Chapter Seven

The Plan...

Draco woke up in a daze. His vision blurry and he was very groggy. Crabbe was standing over him, Goyle was standing infront of the door, and Pansy Parkinson was looking out of a window across the room. There were at least five other students, all of them different ages. Draco shoved Crabbe away with one hand, reaching for his wand with the other.

"What's going on? Where's Snape?" Draco barked.

"Expelliarmus!" Goyle shouted.

Draco stepped out of the way and the spell hit another student, knocking her against the wall.

"Petrificus Totalus!" Draco shot back.

Goyles arms straightened by his side and his legs stuck together, making him fall backwards. Pansy and another student shot spells at Draco, who couldn't send any of his own back, so he blocked all of them. Draco had been betrayed. Goyle layed behind him, Crabbe to his left, a scared look on his face. He realised that they all knew that he was a Deatheater and they were trying to kill him. Dracos mind went black, and without even thinking he almost cast the Cruciartus Curse.

"CRUC-"

Draco was hit in the chest, mid spell, by a Hex that sent him backwards, and slamming into a wall. Pansy stood over him, her wand pointed directly at his face. Her face was marked with pure hatred.

"Sorry." She said coldly. "Avada-"

"NO!"

Draco and Pansy looked over to see a younger Slytherin boy. He looked to be in his Fifth or Sixth year, but it was hard to tell.

"Don't kill 'em Pansy! What're you doing?" He yelled.

"Rick, have you lost your mind?" Pansy snapped. "He's a Deatheater! We can't have him here, not with us! We already have to deal with Bellatrix and the Carrows!"

"So what if he is? What if he ain't like 'em?" Rick asked.

"RICK, HE ALMOST CAST ONE OF THE UNFORGIVABLES! THOSE ARE ILLE-"

"So did you!" Rick snarled. "What makes ya' any better than him?"

Pansy glared at Rick, her eyes cold. She tucked her wand in her robes before stepping away from Draco. Crabbe walked over and reached his hand out to Draco, offering to help him get to his feet.

"Piss off, Crabbe." Draco hissed, smacking his hand.

"I'm, um, sorry about last class." Crabbe said quietly. "But you see what he does!"

"Forces duels between students, loser takes the Cruciartus. Usually from the winner." Pansy added, her voice still cold.

"Shut it, Pansy." Draco snapped.

"Draco, what're ya' doing back at Hogwarts?" Rick asked, trying to avoid another conflict.

"Nothing of your concern." Draco spat.

"I did just save your life." Rick said.

"Please," Draco chuckled. "Pansy would be lucky to cause a nosebleed."

"I don't know about that, we've been learning 'em in Amycus' class. Pansys got the Imperious mastered, and working on the Killing."

"How? In such a short amount of time?"

"We may not like like Amycus, but he's a bloody good teacher when it comes to the Dark Arts. Not surprising though." Another Slytherin student added, sarcastically.

"Where's Snape?" Draco asked.

"Oh, that was Pansy. She drank a Polyjuice potion right afta' class." Rick said.

"You should work on your posture." Draco hissed.

"Really, Malfoy?" Pansy snarled.

"Your grammar could use more work, as well."

"Would you like to give it a shot?" Pansy said coldly.

"YOU'RE AN IDIOT! YOU COULD'VE GOTTEN YOURSELF AND EVERYONE ELSE IN HERE KILLED!"

"BUT I DIDN'T!"

"JUST SHUT IT!"

"OR ELSE WHAT? Will your father hear about this?" Pansy mocked.

"WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT MY FATHER?"

"Enough to know that he's a filthy Deatheater with a one way trip to Azgaban!"

Draco tackled Pansy, shoving her against the wall with he wand to her neck. It all happened in the blink of an eye, no one saw it coming, not even Draco. Pansys eyes were wide, her face went pale. Draco, on the other hand, was filled with pure rage. He could kill her. He knew it, and so did Pansy and everyone else.

"D-Draco..." Rick said softly.

Draco looked over at Rick. His reddish-brown hair covering his left eye, but Rick moved it back to where it normally was. His eyes green, and nose round. Rick could pass as a fifth or sixth year easily. Draco looked around the room. Goyles wand was pointed uselessly at the ground, Crabbes wand at his side. Two others had their wands pointed at Draco, fear covering their face. Everyone else was either standing or sitting, but looked tense either way. Draco let go of Pansy and shoved her away. Rick caught her and pulled her away. Draco tucked his wand away before walking towards the middle of the common room.

"You want to know why I'm back here? Fine. My father was, and still is, a Deatheater. A few years ago, he pissed off You-Know-Who. His punishment was having me recruited. I was given the task to..." Draco paused. Everyone was whispering to one another, but stopped once Draco quit talking. "I can't tell you my task exactly, but I can say that I know who killed Dumbledore. Quite a few Deatheaters showed up in the castle, and a short duel happened in the Astronomy Tower against Dumbledore. He had me down.. I stunned him, and he fell. With Dumbledore gone, You-Know-Who took over the Ministry, and made Snape and Bellatrix the Headmasters of Hogwarts. My task now is to spy on everyone and find Potter." Everyone gasped. "If I find Potter, I can get the Deatheaters out of here.

Everyone was quiet. Draco had killed Dumbledore. Draco has to find Harry Potter. Draco let the Deatheaters in the school.

"It was you." Pansy spoke up. "You killed Dumbledore."

"Why?" Asked Charles, a fourth year Slytherin.

"I had to. I didn't want to. I didn't mean to." Tears started to fall from Dracos cheeks. "Or He was gonna kill me."

"How are you going to stop this?" Pansy asked.

"Dumbledores Army." Draco snapped.

"Who?" Pansy barked.

"Potter, Weasly and Granger created it two years ago to fight off Umbridge. They're a rebellion with Gryffindor members, mainly. If anyone knows where Potter is, it'll be them."

"Now that ya' mention it, there have been students ditchin' classes to go to some 'Room of Requirement. They say its hidden from some map of the school." Rick said.

"The Marauders Map!" Charles added.

Draco thought about what the Marauders map was, but it didn't ring a bell. But why wouldn't it see the Room of Requirement. Draco looked back up at Rick.

"Rick, what year are you?" Draco asked.

"Sixth. Why?" Rick answered.

"I'll need you. Get close to Luna Lovegood or Ginny Weasly, they're in your age group. Work your trust on them, and try to get in their ranks."

Sweet!" Rick exclaimed.

"What about the rest of us?" Pansy demanded.

"Everyones got a different role. I'll let you all know later tomorrow. Rick, you start first thing in the morning." A smirk grew on Dracos face.

So once again, thanks for reading! Things start to get interesting immediatly after this chapter! Sorry for the first six being boring, but it DOES get interesting. If you have any questions, please ask and I'll answer! But please follow, review and favorite! Thank you!