Draco and his parents stopped laughing when Bellatrix said Voldemort was calling Draco.

Narcissa and Lucius were nervous as Draco headed down to the dining.

There was the normal big table with only two chairs in each end.Voldemort was sitting in one end with a red glare.

He motioned Draco to sit.Draco sat without fear.He knew he should feel proud.There was silence for a few minutes.

"So Draco...where have you been all these days?" screeched the voice of the dark Lord.

"On my mission my Lord"Draco answered with pride.

The silence was enough for Draco to know that the dark Lord needed explaining.

"My Lord, i thought that the best way to trick the mudblood was to act like falling in love with her.And it worked.

She started loving me truly and she was stupid enough to listen to what I say.And That potter also believed that I had changed.

And as for the blood traitor,he never believed me but finishing him off would be a piece of cake."

Draco pictured all these on the wall that his his mind.He made these pictures and stayed confident.

The dark Lord just looked for a minute.

"That is a good job Draco...but there are...others matters of great importance"his voice cut through the room.

From one end of the room,Snape entered hurriedly.He was tensed

"Ah!Severus!What a perfect timing!"Voldemort cooed.

Snape gave Draco a look thr ought to convey something important,but whatever it was..Draco couldn't understand.

"Oth-other matters,my Lord?"Draco asked.

Voldemort gave his ugly smile and got up from his chair.

"Well Draco...you remember that day...years ago when I was killed?"

Draco flinched.What could he say when a dead man recalls about his day of death?

Draco nodded.

"The day you and Sevrus finished off Headma-Dumbledore?"

Voldemort's voice still shivered when he uttered Dumbledore's name.

Draco nodded again.

"The day I thought I had mastered that and it belonged to me forever?"

Draco didn't know what Voldemort was referring to.

"....the elder wand Draco"

Draco's eyes faltered.He had been so busy in keeping up his wall sealed around his mind from the dark Lord's powers which were trying hard to penetrate deep into his mind...

He never saw that coming.

Draco remained still.He also felt Snape trying to see through his thoughts.

"Yes Draco..."Voldemort continued as he slowly walked towards the end where Draco sat.

Snape tensed

"That night when you confronted Dumbledore and when your...good side showed up..you refused to kill him.

So Severus had to do it.

So I...I had killed him,thinking he was the master if the elder wand and by killing him,I could become it's new master"

Draco waited.

Snape inched forward.

"And still...the wand wouldn't obey me...wouldn't do what I wanted it to do..and then it struck me..very late..that killing Severus was in vain"

He looked at Snape and flashed a fake evil grin

"I apologize for that, Severus.."He said,with no tone of regret or sadness.

Snape was still.

Voldemort turned back and fixed his cold blood shot eyes on Draco's head.

"Severus was not the real master of the wand..."

A white shining wand appeared on the table near Draco.

Draco started to sweat.

"And...I came to know that...it was you who had disarmed Dumbledore that night"

A wand appeared in Voldemort's hands.

He walked up to his own side in a slow pace.

"So what does this mean?"He asked.

Draco was silent

"I want an answer Draco!"Voldemort said,his eyes becoming red by the moment.

"I...I am the...."

"You are the master of the elder wand!" Voldemort shouted and gave a mighty laugh.

Draco knew what was coming next.

"So my boy"Voldemort said after a few moments of pure evil laughter session.

"What do I do now..to master this wand?"

Every second dragged longer.

Draco had two options.

Stay and die

Put his plans into action.

He knew both would result in his death at last...

But he had to choose fast...

And he did at last.