A/N: Thank you for all the amazing reviews for alerting to my story! It's 2.30am right now, so sorry for any spelling/grammar mistakes. But yes, I hope you enjoy this chapter. The romance between Zara and Draco will take a while to blossom. I'm sorry, but I can't stand Draco/OC stories where one day they hate each other, and the next they're in love with eachother getting married. Then the rest of the fic is just smut. haha :) Oh yes, i'm going to try and my following chapters much longer in length, I never realised how short they were. x Enjoyyy.

Amin Milani gazed upon his daughter who sat beside him; her head was bowed down while she played with a piece of hair. The hands fiddling with the locks shook vigorously, and her back would slowly heave up and down as she took slow deep breaths.

Draco on the other hand seemed composed. Sat across the table, parallel to Zara, Draco appeared dignified; containing any fear he was feeling. Draco glanced at Zara's slouched figure and couldn't help but undergo a feeling of pity for the girl. If he didn't hold such pride in himself, he couldn't deny that he wouldn't be in the same disposition as her. However, Zara lacked any ability to conceal her fear and it was apparent to all the persons in the room that she was frightened. Zara felt pathetic, she was able to keep her anxiety masked until she was made to practically sit next to the Dark Lord. As soon as she was perched on the seat, she caught the sight of the red snake like eyes and she could no longer bottle up the feelings. She felt her father's hand tenderly rub her back in attempt to calm her down.

Amin couldn't help but feel humiliated as his fellow death eaters and Master looked at his emotional wreck of a daughter. The sentence, "I trust you will not do anything that will bring shame to your family." he had written on the letter previously sent to his daughter flashed through his mind. Amin could not understand how he could produce such an embarrassment of a child, even to the point where he accused his wife of cheating on him. If it wasn't for the striking physical resemblance between him and Zara, he would refuse to accept her as his own. His hand rotated on her back. He leaned down towards her ear and whispered softly.

"Please, control yourself. You're not making a good impression."

Zara knew that everyone already thought she was pitiable, now it was the fact that when she raised her head she would have to face the looks of disgust of the death eaters. Zara took in a deep breath and rose her head up; making sure she didn't see the dirty looks being radiated at her, her head instantly turned to the dark lord. Again her eyes met the red orbs, she fought her body's urges to ripe the gaze away from them.

"Well Amin, this is your famous blood traitor of a daughter?" Bellatrix seethed. "I know you just can't kill her because she's your "little girl", me on the other hand…I have no problem with dealing with scum like her. But I'll let my Lord deal with her." A wicked grin appeared on her face, turning towards Voldemort, eager to hear what he had in store for Zara. Amin merely shook his head at the witch's remark, while Zara's eyes grew wide at the statement.

"Bellatrix, no need to frighten our guest even more." He finally spoke, turning towards Zara. "You need not be afraid. We are here to discuss a task you and Draco are to help me with, before you can officially become death eaters" Both Draco and Zara stole a quick glance from each other, confusion plastered on their faces.

"I need you to spy on Harry Potter."

Two young wizards were sat back in the Slytherin common room, on that same plush green couch in front of the fire place.

"How are we going to do this?" Zara muttered running her hand through her hair.

"I don't know." Draco muttered. "Me and him hate each other, it's not like he would give me any valuable information."

The two Slytherins sat in silence, deep in thought. Draco turned to look at Zara. The light from the fireplace hit her face creating contorting shadows.

"Milani, I thought you were a muggle lover. I don't understand why you're going to be a death eater."

Zara sighed. "Don't call me a muggle lover. You make me seem like I'm some kind of advocate for equality in muggle or something. Look, I just don't agree with the whole "pureblood superiority" scandal. I don't want to become a death eater, but I'm going to because that's what my parents want. I want my parents to be proud of me for once, and if that means going against my morals, then so be it. "

"So then you would be able to kill an innocent being, because Zara, that's one of the duties of a death eater." Draco stated.

"I don't want to talk about this. Can we… just get back to the matter at hand, please?" Zara could feel the glaze of water on her eyes that the tears threatened to spill from, she knew what she had to do as a death eater, she just hated being reminded of it.

"Why don't you get close to him?" Draco suggested.

"I don't think he'd want to associate himself with me Draco, he'd just see that I'm a Slytherin and run the other way."

"Of course he would. You just need to…seduce him or something. Show a bit of cleavage, shorten your skirt, and sit next to him in class, then you know rub his thigh under the table. Ooo yeah, boys love that kind of stuff."

Zara's face dropped. "Ergh, Malfoy no. You're disgusting."

"Well I don't see you with any better ideas."

"We're trying to get information out of him. I'm not going to fuck him in order to do so."

"I didn't say anything about shagging. Teasing would be the appropriate word to describe what I was asking you to do." Draco's signature smirk appeared on his face.

"No."

"Well then what do you propose we do Milani?"

"I, um-"

"Zara, there you are!"

The girl whipped her head around to be greeted by the dark handsome Blaise. He perched himself next to her on the sofa and suavely placed his arm around her shoulder. Completely ignoring Draco, he spoke

"Where have you been, I've been looking for you everywhere." He lied.

"Oh, I've just been in my dorm…napping." She happily snuggled into his body.

Draco grimaced at the two of them. One thing caught his eye though, Zara's smile. It wasn't something that was often seen by him, but when she smiled it had felt like the whole room had lit up. She looked truly happy and he could feel it radiating off of her. Blaise's charms had clearly won the girl over. Zara sat in Blaise's arms, her head resting on his chest as she looked at the fire, the smile permanently on her face. Blaise felt Draco's stare on them and looked back at the boy. He quickly glanced down at the girl and looked back at Draco, indicating to Zara, his face contorted into disgust.

Draco shook his head as he got up.

"I don't know what you're up to Blaise, but Zara I suggest you stay away from him." He walked off to his dorm leaving a confused Zara in the arms of Blaise.

"My lord, what were you thinking? A blood traitor becoming a Death eater!" Bellatrix howled. "You should have just let me kill her on the spot!"

The Dark Lord smirked. "Fear is an amazing thing Bellatrix. If someone fears you, you have the ability of being able to shape and mould them. The girl has no backbone, will in no way betray me and, do as I say. Those are the kind of people I need."

"But, she does not deserve to live! She at least deserves to be punished, she is a blood traitor!"

"Her punishment is becoming a death eater Bellatrix. I want her to cause suffering to innocents, I want to make her watch the fear in their eyes as she kills them. She fears death, but by the time I'm done with her, she'll be welcoming it with open arms. I want her to fear living."

Bellatrix allowed an evil grin to appear on her face. "You are brilliant." The witch's cackle echoed throughout the room.