A/N: Has it really been 2 years since I published this? Good god, why do I keep forgetting about my commitments? I need to sort out my life. I'm sorry for delaying, (but I hardly have any readers so, haha). Anyway, enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of its characters.

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Chapter 2.

Hermione stayed up all night thinking about her task. Can she go through with it? Sure, she never really liked Ron, but they never really did fight and he always acknowledged her intelligence, although he did insult her most of the time. She thought her task would be to torture some muggles or at least to kill muggles, but no. Her first task was to kill Ron Weasley. She tossed and turned, thinking of ways to calm her mind and drift off to sleep. She needed to be prepared because she was to carry out Voldemort's command tonight. As she laid their contemplating on how to kill her former best friend, she realized she was actually going to do it. She was turning away from the light and stepping into a much darker world. Hermione always knew she had a darker side to her, she just tried ignoring it and did not want to acknowledge it. But now, she was dabbling with dark magic and siding with the enemy. She was beginning to feel more at home than she ever did, which made her wonder if the black blood running through her veins made her this way.

Morning approached sooner than expected and Hermione hadn't slept all night. She had spent her night in Malfoy Manor. She heard a knock on the door and the wooden door slowly opened. It was Narcissa. She looked worst than Hermione and she wondered if Narcissa had spent her entire life not sleeping.

"Miss Gran- I mean, Miss Black. I'm sorry to disturb you, but I wanted to know how you slept? Last night might have been a little too drastic for a child like you. I know you mustn't like me very much, and I understand, but I hope we can get past that. It is a delight for me to know that you are family to me. Can you give me the time to get to know you?"

Hermione, still in bed, listened to Narcissa in shock. She hadn't seen this side of Narcissa before. She only saw her as someone who would look at Hermione in disgust, like she was dirt. But now, Narcissa spoke softly to her, with respect, while asking her permission to get to know each other. Hermione's world really has been turned upside down.

"Of course, Mrs. Malfoy. I would love that."

"Please call me Cissy." Narcissa replied, smiling. "Breakfast will be served shortly. Please come down whenever you are ready." And she closed the door, leaving Hermione alone with her thoughts again.

She wondered if Narcissa really was a kind person, underneath the icy exterior. She never expected to be welcomed like that by the lady of the house. But she figured some people are full of surprises.

Breakfast was an awkward affair, Lucius was not around, and Draco looked miserable and uncomfortable with my presence., Narcissa tried to make conversation by asking us how our school was going, which reminded me that winter break was almost over, and she would have to go back to Hogwarts and Ron might not be there.

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It was time. She was summoned and given her own cloak. Lucius, Bellatrix, and Draco were to accompany her, make sure the plan was successful. Hermione could hardly breathe. All sorts of thoughts were running through her mind, why was she doing this? So suddenly. She wasn't even given time to process this. It was happening all too quickly, and she wondered why she still hasn't backed out of this insane plan. She was going crazy, she was sure of it. And before she knew it, Bellatrix had apparated her to the Burrow. Only Hermione could go through.

"I guess no one knows I turned." She told them.

"Go on, girl. Go prove yourself to our lord. If not, do not dare come back. But know that we will find you and kill you. " hissed Bellatrix. Hermione wondered why the two sisters were so drastically different.

Hermione cast the invisibility charm on herself and proceeded towards the burrow. It was dark and it seemed like the occupants were asleep. She quietly creeped up the stairs and into Ron's room. As always, he was snoring. Hermione sat there, looking at her friend who she was about to kill. She wondered how she was going to do it. She never wanted him to die. As she sat there, Ron tossed on his bed, and opened his eyes. Hermione panicked at first but realized Ron couldn't see her. She sighed in relieve and shook herself, getting ready to kill him. She composed herself, and tried to hold back her tears and she bought her wand up and first whispered "Silencio." Knowing that no one could hear Ron's cries now, she whispered "Sectumsempra" and watched the spell rip open Ron's chest. Ron woke up in an instant and screamed in pain but no sound came out. Hermione left him there, bleeding to death and ran down and towards the people waiting for her. She did it. She had killed someone, her friend, and although it was eating at her, she swallowed it down.

"It is done." She said as she approached Lucius.

Bellatrix crackled and said, "Well done child. Welcome to the family." and extended her arm, but Hermione moved away, towards Draco and asked, "Can you apparate me this time?"

Draco looked up in shock, and then towards his father who nodded. Bellatrix didn't seem to care and only laughed at the death of Ron.

Draco took a hold of Hermione's arm and apparated them back to the Manor, followed by Bellatrix and Lucius, but took his hand away as soon as they had reached. It didn't shock her much, she didn't expect him to be all jolly and friendly with her.

But before she could process what had happened, Narcissa came out of a room and called out to them.

"Our Lord is waiting for you, Hermione."

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