The door chimed, and I looked up and saw the Golden Boy, and his friends Weasel and Granger.

I hesitated, before saying

"If you're wondering what that smell is, Mother, a Mudblood just walked in." Even as I said it, I instantly cringed. I hated the word Mudblood. Madam Malkin said something, but I wasn't listening. I was glaring (I hope) at Harr- Potter. I noticed that Potter and the Weasel had their wands out. Granger whispered something to Harry, and knowing Granger, it had something to do with Magic outside of school, so I said:

"Yeah, like you'd dare use magic outside of school," I noticed Granger had a black eye, "Who blacked your eye Granger? I..." I hesitated for a split second trying to come up with a good remark "I want to send them flowers."

"That's quite enough! Madam please!" Madam Malkin said, and my mother appeared from behind her.

"Put those away." Mother said to Weasel and Potter, "if you attack my son again, I shall ensure that it is the last thing you ever do."

"Really?" Asked Ha- Potter "Going to get a few Death Eater pals to do us in, are you?" I cringed as he said 'Death Eater'. Madam Malkin squealed.

"Really, you shouldn't accuse - dangerous thing to say - wands away please!" Madam Malkin stumbled over her words. Weasel and Potter didn't lower their wands, though.

"I see that being Dumbledore's favorite has given you a false sense of security, Harry Potter. But Dumbledore won't always be there to protect you." I cringed again, remembering my 'mission', before having to hold back laughter at Potter's response.

He looked around mockingly, before saying "Wow... look at that... he's not here now! So why not have a go? They might be able to find you a double cell in Azkaban with your loser of a husband!"

I wish he was still in Azkaban. I thought. Then I remembered I was supposed to defend my father, so I made to storm over to Potter, before tripping on my robes. I was secretly grateful that I didn't have to go over there, but I couldn't show that, so I said,

"Don't you dare talk to my mother like that, Potter!"

"It's all right, Draco. I expect Potter will be reunited with dear Sirius before I am reunited with Lucius" my mother said, and I watched as pain and sadness washed over Potters face. Nonetheless, he raised his wand higher defiantly.

"Harry, no! Think... you mustn't... you'll be in such trouble..." Granger said

Madam Malkin walled over to me, and said "I think this left sleeve could come up a little bit more, dear, let me just-"

"Ouch!" I screamed, hoping to prevent her from raising my sleeves and seeing the Mark. "Watch where you're putting those pins, woman! Mother - I don't think I want these anymore." I said, desperate to leave, I threw my robes on the ground.

"You're right, Draco," Mother said. I think she also wanted to get out, "Now I know the kind of scum that shops here... We'll do better at Twilfitt and Tatting's." And we left.

We passed Hagrid as we left the shop. Neither one of us talked.

Mom was looking at... something, I wasn't really paying attention, when I decided to go to Borgin and Burkes to check on the vanishing cabinet. As much as I didn't want any part in anything on this side of the war, it was either that, or (at best) me and eveyone else in my family dies. Maybe if I was a bloody Gryffindor, I would choose to die, but I'm not. I'm a Slytherin. And besides, I'm doing more because I don't want my mother and father to die because of me, so I went to look at the vanishing cabinet.

I told Borgin that I needed to be able to use the vanishing cabinet in his shop as a passage way into Hogwarts, and that I needed to know how to mend a Vanishing Cabinet.

"Do you know how to fix it?"

"Possibly. I'll need to see it though. Why don't you bring it into the shop?" Borgin asked.

"I can't. It's got to stay put. I just need you to tell me how to do it." I hoped my voice didn't portray how nervous I was about the whole ordeal. I was worried I would have to show Borgin The Mark in order to convince him, and the thought petrified me.

"Well, without seeing it, I must say it will be a very difficult job, perhaps impossible. I couldn't guarantee anything."

After that, I knew I would have to show him the Mark in order to make it work.

"No? Perhaps this will make you more confident." I pulled him behind a shelf, making sure we were put of sight from any of the windows in the front, before showing him the Mark. I watched the fear cross over his face, and some deep, dark part of me was delighted to see the fear. The part that my family had created in my mind loved to see the fear in this man's face, in the face of a man many years older than me, and I hated that I was delighted about it.

"Tell anyone, and there will be retribution." I said, and quickly thought of a threat of some sort to use to ensure he wouldn't tell anyone. I hated that my mind instantly thought to a threat, but, when I had to put on this act, the part of my mind my family created always slowly took over. I worry that one day, I won't be able to stop that part of me from taking over. "You know Fenrir Greyback? He's a family friend. He'll be dropping in from time to time to make sure you're giving the problem you're full attention.

"There will be no need for-"

"I'll decide that." I cut him off, "well, I'd better be off. And don't forget to keep that one safe, I'll need it."

"Perhaps you'd take it now?"

"No, of course I wouldn't, you stupid little man, how would I look carrying that down the street? Just don't sell it."

"Of course not... sir" Borgin said, bowing to me. Again, some deep, dark part of me took pleasure in the way he was treating me.

"Not a word to anyone, Borgin, and that includes my mother, understand?"

"Naturally, naturally." Borgin said, bowing once again.

I walked out of the shop, and made my way back to the shop I had left my mother in, hoping she'd still be there.

All above dialoge is from Harry Potter and the Half-blood Prince, pages 112-126. All dialoge credit goes to the wonderful J.K. Rowling.

Word count: 1195 words

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