* Draco's Angel *

* Chapter 2: A Rude Awakening *

* By Cyber Gal *

It was a dark and stormy morning as Hermione Granger awoke, only to find herself lying on a stiff cot inside a tiny dungeon cell. Her head ached terribly as she tried to recall what had happened earlier, but everything was foggy. As her brain cleared a little, she strangely remembered being at Hogwarts and then getting ready to go home for Christmas break.

As she got up of her little cot and walked over to the bars of the dungeon cell, she noticed she was inside a very small room. All around her were tools that she guessed were used for torture. Hermione shuddered as she thought of what may happen to her. She walked back down to her cot and sat down. There was a sudden noise coming from outside the dungeon. Hermione looked up and saw two cloaked figures climbing down the spiral staircase.

"Who's the new one?" one of the two men asked.

"She's that smart girl that Voldemort wanted," the other man grunted as he hit his partner over the head. "Do you remember anything?" The man looked down at Hermione. "Well, well, well. If you're such a brain then I guess you'll be able to find a way out. Huh?" The two men sniggered. "But I wouldn't try to hard little missy. It's nearly impossible to get out of the Malfoy mansion." The men laughed again and walked off.

Malfoy mansion? Hermione asked herself. Oh God, Hermione sighed. I'm at Malfoy's house. This was the last place Hermione wanted to be, Knowing Draco Malfoy, he'd show to mercy towards her. Especially her of all people. Hermione could feel her throat go dry and the tears swelled up in her eyes. She had no idea of what was going to happen to her, and mostly, she didn't really want to know. Hermione curled up in a ball in a corner of the room and cried herself back to sleep.

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Draco Malfoy sighed as he stepped through the large oak front doors that lead into the Malfoy Mansion. To Draco, it was like taking a step into hell. He was dreading what was going to happen in three day…his birthday. For most people, they look forward to their birthdays. Bit for Draco, it was the total opposite. His birthday meant becoming a death eater.

Draco didn't want that at all. He despised his father and Voldemort and wanted absolutely nothing to do with them. But, sadly enough, he knew it was going to happen. It was after all the family prophecy, and there was nothing Draco could do to change it. He had thought of running away many times. But it was worthless because Voldemort always had a way of tracking people down sooner or later.

As Draco swept through the large hallway and into one of the many living rooms of the Malfoy mansion, he saw his mother sitting on one of the armchairs. For the time being, his spirits lifted.

"Draco," Narcissa Malfoy called out to her son wrapping him in a big hug, which Draco gladly returned.

Draco hadn't felt a hug like this in a long time. Sure he had been hugged before many times but it wasn't the same as the genuine touch of his mother. In fact, Draco had nearly dated all of the girls in his year. But Draco knew he had never really loved any of them and he knew the only reason they went out with him was because he had become quite good looking. At school Draco was followed around by girls all wishing to date him.

When Narcissa finally let go of her son, she stood back in awe at how grown and handsome he had become.

"Draco," she said smiling at her son. "My, have you grown!"

"Thanks mum," he said returning the smile.

"How's school?" she asked returning to her seat on the armchair.

"Well you know, the usual," Draco replied sitting down across from her.

"Any lady in your life?" Narcissa asked laughing to herself as she saw her son blush.

"Well, just Pansy again. She just can't stand to be away from me," Draco said still blushing.

"Oh," Narcissa replied teasing her son. "I see. Just another groupie, huh?" Draco laughed.

"Exactly." He was about to say something else when Lucius Malfoy walked into the room breaking the momentary happiness.

"Draco," he said sternly. "I need to see you in my office."

"Yes sir," Draco replied no longer smiling. He got up and followed his father down a long hallway, past many doors, and into a tiny office. There was foul smell in the air and Draco what was coming.

"I would like you to meet someone," Lucius said in an evil tone pointing towards a large armchair that was facing the fire. Draco could not see the person face, but he already know who it was.

"Ah, if it isn't young Draco," the icy voice said making the hair on Draco's body stand on ends. "It's a pleasure to meet you and I'm very appreciative that you will soon be joining my side." Draco gulped. "In three Day's time you shall become one of my death eaters and I am very glad to have you on my side. I have great plans for you, great plans indeed. You and many others you're age and younger are going to step forward a join over onto my side. Sooner or later they'll realize the power of Lord Voldemort is stronger then any power of the light side." The voice laughed an evil laugh that sent chills through Draco's body making him shiver all over. "Come hear," it said to Draco. But Draco couldn't move. He was rooted to his spot in fear. "I said come here!" the voice said again in an angry tone. Draco wanted to move, but he couldn't. He couldn't face that hideous creature that was going to ruin his life. "Crucio!" it yelled and Draco fell to the floor screaming in pain.

Draco was used to his father saying this all the time but the spell coming from Lord Voldemort felt 100 time more powerful. Draco had never felt anything like that in his life. He lay there on the floor, his body still aching with pain. Draco's father looked down on his, giving him a look of such loathing that Draco had to look away. It was bad enough that Lucius beat his son but you would think that if someone else did it, he would be angry. But not with Lucius Malfoy. Lord Voldemort was his master and he would let him kill Draco if he wanted to.

"How did that feel Draco?" Voldemort asked. "Disobey me again, and I'll gladly give you some more. Now get up!" This time Draco got to his feet slowly and walked to the front of the arm chair. What he saw made him want to scream, but he held it in and stared down at the monster with hateful eyes. "Very good, Draco. Get mad, really mad. You'll need it." Just then there was a knock on the door and in came two men carrying something large.

"WE have the girl you wanted master," one of the men said.

"Very good," Voldemort replied. "Put her down." The two men did so and left the room. As Granger? Draco thought as he got a good look of her. What is she doing hear? "Well to answer your question Draco," Voldemort said. Draco had forgotten Voldemort could read minds. "I have a great plan involving the two of you. Lucius bring me the girl."

He nodded and walked over to where Hermione was sitting. He reached down and grabbed her firmly around the waist bringing here to where Lord Voldemort was standing. As Draco got a closer look at her, he noticed she was crying hysterically and had a look of pure terror on her face.

"Don't worry Miss Granger. I don't plan to hurt you. In fact it's the total opposite. I've noticed over the years that you have become one of the smartest students to enter Hogwarts. And since you're so smart, you must come from good genes. If you were to have a child, that child would take after you making it very smart. Now if I want to have a child to take my place, just a smart one isn't going to do. I also need it to be brave and athletic. And it also wouldn't help if that person were also interested in the dark arts. Now that's where you come in Draco," Voldemort finished giving a wicked smile at the two of them. It suddenly occurred to Draco what Voldemort was planning on doing. As Draco peered over at Hermione, he noticed she had gotten the drift to. "By the looks on your faces, I think you both understand what I'm going to do. And yes, it's going to happen whether you want it to or not. You both are going to give me a child that will take over my place and finally conquer the light side for good!"

"No," Hermione let out a weak whimper as she tried to escape. But Lucius ha a good grip on her and held on tight.

"Now Lucius, escort Miss Granger back to her dungeon cell accompanied by Mister Malfoy. The two of them should get to know each other." As Lucius dragged them from the room, Draco caught one last glimpse of Voldemort lying back in his chair laughing hysterically.

The End (until the next story)

So how was this chapter? What do you think so far on my story? In the next chapter Hermione and Draco will be locked up in a cell together with nothing to do. You'll see some other characters involved and some other stuff is going to happen. This story is dedicated to my fourteen reviewers. Thanks so much for reviewing! If you're reading this story now, please review. If you don't feel like writing a lot just say Good or More or anything else you would like to say. I really appreciate the people who take time to write a long review. When people tell me what they think about my story, it makes me write faster. So if you want the next chapter to come out sooner, PLEASE REVIEW! That's all for now and I hope you like this story,

~*~Cyber Gal~*~`