DISCLAIMER: All Harry Potter related characters and ideas belong to J.K. Rowling. Sorry about the lines, I know they're annoying, but my computer doesn't upload the paragraph indentations, so it's either this, or one big squished together blob (trust me thats much harder to read) Enjoy the Chapter.

____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________________________________________________ "Well well well...isn't this cozy? Draco, when I said become her friend and gain her trust, I didn't mean find your way into her pants as well. But now that I think about it..." Lucious started, fingering his beard evily, "this could work out to my advantage. My son and the Dark Lord's daughter...yes, that would definitely secure me a postion of power in the new world. Good work son, you did your job well." ____________________________________________________________________________ _____________________________________ "What job?" Lydia asked. ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________ "Oh, I suppose you wouldn't know, would you?" Lucious commented. "I sent Draco here to spy on you, which is what he has been doing for the past month." ____________________________________________________________________________ _______________________________________________ She stared disbelievingly at Draco. "Is that true?" ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________________ He looked down, thinking that this was easily the worst moment of his life. "I can explain...see that's what it was at first, but then..." ____________________________________________________________________________ _______________________________________ She cut him off. "I can't believe I actually trusted you! Shit, I even started to fall for you!" ____________________________________________________________________________ _________________________________________ Draco started to speak again, and again, she cut him off, "No, don't talk, I need to explain something to you. See I've never loved anyone in my life. My mother is a cold hearted bitch, and my father...I don't think I really need to comment on that. I came to Hogwarts, and for the first time I found people who cared about me. There are two people that come to mind when I say that. Harry, and you. I loved you, Draco, something that has never happened with me before, and you ruined it. You broke my trust, and I'm pretty sure you broke me. I don't think anyone could have found a better way to hurt me, because I don't really think you understand just how much I cared about you. This would be the part where I scream that I never want to see you again, and then storm off, but I'm pretty sure he won't let me do that," she motioned to Lucious, who nodded. ____________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________ "Yes, I'm afraid that would be quite impossible given the circumstances."

____________________________________________________________________________ ___________________________________________ "Well then I'll just have to ignore you, instead," with that she turned her back on Draco. ____________________________________________________________________________ ___________________________________________ "This saves me the trouble of going down to the dungeons to get you. Lydia, your father is here, we must go greet him," Lucious said. ____________________________________________________________________________ _____________________________________________ "And I don't suppose I have a choice?" ____________________________________________________________________________ _______________________________________________ "Not really,no." ____________________________________________________________________________ _______________________________________________ "Fine. I might as well atleast see what the evil wanker wants." ____________________________________________________________________________ ______________________________________________ She followed him out of the room. Lucious came back in and looked at Draco for a moment. "Just uhh...stay here, and entertain our guest. I'll be putting gaurds outside the door so neither of you leave." ____________________________________________________________________________ ______________________________________________ Once he was gone Harry crawled out from under the bed. Hermione turned on him. "Did you know she was you know who's daughter?" ____________________________________________________________________________ _____________________________________________ He nodded. ____________________________________________________________________________ _____________________________________________ "Why didn't you tell anyone?" ____________________________________________________________________________ ___________________________________________ "Why would I do that? It would only cause trouble for her." ____________________________________________________________________________ ___________________________________________ She stared at him. "But what if she's evil? Then you just let her get away!" ____________________________________________________________________________ ______________________________________________ "Hermione, she's not evil. And besides, Dumbledore knows. He would have done something if he'd thought she was a threat." ____________________________________________________________________________ ______________________________________________ "We need to find a way out of here," Draco interrupted. ____________________________________________________________________________ ______________________________________________ Harry glared at him, "What do you mean we? Hermione and I aren't going anywhere with you. You betrayed Lydia...she really did care, you know. You should have heard her. Whenever you weren't around, all she'd do was go on and on about how wonderful you were. I can't believe we didn't see through it." ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________________ Draco sighed. "Listen Potter, you didn't see through it, because there was nothing to see through." ____________________________________________________________________________ ___________________________________________ "What are you getting at, Malfoy?" ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________________ "I went into it with the intentions my father instilled in me, but something changed. Everything was different suddenly, I saw the world in a whole new light. I cared aout her as well, and I still do. You probably don't believe me, and I know I don't deserve that,but I want to rescue Lydia just as much as you do." ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________________ "Why exactly should we trust you this time?" ____________________________________________________________________________ _____________________________________________ "Because you don't really have a choice. Even if you manage to get past the gaurds, you won't know where the hell you're going." ____________________________________________________________________________ _____________________________________________ Hermione looked at Harry. "He's right, we do need him." ____________________________________________________________________________ _____________________________________________ "Alright Malfoy, but I swear, if you hurt her again..." Harry threatened in a voice so menacing it surprised both Hermione and Draco. ____________________________________________________________________________ _______________________________________ "You'll bite my head off and tear it into little tiny shreds?" Draco offered. ____________________________________________________________________________ ___________________________________________ Harry nodded, "Among other things, yes." ____________________________________________________________________________ ___________________________________________ "After all this time, finally, we meet face to face. Tell me dear, how has life been treating you?" ____________________________________________________________________________ _____________________________________________ Lydia stared at her father disbelievingly. "Why don't we start with the fact that my mother hates me? Honestly, couldn't you have shagged someone with a fully functioning heart? Or how about we discuss my love life? Did you know that one of the two people I have ever loved has just betrayed me because of you? Oh, and the other one, by the way, you're constantly trying to kill! Not to mention I'm being held here against my will. But I must apologize. It's probably not easy for you, what with being a power hungry cold blooded monster and all." ____________________________________________________________________________ _________________________________________ "Yes, you're right, it's very difficult," he mused, obviously missing her sarcasm. "As to this boy, the one that betrayed you, who is he?" ____________________________________________________________________________ _________________________________________ "Why do you care?" ____________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________ "It hurts me when you ask questions like that. I'm your father, I'm supposed to care." ____________________________________________________________________________ ___________________________________________ "No, you're supposed to want to care, not feel an obligation." ____________________________________________________________________________ ___________________________________________ "He has turned your heart to stone. Tell me his name, I shall have him killed." ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________________ "I don't want Draco killed, thats very...inhumane," Lydia looked apalled. ____________________________________________________________________________ ___________________________________________ "Draco Malfoy? Lucious's son? He's a future death eater! Atleast you were looking in the right place. I'm proud you've decided to join our side," Voldemort beamed (if that's possible). ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________________ "I didn't choose your side! I didn't know he was evil when I was with him. He was spying on me for you, that's how he betrayed me. I'd like to thank you for ruining my life." ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________________ "It doesn't have to be this way Lydia. You can freely join us, and together we will rule the new world. You could have anything you desired, the best of everything. Why, you'd be an actual princess...but for a small price." ____________________________________________________________________________ _________________________________________ "What price?" Lydia asked. ____________________________________________________________________________ ______________________________________________ Her eyes were starting to glaze over, as if his words were having a hypnotic affect. ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________________ "You would give up your friendship with Harry Potter, for I will inevitably kill him." A deadly silence hung over his words. ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________________ A part of Lydia was screaming out in terror, that no, this wasn't right, and she would never let anyone kill Harry, but that part went unheard, lost into the fog of her brain. She knew her father had put some sort of curse on her, that would make her consent to whatever he wanted, even if it was against her will. She tried to fight it, to scream out loud the madness of the whole situation, but her mind wouldn't allow it. Instead she found her lips forming words that came from somewhere else entirely, for she would have rather died than thought them herself. "Very well then. Kill him if you must. He means nothing to me." ____________________________________________________________________________ ___________________________________________ Voldemort smiled a cold, satisfied smile, that chilled her down to the very bone. "I knew you'd see things my way. You just needed a little push in the right direction." ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________ END OF CHAPTER. Sorry this one was so short, this just seemed like a good place to end it. I like to keep the ends of my chapter suspenseful, all part of my evil plan to keep you reading. Next one will probably be bigger, I have considerably large plans for this story. Thanks to everyone who reviews.