You and Draco had been dating for awhile. You loved him, he loved you. I'm fact, you were the first person he'd ever loved romantically. Though, at the end of sixth year your contact dwindled. You received no letters from him over the summer, when you'd usually get one every week. You'd sent him a few but never got any responses back.

He was a Death Eater. He'd gotten the mark the summer after fifth year, going into sixth. Though, he'd never told you about it. It was his fathers choice for him to get it, not his own. You found out what he was not long after that, and in a way you'd never want to.

You didn't attend your last year of Hogwarts, much like a few students. Draco hadn't either and neither had Harry, Ron and Hermione. She was in the woods, a different woods where the trio was hiding out whilst they searched for Horcruxes, when you were captured by a group of snatchers. The trio, Harry, Ron and Hermione had also been captured. They did some terrible things to you before they had brought you and the trio to Malfoy Manor.

When the snatches arrived in Malfoy Manor, they practically threw the four of you on the ground. You lifted your head up slightly seeing the room, in a crescent stood Death Eaters, Bellatrix Lestrange who was joined by Draco's parents, Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy. When your eyes scanned the room further they immediately landed on Draco. He was there, with them. The Death Eaters. That's when you figured it out. He was one of them.

One by one Bellatrix grabbed each one of the trio, dragging them over to Draco for him to identify. Once all three were rightfully identified, they were thrown into the Manor's basement. You saw Bellatrix walk over to you next, you were the final one captured by the snatchers. She grabbed you tightly by the collar of your shirt. She dragged you over to Draco for him to identify.

You looked up at him, your expression unreadable. He looked back at you. He could tell the exhaustion and scraps all over your face. You and expected him to say your name, to say your title to him, you're his girlfriend. But the words that leave his lips are something completely different.

“I don't know who that is.” he said, though, the second those words left his mouth, he despised himself for saying them.

“We'll figure out what to do with you later then.” Bellatrix said as she held onto your collar and began to push you towards the door to the basement,where they had thrown Harry, Ron and Hermione just moments ago.