A/N: Kelsey in Star Wars voice Luke...I...am...your...father! Lol, I know, cliche evil, but I thought it fits. Even though I never seen any of the Star Wars movies :P Come to the dark side...we have cheese!

Chapter 7 Come To The Dark Side

Jasmine laid awake all day, wondering what she was going to do. She began drawing on another wall, drawing random fashion designs. She didn't know how long she drew, until someone opened the door.

"Voldemort wants you in the dungeon,"

"Oh, super...," She mumbled. He dragged her out and back into the dungeon.

"Miss Tamrin, have you made your decision?"

"Actually, I have. I've decided that I'd rather die than follow you,"

"That's fine, we'll just have to do this with the hard way,"

"Bring it," Voldemort performed the Cruciatus curse on her. She screamed, the curse felt like millions of white hot daggers stabbing her all over. She closed her eyes and tried to put mind over matter.

"Scream again, you know you want to," She kept her mouth shut, Voldemort wanted her to scream, so she wouldn't. He lifted the curse and asked. "Changed your mind yet?"

"Never," He performed the Impero curse and Jasmine lost control of her body. He slammed her against the wall and then slammed her to the floor. He lifted the curse and she moaned.

"Fuck, that hurt,"

"Bring in the second!" The Death Eaters brought in a tall man with jet black hair.

"Harry?"

"Potter, so nice to see you. Now, let's make sure we have the right people," Voldemort muttered an incantation. Hers and Voldemorts hands glowed and a strange symbol appeared on the back of her hand. It was a circle with a smaller circle inside, connecting the two circles were three lightning bolts. The symbol on Jasmine's hand glowed red, Voldemort's glowed black. "What? Why isn't Potter's hand glowing? Why did you bring me the wrong person?"

"We assumed it was Potter. It's always Potter!"

"Bring me the right one. Potter, because you annoy me, I'm going to kill you," He preformed the killing curse and Harry dropped dead.

"Harry!" Jasmine screamed. She ran over to him and started screaming. (A/N: I for one would be jumping for joy, I'm so sick of him! But, for the sake of the story, we'll pretend people "care"). She latched on to him and sobbed into his chest. "No, Harry,"

"That, Miss Tamrin, is what will happen to you if you do not come to the dark side. Now, bring me the real one!" Jasmine was lead back to her room, where she cried her eyes out for Harry. The door opened sometime later, and someone was shoved inside.

"You better be the right one, or Voldemort's gonna be pissed," She looked up and saw a pair of steel grey eyes.

"Jazz?"

"Draco?" He rushed forward and hugged her.

"I'm so glad to see you," She hugged him and buried her head in his chest.

"Draco, Harry's...Harry's dead," Draco gasped.

"Oh, my God," Draco sat down on the bed and held his head in his hands. Jasmine sat down next to him and rubbed his back. He shook his head and changed the subject. "I see a drawing of me," She smiled and said. "Yeah, I thought of you," He smirked.

"If I could be stuck here with anybody, I'm glad it's you," He said and put an arm around her.

"Here's hoping we both live to see life outside this hell hole," She said.

"Let's make a pact, to never go to Voldemort's side," Draco said. She locked fingers with him and said. "Never to go into the darkness,"

"Well, I was thinking we could seal the deal another way," He said and smiled. He kissed her and said. "Now it's official," That night they both got some sleep, much needed sleep.

A/N: See! I told you I got my brain back! Harry's dead, yay! Floor tastes funny...