Authors Note-most thing will not be explained for I am expecting people who read this fanfic to have read all six books. You will have to know the events such as the fight in the ministry of magic. Also I will not bother with details on people unless new or I think it is appropriate.

Disclaimer- Eva Saracrost and some other people are mine. The rest are J.K. Rowlings.

Draco glared at Severus Snape in an empty room, them two the exception, at the house of Tom Riddle. His white hair almost as greasy as his, more gray then white on his pale skin, yellow teeth and his eyes puffy and red from lack of sleep. He could just magine how Pansy would have reacted if she had seen the state he was in now. No doubt in anyone's mind, Draco was scared. Deeply scared for what would happen. The Dark Lord had given him a two choices. One was him kill Dumbledore. The other one was see him and his family, in other words his mother Narcissa Malfoy and his father Lucius Malfoy. The only people Draco really cared for. He had a chance in the Astronomy Tower. Finding Dumbledore alone, Draco had gotten his wand and started explaining to him his genius plan. That was not part of the plan, telling DUmbledore anything, it was a hesitation. Draco loved being the one known as being a Death Eater and having to kill one of the most powerful people on Earth, but he didn't do it. Snape had gotten upstairs, riased his wand and yelled the two wrods, 'Avrada Kadavra', and killed the old headmaster. Draco was relieved that he did not have to do anything, it was too much for the seventeen year old boy. What would happen now, though, worried him. No doubt that the Dark Lord would find out, probably kill his family.

"Its your fault!" Draco hissed to his ex-potions teacher. "I'm going to die, my mother is going to die and my father is going to die on your account!"

Snape just laughed bitterly. "Dumb boy, do you not think you would have anyway? Dumbledore could have finished you off. But I do feel a bit of sympathy. Lucius was anexcellent Death Eater, Narcissa is a beautiful woman and you are one of the best students I have ever had.I feel grateful at the moment so I'll give you something."

Draco raised an eyebrow. He was about to die and all Snape was doing was giving him something probably completely worthless. Draco stared expressionless at theobject in the Death Eater's hand. It was little pale green box that had all sort of ancient creatures on it and could fit in the palm of his hand. He took it and started to open it but Snape quickly shut it before he could see anything.

"In there is a mirror, but any ordinary mirror," Snape said to him in a hushed tone. "This mirror tells you things. Whatever you may like, but brake the mirror and-"

Snape paused and Draco noticed he was holding his breath. "And what, professor?"

"I am a professor no longer so there is no need to call me that, Draco," Snape said, wanting to slap the boy in the back of his head. "Just don't brake it! Now how to use it is under the box. There is limited use but beware-"

"Malfoy boy, the Lord would like to see you," another Death Eater, one draco did not even try to see who, interupted Snape. Snape growled at him and then turned to Draco who looked at him curiously. "Ok go, but come here as soon as you can. I must tell you something about my little...present..."

Draco nodded refusing to return the mischievous smile. Instead he decided to ignore it as he followed the other Death Eater to his masters room. How could he smile? Voldemort would kill him for sure. His father had failed at the fight in the Department of Mysteries and ended up going to Azkaban, failing his job, plus all the otherDeath Eater involved also,and losing his way as a spy for the Dark Lord to see what was going on at the Minsitry of Magik. His mother, though the Dark Lord did not know, went against his wishes and talked to Snape about the plan which ended up forcing him into the Unbreakable Vow. Either Snape would help him or die. Now Draco had failed. Once having the chance to kill Dumbledore he choked and Snape came in with his end of the bargin. He helped Draco, but didn't.

He was now infront of the Dark Lord's room, just relizing he had been shivering. Touching the knob and turning it slowly Draco was able to hear, from the Death Eater now leaving, the words 'he's a goner'. Did everybody have to know? Finally, what seemed for like an eternity, Draoc opened the door and strided in keeping his eyes to the floor.

"Draco Malfoy, son of Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Malfoy," Voldemort stated, his voice quiet and him hissing so that the s's lasted longer. He standing above stairs locatedat the front of theroom that looked like nothing but a box. It had equal for sides and nothing in it. Draco walked up to the stairs and bowed down. "Stand up."

Draco did as he was told and continued looking down. What was going to happen to him? Why had he agreed ot this? Becoming Death Eater was a dream, but not when you are still a kid. not when you might be killed for doing something wrong, making a mistake.

"I supose you think I shall kill you," Voldemort said walked side to side. He feet light and Draco could hardly hear them. "Wrong. First, yes I thought I should. Draco I sent you to kill Dumbledore! Not Severus Snape! You, a child, I do realize. Had the Dark lord gone mad? No! Hadn't you had the perfect moment to? Were you not alone in the tower? He was with no back up and not armed, was he? Am I not right? Answer me!"

"N-n-no my Lord, you are right," the words came stumbling out of Draco's mouth. he was nervous, but happy. He would not be killed, he would live.

"I don't care why Snape came and did your job, I don't care. Albus Dumbledore is gone, dead," Voldemort admited. "Now I am going to give you a second chance, Draco. I never give second chances, but I need you to do a job for me."

"Of course!"

"You will need to go back to Hogwarts."

Draco froze. Go back? Where he was considered a traitor? A part murderer. He would be murdered. "Yes, but how?"

"You will hide and I willtellCrabbe and Goyle to take care of you. You have befriended a ghost, have you not? She will help, but do nt inform her of anything!"

"What will I do there?"

"Lure somebody close to Potter. Someone who knows something about the Order. Would you know who that might be?"

Draco thought for a second then it just came to him. Of course. "Yes."

"Good, now get out of my sight!"

Draco nodded and by accident looked up at Voldemort, what he saw suprised him a little. Turning around, he walked outside and somehow found himself crowded by a lot of Death Eaters.

"How come you didn't die?" asked one of them stupidly.

"Shut up and move away!" Bellatrix Lestrange, his aunt, came through the crowd, grabbed his hand and brought him away. "Ok, Draco, follow me. We are heading toward Hogwarts."

"I have to go see Snape about something," Draco whined trying to get away from her tight grip.

"I don't care, it could wait," Bellatrix said. Draco sighed. Now he would never know Snape's warning. Maybe it was that he shouldn't openthe boxinfront of anybody or something like that.