Chapter Name: Inhabitant of this Life??
All Righty! I've kinda changed my plot. Here it is:
It's Draco's fifth year at Hogwarts. There's a new girl and weird things are happening. Then something happens and Draco is trapped between the choices of Light or Dark.
Hope you like it!!
RachelGranger gave me a little part of the idea for this plot. You guys should read her stories! They're great!!
After a long day of lessons and weird things, Draco trudged up to the Slytherin Common Room.
"Castus Sanguis!"
The wall moved slowly to the left and opened up to the cozy (for a Slytherin considering it was very cold) Common Room.
Draco dragged himself upstairs and collapsed on his bed after pulling a small book out of the mattress. He opened it up and flipped to a vacant page.
Draco used this diary to record how many points he had managed to lose Gryffindor and/or Slytherin.
"Lets see." He muttered. Then he started to write.
'I managed to take a total of 15 points for my behavior off of the Slytherin House.
I also managed 25 points to be taken off of the Gryffindor House for various pranks played and blaming them.
Total: 40 Points.'
Draco looked over his work, satisfied. He loved taking points. If they were from his own House Snape would always play nice and give them back for strange reasons like, saying 'bless me' when you sneeze or something like that.
Draco put the book back into the hole in his mattress and got up to put his quill in his trunk. As he got up he felt something crinkle in his pocket. Wondering what it was he put his quill on his dresser and stuck a hand into his pocket. He pulled out a crumpled letter. "Letter? Oh yeah!" Draco remembered with a jolt. "The letter Xena brought me this morning!"
He quickly unfolded it and smoothed it out on his bed. Draco's eyes went wide as he read it.
"Draco," it started "Lucius has informed me that you wish to become a Death Eater. But you must be prepared to go through an appropriate commencement. Be at Hogsmeade at 9:30 on the 17 of September,"
'That's tomorrow!' Draco thought
"if you don't show,' the letter continued, 'you will be inhabitant of this life. LordV P.S. Bring your broomstick."
Draco gulped. 'Inhabitant of this life? That guy's crazy!'
Draco heard someone coming up the stairs. He hastily shoved the letter under the pillow.
"What're you doing?" Ford asked as he opened the door.
"Thinking of insults for tomorrow." Draco said with a small smirk on his face.
"Right. Anyways, can I sleep in here tonight?"
"No, not tonight Ford."
"Why?" Ford demanded
"Because, you sorry excuse for a Slytherin, I don't want you to!"
Ford's mouth dropped and he said, "Fine! Who needs a ferret whose end is near as a roommate anyways? Whoever is gonna kill you might wanna kill me too!" Then he stormed out of the room.
"Yeah get outta here." Draco growled under his breath.
As he heard Fords angry footsteps go down the stairs he fell back onto his bed. He had temporarily forgotten the letter from Voldemort during the argument. He pulled it out from under the pillow and read over it again.
"The Dark Side has more power," he muttered to himself. "And if I don't I'll be the only one in my family who isn't a Death Eater...." And with these thoughts he drifted off to sleep.
*~*~*~*~*
The next day seemed to fly by. First, Draco was awake and eating, then he was sleeping in his common room.
Draco woke with a start. And fell off of the green and silver couch. And hit his head on the floor.
He groaned and sat up. How long had he been asleep? He looked at his watch. It said 9:00. Wait a minute! 9:00! He will really have to run if he wanted to make it in time. Wait! The note said 'Bring your broomstick'! Draco ran up to his dorm, grabbed his broom, and dashed out of the common room.
Draco remembered one time a seventh year showed him a secret passage that led out to Hogsmeade. He tried to remember where it was.
"Where is it??" Draco thought aloud, frustrated. Then it hit him. "The one- eyed witch!! Of course!"
Running as fast as possible while carrying a broom, he skidded to a stop in front of the witch.
"Dissendium!" he gasped still clutching his Nimbus 2001. The witch opened up a hole in her hump and Draco jumped in.
As he hit the ground he wondered if it was too low to fly in. He decided to just take a chance. He flung his leg over the broom and went at a hurdling speed down the tunnel. He slowed down immensely as he saw the stairs rushing up to him. He very slowly flew up the stairs and opened the trap door to Honeydukes quietly. He tiptoed out of the shop and waited in the street, praying that no one would see him.
Then out of nowhere two people Apparated into the little town square. Draco recognized his Father and Mother. His father strode up to him.
"I'm very proud of you, Son." He said shaking Draco's hand.
"Hello, Draco!" said his mother wrapping him up in a hug.
"Hello Mother and Father!" Draco said, "What're we doing?"
"It's time for you to become a Death Eater, Draco." His Father said, "We've come to take you to The Place..."
"How're we going to get there, Father?" Draco inquired.
"We came to Apparate you there. When we get there, you will go through the commencement. Then your Mother and I will stay behind with you to start your Apparating lessons."
"App-?"
"Not right now Draco. We must go."
Narcissa and Lucius each grabbed one of Draco's arms. Then, with a small *pop* , they were gone.
Draco didn't even have time to think of what was going on. He was traveling very fast in a direction that he couldn't comprehend. Then his feet hit the ground and he fell on his face. He could hear laughing all around him as he struggled to get up.
He felt his father's strong arms grab him and lift him up. Draco straightened up and looked all around him. There was a semi-circle of adults surrounding him and his parents. Draco recognized some of them. Crabbe, Goyle, Nott, and Snape!!! He didn't know Snape was a Death Eater!!
He felt strangely uncomfortable in the presence of all these adults. Then one of them stepped to the front. It was Voldemort.
Draco looked at this horrible face taking in every detail possible. His slit, red eyes, his horribly white skin that was more like scales, his lipless mouth, his long fingers, the list could go on.
"Draco," said the frozen voice, which was Voldemort's. "very nice of you to join us! But I daresay you had no choice.." he trailed off laughing softly. "Come to me Draco. Let us begin."
Draco tensely walked up to Voldemort as his parents melted into the semi- circle.
"Are you willing to serve me?" Voldemort whispered quietly.
"I am." Draco replied felling a tiny bit braver than he was when he got to this--graveyard? Yes it was. Draco felt a chill go down his spine.
"Wonderful." Voldemort said lazily. He then thrust up Draco's left-arm sleeve and pointed his wand at it.
"Now this may hurt a bit." He said, amused.
"Keeshirio!"
Draco winced as slivers of electric pain shot through his arm. He closed his eyes. Then he felt the pain lessen VERY slightly. He opened his eyes and looked at his arm. The Dark Mark. Draco had always thought the Mark was the coolest thing in the world. But now that he had it under such circumstances he didn't feel so sure.
He looked over at Voldemort, not knowing what he was waiting for. He saw Voldemort raise his wand.
"CRUCIO!!"
The pain hit Draco like a tornado hitting the Empire State Building. It ripped through his body. It was a million times worse than the Dark Mark. Maybe even ten million. He dropped to the ground and screamed. A million hot white knives were being driven into his body. He couldn't take it much longer! He-was-going-to-pass-then it all stopped.
He lay twitching on the ground panting very hard.
"Get up." Voldemort said lazily.
Using all the power he could congregate, he stood up. He was still twitching as he stood. He felt like he was going to fall on the ground again. Draco looked at his parents. His father's face showed no sentiment whatsoever, like always, but his mother was crying, her face hidden in her hands. Draco wanted to go to her and comfort her but he knew he shouldn't for some reason.
"Did you like that Draco? Do you want me to do it again?"
Draco didn't know what to say. He looked around for some clues or something. Everyone was just staring at him. He scanned his brain for something. Then he said the first thing that popped into his head.
"No Master." He said bowing.
"Very good Draco. I will inform you of any other meetings."
Draco started to go to his parents.
"Ah! But! I seem to have forgotten something!"
Draco turned around.
"You must perform an Unforgivable to pledge yourself fully."
Draco gulped. Now what?
"Perform an Unforgivable on your mother."
Draco eyes widened considerably.
"Do the Crutacius on your mother Draco."
Lucius pushed Narcissa slightly up to Draco.
Draco looked into her eyes. "I'm sorry Mother." He whispered.
He closed his eyes.
"CRUCIO!"
She was screaming in pain. He couldn't take it much longer. But he kept holding his wand there until-
"That will be enough, Draco." Voldemort said idly.
Draco lifted the curse and opened his eyes. His mothers own eyes were filled with minuscule, almost unnoticeable, tears. Draco wondered what Voldemort would do if he tried to help his mother and comfort her. He didn't want to find out.
"I will inform all of you of any other meetings." Voldemort said before Apparating off. All the other Death Eaters followed his suite and Apparated too. When they were all gone except for his mother and father, Draco reached out a hand to his mother, pulled her up and embraced her.
He felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned around and saw his Father. He let go of Narcissa and turned to Lucius.
"Son, I am very proud of you. But I think your are a little too shaky to start learning Apparation. So lets just take you back to the castle."
Lucius Apparated them all to Hogsmeade because Narcissa would probably splinch herself in the process.
"Here Draco." Lucius said pulling something out of his cloak, "for you so you won't get caught going to any meetings." He handed Draco an invisibility cloak.
"Thank you Father. Draco said Graciously taking the cloak from him.
Draco gave his mother one last hug and shook his father's hand one last time after Lucius told him once again how proud he was. Draco watch as Lucius grabbed Narcissa's arm and Apparated away. Draco threw the invisibility cloak over himself, got onto his broom and flew shakily towards the secret passage.
When he got back to the castle he trudged very quietly, still under the cloak, to the Common Room. He said the password and walked slowly up to his dorm. There, he collapsed on his bed, took off hi cloak and thought to himself, "I wonder what will happen now." Then he fell asleep.
WHEW! I hope you like this chapter! Took me awhile to write it! I kept forgetting to had important details and such!! Well chapter nine will come out soon so see ya later!!!!!
All Righty! I've kinda changed my plot. Here it is:
It's Draco's fifth year at Hogwarts. There's a new girl and weird things are happening. Then something happens and Draco is trapped between the choices of Light or Dark.
Hope you like it!!
RachelGranger gave me a little part of the idea for this plot. You guys should read her stories! They're great!!
After a long day of lessons and weird things, Draco trudged up to the Slytherin Common Room.
"Castus Sanguis!"
The wall moved slowly to the left and opened up to the cozy (for a Slytherin considering it was very cold) Common Room.
Draco dragged himself upstairs and collapsed on his bed after pulling a small book out of the mattress. He opened it up and flipped to a vacant page.
Draco used this diary to record how many points he had managed to lose Gryffindor and/or Slytherin.
"Lets see." He muttered. Then he started to write.
'I managed to take a total of 15 points for my behavior off of the Slytherin House.
I also managed 25 points to be taken off of the Gryffindor House for various pranks played and blaming them.
Total: 40 Points.'
Draco looked over his work, satisfied. He loved taking points. If they were from his own House Snape would always play nice and give them back for strange reasons like, saying 'bless me' when you sneeze or something like that.
Draco put the book back into the hole in his mattress and got up to put his quill in his trunk. As he got up he felt something crinkle in his pocket. Wondering what it was he put his quill on his dresser and stuck a hand into his pocket. He pulled out a crumpled letter. "Letter? Oh yeah!" Draco remembered with a jolt. "The letter Xena brought me this morning!"
He quickly unfolded it and smoothed it out on his bed. Draco's eyes went wide as he read it.
"Draco," it started "Lucius has informed me that you wish to become a Death Eater. But you must be prepared to go through an appropriate commencement. Be at Hogsmeade at 9:30 on the 17 of September,"
'That's tomorrow!' Draco thought
"if you don't show,' the letter continued, 'you will be inhabitant of this life. LordV P.S. Bring your broomstick."
Draco gulped. 'Inhabitant of this life? That guy's crazy!'
Draco heard someone coming up the stairs. He hastily shoved the letter under the pillow.
"What're you doing?" Ford asked as he opened the door.
"Thinking of insults for tomorrow." Draco said with a small smirk on his face.
"Right. Anyways, can I sleep in here tonight?"
"No, not tonight Ford."
"Why?" Ford demanded
"Because, you sorry excuse for a Slytherin, I don't want you to!"
Ford's mouth dropped and he said, "Fine! Who needs a ferret whose end is near as a roommate anyways? Whoever is gonna kill you might wanna kill me too!" Then he stormed out of the room.
"Yeah get outta here." Draco growled under his breath.
As he heard Fords angry footsteps go down the stairs he fell back onto his bed. He had temporarily forgotten the letter from Voldemort during the argument. He pulled it out from under the pillow and read over it again.
"The Dark Side has more power," he muttered to himself. "And if I don't I'll be the only one in my family who isn't a Death Eater...." And with these thoughts he drifted off to sleep.
*~*~*~*~*
The next day seemed to fly by. First, Draco was awake and eating, then he was sleeping in his common room.
Draco woke with a start. And fell off of the green and silver couch. And hit his head on the floor.
He groaned and sat up. How long had he been asleep? He looked at his watch. It said 9:00. Wait a minute! 9:00! He will really have to run if he wanted to make it in time. Wait! The note said 'Bring your broomstick'! Draco ran up to his dorm, grabbed his broom, and dashed out of the common room.
Draco remembered one time a seventh year showed him a secret passage that led out to Hogsmeade. He tried to remember where it was.
"Where is it??" Draco thought aloud, frustrated. Then it hit him. "The one- eyed witch!! Of course!"
Running as fast as possible while carrying a broom, he skidded to a stop in front of the witch.
"Dissendium!" he gasped still clutching his Nimbus 2001. The witch opened up a hole in her hump and Draco jumped in.
As he hit the ground he wondered if it was too low to fly in. He decided to just take a chance. He flung his leg over the broom and went at a hurdling speed down the tunnel. He slowed down immensely as he saw the stairs rushing up to him. He very slowly flew up the stairs and opened the trap door to Honeydukes quietly. He tiptoed out of the shop and waited in the street, praying that no one would see him.
Then out of nowhere two people Apparated into the little town square. Draco recognized his Father and Mother. His father strode up to him.
"I'm very proud of you, Son." He said shaking Draco's hand.
"Hello, Draco!" said his mother wrapping him up in a hug.
"Hello Mother and Father!" Draco said, "What're we doing?"
"It's time for you to become a Death Eater, Draco." His Father said, "We've come to take you to The Place..."
"How're we going to get there, Father?" Draco inquired.
"We came to Apparate you there. When we get there, you will go through the commencement. Then your Mother and I will stay behind with you to start your Apparating lessons."
"App-?"
"Not right now Draco. We must go."
Narcissa and Lucius each grabbed one of Draco's arms. Then, with a small *pop* , they were gone.
Draco didn't even have time to think of what was going on. He was traveling very fast in a direction that he couldn't comprehend. Then his feet hit the ground and he fell on his face. He could hear laughing all around him as he struggled to get up.
He felt his father's strong arms grab him and lift him up. Draco straightened up and looked all around him. There was a semi-circle of adults surrounding him and his parents. Draco recognized some of them. Crabbe, Goyle, Nott, and Snape!!! He didn't know Snape was a Death Eater!!
He felt strangely uncomfortable in the presence of all these adults. Then one of them stepped to the front. It was Voldemort.
Draco looked at this horrible face taking in every detail possible. His slit, red eyes, his horribly white skin that was more like scales, his lipless mouth, his long fingers, the list could go on.
"Draco," said the frozen voice, which was Voldemort's. "very nice of you to join us! But I daresay you had no choice.." he trailed off laughing softly. "Come to me Draco. Let us begin."
Draco tensely walked up to Voldemort as his parents melted into the semi- circle.
"Are you willing to serve me?" Voldemort whispered quietly.
"I am." Draco replied felling a tiny bit braver than he was when he got to this--graveyard? Yes it was. Draco felt a chill go down his spine.
"Wonderful." Voldemort said lazily. He then thrust up Draco's left-arm sleeve and pointed his wand at it.
"Now this may hurt a bit." He said, amused.
"Keeshirio!"
Draco winced as slivers of electric pain shot through his arm. He closed his eyes. Then he felt the pain lessen VERY slightly. He opened his eyes and looked at his arm. The Dark Mark. Draco had always thought the Mark was the coolest thing in the world. But now that he had it under such circumstances he didn't feel so sure.
He looked over at Voldemort, not knowing what he was waiting for. He saw Voldemort raise his wand.
"CRUCIO!!"
The pain hit Draco like a tornado hitting the Empire State Building. It ripped through his body. It was a million times worse than the Dark Mark. Maybe even ten million. He dropped to the ground and screamed. A million hot white knives were being driven into his body. He couldn't take it much longer! He-was-going-to-pass-then it all stopped.
He lay twitching on the ground panting very hard.
"Get up." Voldemort said lazily.
Using all the power he could congregate, he stood up. He was still twitching as he stood. He felt like he was going to fall on the ground again. Draco looked at his parents. His father's face showed no sentiment whatsoever, like always, but his mother was crying, her face hidden in her hands. Draco wanted to go to her and comfort her but he knew he shouldn't for some reason.
"Did you like that Draco? Do you want me to do it again?"
Draco didn't know what to say. He looked around for some clues or something. Everyone was just staring at him. He scanned his brain for something. Then he said the first thing that popped into his head.
"No Master." He said bowing.
"Very good Draco. I will inform you of any other meetings."
Draco started to go to his parents.
"Ah! But! I seem to have forgotten something!"
Draco turned around.
"You must perform an Unforgivable to pledge yourself fully."
Draco gulped. Now what?
"Perform an Unforgivable on your mother."
Draco eyes widened considerably.
"Do the Crutacius on your mother Draco."
Lucius pushed Narcissa slightly up to Draco.
Draco looked into her eyes. "I'm sorry Mother." He whispered.
He closed his eyes.
"CRUCIO!"
She was screaming in pain. He couldn't take it much longer. But he kept holding his wand there until-
"That will be enough, Draco." Voldemort said idly.
Draco lifted the curse and opened his eyes. His mothers own eyes were filled with minuscule, almost unnoticeable, tears. Draco wondered what Voldemort would do if he tried to help his mother and comfort her. He didn't want to find out.
"I will inform all of you of any other meetings." Voldemort said before Apparating off. All the other Death Eaters followed his suite and Apparated too. When they were all gone except for his mother and father, Draco reached out a hand to his mother, pulled her up and embraced her.
He felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned around and saw his Father. He let go of Narcissa and turned to Lucius.
"Son, I am very proud of you. But I think your are a little too shaky to start learning Apparation. So lets just take you back to the castle."
Lucius Apparated them all to Hogsmeade because Narcissa would probably splinch herself in the process.
"Here Draco." Lucius said pulling something out of his cloak, "for you so you won't get caught going to any meetings." He handed Draco an invisibility cloak.
"Thank you Father. Draco said Graciously taking the cloak from him.
Draco gave his mother one last hug and shook his father's hand one last time after Lucius told him once again how proud he was. Draco watch as Lucius grabbed Narcissa's arm and Apparated away. Draco threw the invisibility cloak over himself, got onto his broom and flew shakily towards the secret passage.
When he got back to the castle he trudged very quietly, still under the cloak, to the Common Room. He said the password and walked slowly up to his dorm. There, he collapsed on his bed, took off hi cloak and thought to himself, "I wonder what will happen now." Then he fell asleep.
WHEW! I hope you like this chapter! Took me awhile to write it! I kept forgetting to had important details and such!! Well chapter nine will come out soon so see ya later!!!!!
