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For Love or Cause

Chapter 8: Break

Pansy P.O.V

We got to the Weasley home, The Burrow, I believe they called it. A strange name if you ask me, but then again the Weasley's always did follow there own path. We stepped out of the fireplace, well I stepped out, Harry more or less toppled out. The boy may be a genius when it came to flying but he could not flew to save is arse, and somehow I liked that. It kind of helped remind people I think that he's human with flaws, and not just The –Boy-Who-Lived. Note to self; tease him mercilessly about that. I smirked at the blush that seemed to be starting on his neck, because apparently we were a tad bit late. The Weasley's and I mean practically every one of them ever conceived, Sweet Merlin, don't these people know of the word, contraceptive. I mean one of them must have an off button, because they're on overdrive. I'm sure with all the children these people are having by the time the delivery is at hand the baby's just walk out of the womb! Next to Mr. Weasley, was Remus Lupin, I'd never admit this to the "Golden Trio" but Draco and I actually liked Professor Lupin. He was one of the only Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers that taught us anything and didn't seem to have the bias that all the other teachers have but won't admit. Mrs. Weasley saw us and smiled, Salazar I loved that woman's smile, it just made me feel so welcomed and cared for. She ushered us over to the table.

"Come now dears, over here. Harry you sit next to Ron there and Pansy dear you sit between Harry and Remus." She guided us over to our chairs. Remus actually got up and pulled out my chair for me. I smiled at him and he returned it.

"You two are late. Are you okay?" Hermione ever the genius seemed to lack common sense. Although she was directing all her questions to Harry and not even paying me any heed. I rolled my eyes and turned to see Ginny, I think that was her name, staring daggers at me from across the table. Oh yeah, I'd almost forgotten the little Weaselette, and I mean that in the nicest way, was madly in love with Harry. I had to conceal a smile that would after all be rude.

"We're fine Hermione, just got caught up in looking at Potter Estate." Harry replied and I could tell he was giving both Ron and Hermione the look that said 'Drop it for now' and that he's explain it to them later. If he does I hope I get to be there to tell them the "good" parts. I smiled inwardly at that thought. I looked up and saw that the Weasley's and Lupin were all looking at me amused. I half-smiled at them, but suddenly was feeling a bit uncomfortable. I looked around the table and realized that there were still some extra place settings. So being the Slytherin that I am, I ventured to speak out.

"Mrs. Weasley are we still expecting more guests?" I asked politely, just as I was brought up to speak, like a lady. Mrs. Weasley smiled.

"Actually dear, Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Snape, were suppose to be coming but they seem to running behind, must be some Hogwarts business or other." She said lightly. I nodded. Yet something just didn't feel right. Suddenly I started to feel extremely cold. I shook my head trying o compose myself. It would not be very becoming to be ill in front of everyone. Then I heard it, a voice, telling me something. I stopped and looked around. But everyone else was serving themselves and talking. Maybe I just intercepted one of them. But then I heard it again, and it was definitely not one of them. The voice was dark, and cold, yet had a sort of desperation in it. Was I going mad?

'Pansy I'm so sorry! I couldn't help it.' What in the name of Merlin was that? Who was that? I looked up but no one else seemed to hear it. This isn't right, I should excuse myself and find out what's happening to me. I rose from my seat and turned to Mr. and Mrs. Weasley

"Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, if you would excuse me I-"

And then it happened, a pain like no other I have ever felt all over my body and screaming voices in my head. I shrieked and fell to the floor. My body shaking convulsively, Lupin and Harry were by my side immediately and Mr. Weasley was telling the others to move. Mrs. Weasley was just about to use flew to call for help when Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Snape came through. Harry tried to touch me but his touch burned so I moved away from him.

"Just leave me alone!" I cried. Harry looked shocked and hurt, yet he moved to stand with Hermione and Ron who were looking horrified. Just then the pain stopped and the voices in my head ceased. I felt…empty. Completely empty and cold. Lupin seemed to notice and tried to help me up but I scooted away from him as well. I got up shakily and looked up. Everyone looked scared and concerned. I locked eyes with Snape. And like that I knew.

"Oh God." I whispered. I started backing away and shaking my head. This couldn't be happening. No, No, No, No No! McGonagall looked at me with tears in her eyes, the Weasley's and Lupin looked as if they'd just been told and Dumbledore and Snape were coming towards me. I just kept shaking my head and backing up, all the while whispering, 'No' over again. Everyone was looking at me with a worried expression yet confusion in their eyes. They had no idea what was going on. Lucky them. I had reached a wall; I could feel it up against my back. Dumbledore and Snape were getting closer, no, I didn't want to be touched. I didn't want o hear their pathetic pity! I don't know what happened but the next thing I knew Dumbledore and Snape went flying into the wall on the other side of the room. I couldn't even register what happened, but it's like I knew that it was me but I couldn't stop it. Something had taken over inside of me. Hermione and Ginny gasped with fright, while McGonagall yelped in shock. Harry and Ron were eyeing closely a look of shock and a bit of fear in both their eyes. Lupin and Mr. Weasley were eyeing me cautiously but I could tell that they were thinking of trying to get close tome too. So before they could even think twice about it they were pushed into chairs and couldn't get up. I didn't want them to!

"Pansy please, let us help you." Lupin said, but I didn't even hear him. I couldn't hear anyone. I was slipping into the darkness inside of me, I could feel it. Suddenly I felt a pair of warm arms around me holding me tight and a soothing voice in my ear.

"Shhhhh Pansy it's alright, dear. Let us help you, you're not alone." Mrs. Weasley was holding me close, as if her life depended on it. I don't even know how she got next to me without my noticing it. But for some reason, she was comforting, almost like my…..

"Mum…" And that was it the damn broke and I fell to the floor sobbing hysterically. Mrs. Weasley came down with me and just held me tighter and motioned for Snape to come forward. He and Dumbledore had gotten up and Snape had some sort of bottle in his hands. No, I didn't want a potion, I didn't want to sleep.

"No," sob, "please," hiccup, "no potion," I gasped between sobs. "I don't want to sleep." I whispered. Snape half-smiled at me.

"It's not a sleeping draught, Pansy. It's just going to help calm you, I promise." Snape softly told me. I looked up into his eyes, my tear-filled honey-brown eyes meeting his misty black ones. He looked sincere, so I nodded and hesitantly took the potion from him. I drank it quickly trying to desperately hold onto any hope that I would return to normal and this all would be just a horrid nightmare. I could feel the potion working quickly, suddenly I didn't feel so hysterical, and I could breathe again. Mrs. Weasley dried my tears and helped me to stand. I looked at her and silently thanked her. She just shook her head as if saying, 'think nothing of it.' I walked over to the table and held on to it for support, I didn't think I could completely trust my legs at the moment. There was silence, nobody knew what to say. Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny had all come to the table, a bit more comfortable with me now that I've stopped throwing people across the room. Finally I'd had just about enough of the silence; it was worse then the screaming in my head earlier. Oh God, the screaming, it was them. I know it was. Keeping my head fixed firmly on the ground I found the strength to speak.

"Where are they?" I croaked. Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny all looked confused, but I could tell that the adults understood me.

"Pansy-"

"Where are they?" I repeated a bit more firmly this time. McGonagall and Dumbledore looked to each other but Snape just seemed to be trying to find the words. Not waiting for them to tell me lies or try to sugar-coat things I pushed pass them grabbed a handful of flew powder and resolutely said, "Parkinson Palace."

I stepped out of the fireplace and my heart stopped beating. It was gone everything was in ruin. The beautiful chandelier in the foyer was shattered on the floor, the drapes were scorched and the ceiling and walls were crumbling. This was impossible, just this morning everything was beautiful and fine. How could this be happening? I slowly walked from room to room. The living room had furniture thrown all over the place, broken and tattered. The beautiful paintings and vases destroyed. The dining room table was in pieces and the chairs scattered everywhere, all the beautiful china that was in the cabinet broken all over he floor. I went into the kitchen and saw that the windows were smashed and the counter and cabinets falling apart. Food and plates covered the room, and I looked down and even saw a drawing that was up on the refrigerator ripped in two. I had made this drawing with Draco when we were six. I wasn't crying, there weren't even tears in my eyes. I was just…..numb. That's the only word I could think of to explain it. I couldn't feel anything. Like I was outside my body watching this terrible scene unfold. I heard a noise and looked up to see Harry and everyone else. They must've followed me here. Just then two Aurors came in, I recognized one as Mad-Eye Moody, but the other, a woman, I couldn't quite remember. I believe her name was Tanks or something like that.

"How did this happen? Who did this?" Hermione ever the inquirer asked.

"Isn't it obvious, Granger, Deatheaters came and destroyed...everything." I snarled at her, although the last part seemed to come in a whisper. She seemed to pale and Ron stood by her protectively. Harry looked at me and I just turned away. I did not need him to make me feel worse right now. I walked away headed for my fathers study, anywhere to get away from them. Wrong move. As I entered the study, once gorgeous with green and silver walls and books as far as the eye could see, now obliterated and as I looked to the floor I saw it, my father's body. I froze. 'Daddy?' This couldn't be true, my daddy, he couldn't be….dead. No. This was a nightmare, it had to be. I don't remember how, but when I looked up again I was in the hallway walking towards the stairs. I started going up, one stair after the next. It felt like an eternity but was probably only five minutes. I turned to the right and headed to my parents bedroom. It was almost like my mum was calling to me because barely even a foot away from the door of their bedroom and I could already see her arm on the floor. Not even bothering to go and see her all the way I turned and headed towards my bedroom. I opened the door and saw that not even this room was left unharmed. My bed was broken the canopy falling onto the bed. My vanity was shattered along with all my perfume bottles. The doors leading out to my balcony were blasted open, one door hanging by the hinges. Everything was destroyed, but then as if in a trance I walked over to the wall next to my once vanity and pulled out my wand. I tapped the wall three times and said, "Tessoros Revelero."

The wall glowed for a minute, and then a whole section of the wall disappeared. I put my wand away and reached inside. I pulled out a mahogany box with the words, 'Our little Flower' carved into it in green and silver. It was a gift from my parents when I turned five and mum and dad said it was time for me to have my own treasure box. I slowly couched down onto the floor and placed the box on my lap. I pointed my wand at my door, "Serriescapa," a charm my mum taught me she was always the best a Charms, it's suppose to lock a door so that only the person who cast the spell could ever open it. Next I said, "Silencio," wouldn't want any meddling buggars to intrude on me. I turned back to the box and said open in Parseltongue, yes I know I speak snake it's a talent that's I the Parkinson family. And I also know that people say that dark wizards only speak it, but tell me this how do you think the dark wizards learned it? It was good wizards that first spoke the language and dark wizards who stole it and killed anybody that was good that spoke it. Everything and everybody start off with good magic, that's what my dad use to say to me. The box opened to reveal all sorts of secrets I have hidden away over the years. I pulled out a pendent that had the Parkinson crest on it and a ring that had an emerald in the middle and a snake wrapped around the stone. Then I pulled out a bracelet I had long forgotten but deeply treasured. It had emeralds and diamonds on it and had lilies and pansies all over it. I've had it since before I can remember. I looked on the back of the bracelet and there engraved was, 'Siemper Amista,' hmmm how strange I never noticed that before. I put the stuff back inside the box and went to close the wall, when I noticed a letter inside. They knew. They knew his was going to happen!

Flashback (chpt.7)

"Can you guys stay with Harry for a little bit, I'll be right back?" Hermione suspiciously nodded. I went back inside Gringotts.

"May I please speak with Mordred?" I asked leaving no room for question in my voice. The goblin in front of me nodded and led to me to a room. Mordred was already there.

"Ah yes, Miss. Parkinson, I've been expecting you, your parents just flewed me telling me of your arrival." I had a feeling they talked about more then just that, but let it go. "Wonderful people your parents, I've known them since they were in nappies. Coming in here with their parents, and now look at you. Truly you are your parents' daughter." He twinkled.

I half-smiled, I had known Mordred since as long as I can remember Diagon Ally. SO I wasn't as uncomfortable around him as the other goblins, he was at least nice.

"Alright well everything seems to be in order here. You are to be receiving everything; I just need for you to sign here below." I looked at him wide-eyed.

"What do you mean I receive everything? Like now?" I stuttered out in complete shock. He just looked at me.

"Well yes, Miss. Parkinson, you are their only heir." He said, yet he had a hint of sadness in his voice.

"But why now? I mean this doesn't make any sense." I rambled.

"Come now, Miss. Parkinson, it's what your parents want." I knew he was right. I also knew that I was going to go straight home and talk to my parents about this. I nodded and took the pen and signed my name on the line.

"There now you are the sole beneficiary of the Parkinson name. Not even your parents can access anything without you." I was dumbfounded, but that would leave them nothing and me everything. This just didn't make any sense. As if sensing my discomfort, Mordred cut in.

"These are dangerous times, besides with your upcoming nuptials I'm sure your parents just wanted everything on order and for you to not be empty-handed." He said it so confidently it did relieve me a bit.

"Now go on then dear, I'm a very busy goblin." I nodded and got up and started walking towards the door. Maybe he was right and everything was fine. If only I had turned around and looked at him, I would've seen the tear that cascaded down Mordred's cheek. I went back outside, after cleaning myself up and getting a grip. I then took a deep breath and looked up and saw Ron and Hermione arguing about something, but Harry was nowhere to be found.

"Ummmm guys where's Harry?"

End Flashback

How could I be so stupid! They were both in here last night when I got out of the bathroom, saying they were dropping off my dinner. Of course, I mean why wouldn't they have just asked Meg to do it like always. Then mum had to ask what Harry and I were going to do in Diagon Ally tomorrow saying she was just curious. That's why they seemed a little too excited that we were going to Gringotts, and then saying, 'Well since you're going there anyway could you do something for us.' How could they? This was all too much, now instead of grief or even emptiness, I felt anger. I took the chair that was next to my vanity and threw it across the room. I started to take anything and everything I could get my hands onto and shattered them all. Even shattered a few things more then they already were shattered. Just in case the Deatheaters didn't destroy everything I made sure it was all gone. I screamed and screamed until my voice went hoarse. I heard pounding on my door, and voices.

"Pansy please, open the door!" It was Harry.

"Come on, Miss. Parkinson, let us in. Don't hurt yourself." There was Dumbledore. Damn git.

"Please dear, let us help." There was Mrs. Weasley.

"Pans?" Draco? Oh please let it be him. I raced to the door and said the counter curse. I opened it and there he was standing next to Lupin and Snape. I ran over to him and he took me into his arms. He was shaking just as much as I was. Thank Merlin he was here.

"Oh Draco, please can we go? I don't want to be here anymore." I whispered into his ear. He nodded and guided me to the staircase.

"Mr. Malfoy, where are you two going?" Dumbledore asked. Draco must have given him a glare because no one said anything after that and Draco and went outside and apparated. When I looked up I noticed we were on the Malfoy grounds, next to the forest, where we use to play.

"Oh Draco, what am I going to do? I have no family. I'm all alone." I whispered brokenly. Draco looked shaken and was extremely pale. He looked at me and I saw a flood of emotions in his eyes; sadness, pain, betrayal, nausea, anger, guilt, love. In seconds he wrapped his arms around me and kissed the top of my head.

"I'm so sorry Pansy, so sorry." It felt comforting to have Draco's arms around me, yet there was a feeling deep inside of me telling me that there was more to his sorry then grief for me.

Harry P.O.V

I don't even know what happened. One minute we're getting ready to eat dinner with the Weasley's and Remus, then the next minute Pansy's on the floor. I tried to help because it seemed like something was killing her form the inside, but she wouldn't let me touch her. It was like my touch hurt, and that broke my heart. She looked so vulnerable so lost, I just had this urge to take her in my arms and protect her from the whole world. But I couldn't. She wouldn't let me. It was almost like everything we've been through these last few days has been nothing. I didn't even know her anymore. And then that show of power she had. WOW that was unbelievable. She nearly killed Snape and Dumbledore, but when I saw her break down with Mrs. Weasley I felt myself crumble. Even Ron, Hermione, and Ginny seemed to feel for her. Like this just proved to them that Pansy was indeed human, we had no idea though what brought upon this break down. Then she said three words. 'Where are they?' and things started to piece together. Then in a flash she flewed back to her home, we all followed her trying to figure out this labyrinth of mysteries. But when we got to Parkinson Palace, nothing would have prepared me for what I saw. Just yesterday I was standing right here in this foyer telling the house elf that I was here to see Pansy. Her mother and father were in the living room smiling at me as I came back inside and said goodbye. Now everything was….destroyed. Oh God. That's what she meant by, 'Where are they?' Her parents.

"Harry, where's Pansy?" Ginny brought me back to reality and I realized that Pansy wasn't anywhere to be seen.

"I dunno, but we should search the house for her." I said. Hermione and Ron nodded.

"But we should stay together, we don't know if whoever did this is completely gone." Remus added. We all nodded and headed into the living room first. The beautiful furniture and one of a kind paintings and crystals were ruined. The beautiful carpet scorched. Nothing was left untouched. We headed towards the kitchen and there we saw her looking at a drawing that was ripped in two. It looked to be a drawing made by a small child, maybe her. Hermione of course had to just open her mouth.

"How did this happen? Who did this?" She meekly asked. And finally Pansy spoke, but this wasn't the voice I remembered talking to earlier today. No, this was Parkinson, the Slytherin that hates all Gryffindorks.

"Isn't it obvious, Granger, Deatheaters came and destroyed…everything." She whispered the last part and that's how I knew that some part of the Pansy I knew was still there. Then within seconds she was gone. I didn't even see her leave. I tried to go after her but Dumbledore held me back.

"Let her be, this is going to be horribly difficult on her. She'll need you later." He said gruffly. I nodded. So we just walked back to the fireplace and waited there. More Aurors had come, Mad-Eye Moody and Tonks. They were cleaning up a bit and trying to salvage anything while searching for clues. Suddenly two Aurors came by holding a stretcher with a body on it. It was Mr. Parkinson. He was dead. He had cuts and bruises all over, and his clothes were torn. He looked nothing like the gentlemen I met last night.

Flashback (chpt 5)

"See ya tomorrow, Harry." She called out huskily or maybe it was just me. Damn! This girl was driving me crazy! Yet for some reason it felt good and made me look forward to tomorrow. I smiled to myself. I must be going mental.

After Pansy left I got up and went back inside the house. She was right; the Weasley's probably were worried about me. I completely lost track of the time. I was just passing the living room, when a voice stopped me. I turned and there were Mr. and Mrs. Parkinson. I smiled nervously. But Mrs. Parkinson just beamed at me and I melted. Pansy truly looked like her mother. Persephone Parkinson was breathtaking. But suddenly all I could think of was that her and my mum were best mates.

"Come on in Harry we don't hex…often." Mr. Parkinson joked. Mrs. Parkinson sniggered.

"Oh Patriklus don't scare the boy. I'm sure Harry's nervous enough, meeting the In-laws after all." Mrs. Parkinson giggled while Mr. Parkinson chuckled.

"Oh of course, Persephone, forgive me Mr. Potter." Mr. Parkinson stood up and bowed.

"Oh I'm sorry Harry, please come have a seat. Pansy just went upstairs." Mrs. Parkinson said with a hint of mischief in her eyes. Like she knew something I didn't. I went over to them and took a seat across from them.

"Now then Harry you are about to become a Parkinson-"

"Patriklus, you mean Pansy's about to become a Potter." Mrs. Parkinson interrupted.

"Have you met our daughter?" Mr. Parkinson looked at Mrs. Parkinson mockingly. Mrs. Parkinson giggled.

"So you are about to become a Parkinson Harry-"Mrs. Parkinson repeated, and motioned for Mr. Parkinson to continue. I had to chuckle at that. It was true Pansy was a pistol. She could make Voldemort think that maybe bald wasn't that way to go or the whole Dark Lord thing was a bit morbid. I guess they could see the amusement on my face.

"You and Pansy seem to be getting along well." Mr. Parkinson broke the silence. I looked up at him and tensed. I had never been in this circumstance before, the "girlfriends" father. He was quite intimidating. Mrs. Parkinson sensing my discomfort added.

"Harry I think it's wonderful that you and Pansy are getting so close. That's' the point. I'm sure Remus or Sirius told you that your mum and I were good friends." I nodded. "Well this circumstance almost makes me feel like Lily and James are with us. United by our children, it's almost like a fantast two best friends have when their younger. Please, all we ask is that you be good o each other."

"You see Harry our Pansy, she deserves it." Mr. Parkinson further added. And he had this look, not an 'I'm going to hunt you down like a Deatheater if you hurt my little girl' look, but a look that was almost pleading with me. I nodded.

"Of course, Mr. and Mrs. Parkinson." They both seemed a bit relieved at this.

"Well Harry you should probably be on your way. I'm sure Molly is having kittens by now." Mrs. Parkinson smiled at me and Mr. Parkinson winked.

"Goodbye Harry." They both said.

"Goodbye." I answered and walked outside and apparated to the Burrow.

End Flashback

I couldn't believe that Mr. Parkinson was no longer….alive. I looked up as Hermione gasped and on another stretcher on the way down the stairs was the body of Persephone Parkinson. Even death could not defer from her beauty. I felt tears well-up in my eyes. Pansy didn't deserve this, no one deserves this. I mean my parents have also died but I never knew them. Pansy had memories with them that would now probably haunt her for the rest of her life. I looked to my left and Ginny was leaning into her mother obviously very affected by the Parkinson's death, while Molly looked like she wasn't going to be able to be strong for much longer. Mr. Weasley was standing with Remus, Dumbledore, and Snape, all four of them with grave and saddened faces. I don't think there has ever been a moment that has united these four men for the same cause. I turned to my right and Hermione and Ron were still looking all around, what was left of, the house, Hermione with tears in her eyes and Ron who seemed to have a lump in his throat. The silence was peaceful yet still torture. As if answering me screams rang through the house coming from upstairs. Pansy. Before anyone could say anything I raced up the stairs, followed closely by Ron and Snape. We got to the room where the screams were coming from but the door was locked. Hermione pulled out her wand, "Alohomora." But nothing happened. Next Snape came and said another spell, but still nothing.

"It seems Miss. Parkinson has learned a lot from her mother." Dumbledore whispered. We all turned to him. The screams were getting louder followed by crashes. I was getting about ready to blow up the door or at least charge it. I looked to my right and saw that Remus and Ron seemed have read my mind, but before we could do anything someone pushed their way through.

"Move." I turned and saw that it was Draco Malfoy, followed closely by Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy. I'd never seen Lucius or Narcissa look so broken. I mean I knew the Malfoy's and Parkinson's were close but I didn't think Lucius or Narcissa had any feelings. Apparently I was wrong, I turned and looked at Draco, I still felt a little uneasy about Draco, ever since that dream, and wasn't sure if I wanted him this close to Pansy. I wanted to more than anything tell him to shove off or hit him, but I knew that if anyone could reach Pansy it would be him. And somehow I hated him more for that. He called her name once.

"Pansy?"

That's all it took and she was in his arms. The next thing I knew he was leading her out. I was about to go and ask him 'where he thought he was going?' but Dumbledore beat me to it. The response we got was unlike anything I'd ever scene. Draco looked murderous yet horrified and guilty all at the same time. I was going to go and stop them when Remus pulled me back. He shook his head.

"Leave them be." He whispered. I bit my tongue and nodded, watching Pansy walk away from me…with Draco.

Draco P.O.V

I held Pansy in my arms while she shook with emotion, fearing my strength would soon crumble as well. This was a tragedy. I felt horrible. My BEST friend was in the must excruciating pain and I couldn't stop it.

"Oh Draco, what am I going to do? I have no family. I'm all alone." she whispered brokenly.

"I'm so sorry Pansy, so sorry." I whispered back distraught.

I deserved to die. I was filth.

Flashback

"Draco darling what are you doing here? I didn't here the door."

"Crucio!" And her screams filled my ears.

End Flashback

I was the worst person in the world and I couldn't even stand myself. How can anybody be this evil?

Flashback

"Persephone I thought I heard a noise luv, were you just in the kitchen?"

"Draco? What's going-"

"Sectumsempra!" And the blood was all over me.

End Flashback

I still feel the blood on me and still hear their screams. Then there was the house. I use to love to go to Parkinson Palace. It always felt warm compared to my house. And now it was gone. All those Deatheaters destroyed it. I don't think that house ever had Deatheaters in it before I came along and brought a few "friends." I had no choice. He was now inside me.

Flashback

"You called for me, milord." I bowed before him.

"Yes Draco, we have a new mission for you. I need to get to Harry and since you really can't get too close, I've come up with the perfect solution." I trembled in fear; bile was rising in my throat at the prospect of hurting anyone.

"I want you to first get rid of that Chang girl and her family," I couldn't believe it, but they were not even involved in this. There's no need to do anything with them. "We'll have someone polyjuice as her and try to keep suspicion of us. Next you will get to Harry through," and then he said, "Miss. Parkinson." And my heart stopped. No, not Pansy, anyone but Pansy.

"P-Pans-sy, sir." I stuttered. He grinned at my malevolently.

"Yes Draco, I know that the two of you are friends, but all the more easy to get in there." I could feel myself getting sicker by the minute. I was sweating and my stomach was churning.

"You want me to seduce her?" I asked pathetically.

"NO! I want you to break her." WHAT? Break her? This couldn't be happening.

"W-What, milord."

"I want you to break her Draco, crush her soul and crack her mind. I want to use her to make Potter shatter into a million pieces. If Dumbledore believes that love will save them and believes that Parkinson is Potter's hope, then we shall have to destroy her." He said it so simply as if it wasn't revolting and cruel act. I couldn't breathe. What could I do? How do I get out of this? Voldemort seemed to sense my apprehension.

"Crucio!" I fell to the ground in the must horrid pain. I tried not to scream out loud, knowing that would appear to be weakness in his eyes. So I bit my lip until I could taste the metallic flavor of blood. Then he took the curse off.

"What do you say Draco?" He asked like a mad man.

"O-Of c-course, milord, anyth-thing you s-say." I gasped out and thus sealed both mine and Pansy's fate.

"Good, I thought you would say that. Now as your first part of the mission, you must kill Persephone and Patriklus Parkinson." I choked. Kill? Mr. and Mrs. Parkinson, but they were like my parents. Oh Gods, what was I doing? I looked up at Voldemort and weakly nodded. He smiled at that.

"Good boy, little Draco." He said mockingly. "Now go, your presence is pestering me." I waved his hand dismissively. I struggled to stand and bowed. I was just about to apparate when he called me back.

"Oh Draco," I turned to look at him, "don't forget to have fun." And with that he started laughing like a mad man. I shuddered and nodded. Then turned and apparated home. Once I got there I fell to my knees and emptied my stomach onto the floor and cried. There was no hope left….for anybody.

End Flashback

I looked down at Pansy and she looked back up with her tear -stained face, the crack had begun within her. Phase one of the mission was done.

End of chapter 8! YAY! (woot woot) well I hope that this satisfies you guys for a while. It's my longest chapter yet I think and I'm pretty happy with it. I want to apologize again for taking sooooooo long to update! But I'm trying to fix that! I hope you enjoy and read. Remember to Review loads! (It takes like 10 seconds! LOL) and I LUV to read them! Thanx again for all the other reviews and your loyalty! It means a whole lot! Thanx

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