"Draco, I really don't want to do this," I whispered as we walked down the stairs.

"Too bad J.D.. I am going to that party and you are going as my date," Draco said. I sighed as I reached the last stair. My mum saw me and rushed over.

"Oh Jordan you look beautiful," she gushed.

"Thanks Mum," She continued to finger my dress and hair. Then she moved to the necklace.

"Is this the necklace Draco bought you?" She asked.

"Sure is," I said smiling at Draco.

"It's amazing," She said airily.

"I know."

"Well we should get going," Mr. Malfoy said. I nodded and kissed my mum on the cheek. Hermione and Ginny hugged me at the same time. Then Harry came over. I hadn't expected a good-bye from him. He pulled me into a hug and whispered in my ear.

"I don't trust everyone that's going to be there J.D.. I don't want you going at all, but it looks like you are. Stay close to Draco. I don't like him, but I can see he does care about you and he'll keep you safe." I nodded and kissed Harry's cheek. Harry turned around and said something to Draco that I didn't hear. Draco just nodded and glanced at me. Mrs. Malfoy then took Mr. Malfoy's arm and they apparated away. Draco then held his arm out for me to take. I hated apparating so I was hesitant to take his arm. I eventually took his arm and had the feeling of being shoved through a tube. The feeling disappeared quickly. Draco and I were standing in front of a mansion a few feet away from his parents. They saw us and began walking up the walk to the manor. Draco allowed me to stare for only a few moments before he pulled me to the door.

"Here we go," he muttered under his breath as we walked in. The inside of the mansion was beautiful. There was a spiral staircase on either side of the door made of elegant wood. Draco led me up the staircase on the right and we were about half-way up the stairs when I heard someone shout "Drakie!" Draco immediately stopped walking and wrapped his arm around my waist. He turned us around slowly and I saw Pansy at the bottom of the stairs smiling up at him. Her smile turned to a glare when he saw where his arm was.

"Drakie?" She asked, "Why are you with her?" Draco rolled his eyes before answering.

"She's my date," he said turning us around again and continuing to walk up the stairs. I heard Pansy whining and Draco walked a little faster. I smirked and raised my eyebrows.

"Hate her," he said plainly. When we reached the top of the stairs I could hear music softly playing. Draco led me to another door and took a deep breath before opening it. Inside I saw so many people. There was a small ensemble in a corner and a few people dancing. Many people were walking around with drinks, mingling. Draco caught a waiter as he walked by and grabbed two drinks. He handed one to me and I raised my eyebrows.

"It's not poisoned," He said smiling a little, "You can drink it."

"If you say so," I said before taking a small sip. It didn't taste too bad. I had no clue what it was or what was in the drink though. I was going to ask Draco what was in the drink, but a group of people came over to us.

"Very beautiful date, Malfoy. Mind if I have a dance?" One man asked.

"Yes, I do mind Dolohov," Draco said pulling me closer. I gasped involuntarily as Draco said his name. Dolohov was a ruthless Death Eater. I understood now why Harry wanted me to stay with Draco. If Draco cared about me though why did he bring me here? Dolohov raised his eyebrows when I gasped but didn't say anything.

"Now Malfoy-" Dolohov started again.

"Leave us be," Draco said leaning his head against mine. Dolohov glared at Draco and stalked off.

"Draco," I whispered, "I shouldn't be here. That was a death eater." I thought for a moment before continuing, "Why is a death eater here? I thought you said reporters would be here."

"There were reporters here earlier. We came a little later than I thought. Reporters leave, death eaters come." I glanced around nervously.

"Draco, I shouldn't be here," I repeated.

"Jordan it's fine. Should be fine. No one knows who you are so you'll be fine." I nodded but moved a little closer to Draco. A few more people came and talked to Draco, but I didn't catch their names. I didn't talk much. I was too afraid of slipping up, but I would smile and laugh. If the room wasn't full of death eaters I would be having a wonderful time. After a couple hours of talking and drinking the room got very quiet very quick.

"Sh*t," I heard Draco mutter, "You're right. You shouldn't be here now." My eyes widened.

"Draco? What's going on?" I asked. He shushed me and appeared to be thinking. Mr. Malfoy walked over to us.

"Draco I didn't know He was doing this tonight," he said quietly.

"Jordan needs to leave right now," Draco said.

"She can't," Mr. Malfoy turned to me, "Act like you belong Jordan. When Draco leaves you stay next to me understand?" I had no clue what was going on so I just nodded. Suddenly my scar started burning like crazy. I gasped a little and Draco looked over at me.

"Scar," I whispered. He grimaced and squeezed my hand, but that's about all he could do. My scar only burned when Voldemort was around. I gasped again involuntarily when realization hit me. Voldemort was here. I felt my knees go weak and Mr. Malfoy wrapped an arm around my waist to support me.

"Young Malfoy," a voice whispered. I knew it was Him. "Come here," Voldemort said. Draco took a deep breath and nodded at his father before walking to the front of the room. "You remember the task I gave you?" Voldemort asked Draco.

"Yes, my Lord," Draco said nodding. What task was he talking about?

"Good. You will be receiving the Dark Mark tonight." I gasped again at this. Draco was getting the Dark Mark? No, he couldn't. He wasn't a Death Eater. Sure he seemed to be an evil boy who hated many things, but this wasn't him. Draco just nodded before rolling up his sleeve. I shook my head quickly and closed my eyes. This wasn't happening. It was a dream. I opened my eyes, but everything was the way it was before I closed them. Draco still stood at the front of the room with Voldemort standing in front of him. Voldemort pressed his wand to Draco's left forearm muttering a word or two I couldn't hear. Draco immediately fell to his knees in pain. "Remember your mission," Voldemort said before apparating away. I wanted to go to Draco and make sure he was okay. It looked like it really hurt. Draco was still on the ground grabbing his forearm. I wiggled out of Mr. Malfoy's grasp and looked up at him. He nodded signaling it was alright if I went to Draco. I quickly walked over to Draco and kneeled down beside him. He looked up at me, and I saw he had tears in his eyes. Draco quickly looked away and wiped his eyes.

"I'm sorry Jordan. I didn't know he would be here," I just nodded. I didn't know what to think. Voldemort had given Draco a mission and made him a death eater. I didn't know if I should be afraid of him or not. I wasn't happy that he brought me here. Even if Voldemort didn't show up he still knew about the Death Eaters, and he still brought me.

"Let me see it," I whispered. Draco looked hesitant so I took his arm and pulled it into my lap. I gently touched the edges of the mark, and Draco sighed.

"It doesn't burn when you touch it," he said, grabbing my hand and completely covering the mark. He moaned quietly and leaned down resting his forehead against mine. "It feels amazing," Draco whispered. I raised my eyebrows. He was acting like he was high. I was a little freaked out.

"Stand up," a voice behind us said. I turned and saw Mr. Malfoy. He held out his hand for me, and I took it. I pulled Draco up with me. "Let me see it son." Draco held out his left arm. "It will be fine," Mr. Malfoy said, "It will just burn for a few days or so. We need to get back to Jordan's house though."