Disclaimer: as usual, I do not own anything.

A/N: I am trying my best to finish this and have a good story as well. Just to let you know there are two chapters left.

Finally we came to a clearing. It was dark and was lit with several floating red candles. There were many men and a few women dressed in similar black robes, but ours were much fancier. I realized it was because we were special. We were like royalty. They were to be our servants.

Lucious departed and went to lock Pansy up. A silence spell was cast on her, so that she couldn't disturb the ceremony. She cried as she watched Draco kiss me. We grinned at each other and went to see Voldemort. I looked at him and almost felt sorry that we would be killing him. He was very nice to us. He treated us nicely, and he did care about us, but one thought about the countless people he had killed, and hurt in the process and it was all gone.

"Draco, Gwen, you both look perfect. It will be a few minutes before we can start. These idiots made a few mistakes, so we can just talk for a few minutes." Voldemort glared at a few of the hooded figures.

"Not a problem." I smiled.

"So, finally the big month. Our little princess is to be born." He laughed happily.

"Yes, I'm so happy. I can't wait." I stated.

"Once you are all initiated we will begin work. You can stay in your mansion. We just had it finished today. Draco will come with us, and together we will take down Hogwarts. It will be finished before September. Then when I pass, you will take over and the world will be yours." He smirked.

"I can't wait." I grinned, but inwardly I was beginning to feel sick.

"Are you fools done yet? I would like to begin sometime in the next decade!" He yelled at everyone who was working.

"Just one more minute sir. We are almost ready." One of them quivered.

"If you aren't done in one minute I'll hurt you and do it myself." He snapped angrily at them.

They scattered about getting ready. There was not a single one sitting on their ass doing nothing. Every one of them busied themselves in the last of the preparations. And as they finished in a hurry he smiled and gave a warming look that sent everyone to their places.

"Draco, Gwen, would you stand on the circle." He instructed, leading us to a red area that was higher then the other areas.

"Now, both of you on your knees." He demanded.

Draco immediately dropped to his knees. It took me a little longer, seeing as I was trying to be careful not to hurt the baby or myself. Then two large guys walked up to us. They bowed, and then they placed our hoods on our heads.

"We are here today to bring two new members into our society. Please everyone, let's have an applause for Draco Malfoy, and Gweneth Rivera." A woman stepped towards us.

Everyone clapped and cheered loudly. Then they all dropped to their knees.

"Please rise now and allow me to place the mark of our master upon your faces in his blood." She commanded.

I cringed at the thought. I didn't want that awful mark on my face. And if it had to be on my face I certainly didn't want it done in blood, not in his blood. It would make me feel so dirty.

The woman stepped up to Draco and dipped her finger in the bowl of blood. She lifted her hand to his face and began to draw the mark upon his beautiful face. I couldn't bare to watch my lover have that done to him. I looked to the side out of the corner of my eyes. Voldemort was draining blood from his other arm into another bowl for me. It disgusted me.

She had finished with Draco and was coming for me. Another bowl of blood was given to her. Her finger skimmed the top of it, and then began to trace the evil design on my face. The blood was warm. It was creepy, and I hated every moment of it. I didn't know what to do.

As the minutes dragged on I noticed that the number of death eaters was growing. I noticed a familiar stance from some of them. Then I realized it was the others. I felt safer, and yet worse. I knew I was safe now, but I felt as if I was betraying them. I was with the enemy. I was joining them. It was a horrible thing.

"Now will those of you whom are of higher rank, would you all step forward and place your gifts at their feet." The woman stepped back and joined the circle.

The first person was a short man. He placed a set of small robes at our feet. I guessed that they were for the baby. I felt a kick in my stomach and tried to ignore the pain.

The second was a tall woman, whom placed a set of jeweled daggers baring the dark mark on top of the robes. Then an average sized but very skinny man placed a few vials of some obviously poisonous liquid at the side. Eventually we ended up with the gift I have already named, large books of curses, swords, and then finally Voldemort approached us with his gifts, crowns. They weren't like your average crowns, instead of spiking up above our heads they draped down and fitted our heads perfectly.

"With these crowns I am proud to announce that you are both now officially the next king and queen of the dark world. Now all that is left is the branding and the killing of an innocent and we will be finished." Voldemort announced.

"Only when I die will these marks disappear." He told us, and I felt a wave of relief.

He pulled out a wand and spelled the dark mark on our upper arms. It hurt quite a bit and I looked around at everyone who was staring at us. I noticed again a change in the number of death eaters. Only this time the number was much smaller. I was able to see a figure come from out of the shadows and join the others. I recognized the posture as Narcissa. They were all one at a time taking out all of the death eaters that they could until it was time to fight. I watched as my mother dragged a small one into the bushed, and she reappeared a minute later.

"Luke, bring in the girls." Voldemort called when he finished.

No one moved. There was no answer. He looked around. Slowly his face became stern and angry.

"Where is Luke?" He yelled.

Everyone cowered down, but no one answered. No one dared to say a word. He stepped out and looked at all of them and glared.

"Something is wrong here! I had thirty of you when I started, and we had a half circle! Why is it now that I have forty-two of you and a whole circle now? Who here does not belong?" He asked.

I could see all my friends reach for their wands slowly. I grabbed my wand and my gun. I saw Harry pull out gun and aim it for Voldemort as well as his wand.

"Throw back your hoods! All of you now!" He demanded.

At that moment Harry fired the first blow. The guns were apparently of no use on Voldemort.

"You!" Voldemort hissed as he pulled out his own wand. The fight was on.

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