Thank you to all of you who have posted comments and reviews, as well as to my wonderful betas Samantha and Julie. I hope that you all enjoy the betaed version of the chapter. Hopefully chapter 5 will be out to you soon.
Xandrina

Chapter 4
Harry probably thinks that Hermione and I are coming up with some great plan on how to make her a pureblood witch now. Ginny thought as she entered her dorm room. Everyone else that lived there was already asleep. Quietly she plopped herself on her bed. He certainly must be under enough stress trying to defeat Voldemort; worrying about how Hermione is going to deal with her crush on Draco should not fall on him.
***Flashback***
 Weasley, I thought you had no intentions' of ever being alone anywhere with me. Draco sarcastically commented as the redhead entered the room.
Your offer was simply too good to resist. She answered sweetly. What is going on with me?
***End Flashback***
Then again given the current situation, it probably shouldn't fall on me either. What have I done?
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Nothing! How can the books have nothing on changing one's heritage? Certainly someone has despised their lineage before. Hermione flipped angrily through another unhelpful spell book.
Hermione, are you ever going to go to sleep? Lavender interrupted Hermione's thoughts. Some of us would like to be able to sleep, say sometime tonight?
Well some of us have more important things to worry about than sleep! Hermione snapped.
Hermione, are you all right? You don't seem like yourself lately, Lavender offered sympathetically.
Just peachy. I will go to the Common Room, then you can get your precious sleep.
I was just trying to help, Lavender stated helplessly. You just seem like you need some female input.
I just want to solve my problem and begin living, Hermione stormed out of the room.
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Draco Malfoy wondered around the Slytherin Common Room holding a letter that every Slytherin either awaited with anticipation or dread. His hands were shaking and his heart was in his throat. He slowly unfolded the letter and read it to himself.
Mr. Malfoy,
I hope that this letter finds you in good health, regardless of your current situation with your father and his present predicament. I know you know what I want from you with the arrival of this letter. You will appear in the Forbidden Forest on the night of the full moon to receive your induction into the Death Eaters. Yes, and the hidden text is Draco I don't like those who go against my will. Do know I will rid the world of all those you care about and then yourself if you do not join?' Just like he did to Vincent.
See you then,
Your Lord and Master Voldemort My Lord and Master?! Who does this guy think he is? I am my Lord and Master, and nothing that man would like to do to stop that will succeed.
Is he even a man? What exactly is he? Ooh, I spent a really long time in an out of body experience because some big bad baby attacked me. I'm scary! Obey me and fear me, I am Lord Woosymore. Who does he think he is kidding?
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 Hermione murmured into the book that she was resting her head on. This book really did me no good. She wiped the puddle of drool off of her face. What time is it? She looked at her clock and was filled with a sense of alarm. Oh goodness! If I do not hurry, I will miss breakfast. She hurriedly fumbled with her clothes and rushed down the stairs. She was in such a hurry that she forgot about the broken star and tumbled head over heels down the stairs. A hand appeared and offered to help her up as soon as she had stopped. She looked up in shock. Malfoy, offering to help me up? Whatever is going on?
What Granger? Does this go against your stereotypical thoughts of me? Is being gentlemanly against all laws of being The Evil Draco Malfoy. Draco's voice though filled with sarcasm also seemed to have a twinge of hurt hidden in its depths. Then again I am sure that it probably is against Lord Oooh I'm So Scary's code, but he doesn't count.
No, I just was not expecting it. By this time he had all ready helped her up, but she was just beginning to regain her composure. Thank you, was all that she was able to muster, though her voice was filled with gratitude
No problem. Has her hair always looked like that? He asked himself. They both then proceeded to the Great Hall, where a stream of owls were flying in with the mail.
Good morning Harry, Ron, Ginny. Hermione cheerfully announced her presence while acknowledging each of her friends.
Goodness, someone is in a good mood this morning. Harry thought to himself.
Ginny started, a grin playing with her lips, did I just see you walk in here with Draco? Part of her tone was teasing, but the other was curious with a desire to know if her eyes were deceiving her.
You just walked in here with who? Ron questioned accusingly. His face had quickly turned as red as his hair. He was wringing his hands as if he were going to break something.
Ginny used a warning tone that reminded him greatly of his mum. Ron quieted himself, but his coloring become even brighter as more blood rushed to his face.
I fell down the stairs, Hermione answered Ginny quietly while looking down at her plate. The blood was rushing to her face, and both she and Ron were looking like quite the red-faced pair. Draco helped me up. He was quite the gentleman. A smile crept to her face as it always did when she allowed her thoughts to drift to him.
Harry started, worry creeping into his voice, I know you think that he is wonderful and sweet, but you know as well as I do that there is more to Malfoy than that.
Yes, he is wonderful and handsome, too. Quite good with the ladies too I must add. A voice drawled from behind them.
Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny looked up in shock. Draco stood before them, waiting for some sort of reaction. Ginny shot Ron a warning look. Why does she keep trying to be Mum. I could show him a thing or two. Ron thought angrily. Doesn't she know that he is scum?
Cat got your tongue Weasley? Draco questioned noticing the exchange of glances between Ron and Ginny.
Ron shot Draco a vehement look.
Well no need to be rude. I was just trying to be civil. Seems to me that Granger should not be questioning my behavior, but perhaps that of her friends. I did not start all of this, but I am offering to end it. Draco offered his hand as if to shake on an agreement.
The hell you didn't start all this! You started all this back in first year, when you tried to convince Harry that he shouldn't be friends with me and rather with you and your kind. Ron was about to take Draco's hand and push it away.
Mr. Weasley, are you bothering Mr. Malfoy? You do know that fighting is against the school rules. Ten points from Gryffindor and I am going to be forced to give you detention for this. Be careful, if you are caught breaking too many school rules, I will be forced to expel you. Detention. My classroom tonight at seven. Do not be late. Snape was there and gone so quickly that Ron had thought that maybe he had imagined it.
Goodness Weasley, I don't even have to try to get you in trouble, Malfoy taunted.
Hermione asked in quiet pleading, will you please just go and allow me to deal with Ron. You can come and do what ever you want to later.
Ginny nodded in agreement with Hermione.
I don't have to listed to that Mud... I am going to have to stop calling her that, and the Little Weaslette agreeing!. he said through gritted teeth as he turned and walked away.
Harry started to try to talk to Ron, but Ron glared at Harry and stormed out of the Great Hall before Harry could get another word in.
I don't need to hear it from him too. I don't want to hear about any of it. Did everyone fall off the Hogwarts Express and forget that we don't like Malfoy. Now everyone adores him. I am their friend, not Malfoy. Why can't they see that whatever he is doing right now? He is playing them. Ron stormed out of the Great Hall. No one followed.
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It was late afternoon when Hermione arrived back at the Common Room. Nothing! I guess changing my family history is not going to work. Suddenly images of her mum and dad filled her head. Tears filled her eyes and through her blurred vision she dropped her books and fell to her knees, her tears were now spilling out and there was nothing she could do to stop them. I am so awful. How could I? How could I?
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 Draco shouted as he entered the library. Madam Pince gave him a warning look. What is she glaring at? No need to get upset. I just have to find Vincent. Now! What is so awful about that? Draco ran his fingers over the letter in his pocket, scanning the room.
Draco, the library is a place for quiet. Vincent came up behind Draco. I have a pretty good idea what you are here for, but we cannot talk about it here. He pulled a letter that looked remarkably like the one that Draco had been grasping in his pocket.
Then where? Draco demanded.
Follow me.
Draco followed mildly amused that this was the same person who had been his personal body guard for five years. Taking orders from Crabbe! Whatever is the world coming to? Draco watched in awe as Crabbe tapped on a bookcase three times on one book then six on another and the bookcase swung open revealing a room. Slowly they both walked in, the entrance swinging closed behind them.
So, I've been thinking about writing an article on how to piss of the Dark Lord in 10 seconds, and I thought I could come to you for advice.
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She had gone to him every time in desperation; she could not help herself. He was evil. Or at least evil enough that she could find some comfort in being used by him. And he did. She thought bitterly to herself. I let him use me. I begged him to use me. Tears poured down her face for what seemed like the millionth time. Only this time someone saw and came to her rescue.
Are you all right? He asked wrapping his arms around her. It was the second time that he had been there when she had broken down. This time she decided to tell him her story.