have to first use the cruciatous curse then the imperious curse on another Death Eater who will tell the Dark Lord how well you have done and then you must kill a muggle born." She gasped. "I know your muggle born Hermione but you can't pull out now. The other Death Eaters want you to fail and if you do, they will kill you anyway."
"But they will fail me anyway, they all hate me."
"I'm the one who will be marking you." He said "Don't worry, come on." He ushered her out through the door. Then when they were in the room where the initiation was going to take place Hermione suddenly realised what she had let herself in for. The doors locked behind her and Voldermort was sitting on a chair at the end of the room.