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Chapter 12

Draco walked into the great hall, and walked over to the slytherine table. He wondered weather people had heard about Last nights events. He pushed that thought to the back of his mind.

"Draco, did you receive a letter from you father today?" Draco turned around, it was Hermione.

"Yes"

"So you do know that we are going to Prog?"

"Yes"

"Ok" and Hermione began to walk away.

"Hermione, Meet me in the Room tonight. I have a Christmas present for you." She smiled and nodded, then walked back toward the Gryffindor table.

"What was that all about Malfoy?" Zabini asked

"Since when is anything I do your business Zabini?"

Zabini shrugged and turned toward Goyle, Draco grabbed a piece of toast and left the table. He had been walking for at least 5 minutes, before he walked in Professor Snape.

"I'm so sorry Professor" Said Draco as he stopped, looking around to see where he was.

"It's alright Malfoy. Are you alright?" Snape asked his favorite Pupil.

"Yes sir." Draco lied, even though something was bothering him, he wasn't going to discus it with his potions master.

"Alright, but be more careful Malfoy."

"Yes sir" Draco said as he began his wondering again complexly lost in thought. He went to his dorm, and grabbed his Nimbus 2002.

The fresh air would do him some good, and perhaps help clear his head.

When he reached the pitch, it seemed that the Gryffindors were practicing; an obvious waste of time considering Dumbledore canceled the games the whole factor with Voldemort being back an all. Draco mounted his broom, and flew toward to Dark Forest.

It was miles before he noticed how fare he had traveled. All around were green trees, with white tops.

"Oh shit..."

"Indeed" can a voice from bellow

Draco slowly looked down, and there bellow him were three Death Eaters. And one voice was unmistakable...His father.

"Draco, get down here"

"I don't....think..."

"Now" Said Lucius as he pointed his wand at Draco, He slowly levitated toward the ground. Draco stepped off, and held his broom in his right hand.

"What's going on here Father? I thought you were done with Voldemort?"

Slap

"Never say that name, Never! Where is your dignity?"

"I was never brought up with Dignity, was I father?"

"Careful Draco!" said Lucius as he held his wand to Draco's heart.

"Why are you here, father?"

"Voldemort wants you to bring her to him"

"And why would I do that?"

"If you don't...she will die."

"What makes you think I care weather she dies?" Draco asked, hoping that his father wouldn't catch his bluff

"Don't play coy with my Draco."

"So, what if I do give her to you?"

"We won't harm a hair on her head."

Before Draco could answer, they were gone...and he was left alone in the dark forest.

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