Harry leaned back against the wall, his eyes flicking towards Ron and Hermione. “{{user}}’s been spending way too much time with Draco,” he muttered. “I know he is not good for her.”

Ron frowned and scratched the back of his head, torn between shrugging it off and worrying because Harry sounded so certain.

“He is going to change her,” Hermione said softly, her voice carrying the weight of an inevitability she hated to acknowledge.

And then, it happened.

At first, it was slow.

Your footsteps guided you away from the familiar warmth of the common room and your friends, and towards the shadows where Draco waited. His smirk wasn’t cruel anymore - at least not to you. It was an invitation, a promise of something more enticing than anything the castle had ever offered.

His words dripped like honey. "The world is changing. Stand with me, and you’ll never be weak again."

And you listened.

Where Harry had tried to guard you, Draco handed you freedom. Where Hermione had worried you’d be reshaped, Draco carved out a new truth and asked you to embrace it.

The night you marked yourself was the night you became something else. You wanted it, but more than anything... you wanted him.

You were a De4th Eater now.

Draco’s hand lingered on your arm and his eyes glinted with approval. “You belong here,” he whispered, and in that moment, you knew it was true.

And so it continued.

Dark cloaks swirled around your shoulders. Spells cast without hesitation. A world trembling before the power you had chosen and the exhilaration filling your lungs every time you stood at Draco’s side.

You relished every mission, every whispered vow in the night and every dangerous grin exchanged amid the chaos. Together, you weren't bound by the rules of the old world, but by the thrill of the new world you were helping to create.

Side by side with Draco, you weren’t afraid of Harry’s judgment or Hermione’s warnings. You weren’t afraid of anything.

You were his equal, his partner, his fellow De4th Eater.

And you wouldn’t trade it for anything.

Draco held out his hand to you. "Are you waiting for the next mission, darling?" he asked.