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Chapter 3 – Stumbling along his footsteps

Draco looked around once before touching the Dark Mark on his arm and apparating.

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Draco heard a twig snap and turned around quickly. He let his eyes drift around the dark forest. He noted the branches of the trees, swaying silently in the wind, and the leaves as they rustled softly. He turned his attention on the semi-circle of people standing in the forest clearing. He walked slowly towards them and as he got closer he saw the Dark Lord, standing majestically in the middle. He stood awkwardly outside the circle, not knowing where he fit in. He saw Voldemort nodded silently to an empty spot in the semi-circle and Draco walked quickly to complete the shape.

Voldemort smiled at Draco, "Our newest addition." He said sweeping his eyes over the other Death Eaters. "Yes, Lucius's son, we can only hope he will be as useful…" he trailed off, the group waited quietly, waiting for him to explain what they were doing here tonight. Voldemort continued shortly. "I thought we could have some fun tonight, and see what Malfoy is made off. There is a small muggle mountain village." His arm swept to the right where a few lights where shining through the trees. "I want them dead." He barked. "They don't deserve to live, mudbloods the lot of them." Draco shuddered at the Dark Lords sudden outburst, but what he found most frightening was the thought of killing. It seemed that Voldemort could sense his fear because he turned to him. "Not scared are we Malfoy?"

"No, Lord." Draco answered shakily.

"I will be watching you, to see how you are doing." Voldemort smiled evilly and averted his eyes to the small muggle town. "Let's go…"

He led the way over a small hill until they could see the town properly. He stopped and started to assign people to houses. "Be very quiet, don't leave any alive, this will be the biggest thing we have done in half a year. People will once again fear my name." He nodded and gestured with his hand at the village. The death eaters advanced, each going their separate ways.

Draco crept quietly along the street, his feet making barely any noise on the pavement. His heart was hammering so hard that he was sure someone could hear it. He stopped in front of a door and took two deep breaths of air, begging his heart to slow down and cursing his hands for trembling. He looked to his side where another Death Eater was opening a door.

The Death Eater turned, feeling the stare. He saw Draco looking at him and smiled calmly before entering the house.

Draco cursed himself again, why couldn't he be as calm as him? He thought to himself. He opened the door with trembling hands and took his first step into the house.

"Lumos" Draco muttered to his wand. The wand immediately emitted a dull light. He looked around at the living room. He turned his head towards the stairs and silently walked towards them. He took one step up and then paused. So far so good. Another two steps, he paused again. He lifted his foot onto the next step. Creak.

"Shit." Draco muttered under his breath, taking his foot of the step and cursing again. He paused for a few seconds, holding his breath. Nothing moved, no sound came from upstairs. Draco sighed and exhaled before taking some more deep breaths and then -

"Is there someone there?"

Draco stood stock still, wishing the owner of the voice to go back to sleep. But his wish wasn't granted as he heard the creaking of floorboards and the rustling of someone throwing back the covers and getting out of bed. Draco looked around him, there was nowhere to hide, and even if he did he couldn't move for fear of making too much noise.

The footsteps were nearing. They were getting closer, until they were too close. "Who are you?" an old man wearing red stripy pajamas for standing above him. Draco stared at him and fingered his wand. "Get out my house." The man said loudly.

"What's going on?" The voice of a woman sounded from the bedroom. Then there were more footsteps and the woman appeared standing behind the man. Draco took his wand instinctively and pointed it at the man. Say it, Draco thought just say the words. But they wouldn't come. He was frozen with fright.

The man was started to look scared. "Lucy, call the police." He whispered to his wife. Draco's heart skipped a beat, he'd heard about muggle police and he didn't want them coming.

He turned his wand on the woman. "D-don't move." He stuttered. But the woman started backing away. And it was then that he felt someone watching him. He turned to see Voldemort standing in the doorway, watching him. Draco gulped visibly and turned back to the woman and muttered under his breath. "I'm sorry, Avada Kedavra." There was a green blinding light and a scream, the woman fell to the ground. Draco stared at the woman lying lifeless on floor boards. I just killed an innocent human being… he thought his hands were shaking and he dropped his wand on the stairs, he was trembling from head to toe.

"Avada Kedavra." said The Dark Lord from behind him. There was more green light and a thud as the man fell to the ground next to his life - united in death.

Draco turned still trembling to face Voldemort, he knelt and picked up his wand. Voldemort had a frown on his face. "Disappointing…I thought that maybe we had Lucius back, I suppose I was wrong. But you did manage to kill, it will get easier until you will feel nothing. I don't want to have to be finishing your job again. Now apparate home before the Ministry get here." He turned and strode out of the house. Draco had expected a punishment.

He apparated quickly back to his apartment. He couldn't get the scream out of his head, and the look of the body on the floor. Tears started to fall freely from his cheeks until he broke down, sobbing on the floor. Why had he joined to be a Death Eater? To follow my fathers footsteps he reminded himself quickly. But at that time he didn't know that following his footsteps would have proved so difficult…

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