Disclaimer - I do not own Draco Malfoy or any of his comrades. That wonderful honor belongs to J.K. Rowling.

A/N: A lot of parts of the chapter may be rewritten as I see fit. If something seems too much, just let me know. I started this story back in 2005 and sort of abandoned it for two years so I know it needs work. Thanks for the reading and hopefully the review!

Chapter One; The Encounter

It was less than a week before her fifteenth birthday, and Draco Malfoy her boyfriend since their third year at Hogwarts was up in Cin's bedroom watching her try on outfits for a stupid dinner party Draco's father, Lucius had invited her to. Cin wanted very much to piss him off, as he did not much approve of her dating his son. (Not like, he could stop them from dating anyway!) She had just pulled on a tight leather halter, short black skirt and black knee-high boots with three-inch heels. Draco approved very much and was assuring her his father would strongly object, when Cin's house elf appeared in her room.

"Miss Cin," squeaked the elf. "Mistress would like you down stairs now. There is a man here to see you."

"What man?" Draco inquired.

"Tinker cannot say Sir. Tinker cannot say!"

"Tell mother I'll be down in a few minutes." Cin said rushing to the closet to get some real clothes on.

"No! No! Miss Cin must come now!" squeaked the elf grabbing her arm and disappearing.

Arriving seconds later in the downstairs dining room where her mother was waiting for her with a man she did not know, but who looked rather powerful! Oh boy, Cin looked at the man. He was checking her outfit, the little that it showed. Fear trickled into her face, who was he, and why couldn't she move?

Draco had come running down the stairs to see who had called upon Cinzia. Eyeing the man, he fell to his knees and bowed. This was the great Dark Lord; Voldemort his father had always talked about! Holy shit! What did he want with his girl? A dreadful expression crossed his face as he saw her standing there in little less then a hooker outfit, her long brownish blonde (wait, was it turning brown? Yes, it was...) hair-covering most of her bare back. Holding back a smirk he looked at Inessa, Cin's mother, who had not chosen to take her husband's last name had a very serious look on her face.

"Inessa, you did not inform me that Cinzia had company over," said the Dark Lord.

"I…well…, Draco is just her boyfriend. They are practically inseparable. Draco and Cin are in the same year at Hogwarts. Both in Slytherin House of course." Essa stammered.

"Is there something we could help you with my Lord?" Draco said calmly, walking over to Cinzia. "My father is expecting us at the Manor... Sir"

"Mr. Malfoy there is nothing you can help me with, however I have business to discuss with Miss Cinzia and her mother. Now off you go. Tell your father I will be calling on him later."

Draco nodded and bowed himself out taking another glance at Cin and finally let out a chuckle.

Once out of earshot of the room where the trio was talking Draco started wondering about what they might be discussing but he just couldn't think of it. Really, what could Voldemort want to talk to Cinzia about? It seems unethical that there would be anything involving her that he would deal with personally! Draco racked his brain but he couldn't think. After thoughtful consideration he thought he would just ask her that night when she came over for dinner.

Walking to the front room he grabbed a pinch of floo powder. Throwing it into the fire Draco said "Malfoy Manor" and stepped in the fire. Immediately everything began to spin. As suddenly as the spinning started, it stopped and Draco was in his father's office.