"Crucio!" Draco shook as the pain rushed through him. "How dare you not kill Dumbledore! Crucio!" Draco lay on the floor listening to his father. " Crucio!"
"Please father…" Draco tried to speak but the words wouldn't come. "You are a disappointment to this family Draco, go to your room!" He snapped, Draco got up and went to his room.
Draco sat in the middle of his bed. His clothes were ripped so he decided to get knew ones from his cupboard. He reached in but he felt a sudden pull and he fell into the cupboard, "Crap," Draco swore. He saw a ring box, it was shaking. He took it in his hands and tried to open it. It was stuck fast. Draco grabbed some clothes and getting dressed sat on his bed and waited. They were having a meeting tonight. When he heard his name being called he put the ring box on his bedside cabinet and went down stairs to the horrors that awaited him.
Snape rushed in. Draco watched as he stared at there prisoner. "Ah Severos I was beginning to worry, come we saved you a seat!" Voldemort smirked. Did he really care for anyone. Draco had over heard Potter talking about how many deatheaters would die just to keep Voldemort happy. Let's just say a lot of deatheaters would die. "You bring news I trust?" Voldemort asked. Well it was sort of more like a statement. Draco hadn't even realised that Snape had sat down. "It'll happen Saturday next at nightfall…" Snape ratted out just like he had be trade Dumbledore. "I have heard differently, my lord!" Whoever this guy is, he's an idiot. If Draco had learned two things from living with his father it would be one: His father does not like Draco snooping around and two: Never spoke in less spoken to. And His father hates sherbet. "Dawnish the Aurer let slip that the Potter boy would not be moved until the very eve of his seventeenth birthday!" The man or soon to be dead man said when Voldemort didn't stop him. "This is a false trail. The Aurer compartment no longer plays any part in the protection of Harry Potter, those closed to him believe we have infiltrated the ministry…" Snape said.
"well they've got one thing right then," another man said. Everyone except Draco laughed. Draco sort of went of into his own mind for the next bit of the meeting. Potter is hiding, just hiding we've killed al those people who are precious to him minus Weasley and family and Granger and family. And all he does is hide, pathetic. "I require your wand," Voldemort brought him back, he was talking to his father. His father gave Voldemort his wand, now he can't torture me thought Draco. His father went on to describe the wand and Voldemort broke of the snake thing on the bottom and threw it on the table. Then he pulled the prisoner forward, "For those of you who do not know we are joined today by the teacher of muggle studies at Hogwarts…" Everyone except Draco laughed again. "It was her belief that muggles, aren't so different from us she, if she had her way, would have us, mate with them!" Voldemort continued and everyone except Draco made disgusted sounds. "Severous Please, we're friends," The lady said. Snape just stared at her.
"Avada Kadavra!" Voldemort said and the lady dropped dead. Everyone jumped back on their seats and Draco fell out of hs, getting up and sitting down quickly making sure no one had noticed but he could not hide the look of fear and disagreement on his face, luckily no one noticed. "Nagini, Dinner," Voldemort said and the snake slithered along the table making everyone hide their hands and the snake leapt on the lady and started to eat her.
When, finally all the deatheaters had left. Draco awaited his dinner with the rest of is family. His aunt Bella was staying with them as Voldemort was taking over the manor. Terra the house elf got their dinners straight on time. Leaving them to eat in silence. Sweet, sweet silence "That was a great meeting don't you think?" Of course Draco's aunt Bella had to interrupt a perfect silence. "Yes Bella," Answered Draco's mum and dad in unison. "What about you Draco?" His aunt asked. She had been the only one of his family up on the Astromany tower the night he was supposed kill Dumbledore. He nodded much to the delight to his aunt. "You must fell very happy knowing that we are going to bring down you long time school enemy!" Bella Laughed, but not the nice kind of laugh you get when someone tells a funny joke an evil laugh. Why did Draco ever become a deatheater? No he mustn't think like he likes being a deatheater. He nods. Then why is he so terrified?
When dinner had finished Draco went to bed only knowing he would be dreaming of that night with Dumbledore. How right he was.
Draco woke up in the middle of the night as he heard music. Draco looked around, the music was coming from the ring box. Taking his wand he hit it with a spell to open it, it shot open and something flew under Draco's bed. He swung his head underneath the bed but he couldn't find anything. It was just my imagination! Thought Draco getting up and turning around to be face to face with Drop-dead Fred. Draco started to scream but Fred covered his mouth. "Hush Drakie Dragon!" Fred laughed then looked at Draco disgusted. "You're all old, old enough to be a deatheater!" Draco nodded. "Ah how did you say no then, Little violence?" Fred started punching thin air. Draco sighed this is probably a dream anyway he pulled up his sleeve and showed Fred his dark mark. Fred gasped "Drakie no you didn't oh Drakie…"
"I did and no one calls me 'Drakie' It's Draco or Malfoy" Draco said.
"well… I will make find fun in life again Dragon and let's start with a game, lets cover the carpet with mud!"
"No!" Yelled Draco "Um how about hide and seek!"
"Now you're thinking Dragon, count to 1000 and I'll go hide!" With that Fred ran off and Draco climbed back into bed and went back to sleep. It was probably a dream.
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