AN: Ok so I know it's taken me a little longer than I wanted to get this chapter up and going back with the flow of things again. This chapter took me like all of last week to come up with so I really put a lot of thought into it and I hope you like, let me know. –Mirioux

Chapter Eleven: The Death Eater in Me

"Ah, what a surprise to find you of all people so far away from Hogwarts," The cloaked man remarked, his sarcasm masking the shock in his raspy voice. "To what do I owe this unexpected occasion?"

"I want her, more than I've ever wanted anything in my like, and he's taken her away from me. I've tried everything, and she still won't have me…" His hooded visitor explained.

"Ah, so you want my help do you, and what have you to offer me in return…?"

"I have inside information, but I want an unbreakable vow stating she's not to be harmed in the siege or the time of your rule therefore after, not harmed by you or any of your followers,"

"You're smarter than you look boy, but I want more than just your information in that case, I want a loyal follower out of you, if you demand an unbreakable vow with such stipulations from me." Voldemort hissed, intrigued by the audacity of this 'Potter worshiper'.

"I'm prepared to take the dark mark if that's what you require of me,"

"First I need to know you are loyal to me only and not Potter as I suspect, so tell me boy, what do you know of Lylan Grimm and where her loyalties lie?"

"I know she is faithful to the Order of the Phoenix as is her cousin Blaise Zabini and I've heard her speaking of her loyalties to a mysterious male figure in her class room when I was early for detention with her once…"

"Did you say Zabini was an Order member? I may have use for you yet, that is all I need of you for now. You shall receive your Dark Mark and your unbreakable vow before the next full moon, and know if you betray me between now and then I shall send Fenrir Greyback to retrieve you, now off with you," Voldemort warned as the boy melted back into the shadows and returned to Hogwarts.

This was going to be easier than he thought, all he had to do was keep up the begging act around Harry and Hermione and that would cause Zabini to snap and give him all the information he needed to break Hermione and Draco, and present them to the Dark Lord.

3 Days Earlier

Ron awoke that morning around noon, it was Saturday, and he had had a rough night. Sleep had not come to him easily, he had thought about the disturbing noises he heard coming from Hermione's room, and how upset she had been at him and Blaise as well.

He sat alone at the Gryffindor table at lunch; it was he who was now being shunned instead of Hermione, not that she or Malfoy for that matter were any where to be found in the Great Hall.

A wave of anger and jealousy flooded Ron's mind as he realized his worst fears had just plunged him into his greatest nightmare, putting aside the fact that it was no longer a dream, but reality. "BLOODY HELL!" he screamed out loud, causing an eerie silence to fall over the Great Hall, even the teachers had silenced themselves.

"Excuse me Mr. Weasley, if there a problem?" Head Mistress McGonagall questioned as she stood up at her table.

"No," Ron snarled as he left the Great Hall and went back to the common room. He sat on the couch pouting for a moment, until he heard the slightly muffled giggle of Hermione. Once again he found himself knocking on the door with such force that if it had not been enchanted, it would have been torn off of it's hinges.

He heard the giggle again, but this time it came from Malfoy's room, Ron flew to that door and proceeded to bash at that door, until it cracked open to reveal Malfoy's face, "yes what is it Weasley?" He asked politely, trying to mask the irritation in his voice.

"Is Hermione in there with you, she had better not be or I'll…"

"You'll what, beat me to a bloody pulp? Not a good idea mate, I'm head boy and you'd be back in you miserable Gryffindor tower, but yes, Hermione is in here with me, and we are kind of in the middle of something, so may I relay a message for you?"

"YOU BLOODY WANKER, I WILL KILL YOU!" Ron yelled throwing his shoulder into the door, knocking Malfoy to the ground.

"DRACO," Hermione shrieked as she fell to his side.

"Go get Lylan, get out of here Hermione, NOW!" Draco directed pushing her to the bathroom as he stood up to keep Ron busy. Hermione obeyed and ran as fast as she could to the Great Hall not worried that she was still dressed in her short night shorts and a tank top that was a size too small.

She burst into the Great Hall just as the teachers were getting ready to depart, "Professor McGonagall, Ronald's attacked Draco, he threatened to kill him," Hermione announced as everyone stared at her attire.

"Lylan, Remus go we will be behind momentarily, what had gotten into Mr. Weasley?" Professor McGonagall ordered, as Lylan and Remus nodded chasing after Hermione.

Once they returned to the common room Ron had Draco against the wall by the throat. "Weasley drop him now!" Lylan shouted, "you will regret it if you do not release him," She repeated darkly as a rush of violet light began to erupt from her body.

"Lylan, relax, I'll take care of him, Remus place a hand on her shoulder , and he took it upon himself to pry Ron off of Draco, "Wand now, Weasley," Lupin ordered and Ron reluctantly gave it up.

"Detention Weasley, with me again, no prefect duties, no quidditch period, now move your things back to Gryffindor tower," Lylan explained to him. "You alright Malfoy? Let's have Madame Pomfrey have a look at you, Hermione take him to Poppy, when you're well come see me."

"Yes Professor," Draco replied hoarsely.

So she had chosen Malfoy over him, how could she throw away six years of friendship so easily, how could she fall for their enemy?

Ron was at al loss, he didn't understand how it happened or why it happened, all he knew was that he had to win her back. He had to bring Hermione back to her senses, he had to take matters into his own hands, he wasn't going to lose to Draco Malfoy again, and this time he had guaranteed his success.

Ron was prepared to go against everything he knew for Hermione, why couldn't she see that? He was prepared to sell his soul to the devil to make her love him.

What had Malfoy done for her? Saved her miserable mud blood self from the raging Hawaiian sea? Well Ron would have if he had known, he was prepared to die for her, would Malfoy sacrifice himself for her, he thought not. 'How dare he try to steal my Hermione?' he thought to himself as he climbed the stairs to the tower. 'He will pay for ruining my life as he has,' he clenched his fists so hard for so long that his knuckles were now white with numbness.

As he laid in his bed sleep did not come to him, only anger and jealousy came to him, oh how he wished he had used an unforgivable curse on Malfoy instead of beating him to a bloody pulp. 'Ah, well there's always tomorrow, I'm sure that would bring joy to the face of my master the dark lord, but I'm sure knowing all of Harry's weaknesses suits him just fine as well.' He thought as he closed his eyes. How shocked Harry would be when he found out both of his best friends were fraternizing with his two worst enemies.

It was nearly two weeks before Voldemort call upon Ron to receive his Dark Mark, and make the unbreakable vow, with all of Ron's stipulations set in place. Ron was now one of Voldemort's most valued Death Eaters besides Severus Snape (AN: who is still secretly a member of the order of the phoenix, he was not the traitor. Refer to ch. 2.) who had killed Dumbledore when Draco Malfoy could not.

"Now young Weasley, tell me more about young Zabini being loyal to Dumbledore's cause," Voldemort insisted after the ceremony.

"I only know what I learned whilst I was still sharing a room with him in the prefect dormitory," Ron explained, "it seems that when he found out that the mud blood Hermione Granger wasn't a mud blood at all he went to McGonagall and found Lylan Grimm as well,"

"Granger's not a mud blood, prey tell who is she now?" this peaked Voldemort's interest, could she be the Grimm that had more power than Aurora Zabini herself?

"She's a pureblood, or so the rumor goes, now she goes by the last name of Grimm, just as her cousin Lylan." Ron continued feeding his master's need for information.

"Do you know the significance of this my dear boy?" Voldemort questioned.

"No my Lord, I'm not quite sure that I do," Ron replied honestly.

"It is of the utmost importance that I meet this Hermione Grimm, and I'm leaving this task in your hands with the guidance of Severus Snape. Succeed and you shall be the heir to my empire, fail and you shall die."

"Yes my lord," Ron whispered taking a deep bow and beginning the long, lonely trek back to Hogwarts.