Dromione

Chapter 1

Draco never tough he would regret being in Slytherin. In fact he wanted do be in gryffindor. Becuse gryffindor has something slytherin has not. In slytherin the game they play is the game of power. And the friends they have are not real friends. He , Crabbe and Goyle never actually talk. But in gryffindor it's always waem. They are friends. But he is stuck here in this cold dungeon. The fire crackles and sprks are flying trough the air. Two young boys are playing wizard chess. They are yelling and laughing happily. Draco sitts by the fire and enjoy
s the heat. A person never change but opinions do. He was not the same boy as he had been for the last five years. He had always beleved in ever word they said. But now he only believed in parts of it. His mother and father never really cared about hin. They sure would be sad if he died but other from that he was just a tool in a much more complicated game. He was about to enter the most frightening game of all.

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Hermione

Chapter 2.

Hermione oppened her eyes. This was not a normal day. Nope! She had got her Hogwarts packing list. Her parents eyes were filled with pride. She read the packing list twice.
She put on her hogwarts robe to see if it fitted and it did. She must not have grown that much. She was going to meet Harry and Ron at diagon alley an then stay at Rons place for the rest of the summer. She grabbed ver wand and put it in a hand made little bag that she always carried around. Best to be prepared. She had learnt that from mad eye. It was a strange feeling returning to Hogwarts. In one way she knew it would be the last. Sorrow filled her heart. Hogearts had been her home so long. Was she ready to leave it? If it meant killing Voldemort, then the answer was yes!

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Chapter 3

Draco

Draco walks in to borgin and burkes. His mom Narcissa and his father Lucius are close behind. His mother has her hand on his shoulder. He walks up the stairs to a hidden room. His father gives him an encouraging smile but his mother dosen't even try to hide her sorrow. His father nods and Draco walks inside. He understands that he is going to enter a game were his life could be sacrificed for somthing he does not put his faith in. He wish his parents love could
over power their fear. He walks in to the cold room. Their stands his creepy aunt Bellatrix. She stands there with the macic mark that is going to be burnt into his skinn.
-I'm sorry, his mother wispered sadly. He was happy that she cared about him. Then Bellatrix pushes down the mark. Dfaco screems. Not becuse it hurts but becuse he now has a big secret. He is coing to murder innocent people on the way for the deatheaters to gain power.
He is one of them. Bellatrix lookes pretty impresed. She probably never tought he would do it. He was now a deatheater. But his heart dident swell with pride. Instead he feelt disgusted by himself. How could he do this. He had no real friends, his parents dident love each other, they more respected each other. Why coulden't he sacrifice his life instead of so many others? Becuse he wasn't brave enough!

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Chapter 4

Hermione

Hermione, Harry and Ron had just been to Fred and Georges store. Even Hermione though it was pretty cool. They walked around diagon alley and stopped att flourish and blotts. Hermiones request. She spent an hour there getting books for school and books she wanted anyways. Then Harry spotted Malfoy.
Common , said Harry. I think he is up to something.
So the three friends followed. Malfoy walked in to borgin and burkes. They sae him walking upp the stairs. So they clumbed upp on the roof next to borgin and burkes.
Hermione feared this would happen. Malfoy had become a deatheater. But she diden't say anything to the others. There was still time for Malfoy to change his mind.

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