A/N This is written for the 'Full Album Fic Challenge'

by Myles Long

Each chapter is inspired by a song on the album Sing the Sorrow by AFI.

DISCLAIMER: The lyrics used in the following chapters belong to AFI and Draco Malfoy (sadly) does not belong to me and neither do the rest of the characters. The lovely JK Rowling owns them all. Anyways, enjoy.(:

Miseria Cantare (The Beginning)

"Love your hate, your faith lost. You are now one of us. Nothing from nowhere I'm no one at all. Radiate. Recognize one silent call as we all form one dark flame. Incinerate."

Draco stood in front of the small group that consisted of about seven other men who were all dressed in black.

They stood there silently for a few seconds before one of them stepped forward and spoke.

"Draco Lucius Malfoy. Do you recall what you promised to do all those years ago?" One of the Death Eaters spoke up. Draco recognized him not as one of the select few Voldemort had by his side when he was alive.

"I do." Draco said simply.

"Then you should know what we are here for today."

"I have an idea." Draco said as he looked around, trying to find a way out.

The Death Eaters formed a circle around him faster than he could react. They acted as if they were almost ready to pounce if he tried to make an escape.

Draco had to smile a bit. It seemed all too familiar to when he first became officially attached to the Death Eaters. The one night that destroyed his life.

5 Years Earlier.

Draco stood there surrounded by at least twenty other Death Eaters.

He recognized most of them. Avery, Knott, Goyle, Crabbe, Bellatrix, Dolohov, MacNair, and more.

Avery stepped forward. "Do you agree to the terms of the Death Eater ideals and goals and promise to fulfill your duties no matter what the request?"

Draco took in a shaky breath and spoke.

"Yes."

"The Malfoy family has long since been loyal to the Dark Lord and the fathers of your fathers have firsthand seen the destruction disobeying orders can bring." Avery said once again. "It would be a shame to dishonor that tradition would it not?"

"Yes."

"You realize that if you should ever betray your fellow Death Eaters in any way, it could lead not only to your death, but the death of the people you hold dearest to you."

"Yes."

"Knowing that, do you still accept the terms and truly desire to become a Death Eater for life? Once a Death Eater, always a Death Eater." He took a step closer.

Draco thought for a moment. If he said no, he would die and be a disgrace to his father and family. He had to say yes whether he wanted to or not.

"I accept."

"Very well then. Good choice boy." Avery said as he took out his wand and made his way over to the shaking boy.

"Hold out your arm." He said.

Draco held out his arm for the man.

He took it and pressed his wand against Draco's left forearm.

Draco felt as if he had been stabbed with a knife. He let out a whimper even though he tried his hardest to stay silent.

"Calm down boy. This is nothing compared to what you will face soon enough." Avery said in an annoyed tone.

Soon after, he put his wand back in his robes and stepped away from Draco.

He looked down at his arm and saw the all too familiar Dark Mark he saw on his father for so many years. The snake within the skull was moving from side to side as it burned his arm.

"Congratulations boy. You are now an official Death Eater. You are one of us."

"He's coming." Another Death Eater said quickly.

Him?

Draco saw a puff of black smoke appear behind the Death Eaters that were facing him.

Suddenly they parted and Draco realized who he was.

Voldemort.

"So Draco, you finally are a Death Eater now are you? Sorry I had to miss the ceremony but I had more pressing matters to discuss with your parents in fact." Voldemort's snake-like voice sent chills down Draco's spine.

Draco found he couldn't say anything, so he figured to simply nod.

Behind Voldemort came his father who was beaming. He seemed almost too proud.

His mother wasn't there, but it wasn't any different than what usually happened.

"Lucius, explain to Draco here what we discussed." Voldemort said again as he gently turned around to face Lucius.

"Yes my lord."

He walked over to Draco and put his hand on his shoulder.

"Draco, we have a task assigned especially for you as a new recruit."

Instantly Draco perked up. It was his time, he had a job to do, he could finally make his father proud. That's all he wanted and that's all he has ever tried to do.

"Yes father?" Draco asked excitingly.

"You are to kill Albus Dumbledore."