Thread: Draco Malfoy, Hermione Granger, and the Cult of Death {darkest_fate&Grimmdark}

Draco was here to finish up his last year, after the struggles with the dark lord. He still didn't dare say the name that dread so many of the wizarding world, but it was all down hill from this point on. His father was taken to prison, leaving his mother alone at home trying to attend to family matters. Trying to keep the family business afloat all by herself, as he came back to try and win favor with the teachers. He was given the position of head boy to his amazement, it was also the fact that the mudblood spoke for him....he really needed to stop talking to her. It was then that something else came up, another group of death eaters. They were zealot about him joining them to take over what wasn't finished, the dark lord was dead. Yet, they can never return to society and now want revenge. To kill the famous harry potter, but now as he is training to become an aururo it was hard to get to him. Ron wasn't really important to the cause, he was just a country bunkin with nothing of interest. He didn't even come back to Hogwarts, so that only left the smartest witch of this age from what they called her for so many years. She was the reason that the dark lord was defeated, so now the death cult wanted her dead. To capture her was the best thing they could do to lure potter, so he was tasked with the duties to catch her. Find a way to get her out of the plans of the other death eaters, so he came up with a plan as he needed to defeat her in some way. To get her to find way of thinking much better, but not let her think that he was up to more sinister plot. The only reason he was doing this was because they promised to leave his mother alone, he was trying to protect her in her own way and he didn't even tell her either. Now, here he was getting them both detention so that he could get in with her. They stood at the door as she was being well herself complaining about him. He stood there with his arms crossed as he looked over to her. Blaming me for your own actions, your the one that got in the way. Now look at us, stuck in detention like I want to spend my time with you. Draco said a little disgusted by the fact, as he waited for the instructor of course this was planned as well. His blonde locks were always the same, combed back as his tall stature were always appealing to most woman. He looked better then before, as he was a mess during the dark lord reign, but he had a much calmer look on him. He was a quiditich player and captain still with his skill and speed only second to potter, which pissed him off still. The person on wonder would appear a house-elf that would push a tray of food and drinks on it, along with some of the books that they would be using to do some head duty with. It might be a dream come true for Hermione to be able to sort through books and find every little detail about it. He on the other hand would just sigh as this would be there duty for the night, of course deep down he was grinning. The house elf would snap his fingers as the door would open and the cart would go inside with some help of magic. McGonagall has said to sort these books in the proper order by volume and to ensure there are no damage to the books. If there is, you will need to write it down onto a new sheet and replace it to keep it in condition. He would say as he started to head out, it would seem that they will be alone for this portion of the detention with each other. Well great, now we have to look through this pile of books. Of course a bookworm like yourself will be happy with this sort of chore, I bet. Draco would taunt her thrist for knowledge as he would look towards the drinks, he did spike it after all with the help of the house elf. Despite her attempts to help them, some were still following the old rules of a master and not taking payment. It would only be a matter of time before she would take a sip and eat some of the freshly groomed finger sandwiches. He didn't say another word as he would enter the room to start looking through the books, as he wanted to pass the time.