Disclaimer: Wasn't, isn't, and never will be mine.

I'd like to start this chapter with a big old shout out to halfbloodprincess2, for all her behind the scenes help!

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Chapter 5: The many twists and turns of reality

Inside Draco's memory

It was a dark room. Candles flickered warily on various spaces around the small room.

The only color was that of a small window about 50 feet up.

It had many shapes on it. It was compiled of red and gold, and had two hands in the middle.

The hands were separated, and looked as if they were trying to reach each other, but couldn't.

In the center of the cold dungeon, there were many rows of people all kneeling.

They were all wearing long, black robes, and tall hats of the same color.

You couldn't see who they were, because they were all wearing masks that hid their identity.

They were all facing the front of the room.

There, there was another hooded figure, which was surrounded by an eerie, blurred light.

Just looking at the light made your insides freeze with anxiety and apprehension.

This figure didn't have a mask, and it was clear that he was the leader of them all.

He looked up.

His face was pale. So pale, that it wasn't possible to believe that he was human.

And, in the midst of all that white that was his face, you could see two cat-like slits for eyes.

His eyes were burning red.

Anger and hate were etched into them. You could feel the fury radiating off of them like there were two flaming suns that were filling the sockets instead of eyes.

And then he spoke. His voice was chilling.

"My faithful Death eaters. I have good news. It is about the Mudblood. We have found a way. She will die." Said the man.

One of the Death eaters, the shortest of them, shifted uncomfortably in his position, as if he were itching to say something.

But he wasn't that stupid.

"The Potter boy has come through for us. He-" the man stopped speaking as one of the Death eaters hurried up to him.

The man drew his wand.

"Sit, Crabbe. Do not ever interrupt me again, you insolent little child." The man said in the same chilling voice.

"I'm sorry, my Lord. But, I thought it wise to warn you that we have a traitor in our midst." Crabbe said.

The small Death eater immediately leapt to his feet.

He ran towards the door.

His hat flew off, to reveal a mess of blonde hair. His mask whipped off his face, to reveal the handsome face of Draco Malfoy.

He didn't stop to pick them up, he just kept running along.

His face was tinged a light pink color, and his breathing was getting raspier as he continued to run.

He dared not look behind him.

"Immobulous!" A voice shouted lazily.

Draco stopped running. He couldn't run, he couldn't move.

"So, you've become friends with the Mudblood, my dear Draco?" asked the man.

"N-no." Draco answered unsteadily.

"Don't lie to me, Malfoy. It won't work. YOU ARE A TRAITOR!" The man managed to remain calm even when yelling.

Draco hung his head.

"And, now, you will suffer, dear boy." The man said mockingly.

"Voldemort, leave me and Hermione alone." Draco said.

A gasp went around the room. The Dark Lord was never addresses by his actual name, not even by his Death eaters.

Voldemort's white cheeks went slightly pink in anger and his eyes became even more deadly looking than before.

"Prepare to die what is bound to be a very painful death, boy." Voldemort said.

And then, in a flash of light and sound, every death eater had aimed a curse at the poor child.

Luckily, most of them missed.

The Immobulous curse had been removed.

An injured Draco focused all his energy of getting back to Hogwarts, and then, with a loud crack, he was gone.

The last thing that was seen before the room faded away was an angry Death eater pulling off his hat to reveal a head full of messy brunette hair.

Hermione's POV

Oh my gosh. How could this happen? What about Harry? What's going on? That was so horrible. Why do they want to kill me? I've mended Draco's bones, and now I'm sobbing into his shoulder.

Why did all of this have to happen? I'm terrified. My heart is pounding at one thousand miles per hour, and I'm having trouble breathing. They almost killed Draco because of me. What is going on!

I need to get my mind off of this. I think I'll go outside and 'accidentally' start a snowball fight…

Okay, screw the snowball fight, I guess. I'm going for bigger and better things. Like food fights. I was sitting with Draco at the Slytherin table, and the weasel chucked a handful of peas at us.

So, I chucked so potatoes at him. And accidentally hit a Ravenclaw. That's how it all started…

That was a lot of fun. I needed to get my mind off of this whole thing, or I may have a panic attack. On another note, Somehow in the midst of all the flying food, Draco asked me to Hogwarts. So now I have a boyfriend to help me get my mind off of things… That's so morbid, it makes me laugh.

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So, what do you think? This was indeed the important chapter. Very important indeed. Did you like the D/Hr in this chapter? I hope so! I'll probably be updating every 2 or three days from now on, in order to have better quality chapters. READ AND REVIEW! Oh ya, and SiriuslyFunny, something bad happened. I Can't Believe It's Not Butter has won the competition. They have stopped making Wonder Bread! Isn't that awful! READ AND REVIEW!