A/N: All right. I'm gonna go ahead and write this and post it when I get reviews. Italics are either someone's thoughts, dreams or there for emphasis. Now for some characters you recognize...

Hermione Granger was reading in the Hogwarts library, her nose burried very deeply into Hogwarts: A History III(What you didn't know!). She didn't even notice a particularly loathed blond step in.

"Having fun, Mudblood?" He whispered cruely in her ear, effectively making her jump out of her skin.

"What do you want, Malfoy?" She spat at him. He was the last person she wanted to interrupt her reading.

"Well I noticed that Potty and Weasel were sans everyone's favorite mudblood, so I figured that you were here; and once again I am correct." He said smuggly and then flashed that famous Malfoy smirk.

"You avoided my question. What do you want?Better yet, just go find your illiterate cronies and get out of my hair!" She said loudly, it surprised her Madam Pince wasn't ushering them out of the library. But then she took a look around and she realized she wasn't in the library anymore, and Malfoy had disappeared as well. Then it dawned on her where she was, only one place in the world had that horrible veil. She shuddered as she looked at it, Sirius had fallen through it two years ago. However, her walk down memory lane was abruptly ended when she heard someone shout and watched a flash of red light collide into the wall behind her. "Shit!" She grabbed for her wand but it wasn't there. "What am I going to do?" She asked outloud.

"Your going to die!" Hermione whipped around to be staring down the wand of Lucius Malfoy. She swallowed loudly and he laughed in her face. He took in a deep breath and Hermione heard him start an Unforgivable Curse, but suddenly she heard something tapping...

Hermione sat bolt upright so fast she nearly threw her back out, and then she exhaled very loudly. "It was only a dream." She said, trying to calm her rushing heart, "Just a dream..." But then she realized she really did hear something tapping. It was an owl, a school owl to be exact, tapping on her window. Hermione instantly hurtled herself out of bed, the booklist had finally arrived! But there was another note attached to it, and it was from Dumbledore. She ripped it open mercilessly, she had to know what he had to say.

Dear Miss Granger,

Please come to Headquarters as soon as possible we have much to talk about before the upcoming school year. Bring your things as I'm sure you would like to remain with the Weasleys and Harry will be arriving in a few days' time.

Thank you,

Albus Dumbledore

This was great! She got to go back to Grimmauld Place and see Harry and Ron! She immediately started loading up her trunk, and tossed the unopened book list on top of everything. She ran downstairs and asked her parents if she could spend the rest of the summer with the Weasleys, to which they agreed. She said her goodbye's quickly and apperated away with her trunk( she had turned seventeen and had already passed her apperating tests.).

When she arrived she knocked loudly and was greeted by Ginny's grinning face. "Oh Hermione!" She squealed. Ginny's high pitched shriek brought along the shriek of someone else not completely welcomed. "Oh, Damn, mom's not gonna be happy with me!" Ginny yelled over Mrs. Black's shrieks of, "MUDBLOODS, BLOOD TRAITORS, FILTH, SCUM," and such.

"You guy's haven't figured out how to get rid of that portrait yet?" Hermione asked incredulously.

"No, and she's been even worse since she hasn't had Kreacher to order around." Ginny was screaming to be heard over the also screaming painting. By then others had finally arrived on the scene to shut the old hag up, and Ginny tried to sneak away, but Mrs.Weasley caught her by the back of her robes. She took a deep breath getting real red when Remus reminded her gently that if she intended to yell at Ginny do it in the Kitchen so they wouldn't have to deal with Mrs. Black twice in ten minutes.

So Remus helped Hermione with her trunk and then she had to ask, "Ginny mentioned that Kreacher wasn't around anymore, was he freed?" But Remus had already cut her off.

"No Hermione, you know we couldn't free him, he knew to much. He died, in his room." He said as gently as he could. Kreacher's death hadn't affected him in the slightest but he knew Hermione would be affected. And he was right. She sniffed trying to keep back tears, so once more Lupin attempted to keep things under control, "It was painless and quick. He died peacefully in his sleep. He didn't suffer at all." He said quickly.

"You're sure?" She said thickly through her unshed tears. Lupin nodded his head and started to take her down to the kitchen, where everyone was waiting to see her. When they walked into the kitchen Lupin had to dodge several redheads to get to the table safely.

Ginny, Ron, and Fred and George were talking with Hermione non-stop and she was so happy that she was back, she had missed them all so much. But suddenly they heard the doorbell, and instantly Mrs. Black started screaming again. They all ran upsatirs, and sure enough it was Harry! They hurried him down to the kitchen where they could actually be heard while Remus took care of Mrs. Black again.

"Harry! Oh, Dumbledore said you wouldn't be here for a few more days! I'm so happy to see you. Are you okay? Did they treat you nice? Did you eat enough?" Hermione was rambling on while holding Harry in a bone crushing hug.

"Oh, how touching. The reunion. Don't you worry, Granger. I'm sure Potter can at least feed himself, but if not, that's what house elfs are for. Oh, I forgot. You don't have any do you?" Sneered their worst enemy, of their age at least.

"What the hell are you doing here, Malfoy?" Ron growled. How had he gotten here? Surely he hadn't been invited. Had the Death Eaters discovered where Headquarters was? But everything was answered when Dumbledore walked in with Snape following close behind.

"He is with us." Dumbledore said calmly, "and everything will be explained tonight at the meeting, to which all of you but Miss Weasley are allowed to attend." He continued. This didn't keep the Weasleys from glaring daggers at Draco, who had immediately lost the, 'I'm better than everyone else' appearance as soon as Dumbledore had stepped in. And it had sent Ginny into a rage.

"Why can't I go? It's not like someone won't tell me afterward anyway!" She said very loudly and stormed off to her room. Everyone, including Malfoy, sniggered at that. But when Fred saw him laughing, he threw an apple in Draco's general direction and happened to hit him squarely in the back of his head. Everyone cracked up at this except for Snape, who never laughed at anything.

Everyone started to file in for the meeting. Malfoy sat as far in the corner as he could and sat there rubbing his head. Fred couldn't help but chuckle and Malfoy threw him death glares, but that only made everyone else team up against him. As if they weren't already, he thought. Soon everyone had found a seat and were waiting for Dumbledore to begin.

"Alright. Now that everyone is seated and ready, I will explain young Mr. Malfoy's appearance here tonight." Dumbledore started and Draco instantly ducked his head and kept anyone from meeting his silver eyes. "Young Mr. Malfoy came to me at the end of last year saying he had reached a decision. I had asked what decision and he told me he wanted nothing to do with his Father's or Lord Voldemort's plans." There were several deep intakes of breath, and not just because of the Dark Lord's name. "Draco told me he did not want to become a Death Eater, but that he knew no way around it, and that he was to be inducted that coming summer. I told him that I also knew no way around it, and as he sits here with us today, he is a Death Eater." More intakes of breath. That's getting really old, I mean, is it really all that shocking... I guess it is, Draco smirked. "He will obviously be doing something very similar to what Professor Snape does, but his most important roles will be played over the holidays, seeing as we don't see Slytherins leaving school all the time to do their duties as a Death Eater. He will be coming and going the rest of the summer, and other school vacations. If anyone," At this Dumbledore looked at Ron, Ginny, Hermione, and Harry, " sees Draco leaving school..." There was a dramatic pause, "expect the worst."

At this grim statement, even Draco had a solemn look on his face.