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Snape, Bellatrix, Lucius, Narcissa, Voldemort, Draco, Pansy, Blaise (M), OC
Primary Relationship
Secondary Relationship(s)
Draco/Pansy, Draco/OC, Other Pairing
Drama, Horror/Dark, Romance
Strong Language, Strong Violence, Scenes of a Mild Sexual Nature, Substance Use or Abuse, Sensitive Topic/Issue/Theme, Contains Spoilers
Story Reviews
Work In Progress (WIP)
First Published
2007-08-08 3:46pm
Last Chapter
2008-08-30 6:02pm
Last Updated
2011-09-13 2:40pm

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Ch. # Chapter Title Word Count Reviews
1 Marked

Well, today is the beginning of a whole new life for me. Or so Father says. Today is the day I am to receive the Mark .

3,279 25
2 Eavesdropping

Wand at the ready, I crept closer to the door, when I heard a voice whispering softly behind it. I froze. It was the Dark Lord’s high, cold, sinister voice, crooning softly to his snake. I was suddenly afraid to move, as if one small step backwards would bring his wrath crashing around my shoulders.

3,089 16
3 Initiation

It was dark. Stars spangled the clear night sky. Draco could just make out, twinkling faintly, the jumble of stars that made up his own constellation. Draco, the dragon. Draco, the courageous fire-breathing lizard. Draco, feared and respected by all. Draco, a frightened young man hurrying along in his Aunt’s wake.

2,398 11
4 Beauty

Draco stumbled lethargically from his bed, trying to rub the sleep out of his eyes. Bellatrix led him, still in his pyjamas, his bare feet slapping on the cold flagstones, down two flights of stairs to the ground floor. He had been too tired and confused to even begin to work out what was going on. Then he saw where he was; a large, airy, high-ceilinged room, the walls and floor padded with dragon hide. The duelling room.

2,606 11
5 Welcome

A hush had fallen over the hall. McGonagall placed a worn old hat on a three-legged stool at the front of the hall. The Sorting Hat! I thought, with mounting excitement. I had read of it whe I was younger, and it had been my favourite thing to imagine : the song, the thrill of finding your rightful house, the inescapable magic of it all…but I was disappointed. A rent in the fabric opened, like a ragged mouth; and the hat spoke:

6,301 9
6 Paranoia

"If you'd like to join us in class, Mr. Malfoy?" Professor Vector's caustic voice cut through his daydreams. He pulled his head up, raising one eyebrow threateningly at his teacher. It was expected of him, even if right now he felt like slumping onto the desk and drifting away..

4,108 6
7 Letters

The clock set into an alcove above the mantelpiece chimed midnight morosely. Midnight, but the common room was still littered with the odd fifth year scribbling away furiously, a tiny twelve-year-old slumped over in what wasn’t quite natural slumber, and Blaise and Carina engaged in what I shall euphemistically term “deeply affectionate behaviour.”

3,364 7
8 Melodrama

Night had stolen over Hogwarts; a blanket of darkness, of silence, and of safety for the creatures that walked in its shadows. And tonight there were many. Something in the depths of the forest howled desolately at the full moon just rising over the snow-capped mountaintops. The sky was already studded with rhinestone stars, uninterrupted in its inky glory but for a faint tangerine glow in the distance which marked a Muggle city.

3,934 7
9 Interruptions


Draco looked over his shoulder, to see Snape standing in the office doorway. He appeared ill; his skin was more greenish-white than usual and his fingers were splayed on the wall as if clutching at it for balance. Nevertheless, his voice was firm and carried the same authority it always did.

2,856 6
10 Kidnap

Even though the room had been quiet before, only a few whispers escaping lips, the silence that descended as Nagini’s squat head pushed around the heavy door was immediately noticeable. She regarded us from the floor, her ribbon tongue sweeping the air. Then he entered, robes billowing as if caught in a perpetual gale. When the Dark Lord spoke, his voice was like ice, beautiful and terrible.

2,826 7
11 New Year

“Sian?” Mother rounded the corner into the kitchen. She appeared thrown by Narcissa’s presence, but spoke only to me. “I would like to talk to you. Alone.”

3,007 2


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