Chapter One
Ginevra Weasley stood in the corner of her cell, arms wrapped around her waist, fighting to keep the chill out. A woman was talking to the guard outside her cell; she wasn't paying attention until she heard her own name.
"...orders to bring Ginevra Weasley..."
"Who sent you?" the guard grunted.
"My lord..." she replied.
The guard opened the cell and pulled Ginny out.
"Don't touch me!" she shouted at him. He laughed cruelly.
"She's right," the woman said. "The moment he gave the order, no one was allowed to touch her." The guard looked horrified at her words and Ginny was clueless as to why. "And I'll be sure to tell him as punishment for your questioning orders."
The man started blubbering his apologies, but she ignored him. She handed Ginny a cloak to cover her rags. "You don't recognize me."
Ginny shook her head.
"I'm Pansy Parkinson," she said and Ginny flinched. "I'm one of your friends here. Once I explain everything, you'll see."
Ginny followed Pansy out of the dungeons, through a maze or corridors, and into a beautiful room.
"You are here to be the mistress to Lord Malfoy."
"What? Lucius Malfoy?" Ginny shrieked.
"No, to his son, Lord Draco Malfoy. I am Lord Lucius Malfoy's mistress," Pansy smiled lightly.
"You seem happy about this. Why?" Ginny asked.
"The number one reason is because the sex is great. I also care for him. When the Death Eaters choose a mistress or lover, it's because there's some emotional connection. There's even a petition going around for Death Eaters to be able to marry their mistresses or lovers. It also gives you a certain status. The only rule is you have to obey your Lord or Lady. No one else is allowed to touch us, especially of the opposite sex," Pansy explained.
"But you still have to have sex with Death Eaters!" Ginny protested.
"If you have that attitude, you'll end up like Hermione," Pansy told her, a dark expression coming over her face.
"Hermione Granger? What happened to her?" Ginny asked, fear in her eyes.
"She's alive, but she disobeyed Lord Theodore Nott publicly. He wouldn't have minded if she did it in their room, but it was a ball and he couldn't do anything about it. He warned her repeatedly. She wasn't comfortable with the idea of sex with a Death Eater either and he was fine with that as long as she followed the only rule. They were dancing and apparently he was getting to close and she told him so. He immediately backed off, but Lady Lestrange noticed and demanded she be punished. She attracted the attention of Lord Voldemort and he sent her to Pettigrew who didn't care that she didn't want to have sex with a Death Eater. He raped her. It was a year ago and Lord Nott has been apologizing to her ever since. Last month she permitted him to touch her and I think she's fully herself again."
"Can I see her?" Ginny questioned worriedly.
"Of course. We all get together regularly. But you must see your Lord Malfoy first," Pansy replied. She handed Ginny an emerald green dress and told her to change. Pansy fixed her up and led her to Lord Malfoy's room.
Pansy knocked on the door. Draco Malfoy opened it. He was just as handsome as Ginny remembered.
"Yes?" he asked, an eyebrow raised.
"I thought you might want to see your mistress," Pansy drawled.
"You thought right," Lucius Malfoy said from across the hall.
Pansy smiled and moved toward him. "Good-bye, Ginevra," she said over her shoulder as she left with the Lord Malfoy Senior.
"Come in," Draco Malfoy said, his voice deep and husky.
"So what do I do now? Strip?" Ginny asked acidly, kicking off her shoes and reaching to take off her panty hoes.
"We have dinner," Draco replied, catching her off guard.
"Oh."
Draco led her to the other side of the room where there was a table set for two with candles adding to the romantic atmosphere. He helped her into her chair and sat down opposite from her. They ate in silence until Ginny couldn't handle it anymore.
"Why me?" she demanded, banging her fork down on the table and glaring at the man across from her.
"You're a smart witch, figure it out," he sneered.
"Dammit! Draco, just tell me why."
"Figure it out, Ginevra," he repeated.
"Pardon me for being a little confused because the last time we spoke, you told me that you wanted nothing more to do with me, that I was just a convenient shag and you were tired of me and you'd find several other girls willing to jump into bed with you!" Ginny shouted.
"Well, if you want to go back to the way things used to be..." he trailed off, quickly rising from his chair and pulling her flush against him. She could feel his hot breath on her neck, just below her ear, before he started kissing it. He trailed hot, wet kisses down her neck, sucking and nipping and making her moan. As much as she was enjoying his ministrations on her neck, she pulled his face up and kissed him, longing for the kisses all those years ago in the broom closets of Hogwarts.
"So it will be just like at Hogwarts, you using me and then leaving me heartbroken?" Ginny asked, forcing herself to pull away from him.
"If that's how you see it, yes. I prefer you look a little closer."
"What do you mean?"
"Figure it out, Ginevra."
"I don't want to! I want you to tell me!" she snapped at him, frustrated and tired from the years of war and the old feelings he was dredging up.
"It will mean more if you do," he whispered against her skin before resuming kissing her.
* * *
"Lucius?"
"Yes, my dear?" he responded to the lovely, naked witch curled against his side.
"Has the Dark Lord allowed certain followers the umm divorces they requested?" Pansy asked, trying not to sound to hopeful or nosy.
"Pansy, my darling, I would tell you the moment I knew if I could divorce Narcissa," Lucius replied, pulling her closer to him in reassurance.
"I know."
"Narcissa and I both want to get a divorce and be free from each other, free to be with whom we want to be with," Lucius told her, giving her a significant look.
Pansy smiled back.
"He is still considering whether it is vital for his servants to procreate with their lovers. He doesn't think that illegitimate children are a good idea, but he doesn't want to form non pureblood unions either," he explained further.
"I understand, Lucius."
"We must be patient, my darling."
"I would like to get together with the other mistresses if that is all right with you. I would need for you to arrange that they would be able to be there of course," Pansy announced.
"Of course since that is all you want me for–getting together with your friends," Lucius sneered.
"That is not fair. You know that I care for you a great deal. If I could be so bold, I would say that I lo--" she started calmly, but got more emotion towards the end where she was cut off.
"Don't you dare say it!" Lucius yelled, jumping out of the bed, getting dressed, and leaving.
"Lucius!" Pansy called, rushing after him.
The door slammed in her face and she could feel the wards click on. Pansy sat back down on the bed with a shocked look on her face.
* * *
Ginny woke up feeling completely satisfied and calm. She hadn't felt that way since her failed relationship with Draco back at Hogwarts. She quickly sat up and observed her surroundings. Nice bedroom in shades of blues and creams, three doors leading probably to a bathroom, closet, and sitting room, and Draco Malfoy, lounging in a brown leather chair, watching her. Last night came flooding back to her.
"Crap," she muttered, putting her head in her hands before flopping back onto the bed.
"If I didn't know better, I'd think you were talking about the level of the sex last night," he drawled.
"Go away," she muttered into the pillow.
"No, I think we should talk."
"Then tell me about my friends and family because I think we talked plenty about us last night," Ginny replied, sitting up and wrapping the sheet firmly around her.
"All right. Your brothers, Percy and Ron, are here. Percy belongs to Daphne Greengrass as her lover and Ron belongs to her younger sister Astoria as her lover," Draco started.
"Are they hurt? Do they like them? Are they happy like Pansy is with your father?" Ginny asked in rapid succession.
"They're fine and they're getting along fine with Daphne and Astoria, you'll be able to see them at Pansy's get together this evening," he responded.
"Really?" Ginny asked, a smile lighting up her face.
"Yes. Now let's see, Luna is Blaise Zabini's mistress, you already heard about Hermione and Pansy, the Patil twins both belong to Marcus Flint, Cho Chang is Greg Goyle's mistress and Lavender Brown is Vince Crabbe's mistress. Oh and Dean Thomas is my mother's... well you get the idea," Draco finished.
"Are they all happy? I can't imagine anyone being happy with Crabbe and Goyle though," Ginny responded.
"All mistresses and lovers are fairly content if not happy. They are treated well, almost like royalty as long as they follow the one rule–tell me that you know the one rule."
"Always obey you," Ginny bit out.
"Good girl," Draco said, condescendingly.
Ginny let out a scream of frustration and stomped into the bathroom to get ready for what ever her day held.