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Draco appeared in front of a dark menacing decapitated mansion. Keep out and danger signs were posted everywhere. He walked along the path quietly and stealthily, not wanting to attract any attention, muggle or magic. Just as he reached the large wooden doors, Draco hesitated. Did he really want to be Voldermort's follower? Was it want he wanted to do? He looked at the Dark Mark on his left arm. Why was his changing his mind now? As he stepped into the mansion, Draco knew the answer. Hermione.
The inside of the mansion was as forbidding as the outside. The drapes were torn, several crumbling walls, cobwebs, spiders, musky smells and dirty stained carpets. Why does Voldermort choose such disgusting places? Truth be told, Draco was a little afraid of spiders. Not that he would ever tell anyone, even under wand-point. He entered the biggest room in the house, where Voldermort was sitting on a make-throne, with several Death-Eaters surrounding him. Blaise Zabini was also in the group. He looked piercingly at Draco.
"Master." Draco greeted and bowed and kissed the air in front of Voldermort's feet. He stood up and joined his father, who was looking at him.
"Draco." Lucius acknowledged
"Father." Draco said monotonously.
That was all exchanged between the father and son until the remaining Death-Eaters joined.
"Death-Eaters!" Voldermort boomed. "Today, the Malfoy heir will be given his first task. It will prove his loyalty to me. If he fails, the consequence is death." Voldermort ended seemingly thinking Draco would accomplish it easily.
Draco walked up to Voldermort (the demented git) confidently, coolly, without a trance of emotion.
"Draco. No doubt this will be a breeze for you. Seduce her and bring her to me."
Voldermort hissed
"Who, master."
"Hermione Granger, the mudblood, Potter's friend."
Draco's mouth nearly dropped open in surprise. What?! Had Voldermort found out (well…almost) something was between them?
Blaise smirked in the background.
"Yes master." Draco bowed and went back to the Death-Eaters.
Voldermort continued talking, but Draco wasn't paying attention.
"Go Death-Eaters. Kill mercilessly. Muggle or magic. So that one day everyone will fear the name of Lord Voldermort!"
The Death-Eaters left. Draco returned to Hogwarts too, very troubled. He appeared at the same place as he had left. No one was there. Draco walked briskly towards the Slytherin Dungeons. He had to think. Draco knew he had feelings for Hermione. Life is so complicated at this point. He landed on his bed, face flat and shouted.
Hermione was in her common room reading, since she had finished her homework, which now, Harry and Ron were desperately trying to complete. She had given them her 'you should have done it earlier' lecture.
"Please Hermione?" begged Ron "I'll never ever do it so late again." Harry nodded mock-solemnly in agreement.
Sighing, Hermione gave in and walked over to help them. At about ten, Ron and Harry, with Hermione's help of course, finished.
"Thanks Hermione." Said both grateful boys
"No problem." Hermione replied "I've got to go now. Forgot to pack something." She had told them about her trip earlier.
"Good night. See you in a few days." Harry said
Hermione ran up to her dormitory. She hadn't even started packing! Frantically, with one hand she began throwing clothes and a number of other miscellaneous items in her trunk, her other hand waving her wand, levitating more items into her trunk. Things where flying everywhere. Ten minutes later, her trunk was stuffed. Clothes stuck out left and right. With a wave of her wand, the clothes and things were organized neatly.
"Ah..." Hermione said, satisfied
She checked one last time and went to bed dead tired from the days events.
A/n I'll be moving so I won't be able to update for a long time. Sorry.