"So exactly how much does the boy remember?"
"His memory is almost completely blank. All he knows is who I am. He doesn't even remember his childhood. Thought it'd be better to wipe that out too. He knows who he is. I've been talking to him a lot. He woke up feeling frightened that he couldn't remember anything."
"Don't traumatize the boy now Lucuis. We need him."
"I sat him down. Told him everything was okay and what his purpose was. And that is to serve you my lord."
"Very well."
There was a knock at the door. Lucius rose from his chair and opened the door. Draco came in.
"Take a seat boy."
Draco obeyed.
"Now I know how confusing this might be for you but I assure you everything is okay. You were attacked by the order of the Phoenix. They wiped your memory."
"Why would they do that?"
"Maybe you saw something you shouldn't have. But the important thing is your alive. You barely made it out of there."
"Who's the order of the Phoenix?"
"An organization who's purpose is to destroy us. And one of their most important members is Harry Potter. I'm sure Lucuis has told you who he is."
"Our enemy. The one that made people like my dad go into hiding. The one that made it take so long for you to return."
"That's exactly right but now that I'm back. I won't permit any of it to happen again. And that's why I want him dead. I want him to pay for what he did. I hope I can count on you to fight along our side."
Draco's POV
Who are these people? I don't even know exactly who this man is. The man standing next to me claims to be my father but he seems so cold and distant. Maybe this is what they wanted. For me to betray my own. Maybe they thought washing my brain out would make me an easy target. I don't know exactly who they are but I do remember my father. How could I not trust in my own blood.
"Yes my lord. You have my loyalty to you."
Voldemort smiled with a malicious glimpse. He reached into his robe and took out his wand. He grabbed Draco's wrist firmly with his hand. With his wand he pointed it to Draco's pale skin. It burned Draco's skin and right where his arm was, a symbol appeared. The dark mark.
He was one of them.
Draco looked at the scar. It made him feel weird. He didn't know what it was but it just looked strange against his skin. The more he thought about it the more confusion it brought to him. So he decided to stop. This was who he was. At least he thought it was. Like his father had said, muggles don't deserve to live in the same world as wizards and Harry Potter was the enemy. That's when he thought back to his childhood. It was blank.
Draco's POV
Who are my friends? Did I grow up here? What school did I go to? Do I still go to school?
"M-my lord."
"Yes Draco?"
"If I may ask, am I supposed to be learning somewhere. I can't remember ever being in a classroom. Did I ever go to school?"
"Draco you've been attending Durmstrang for the past five years. You will be returning next week."
Lucius spoke to Draco.
"I'm very proud of you son. For being part of this. I know you will keep making me proud. Now if you may excuse us, we have some things to discuss."
Draco obeyed and left the room.
"You didn't tell him?"
"It was dangerous to take him back to Hogwarts. Harry Potter and all the people who knew about their relationship. We couldn't risk it."
"Yes but why Durmstrang?"
"He's been there before. People will recognize him. Plus I have many families from there following me. Their kids are threatened by their own parents to follow my orders. Don't worry they'll take care of Draco. We will need him very soon."
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A week had passed and Draco was back in class. People greeted him as if they knew him for ages. People who called themselves his "friends" came up to him and started conversations that he never really understood.
It was his first day back. He sat in a potions classroom. Then someone sat next to him.
"Is that who I think it is?"
Draco turned his head. A thin boy with black hair and blue eyes greeted him.
"I'm sorry am I supposed to know you?"
"Draco, it's me. Nathan."
"My memory was wiped. Im sorry I don't remember anything."
He smiled with a evil grin.
"Is that so? Don't worry about it then. I'm sure in time we'll get to meet again."
Draco felt a weird vibe from him. He examined him by looking from up to down. He could see down his sleeve. He had the same mark that he had on his arm. He was a Death Eater just like him.
"Your one of us?"
"My father is. He gave me the option to join and how could I not. Anything to murder those filthy mud bloods."
"How do you know me again?"
"This may be difficult for you to hear but you were my boyfriend first year. We got into some trouble and we never spoke again."
Draco's POV
I had a boyfriend?
"Was it something I did?"
"Listen Draco lets not worry about any of that right now. What I want is to start over. Let's say you and me get some drinks later and we'll talk about everything." He said with a wink.
Draco's POV
I don't even know how to feel about this guy. But maybe I should. This is my life after all. I want to recover everything I lost.
"Sure. I'd love to."
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Night came and Draco was exhausted. He looked at his reflection in the mirror. He looked tired and way out of it. He had a long day and decided it was best to head to bed.
He grabbed his trunk and placed it on his bed. He had multiple robes all stashed neatly. He looked around everywhere for his sleeping clothes but couldn't find them. As he searched through his robes he suddenly stopped. He felt something hard over the soft fabric of his robes. He turned the pocket inside out and inside was a golden ball. The size of a hazelnut. Draco recognized it as a golden snitch.
He held it in his palm. Gently he examined as he kept thinking. He felt something, like a connection. He had a certain feeling about it that he could not describe. It was like he was missing something or someone that he never remembered meeting.....
