I feel a gentle cool breeze hit my face. I'm sore, my body aches all over, so I keep my eyes shut. I hear a voice, but I'm to tired to look up.
I must have passed out, when I wake up i'm in a huge beautiful room, I don't know where i am, but judging by the bedding, that looks like it cost more than my whole home, it's safe to say I'm somewhere I shouldn't be.
Pain hits me like a ton of bricks and it suddenly hurts to breathe. I look down at my body, I don't see any wounds, but I'm not wearing the clothes I was wearing during the battle. The battle, oh god. I quickly sit up, trying to ignore the fiery pain I feel within my body.
Tears spring to my eyes, Harry was dead. I try to ignore how I feel and what I'm thinking. I have to be strong, death eaters were there. I look around for my wand, but I can't find it. I make a frustrated squeal when I can't find it.
I try to will my body to relax. Nobody has come in, I'm safe for now. I look around for obvious exits, but I'm left with nothing when the windows won't open. I try for the door next, I have a feeling this will be useless, I was proven right when the door won't budge.
The pain I was trying to ignore comes back with vegnance. I whimper while limping back to the bed. I finally sit down, when the pain finally dulls lightly, I lift up my dress. The dress I didn't put on myself, it makes me shudder. Ugly black and blue bruises shine brightly on my pale skin. I touch them gently, it hurts.
I pull the dress back down. There isn't anything that can be done. I lie back down and close my eyes. Maybe this is all just a dream, I think to myself.
It's not.
I open my eyes to find I'm still in this stupid room, and the lights from outside are gone, blackness shines through. I can tell I'm not alone. My body tenses. Whoever is here is obviously not someone I want to be around, why else would they lock me away?
I take a chance and eye the person. I can't see who they are, but it's obviously a man from the way he's standing. I don't know what else to do, I can't keep ignoring him. Maybe they locked me in by mistake. My heart leaps to my chest in the vain hope that maybe that's just it, maybe it's one of my brothers… My mind jumps to Fred, and a lump forms in my throat. I can't think of that right now.
"Hello?" I question in the dark. Wishing this isn't a death eater. When Draco walks out of the shadows I realize that maybe I should stop making wishes.
He doesn't say anything, and he's keeping his emotions in check, he walks up to me and grabs me by the arm. I don't want to piss him off, so I keep my mouth shut, I note this is a wise choice when I see his wand in his other hand. I have a feeling this is going to be a long night. I swallow harshly, and he smirks slightly, but it's gone before I can even really tell it's there.
I'm brought into a room I don't know, but it looks like a study, I see Lucius standing by the fire. I hate him, I hate his son, why am I here? Draco throws me into the chair. I stare at the floor so I don't have to see the beautiful face that keeps looking at me, or I should right through me.
"Ginevra." I hear my name and my head snaps up. It's Lucius, he's sneering at me, like my name is the most disgusting thing he's ever had to say. "You will be Draco's pet until he gets tired of you." I narrow my eyes, his pet? I'm not a dog. But he keeps talking before I could point out that fact.
"You will obey him, have sex with him, and do whatever else he wants." Is he serious? I'm about to tell him where he can shove it before he adds on. "Oh, and if you don't, we'll bring every one of your family members in here and kill them in front of you." I know he's serious, his dark eyes are staring me down. I can't let another one of my family members die, so I whisper that I understand. Lucius leaves, leaving me and Draco alone. He's freaking crazy if he thinks I'm going to listen to anything he has to say.
"I'd like to go to my room." I tell him flatly. "No, you're not sleeping there anymore. We're sharing a bedroom." This is the first time I hear him speak. I want to tell him no, but my mum's beautiful smile flashes in my mind, I stand up before following him to the nightmare I'll be calling my life.
