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A/N: This is not a flashback…oh yeah and thx to the ppl who reviewed chapter 7 and 8: li'l grasshoppa, Beryl11196, Dorthey Star, Escritora, Morning Star, kikie, Feltonluver, Sabrina Weasley, Miseducated Girl-Child, Sailor Depara, lazy, Danny, tara, peacock, l8ter3, magelet, Shirazuki, and Taraleia

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Forever Never Ends

Chapter 9

"Father, I'll miss you terribly!" cried Becky as she threw herself into Draco's outstretched arms. "And you, too, mother. I'll miss you awfully." With this, she hugged her mother tightly.

Today was September first, the first day of school. Draco and Pansy had come to platform 9 ¾ to see their daughter off.

"Becky, we want you to know how proud we are of you," said Draco, his watery eyes glistening as he said goodbye to his daughter, "and how much we love you."

Pansy nodded, her eyes over bright from knowing the fact that in just minutes, her daughter would be gone, and she wouldn't be able to see her for months.

"I wish grandmother and grandfather could be here also, I'm going to miss them."

"Your grandmother is very sick right now, you know Becky, or else she would be here. And you grandfather…well…he has business he needs to attend to," Draco said, very uneasily.

"I love you mother. I love you father," said Becky as she picked up her suitcase and picked up her cat from the ground.

"Do you need any help, baby?" asked Pansy.

"Oh, no, I'm sure I can manage," said Becky as she started to walk to the red train. "Goodbye!" And with that, Becky boarded the train.

With one last glance, Draco and Pansy walked back through the barrier and left the train station.

Becky had some trouble hauling her suitcase to an empty compartment. She was terribly frustrated because she couldn't move it and people were lined up behind her, waiting for her to hurry up.

"Here, let me help you."

Becky looked up to see the speaker. It was a tall boy, but probably also a first year. He was extremely handsome, with jet black hair and emerald green eyes. He picked up her suitcase easily and carried it into a compartment and sat down.

"Thanks."

"No problem. The train's about to start, maybe you should sit down."

Becky looked around the small room. Some other luggage besides her own was also there. "Maybe I should find another compartment, it looks like this one is already taken."

"Oh, no, wait," said the boy. "My friend and I were sitting in here and I thought maybe you'd want to sit with us."

"What friend?"

"Oh, he's out talking to his cousin right now, but he'll be back soon. It doesn't seem like you know anybody."

Becky blushed. "Oh, well, I don't. I don't know any other students and I don't really have any friends."

"That's alright. I'll be your friend."

"Thanks."

"Are you muggleborn?"

Becky burst out in laughter. "Heavens, no! I…"

At that moment, the compartment door swung open and another boy with fiery red hair stepped in and took a seat and then saw her.

"Who's that?" he asked, curious.

"Oh, she didn't know anyone so I told her she could sit with us," said the black haired boy, who continued on talking to introduce himself to Becky. "I'm Chris Potter and this is my friend Alex."

Becky studied Alex closely and then burst out laughing again. "You must be a Weasley, am I correct?"

He nodded. "What's so funny about that?"

"Oh, nothing," said Becky. Her mother had told her to not associate with Weasleys, but this boy seemed to be nice, so she decided to not pay attention to her mother's warnings. "I'm Rebecca, but you can call me Becky."

"My sister has a doll named Becky…" Chris said, with a disgusted look. "Can I call you Becca instead?"

Rebecca shrugged. "Sure, whatever."

"Did you hear, I heard that Voldemort is going to attack some time this year!" said Chris.

Alex cringed at hearing the name. "Chris, don't say that name! It frightens me every time you do. Besides, it's just a rumor. Every year the Ministry says he's going to attack and he never does. No point in worrying about it."

"Sorry, but who is…Voldemort?" asked Rebecca, and Alex cringed again.

Chris stared at her, surprised. "You don't know? He's the most evil wizard in the history of time and he wants to take over the wizarding world."

Rebecca gasped. "Oh, but, that's awful."

"And he has these evil followers, called Death Eaters," added Alex. "And they go out and kill and torture innocent people."

"He has followers?"

"Oh, loads of them."

"And the worst of all of his followers, the second in command after He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, is this evil person who has killed more muggles than probably all of the other Death Eaters combined. I heard he's going to be the next Dark Lord if Voldemort got killed."

"What's his name?"

"Lucius Malfoy."

Becca gasped and felt faint.

"Yes, he's one of the worst, but you know what I heard?" said Chris. "I heard that his son Draco Malfoy is following in his father's footsteps! Terrible terrible person."

Becca had heard enough. These boys had gone too far. "That's not true! He wouldn't do something like that!"

The two boys were surprised at her sudden outburst.

"But it's true! Ask anybody in the wizarding world!"

"It's not!"

"How would you know?"

"Because…because…because he's my father!"

That certainly shut the two boys up. The whole compartment was silent for what seemed like hours.

"You're a Malfoy?" asked an astonished Alex.

"Yes," Becca replied proudly, "what's wrong with that?"

"The Malfoy family is all into the dark arts, and they all follow Voldemort," said Chris, uneasily.

Becca thought about this for a second. "Well, honestly, you two, if my family was that bad, then I should know something about it, shouldn't I? Up until today, I haven't even heard the name Voldemort before!"

Things were getting very confusing, and the three were very happy when the old witch came around with the snack cart. The three of them pooled their money and bought practically the whole stock of food. For the rest of the trip, they ate and talked about school and how they thought it would be like.

"I hope I'll be sorted into Gryffindor," said Chris as he took a bite out of a chocolate frog. "My father went there. But my mother was in Ravenclaw. She died after my sister was born."

"I'm so sorry, Chris, that's awful," said Becca, feeling sympathetic for this boy.

"It's alright. I don't remember her much anyways. But my father's been a mess since then."

"Well, I hope I'm in Gryffindor too," said Alex, trying to change the subject. "Both my parents were in there. Imagine what they would say if I was sorted into Slytherin!" But, then, seeing Becca's face, he quickly added, "I suppose Hufflepuff would be worse."

"I do hope I'll be in the same house as you too, but my parents told me that people in my family usually are sorted into Slytherin," said Becca, feeling a terrible disadvantage for the first time because she was a Malfoy.

"Oh, it's been hours already. We should be getting to Hogwarts soon. Maybe we should change," suggested Chris.

The three agreed and changed into their black Hogwarts robes. Soon, in fact, the train did stop and they came off at the Hogsmeade train station. Then a big giant named Hagrid took the first years to a nearby lake where they got into small little boats and rowed across the dark waters. On the other side of the river, they docked and looked up to see a great big castle, with many towers. Hagrid led them up a set of stone steps and they climbed up and waited at the big oak door.

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"Soon, I shall have supreme power."

"Yes, My Lord."

"Soon, I shall be invincible."

"Yes, My Lord."

"But someone stands in my way."

"But, Master…you are all powerful! Who can stand in your way?"

"Silence! She is the key to my destruction!"

"Yes, My Lord."

"She must be destroyed."

"Yes, My Lord."

"Find me the girl."

"Yes, My Lord."

"And kill her."

TBC

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