(Letter from Lucius Malfoy)

Draco--

The time has come for you to be a Death-eater. You are fifteen, and

know enough magic. On Haloween, we are going to attack the school. I

want you to be right in the middle of it, and I will give you the

satisfaction of being able to kill Granger. I would let you kill the

all of Potter's little trio, but the Dark Lord himself wants to kill

Harry, and we think Ron may give us some nice facts about the defenses

against us. So you will get to kill Granger. I bet you have always

wanted that.

Godd-bye

---Lucius Malfoy

Draco Sighed as he read the letter from his father. That was not what

he wanted. He didn't want to become a death-eater, and he certainly

didn't want to kill Hermione Granger.

But what could he do about it, besides letting Granger live? If he told

Dumbledore, then his father would kill him. And halloween was only

three days away!

"Oh Dracooooooooo." Said Pansy Parkinson, as she entered the room. "I

need someone to go to the ball with, will you go with me? Please Draco?"

"In your dreams. I would never go with you."

"I have an idea! I bet you could get any girl to go to the ball with you,

right?"

"Of course. All of the girls love me. Even those I don't like."

Pansy didn't get the hint, but she said, "Then I dare you to ask a girl

that I tell you to. If she says yes, then you can go with her. If she says

no, then you have to go with me. Fair deal?"

"Sure. Who do I have to ask?"

"Hermione Granger."

A/N: I know it is short, but atleast I put it out. Please r/r, cuz I

really don't have any ideas, and I don't want to force myself to write

it unless sum1 is reading and enjoying it.