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A/N: I hope you guys like this. I wasn't exactly sure what to do, so I did my best.

You know how people say that time flies by when you're having fun? It doesn't always work that way. It also goes by when you really don't want to do something. A week had already gone by in the blink of an eye. In a few hours, I would meet the one single most feared being on this planet!

Everyone was out at Hogsmeade, and I had gone earlier to take my mind off things, but it didn't help much. I came back early and brought Draco into my dorm to help me get ready.

"What should I wear? What do you wear to these kinds of things?" I pulled out every article of clothing I had.

"When we get initiated, we usually wear black robes, but right now you can wear your regular clothes. I would however, suggest you wear dark clothes. Anything red, blue, black, green, or purple." He advised.

"How's this?" I asked, holding up black pants and a dark purple tee.

"Great. You may want a coat too. It will be cold." He stated.

"Which one?" I held out a black jacket and a dark blue jacket.

"You should definitely go with the black." He stated as he began to put my other clothes away.

"What about Amanda? Will she be there?" I asked.

"Yes. Nick doesn't know. She doesn't want him to. Amanda is just as afraid as you are." He shook his head.

"Ok, well, I'm going to change. I'll be right back in a sec." I fled from the room and into the bathroom.

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Amanda met us that night at the edge of the forest. It was dark. Draco had earlier informed me that we were waiting for his father to take us to Voldemort. So we waited there in the cold for Lucious.

"Good. You are all here. Now close your eyes children." Lucious commanded.

When we opened our eyes, we were in a large dark room. It had green walls, black carpets, and very little furniture. There was a fireplace in one of the walls, and five chairs. One of them looked as if it were already occupied.

"Master, the children are here." Lucious calmly spoke, yet his expression showed he anything but clam.

"Come, sit children. Lucious, I will send for you when I need you." An eerily gray hand waved from behind the chair.

Lucious walked out the doors and closed them, but not before giving us all warning glances. Slowly we approached the seats and sat down. I had not yet looked to see the face of the being before me. I would say man, but he was no man. Not a real man anyway. A real man would never be anything like him.

"All of you look at me. I want a good look at you." Voldemort demanded.

I looked up to see a creepy face. The things I saw can't even be described with words. It was horrible and ghastly!

"You all look very healthy. I'm glad to see it. Are you comfy?" He asked.

"Yes. Thank you sir." I nodded as did the other two.

"You all seem so young, yet, you all look wiser then the other children your age. Now tell me, what are you all up to at school?" He asked.

"I'm doing fairly well in all my classes, but I'm best in herbology. I'm seeing a boy from Slytherin. And there's not much else for me to tell." Amanda stuttered.

He looked at her and smiled slightly. Then he looked at Draco to go next.

"I'm momentarily seeker for Slytherin. I'm great in Potions. And I'm seeing Gwen here." Draco smiled at me and I blushed slightly.

"Tell me, how long have you two been seeing each other?" He questioned.

"We've been together since our first year, so that's about two and a half years." I answered.

"You look so much like your mother, yet I can sense so much of your father in you." He smirked.

"Really?" I smiled.

"Yes. Your mother was a beautiful girl. Your father was a very strong young man too. Right now he would be looking at taking over for me when I pass on, but we made a mistake. We should never have made him chose life or Madrigal. It was one of the biggest mistakes of my life. If I still had him, I would probably rule the world right now." He shook his head in the shame in the actions of his past.

At first I had thought he was actually kinda nice, but all that faded when he mentioned my father and his death. My father could still be alive right now had it not been for him. Even though I felt like lashing out, I kept calm and held my tongue.

He talked with us for another hour or so. Not about anything in particular. Not about death eater stuff. It seemed more like he was getting to know us. I wondered if I was correct. Was he trying to get to know the heirs to his dark throne?

He dismissed Draco and Amanda, but not me. He said there was something he wanted to speak to me about.

"I know you don't particularly like me at the moment. I could see it when I mentioned your father. I'm truly sorry child. I'm sorry I am responsible for your father's death." He apologized.

"You're sorry? Sorry for what? Sorry for taking away my father from me? Or are you sorry you killed the one person who could have made you king?" I hissed without thinking.

"You really are like Scott. More so then I originally thought. I'm sorry for both child. I'm sorry for both." He sighed.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to lash out like that. I had no right to." I apologized.

"It's all right child. I understand. Ordinarily, I would never let anyone talk to me in such a tone, but you are like your parents. Your father could care less if I was ruler of the world. He would say what he thought, even if it could cost him his life. I see you aren't much different. I just hope the others don't think that just because I will allow you to do so they can. If they do, I may be short a few death eaters. You however may say what you please. It's nice sometimes to be told when you are wrong and when you have been a fool, and young people are so much more honest." He chuckled.

For a moment I felt a slight affection for the man. He wasn't entirely bad. He was capable of showing some human emotion.

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"We heard you outside the door. I can't believe you said such things!" Amanda gasped.

"I know. I could have been killed." I whispered.

"He seems to have a fondness for you. He says you are just like Scott, and Scott was sort of like a son to him. I think he sees you as a niece or a grandchild. You are lucky you know that? No one has ever dared to question him, or raise their voice to him without being killed." Draco smirked.

"I know. I'm guess this will work to my benefit." I thought, and started to think how this could improve our plan.







A/N: So what did you think? Review please people!