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A/N: Yay! I'm updating as I promised! I've been staying in a lot lately as it's way too cold here to go out! Thank you so much for all your reviews! They're brilliant!

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A lot of you seem confused as to what happened to Abigail. Basically, she's possessed with Slytherin's ideas but his spirit doesn't control her. She's still Abigail but well she's behaving like the ultimate Slytherin. Does that make sense? So when she's turning Draco on, its her Slytherin side making her attracted to him because Draco is powerful, he is the Dragon, something that will be explained later I promise. For Blaise, well he's powerful as well because he's a Death-eater after all. This also explains why Abigail now hates Gryffindors.

If you're still confused, tell me and I'll explain as best as possible. I've always answered reviewer's questions so don't hesitate (you might even catch me out, though I hope not!)

Oh and in this chapter, you'll understand why Dumbledore was such a prick to Abigail in chapters before. I nearly forgot that bit altogether!

Enjoy…

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Last chapter:

"I mean – I mean, it's not like it's you, right?" she said softly, trying to smile as if it was some sort of a joke. "It's not you, right?"

Draco remained silent as the new piece of information finally seemed to sink in her.

"Oh God! Draco, tell me it's not true," she whispered, backing away from him.

"I didn't have a choice," he said in defeat.

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Chapter 29

"Didn't have a choice?" Hermione repeated in disbelief. "What the hell have I been telling you all last year: you had that stupid choice! You could have chosen Dumbledore, you could have chosen not to grovel at Voldemort's feet, you could have chosen not to make me look like a fool!"

Her voice remained calm as a single tear ran down her cheek. "I feel like I've been used."

Seeing her pain, Draco instantly stepped towards her, trying to hold her.

"Don't touch me!" she screamed at him. "Don't touch me with your murderous hands! I should have known that I was used for entertainment, that you were only having fun with the filthy little Mudblood!"

"Don't say that," Draco exclaimed, stepping closer to her. "You know it's not true!"

But his words seemed to bounce off her.

"Get away from me, don't touch me!" she tried pushing him back, screaming, this time tears falling freely from her eyes.

"I know what you have to do for your initiation you rapist murderer! Don't you think I know that you torture and kill Muggles for fun? For God's sake, if I hadn't stopped you today, you would have killed my best friend! And now, you're telling me that you're the one who replaced your father! I hate you!"

Draco stiffened at her words but kept reaching out for her nonetheless.

"I hate you! Get away from me!" she continued to scream, her voice overwhelmed with emotion. She pushed Draco back as best as she could, but he inevitably put his arms around her as she continued to fight back, hitting him with her fists where she could, but he held on tight.

"Damn it, I want to hate you, but I can't! I can't!"

Crumbling into his arms, Draco waited for her to calm down.

"It's all too much! And Abigail - Draco, you weren't there, you didn't hear her screams!"

"It's okay, it's okay," he soothed her, holding her head to look into her eyes. "We'll figure something out. I'm sorry you had to find out this way. But you know my feelings for you have always been true. I don't know what I'd do without you."

Pulling her into a hug, he kissed her on the forehead. "Don't worry about Abigail. We'll save her, I'll make sure nothing happens to her."

But Draco didn't know how to save Abigail. He had been thinking about it already, wanting to save her before she was brought to the Dark Lord. But the more he thought about it, the more he knew that saving Abby meant revealing his true self to Voldemort and his Death Eaters.

Draco couldn't sleep that night. He was lying down on Hermione's bed as she slept peacefully in his arms. He had kept his arms around her until she had fallen asleep, exhausted from crying. Her words continually replayed in his mind, as he lay there awake.

I know what you did for your initiation you rapist murderer! Don't you think I know that you torture and kill Muggles for fun?

It was true. He had killed, but he had never enjoyed it. And now Hermione knew what he was capable of and yet she couldn't bring herself to hate him. Draco had never experienced such love in his life, he had never met anyone who trusted him so blindly; trusted the goodness within him.

Looking down at her, he kissed the top of her hair.

"I love you, Granger. You've opened up my heart," he murmured in her ear before falling asleep again.

The next morning, feeling the rays of the sun on his face, Draco woke up slowly, snuggling closer to Hermione, but she was gone.

Opening his eyes, he found a note on her pillow.

I'm in the library, looking up a counter-curse for Abigail.

Hermione.

Begrudgingly, Draco got up and headed for the shower. This is going to be a very long day, he thought, thinking about what was awaiting him that night.

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"You want a fucking picture?" Draco snapped at a couple of Hufflepuffs. They quickly moved away, nodding their heads in fear.

Draco was having a very bad day. Along with Blaise, he was in charge of keeping an eye on Abigail, making sure she wasn't causing any trouble. Unfortunately, her strange behaviour had already caused her several detentions with most of the teachers and some fights with other students. The only teacher who hadn't said a word was Snape. He seemed to know perfectly well what was going on, which didn't surprise Draco. He wouldn't be astonished if every Death Eater knew of Voldemort's plans by now.

"Mudbloods!" she hissed after another Gryffindor student.

"Stop saying that!" Draco let out annoyed.

Blaise turned around to face him, raising an eyebrow but Draco pushed past him, making his way to the Great Hall for dinner. If Abigail opened her mouth one more time, Draco was seriously considering casting a Silencing spell on her. As he sat down at the Slytherin table, he noticed Hermione was already eating with her friends. She looked up into his eyes and smiled at him discreetly, nodding her head.

She had found something.

"Malfoy, can you believe it?" Blaise said to his left, as he filled up his plate. "That idiot Potter actually spilt his ink bottle on Abigail's robes. How thick can you get? I thought she was going to rip his bloody head off!"

"Fascinating," Draco sneered, playing with his food in anxiety.

Merlin Hermione, you're the cleverest witch in Hogwarts! This better work! We've only got tonight.

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As soon as Draco reached the hall, shivers ran down his spine. It happened at every Death Eater meeting but tonight he ignored them and stepped confidently among the hundreds of Death Eaters present, who in return bowed their heads to their young master.

They parted to let Draco through followed by Abigail and Blaise. The three of them made their way to the platform, where Voldemort sat on his black mahogany throne.

"My Lord," Draco greeted him, bowing on one knee. He then stepped aside, for Voldemort to see Abigail and took his righteous place next to the throne. His father was among the crowd tonight, probably fuming with jealousy.

"So here she is," Voldemort hissed, beside Draco. "The all too powerful Serpent girl who thought she could come here and kill one of my Death Eaters without suffering the consequences!"

He laughed at the irony of the situation as Abigail kneeled before him, followed by Blaise.

"Do you have her wand?" he asked Draco quietly waiting for the crowd to settle down.

"Yes."

As soon as Voldemort had everyone's attention, he looked back down to Abigail.

"Let me see it!" he screeched, his beady red eyes dancing in excitement. Standing up, Abigail rolled up her sleeve as she stepped forward, revealing the word 'SLYTHERIN' scarred in her skin. Voldemort stared at her arm, stretching out his white, bony fingers to it. To Draco's surprise, he did not touch the scar, almost as if he was scared of the power behind it. He was following Salazar Slytherin's path after all, trying to fill in his footsteps by restoring the Pureblooded families forgotten glory. And now, Slytherin was helping the Dark Lord in return. He was bringing to him the ultimate weapon that could win him the war; a Serpent.

Suddenly Draco noticed a change in his lord. His once exhilarated red eyes narrowed as he looked into Abigail's dark eyes.

"If it weren't for your powers, you would already be dead," he said dangerously to her. "I hoped that you would follow the path of your grand-mother and so I sent one of my Death Eaters disguised as that traitor Dumbledore so you could know the truth about her. That day, you should have understood where you truly belonged, but instead you are still a disgrace for us Purebloods!"

He paused gravely as he looked at her with disgust.

"Associating with Muggles since your young age, fraternising with Mudblood Gryffindors and refusing to collaborate with your other fellow Pureblooded Slytherins. Zabini told me everything about you, Miss Serpent. How low can you sink?"

His words caused a deathly silence among the hall. All eyes were on Abigail who stood before the Dark Lord in mortal peril. Her simple presence seemed to anger Voldemort and as he said, if it weren't for powers, Draco would surely have been given the task to kill her in the most painful, gruesome way.

Abigail, however, looked him straight into the eye and smirked.

Don't do it! Draco thought to himself. But obviously she couldn't hear him.

"For us Purebloods?" she repeated speaking loud and clear. "Now now Tom, why bother lying? We all know your father was a Muggle!"

Several loud gasps were heard among the crowd followed by whisperings. As Draco watched Voldemort shake with fury in his throne, he realised that apparently not every Death Eater knew about Voldemort's parents.

"Why would you kill your own kind, Tom?" she asked mockingly before laughing at him.

"Silence her!" he shrieked from his throne and instantly, Blaise held her tightly as Draco summoned a Silencing charm on her. The remaining Death Eaters watched, unsure of what to believe but they were soon reassured by their master's words.

"How dare you insult me?" he hissed loudly. "Lestrange! Zabini! Take her to the table!"

Whispers of approval broke out among the crowd as Draco racked his brains to save Abigail.

"But my Lord," he began, stepping closer to the throne. "With her powers, we can crush Dumbledore and his army. We could win this war! I am sure with time, in the dungeons, she will reveal –"

"No, we have no time," he shrieked back. "But you are right! Her powers are essential to me and I must have them tonight. Draco, by all means, make her speak. We all know how persuasive you can be."

Draco kept a pitiless face as a storm raged inside of him. He didn't pride himself for what he had done; he had simply obeyed and served his master's will. Although his father had always taught him never to serve another, here they both were torturing and killing for a halfblood. Draco's only desire was the leave the bastard and find his own way, but it seemed too soon to break off from Voldemort. The war was well on its way, but it hadn't begun yet and if Draco left too soon, he risked everything. Besides, he had yet to find out about the prophecy concerning him, a prophecy Abigail only seemed to know about.

The choice was simple, to obey or rebel and that night, Draco obeyed. He stepped down to the sacrificial table, wand in hand, ready for anything. He watched as Abigail let herself be tied down to the table, her confidence intact.

"You disappoint me, Dragon. How is it that a powerful Pureblood such as yourself takes orders from a Halfblood?" she whispered softly in his head with her empowering voice. "You should be the one on that throne."

"Silence!" Draco cut in, circling the table. "You will reveal your magical knowledge to my Lord and teach him the darkest spells you know, or else –"

"Or else what?" she asked in his head defiantly, raising an eyebrow.

"Crucio!"

Draco cast the unforgivable curse, hoping that Abigail's mind would not suffer from it, being possessed, however, he did not expect what he saw. Abigail's eyes suddenly became black as she merely winced in pain a couple of seconds.

"Salazar Slytherin invented that curse, you idiot!" he heard her mock him, laughing maliciously. "And when he did, he made sure it couldn't be used against him!"

"Don't worry," Draco retorted. "I know a lot more painful curses."

Voldemort nodded his head in approval, as Draco lifted his wand, ready to curse another spell. However, a sudden piercing scream from Abigail interrupted him, as her black eyes faded and the familiar intense red light enveloped her body.

"What's happening?" Draco heard Voldemort question but all eyes continued to fix the girl as she lay unconscious whilst several red beams of light seemed to evaporate from her.

Red light finally shot out of her chest, disappearing into thin air. Immediately, she woke up in a start, gasping for air. Her head darted left and right as if she was lost. She screamed as she saw the hundreds of black-hooded figures surrounding her and tugged frantically at her binds.

"Abigail?" Draco dared to ask, stepping closer. Hermione's counter curse had obviously worked. She whipped her head around, looking at him in terror, her body shaking uncontrollably, but as Draco took another step closer, she disapparated before his very eyes.

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"Potter's filthy Mudblood was in the room when you cast the spell?" Voldemort shrieked, standing up in anger.

"I am sorry, my Lord," Blaise answered, kneeling before him in pain. "I did not think she would find a counter curse."

Draco stood still beside his Lord as he watched the scene before him. After Abigail's abrupt disappearance, Voldemort was furious. Not only had he lost his chance of increasing his powers but Abigail had managed to by pass all the anti-apparation spells cast on the mansion. He instantly demanded explanations from Blaise. Giving none, the Cruciatus curse had then been performed on him until he admitted that Hermione had seen him cast the spell on Abigail.

"You should have thought of that before! Now answer me this: why would that filthy Mudblood save a Serpent?" he questioned Blaise, ready to curse him again if the answer did not satisfy him.

"Because they are related, my Lord," Blaise answered, his hands shaking in fear. "The Mudblood cares for her."

"Does she now?" Voldemort acknowledged, sitting back down in his throne. His eyes gleamed in excitement as he seemed to take into account this new piece of information.

Draco swore to himself as he realised what this meant.

"And does the Serpent girl care in return?" he inquired quickly.

"Yes, my Lord," Blaise said hesitatingly, probably remembering the many times Abigail saved Hermione from her fellow Slytherins.

"Interesting. Then I shall not dispose of you just yet, Zabini, I will have yet another mission for you. But fail me again and you will suffer the consequences!"

"Thank you, my Lord. You are generous, my Lord," Blaise said in relief, stepping back into the crowd of Death Eaters.

As Draco walked out through the large oak doors, after Voldemort dismissed the meeting, he knew that he had to find out what his master was planning for Hermione before Blaise and stop them. He meant to disapparate back to the Forbidden Forest, however, a hand clasped his shoulder before he could.

"Listen very carefully boy," his ruthless father whispered in his ear. "You cannot replace me so easily. Mark my words, I will not let this happen!"

"Careful, Father," he sneered in return. "I could have you killed for threatening me."

"You wouldn't dare!"

"Just you watch me," Draco added before disapparating with a pop.

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As you've probably realised, I don't like Lucius one bit though I love the actor who plays him in the movies. Can't remember his name right now.. Anyway Malfoy sr. is in his own little world, he was basically fired and there's nothing he can do about it! Lol!

Otherwise, for those of you confused, Abigail is practically normal again (she should really be suffering from a nervous breakdown or something after everything she's been through but Harry will be there to save the day!)

Draco finally said 'I love you!' even though Hermione didn't hear him. Yay! And he seems decided not to stay a Death-Eater.

Sorry if this chapter wasn't as long as the last, but next ones will be.

Next chapter: We find out how Golden Trio find counter-curse and perform it to save Abby and Harry and Ron learn one of Hermione's many secrets.

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