Chapter 3

Disclaimer: As everybody knows, I own nothing of Harry Potter that is all JK Rowling's.  Just the plot is mine. Well, if there is any… I also own the characters Jeremy and David

 

A/N: Some of this chapter (the flashback part mostly) will probably be confusing, but just hold on… it should make sense eventually (as in later chapters.) I give you chapter 3…

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"But that's impossible! There are strong curses protecting the Ministry of Magic, it can't be set on fire!"

"Well, technically it can, on a count of it is. Wow! Those must have been some really strong curses."

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Sirius sat at his home desk, holding a newspaper, that had an article of attacks led by Harry Potter, which was not a hard thing to find theses days. He wasn't really reading, just thinking. Why did Harry turn? Well of course I know some of the reason, if that can even be considered a reason. But that can't be all of it.

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Sirius had to walk quickly to catch up with Harry.

"Harry, Wait!"

"Wait for what exactly, the world to catch on fire and take me out of this bloody misery?" asked Harry, not even slowing down his pace.

"Just give me one reason, please. Why betray your parents?" demanded Sirius.

At this Harry stopped and turned around, angrily shouting, "Betray my parents? Follow in my mother's footsteps is more like it! And as for my father, I can bloody well be a Death Eater and a wealthy little bastard at the same time."  

"Stop it! You don't know what you are talking about. You only got a glimpse-"

"I saw enough! If that is what I am supposed to live up to or something, it wont be hard, I can tell you."

"Please, it was a rough time in their lives, you don't understand. Just give them a chance!" Sirius pleaded.

"You know what? I'm tired of giving people second chances. It seems like the only thing I've been doing all my life. The Dursleys, Malfoy, Ron and Hermione, just to name a few. And I'm sorry if I'm tired of it. My parents don't seem anything too special to me."

"But Harry, believe me, you don't know what you are talking about."

"Oh will you just sod off already?" And with that Harry ran off. The very next night was to be the death date of Author Weasley.

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Ron was, once again, busy at work. The Ministry of Magic was in chaos. The building wasn't burned too badly, but the question was how was it burned at all? After the Death Eaters had dissapperated, the fire surrounding the thick, outside walls was extinguished quickly. But the scorch marks were hard to cover. All over the wizarding world rumors were spreading that the M.O.M. building was just ashes, or at least half of the building was. And Ron, as well as many others, were

wishing the Death Eaters more horrible deaths then usual.

Hermione, on the other hand, was having a pleasant time with Remus Lupin. They were catching up, since they hadn't talked in about two months, and Remus was

currently learning that one of his least favorite students was an Undercover.

"Really? Well I would never have guessed that Draco Malfoy of all people would have become an Undercover. I always thought he was a real Death Eater," said Remus.

"Nope," replied Hermione. Just then, an owl flew through the opened window and dropped a letter onto Hermione's lap. She didn't recognize it, so she assumed it was a ministry owl, from Ron. She unfolded the parchment and read the letter, eagerly.

Dear Hermione,

         I am sending this letter through Ron; I wouldn't want any Death Eaters to know that I was sending a letter to a mudblood.

No offense, of course. I liked the talk we had the other day, and I have more I want to tell you. Please send me a time that we

could meet, if it is okay with you. I'd love to talk as soon as you can. Send the answer through Ron; he'll know what to do.

Sincerely,

You-Know-Who (M)

Hermione handed the letter to Remus, because he was looking curiously at her, as if he wanted to know what the parchment said.

"Clever of him with signing You-Know-Who, and everything. So I'm taking it that the 'M' stands for Malfoy? Not actually Voldemort," Remus said after reading it.

Hermione laughed and joked, "Oh did I forget to tell you?  I was having the most wonderful chat with the Dark Lord the other day! The 'M' must stand for Mudblood Killer."

She walked over to her desk and pulled out some parchment and wrote,

Dear You-Know-Who (M),

     I loved to talk with you again. I can talk as early as tomorrow night if that is okay with you. Come by around 7:00 and

we can talk then.

Sincerely,

Hermione

She trusted the ministry owl to send the note to Ron, and quickly tied the note to it.   

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Hermione had just finished cleaning her house, which it didn't need anyway, when there was a knock on the door. She glanced at her muggle watch as she walked and saw it was 7:00 on the dot. She opened the door to reveal a black robed man, but wasn't scared this time and motioned him to come in.

"Hello, Draco," Hermione said  politely.

"Hello."

Hermione motioned to sit on the couch and the two did.

"I want to tell you some things, but you must promise not to tell anybody, not even your husband," told Draco and Hermione nodded

"The Ministry cannot know this, they wouldn't use the information properly. Then Voldemort would find out, and he would not be too terrible happy. Okay, there are ranks of Death Eaters. The lower ranks all follow one leader, who is under Voldemort. Any questions so far?" asked Draco. Hermione shook her head no, so Draco continued.

"The highest rank is called the Eight Supreme, they are the leaders of the lower ranks. Their groups attack separately, so in other words, only one Supreme attacks at a time with their group. Potter is one of the Eight Supremes, as you might have guessed. All of the Undercovers are in Potter's group, except for two. This is because Voldemort doesn't trust the Undercovers as much; so he put them with Potter to keep them under control. But of course he doesn't know that they are Undercovers.

"When I became a Death Eater a lot of people, just like you, thought I really was evil. I mean who wouldn't? I am a Malfoy after all, so it runs in our blood. Look at my father; everyone knows he is a Death Eater. Well, Voldemort trusted me, also. I became one of the Eight Supreme."

"You said that there was two who weren't in Harry's group," pointed out Hermione and Draco nodded.

"When I became one of the Supremes I requested that Severus Snape be under my control, and the Dark Lord agreed. Most of the Supremes stay low, trying not to be noticed, except for Potter. He always lets people know when he is attacking that it is he. That is why you can always find articles in the paper about attacks being led by him.

"You might be wondering why there is eight leaders, instead of all Death Eaters just being led by Voldemort himself. The answer is quite simply, actually. So the Ministry can be surprised. There is a vast number of Death Eaters, eight times as much as the Ministry thinks. Now, I'm sure a smart lady like you can figure out why. There has never, in the history of Death Eaters, been more than one group attacking at a time. So if Voldemort wanted to, he could send out all eight groups, or even just like three, and the Ministry would be completely taken aback. We would pretty much be unstoppable, so why not just do it now? Voldemort will do that eventually, I can assure you, but he is just waiting for the perfect time. Did you get all of that?"

"I think so. But why tell me?" asked a slightly confused Hermione.

"Well that is the question, isn't it?"

"I thought it was 'to be or not to be,'" joked Hermione.

"What was that?" asked a non-muggle Draco.

"Never mind. Continue, please."

"I don't know. I just needed to get it off my chest, I guess. And I knew I could trust you to keep it a secret. I'm sorry, Hermione. I know it will be hard to keep to all of this to yourself, but it will only make things worse, not better, for the Ministry and the people if you tell. Voldemort will find out if the Ministry knows all of this. He would almost definitely send out all eight groups right away," Draco told Hermione strictly.

"Alright, I promise I won't tell a soul." 

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A/N: That chapter was so stubborn; it just wouldn't come out right! Anyways, don't be mad at me, I am not making James and Lily bad or anything it's just… well you'll have to read the rest of the story for that. Okay now go review please! PLEASE! Flames are fine, if you think they are deserved. I'll give you a thanks if you review. Next chapter should be up in about a week, I hope.

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