Chapter Name: The Chapter in Which many Things Happen

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter and I borrowed some of the ideas in this chapter from RachelGranger's "Thinking Back" you guys should read her work!

I only got one review on chapter 11 because I posted it like yesterday. But I was bored so I decided to do another chapter. I couldn't think of a better chapter name...any ideas?



It was three days before Halloween. Draco had begun to wonder when he would get his next letter from Voldemort or his father.

Draco was musing on these thoughts when he bumped into Ronald Weasley, spilling his books and ink all over the floor.

"Watch where you're going Weasel!" Draco shouted as he tried to gather is ink-stained books.

"You watch it Malfoy! Were you thinking about becoming a Death Eater and not paying attention?" Weasley growled as Granger and Potter snickered stupidly.

"At least if I ever become a Death Eater I'll be safe!" Draco snarled back. "But now that the Dark Lord is back you all will be dead in about a year or two!"

"And why is that?" Potter asked viciously.

Draco begun ticking things off on his fingers. "One, Voldemort has wanted you dead for how many years? And now he's more powerful than ever so there goes you. Two, that's a Mudblood standing next to you."

Draco watched with pleasure as Weasley turned scarlet and Granger bowed her head.

"And three, Weasel's family loves Muggles so much that they should just snap their wands and go and join them. Enough proof?"

Potter reached for his wand from his belt and pointed it at Draco. "Take everything back." He said quietly.

Draco laughed. "You really think I would? How thick can you get?"

"Halis Jamario!"

Draco fell to the ground, gasping. His body felt like it was being squished under a million needles. Very sharp pricks of pain were being pressed harder and harder into is skin. He couldn't take it much longer.

"Potter!"

Draco looked up as the curse was lifted. He saw Snape gliding through the hall towards them. His face was mingled with fury and loathing.

"What do you think you are doing Potter!?"

Potter looked at the ground as Snape's eyes swept over him, Draco, Weasley, and Granger.

"This is unacceptable! I will be having a talk with Dumbledore, no doubt about that! And 75 points from Gryffindor for using a curse in the hallways!"

"B-but sir!" Grangers little voice sounded. "Malfoy was saying nasty things about- about..." then she burst into tears.

"About her being Muggle-born!" Weasley finished. You'd think the way he stood up for her all the time that they were dating or something.

"Is this true Mister Malfoy?" Snape asked looking at Draco.

"Yessir. But they said that you were a good-for-nothing slimeball who only has a job here because all of the teachers are scared of you."

Draco watched as a vein Snape's temple throbbed and as the Dream Team's jaws dropped.

"No sir-"

"It's not true!"

"He's lying Professor-"

"Silence!" Snape roared. All four of the teens cowered. "Get out of here!" he said to the trio. They scattered. Snape looked at Draco carefully before saying:

"25 points off of Slytherin for your lie." Then he swept off.

He was halfway down the corridor when suddenly Draco felt a burning pain in his left arm. He hastily pulled up his sleeve and looked at the Dark Mark. It was a wicked shade of black. He looked at Snape. He had stopped and was looking at Draco. Draco looked back and grabbed his arm. It was more painful now.

Snape ran up to him and said, "How do you get to Hogsmeade?"

"The One-Eyed Witch, Sir."

"There's a faster way. Come I'll show you."

Snape led Draco to the grounds and stopped next to the Whomping Willow. He seized a long stick off of the ground and poked at the biggest knot. Draco looked on with interest as the tree stopped thrashing about and turned nearly into marble.

Snape quickly opened a slide in the trunk.

"Come on." He said pushing Draco into it.

Draco ran down the corridor and in less than five minutes was inside of a huge, worn down, torn up house.

"Sir," Draco begun, "where are we?"

"Shrieking Shack. Now Apparate!"

"Oh yeah."

Draco concentrated every fiber of his mind on the old Riddle House next to the fireplace. Then he was gone. He felt himself materialize back together and saw that he was exactly where he wanted to be...next to the fireplace! He wanted to look proud but decided against it. He quickly went to join his parents.

"Hello son." They both muttered quietly.

Draco saw Snape Apparate into a far corner of the room. He strode forward and took his place in the circle.

"Good!" Draco heard the icy voice of Voldemort exclaim. "Everyone is here! Now we can start!"

Draco wondered what they were going to try to plan this time.

"As Draco and Severus might know," Voldemort started, "there is a Hogsmeade trip planned for this Halloween. It will last all day until the feast when the students will go home, all happy, packed with their little toys. I know this plan is going to work." At this Voldemort's eyes flashed blood red, as if to say 'anyone who messes with my plan will die'. "Draco," he continued, "make sure all of your little friends come. I have owled all of the Slytherins to come join me, but none of them have come, so they will pay.

"All of you listen carefully! I will tell you where to be and when!"

Draco listened VERY carefully. He was to be next to the Clothing Store at exactly 12:17. Draco didn't question the Dark Lord's timing even though he thought it was strange.

"Do anything destructive that you can!" Voldemort boomed. "Kill, torture, wreck, and burn!"

Voldemort dismissed them half an hour later after everyone repeated back to him where they would be and when.



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When Draco got back to the castle it was past lunchtime. He went to the Great Hall, where only a couple of Ravenclaw seventh years were. He looked around for some food. At the far end of his table he saw some toast and marmalade. He walked over there and sat down.

After spreading some marmalade on his toast, Draco decided to take a walk. He grabbed his toast and left the Hall.

After standing around thinking where to go he decided the library so that he could figure out how his parents taught him Apparation so easily.

He slipped through the door hoping that Madam Pince wouldn't see him with his toast. Food wasn't allowed in the library.

"Where should I look?" Draco thought to himself. "Apparation section!"

Draco went to the Apparation section and started to look. He found many books on how to Apparate but none of them used the method that his parents taught him.

After nearly twenty minutes of looking, when Draco was about to give up, it came to him..."The Dark Arts section!"

He started looking in the Dark Arts section.

"Ten Thousand Curses for Beginners, The Way Dark Arts Work..." Draco muttered the names of all the books to himself to remember them in case he ever needed them. Then he saw something.

Then he saw a very thick, old, and dust book. He slowly pulled it from the shelf and read the title.

"Information for a Young Death Eater!" Draco whispered softly. "This is it!"

He grabbed the book off the shelf and shrunk it. Then he made it sticky and stuck it behind his ear.

"Did you find what you need, Mister Malfoy?" asked Madam Pince.

"No, actually, I didn't. You really need to stock what STUDENTS want not what YOU want." Draco scoffed. Then he turned and left the library with the book still stuck behind his ear.



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Draco made his way to the secret passage behind the One-Eyed Witch.

"Dissendium!" He whispered. Then he climbed in, his book safely in one hand, his wand in the other.

After climbing in, he conjured a pillow and sat snugly against it.

"Lumos!" he whispered. His wand issued a strong light. Draco then used a spell to keep his wand floating while he read.

He opened the book and looked at the table of contents. There he read:

Apparation...pg. 3

100 Legal and Illegal Dark Curses...pg. 7

How YOU can become Voldemort's right hand person...pg.108

The list went on and on. Draco was fascinated on how easy it was to learn all of this stuff. The Apparation section taught him exactly how his parents had taught him. Draco wondered why his parents hadn't spoke of this book before. Probably because they didn't think he could get it past Madam Pince.

As he read the section on becoming Voldemort's right hand person, it all came together.

"Father is Voldemort's right hands person right now." Draco said aloud, slowly, "This book tells you how to BECOME His right hand person. Father didn't want to compete with me! THAT'S why they didn't tell me of this book. It tells you exactly, in the easiest form possible, how to become Voldemort's right hand person!"

Draco decided to follow the book. He didn't care if he competed with Lucius or not. Draco had to show his Father of his power.





I decided to end the chapter there because I was running out of ideas. I would put in an idea than have to explain it. That would take too long for me. : ) Anyways, how do you like it? I think I did pretty darn good. How 'bout reviewing to tell me if I did or not? Thanx!

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