My Ruined Life

Author's note: Hello! Thanks for reading the first chapter of my story. This my first Harry Potter fan fic or at least that I've have posted. Anyways, one of the main characters I did makeup so yeah. Hope you enjoy!

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Summary: Too many times to count that he has ruined her life. She can't take it, anymore and death seems to be the only way out. That is until, he comes.

It seemed her life could not get any worse. Seeing that she was forced into a loveless marriage, filled for a lust for an heir. Having her whole family being murdered before her very eyes. Being raped by this so called 'husband'. Then giving birth to twins in a horrible dilapidated home, if you could even call that a home.

No, it seemed that the life of Adriana Marie Riddle could not get worse. It could only get better. Right? Wrong!

Adriana told herself this, thousands of times. "Life can't get any worse. Life can't get any worse."

It did. On cold December afternoon. The twenty-five year woman sat in her room nursing her two month old children, when her husband walked in.

The snide smirk on his face told her that something wonderful had happened. Wonderful for him at least.

Draco Malfoy ran his hand through his untidy hair, trying to smooth it out. The appearance of her husband explained his tardiness. His robes were hastily put on. His green shirt was not buttoned up properly and his collar was lopsided. The fly of his pants where not even zipped up.

"Parkinson this time?" Adriana asked coolly, standing up from the rocking chair. Trying to hold her shirt together and holding twins proved to be difficult

"Oh, please, dear! It's not like I haven't seen them before." He smirked as Adriana put her shirt back on.

"You seem to be smirking more than usual."

"Yes."

"Why?" She demanded, buttoning up her robes. Her back was to him.

"The dark lord shall be coming tomorrow."

"What!"

"Upset dear?" Malfoy walked over to her. "You really turn me on when you're upset." He began caressing her butt and kissing her neck.

"Uh! Get away from me!" Shouted Adriana, pushing his arms away. "I'm not your little play thing like that cow Pansy!" Before she knew it and stop it, she slapped him across his face.

Instantly the smirk disappeared. "I'm going to make you regret that." Spat Malfoy in dangerous voice. He glowered over her and grabbed her wrists. He pushed her to the wall, hard and she yelped in pain.

'No! Not again!' Adriana's thoughts screamed.

Malfoy took both her hands with his right hand and covered her mouth with his left. "Shhh… You know it only makes it worse with every sound you make." He began ripping her robes from her body, occasionally hitting her.

She was left in her bra and panties, when a hard knock came to the door.

"You better be quiet." Said Malfoy, inches from her face.

Tears were streaming down her face and she bite her lip to prevent any crying. She nodded to tell him that she understood.

"That's my girl." He threw her on the tall four poster bed and drew the green velvet curtains around her. "Yes?" Malfoy shouted to the figure in the doorway, when he opened it.

"Draco."

"Snape! I-I…what are you doing here?"

"The Dark Lord sent me to make sure you got the news." The former professor said, shaking his greasy black hair away from his eyes.

"Why of course." Malfoy let out a small sigh of frustration and he muttered under his breath. "I can't believe it! He thinks I need a keeper."

"What was that Draco?" Snape's sulk face deepen.

"Nothing!" Replied Malfoy, quickly and harshly.

"I'm sure you're proud."

Malfoy smiled. "Very."

"Why I would be too, if my children were about to become the youngest death eaters."

Adriana could not help but let out a gasp. 'What! No! Not my children.' The tears came back and they were silent, though each were a stab in her heart. Her children were so young and innocent. Why would Lord Voldemort want them as death eaters? Then she realized. He was going to take them away from her and train them. Train them to hate muggle-borns and half bloods. That purebloods were the only acceptable race of wizards. He would use for this horrible. They would be the next generation in his malevolent army.

The conversation between Malfoy and Snape continued.

"So what are their names?" Asked Snape.

Malfoy rolled his eyes. "The oldest is Jacob and the youngest is Julia Rose. She named them after her mother and father."

"Ah." Snape's eyes gazed to the covered bed. "I hope I didn't disturb anything."

Malfoy laughed. "No! Are you crazy?"

Snape also laughed. "Well, it is late and the Lord wishes to see me." With a nod, he apparated with a loud crack.

Shutting the door, Malfoy walked over to the bed. "Shall we finish my dear?"

Adriana awoke a few hours later. The moon had casted an eerie glow into the room. She turned to her side, seeing Malfoy was fast asleep.

"I have to get them out of here." She said, slipping on her robe. Quietly tiptoeing to the cribs, Adriana slipped her wand into her pocket.

"Sssshhhh." Adriana hushed Jacob as she lifted him out of his bed. She held still as the baby boy fused a bit. "Please don't wake up." With that she lifted Julia out. Julia yawned, but fell right asleep. "That's it my little angel." She silently walked over to the door, when her heart dropped.

Malfoy stood in the doorway with his arms crossed over his bare chest. His smirk nowhere to be seen.

"Going somewhere?"

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