CHAPTER 6

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Authors Note: Hey everybody. Yep so by now Christmas break is over with most likely, but I am writing this on the 21st of December, just so everyone knows, I am not trying to slack on you. But as for someone who mentioned that she didn't know if I were to keep to my word about finishing this story, since I haven't finished any of my other ones, well, my sister and I share an account, and we put our stories on the account together, she has written the other two stories, this is the only one of my stories that I have up on I had another one up there, but I took it off as soon as you said that, because I knew I wasn't going to finish that one, whenever I write, I write on this one now. So I am very sorry that it came off that I wasn't a very honest person with my writing, I hope that you will over look that and enjoy my story. HERE'S Chapter 6!!!!

Recap: Hermione's tongue was now trailing down Draco's hard and much defined abs. Suddenly, there was a large bang downstairs. Hermione sat up quickly. Draco opened his once closed eyes, and listened as they heard heavy footsteps coming quickly up the stairwell, and voices in the common room below.

Hermione slipped under the quilt with Draco, her eyes wide with fear, she looked at him, and he gave her a weak smile. Draco threw back the covers, making sure that Hermione was still covered. He stepped up, still donned in his boxers. Draco glanced quickly back at the girl sitting frightfully in the large bed. His right hand slowly reached out for the doorknob, his left grasping his wand tightly. He pulled the door open slightly to peer out. And when he did he jumped back just in time for the door to be kicked open harshly, banging on the wall next to it.

Hermione gasped. There, standing in the very same room as Hermione and Draco, was Lucious Malfoy. His silver eyed flitted toward Hermione for a moment before he turned his head to rest on his son once again.

"Hello, my dear lively ridiculous imbecile for a son. Did you miss me?" Three other death eaters joined the group now, their eyes glaring hungrily at Hermione for long moments at a time. Draco growled as he inched closer to the bed, standing protectively in front of Hermione. Draco's soft grey orbs were still glued to his father. Hermione whimpered lightly, sitting up to draw her arms around Draco. He kept her slightly behind him, so as he was closest to his father.

"What is it that you want, exactly? And how in the bloody fuck did you get out of your lovely home?" Draco smirked lightly, a flicker of fear still at home in his eyes. Lucious let out a short and light laugh, a laugh that would chill you to your bones.

"Well, my dear boy, we have come to take you to your childhood home, Malfoy Manor, to be instated as a Death Eater. To be loyal and helpful to the dark lord." Draco snorted loudly, receiving in return many harsh glares. Lucious darted over to the bed, to stand right in front of his seventeen year old son.

"You dare laugh at the dark lord, you dare to defy me?" Lucious' eyes blazing with fury.

Draco shrugged. "I won't become one of them father," Draco said gesturing at the bunch in the corner that were hanging on every word exchanged between the father and son duo. "I won't become you." Draco spit out.

There was a sickening CRACK as Draco's father's fist connected with the side of his jaw; Draco was knocked to the ground from the force. Hermione screamed. Lucious turned as if just acknowledging that Hermione was in the room. He raised his eyebrows lightly as he looked once more at his son. Then his eyes turned back to the terrified girl.

Lucious made a gesture to his cronies in the back ground, to very large death eaters surged forward to yank Hermione out of the safety of Draco's bed. One held on to her arm tightly, the other grasped the back of Hermione's head of hair. The larger one, the one holding Hermione's hair, leaned forward to sniff slightly at her hair. He grunted with pleasure. Then he yanked her head back roughly as Lucious stepped up to the front of the nearly naked girl. Lucious smirked at his son, before once again turning his attention to the muggleborn. He took one long finger and ran it down between the valley of her breasts and over her flat stomach. Hermione flinched and tried to turn away from him, which only made the death eater holding her arm twist it behind her back painfully.

Hermione shouted loudly. Lucious smirk plastered to his face as he turned. "I've already got her shouting, and I haven't even fucked her yet." He grinned as the cronies chuckled.

Draco pushed himself up off of the floor and came to stand in front of Hermione once again.

"You won't touch her." Draco said a determined look in his eyes.

"He's right, dear Lucious." A raspy voice called from the doorway. They all turned around to see the dark lord, Lord Voldemort, enter the room. The death eaters holding Hermione let go quickly to follow Malfoy seniors' act of bowing deeply to the floor.

Hermione whimpered as she ran to where Draco was standing a few feet in front of her. Draco wrapped a reassuring arm around her waist, pulling her to him.

"No need to be afraid, my lovely child." Lord Voldemort spoke lightly. "They won't harm you against my orders." Hermione grasped tighter to Draco.

She looked in to the red slits, and boated by a momentary pang of bravery she spoke. "Please, what is it that you will of us?"

"Well, Ms. Granger, I have come here, seeking young Mr. Malfoy's loyalty." Voldemort said lightly.

Hermione looked at him. "And what if Draco doesn't want to join?"

Voldemort turned his eyes to look directly at Lucious' son. "Then he will be killed."

Hermione let out a sound between somewhat of a gurgle and a scream. She turned to bury her face against Draco's chest, just as he took a sharp intake of breath.

Lucious looked at his son, and nodded lightly, towards Hermione. He raises his eyebrows a bit, as if to say, 'Son, you know what will happen to her if you refuse.' Draco looked down at Hermione, Then looked back up.

"I would like a moment with Hermione please, with everyone out of the room." He was now looking directly at Voldemort.

Voldemort nodded, with that the death eaters scrambled out of the room to avoid the fury of Voldemort they knew would come if they didn't. Voldemort followed them out with a small nod toward Draco; he shut the door leaving them behind.

Hermione turned toward the closed door and then tugged Draco's hand, leaning toward the window.

"Come on, Draco. We can escape through the window." She pulled on his hand to see that he wasn't budging.

Draco looked at her. "No, Hermione, if we go now, we will be found. There is no doubt about that, and when we are found. We'll be killed. And I could not stand for you to die, because of me. So, I am going to become what I was born to be. A follower of the dark lord." Hermione stared up at him, shaking her head lightly.

"No, Draco, you can't. We won't be able to be together. I can't lose you. I just can't." Hermione's eyes were clouding with tears as she turned her face away. A single tear slid down her cheek. Draco reached out to wipe it away and Hermione turned her face in to his palm.

"You won't lose me, baby. You won't ever lose me. But if I don't go now, we'll be killed." Hermione let out a soft sob. The door opened to reveal Voldemort and Lucious. They entered and Hermione pulled away from Draco wiping her tears.

"I want to come with you. I want to become a death eater too." Hermione said, her chin held high. Inside her body, Hermione was screaming, what was she doing? She was betraying her side, betraying Harry. But she was doing it to be with the man that she loved.

Draco's head whipped around. "No, Mione, you can't do this."

"Silence, Draco, If this is what she wants to do, that is how it will be. Pack your bags immediately; we will leave through the floo network in 20 minutes." Voldemort nodded to Lucious and they turned to leave.

Draco waited until they were gone before he turned to Hermione. Shock was registered on his face.

"Just pack, Draco. I did what I had to do." Hermione's face was now streaked with fresh tears.

The seventeen year old girl, who felt as if her world was crashing around her, walked in to her bed room. She pulled out her wand and started charming stuff to magically float in to her trunk. She was to leave Hogwarts. She was to become a Death Eater. All to be with someone who she never thought she'd love, she knew she did though, she'd never loved someone this much in her entire life.

Authors Note: Hey everybody, I really hope that you liked this Chapter, I think this is probably the best one I have written on this story yet. Tell me what you think of it, and give me any ideas on what you think should happen next.

P.S Guess I got this up before Christmas didn't i? Hope you like, PLEASE REVIEW !!!! Thanks so much. Happy Christmas!