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"Draco…are you ready for the mark?" said a masked death eater.
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Chapter 8
Draco jerked his head up and whipped around to stare at the masked man, Voldemort. When no reply was given from Draco Voldemort spoke again.
"I asked you a question Draco." he said bitterly.
"I'm sorry sir." Draco said trying to avoid looking at Voldemort.
"So you do not want to be a part of this circle, if you don't other plans can be arranged…" Voldemort said with sarcasm in his voice.
Lucius shot his son a death glare that said 'don't embarrass me".
"My lord I didn't make myself clear, what I meant was..." Draco said with a pause. He took a deep breath and said "I am ready to be marked."
Draco woke up with a throbbing headache and his whole body ached. He looked down at his newly branded arm. His vision went blurry and he began to feel dizzy. He shook the dizziness away and looked up at Voldemort. He signaled Draco to sit down on the sofa.
"Now Draco, that you are one of us, you need to be tuned in on what are plans are. Dumbledore is getting suspicious. We need to attack as soon as the holidays are over, this way he won't have any time to build up and army that will withstand us. I want you and Severus to look over things and send me information about what is going on there. Now I hate to leave so soon, but I have to be going now." Voldemort nodded and with a pop he disappeared.
Draco could barely carry himself up to his bedroom. He used the last of his energy to climb into bed without changing out of his formal robes.
He was woken up early the next morning with a loud slamming door and the pictures rattling on the walls from the door being slammed with such force. Already at 7 o'clock Lucius wasn't in a good. Draco sat up in bed as his father came storming in.
"Hurry up and get dressed, Severus will be here soon to discuss a few plans with you." Lucius said tossing his son a navy blue robe.
Draco got showered, changed into the navy dress robes and climbed down the stairs to the drawing room.
"Good morning Professor Snape." Draco said opening the big wooden door.
"I am not your professor while we are not in school. Please, call me Severus."
Draco nodded and sat down across from Snape.
"Well last night you heard a few of our plans however we have more to discuss. We need to rearrange and resort the houses, I want the intelligent students to be moved to Slytherin and the dense ones to be in other houses. That is just a general guideline. I'm leaving the rest up to you. Use your judgment. It is your job to resort the students. Make a list and owl it to me to approve. You have three days to do so." Snape got up and quickly exited the room with his robes swishing behind him.
Immediately Draco went up to his room. He opened up one of his mahogany drawers and got out a piece of heavy parchment. With a black quill in his hand he began to write a letter to Hermione.
Dear Hermione,
I know that we haven't talked in a long time. I think it is necessary for me to apologize to you. I should never have flipped out, but we need to put this in the past. We have bigger matters that we must discuss. I cannot explain everything here, the chance of this owl being intercepted it too great for me to put myself at steak. I am free the rest of the break please send me a note back saying a good time for me to see you.
Lots of love,
Draco
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Hermione woke up to the sound of fluttering feathers. She saw an eagle owl flying around her room chasing her cat Crookshanks. Hermione caught the havoc-causing owl and untied the letter. When she saw the fine cursive writing on the front of the envelope she took it and tossed it in the dim fire. She sat down and watched the letter burn into ashes and a single tear dripped down her face.
Hermione went into her bathroom and turned on the cold water. She got inside and was shocked at the new cold feeling running down and covering her body. She sobbed and thought about Draco. She hadn't seen him in over 2 weeks. She got our out of the shower and dried off her cold body. She dressed herself in causal clothes. She charmed her hair dry and straightened it. She finished adding a little bit of light make-up to her tanned face. She decided she would go to the burrow and chat with Mrs. Weasley. All she wanted right now was someone that was like a mother to her and she could talk to. Hermione did have her own mother, who she coped with wonderfully, but she didn't really understand Hermione's magic life.
She took a powder out of a jar and stepped into the fire and said 'The Burrow'. She started to spin and when she could see again she was on the floor in the Weasley's kitchen. A strong hand picked her up. It was Ron.
"Oh… uh hi Ron. I thought you were staying at Hogwarts" she said trying to sound like nothing was bothering her,
"Look Hermione, I'm sorry. My apology is a little late but I really am sorry." said Ron.
With Ron's words Hermione smiled. She always knew he had a good heart.
"We should hang out here the snow its 3 feet deep. Are you any good at snowball fights?" Ron said rubbing his hands together.
"Snowball fight! Sounds good!" said Harry as he walked into the kitchen and went right over to the counter to get a cinnamon roll. "Oh hi Mione what are you doing here?" he said shoving food into his mouth.
"I came here to talk to your mom Ron, is she here?"
"I'm afraid she's not, she went out with my dad." Ron said.
"Oh well then that's okay. So why didn't you two stay at school?" Hermione asked wondering why they decided to come home.
"Well to tell you the truth Dumbledore has been kinda out of it lately." said Harry.
"Out of it? Like how?" Hermione asked.
"Well he keeps saying that disaster is in the future and that evil will replace good. Something along those lines." said Ron.
"I'm beginning to question his sanity recently." said Hermione.
A peck at the window was heard and it was the same eagle owl that woke Hermione up. She went and grabbed the parchment. She knew it was from Draco. Quickly, she read the letter and turned and looked at Harry and Ron.
"What's that you got there Mione?" Ron said also stuffing food in his never-ending mouth.
"It's a letter for me. I have to go home. Maybe we can hang out before we get back, if not I guess I'll see you when we get back to school." She hugged both of her friends and went into the fireplace and to her house.
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