Imprison My Heart Chapter1
By HPFangirl71
A/N: This is only my 2nd attempt at writing fan fiction… The story is not completely compatible with book 7 and completely ignores the epilogue in that book. It takes place in a world where Voldemort had power and Harry Potter no longer exists. I hope everyone enjoys it and please review so I'll know how well or badly I have done since I don't have a lot of experience at this type of thing yet, thanks to all those who do read it!!
The day was dark and dreary, filled with a suffocating silence. It was the silence of a wizarding community that had lost its hero. The silence filled the halls of Hogwarts where the final battle had ended in their hero's defeat at the hands of evil. The only noise to break through the silence was the occasional cry of shock and disbelief as the news quickly spread. The news of Harry Potter's death was tragic but it was most tragic to his close family and friends. To them Harry had been much more than just a hero, he had been a part of their world. Now that piece of their hearts was forever gone. It would take so very long for them to heal.
A month after the final battle Voldemort ordered that all the young pureblood and half blood witches be rounded up and married off to the young wizards now under his control. The muggleborn witches and wizards had already been carted off to live out their lives in Azkaban prison. Voldemort's plan was to rule over a pure wizarding society of his creation. He had already made it illegal to marry or procreate with muggles which further insured his dream of a pure society. He had fulfilled the prophecy through the killing of the chosen one Harry Potter. In the end, it had been Lucius Malfoy and his wife who had helped him in defeating the boy. This greatly elevated the status of their family.
One of the young witches brought to the castle was Ginny Weasley. Ginny was still heartbroken over the loss of Harry. To her he had been more than just a friend, he had been her everything and her heart still ached for him. The further loss of her best friend Hermione Granger had added to her grief. Hermione had been taken to Azkaban with the other muggleborns. A witch of her talent didn't deserve to be wasting away in prison, but there was nothing to be done about it. Ginny's brother Ron had almost been killed trying to fight the death eaters who had come to take Hermione away. Voldemort had decreed that no more pure blood be spilled so instead Ron was at St Mungo's nursing some serious injuries for his actions. When they had come for Ginny she had gone quietly to avoid anymore people she loved being hurt. Now she sat with dozens of other frightened young girls waiting to hear their fate.
Lucius approached Voldemort with the greatest of reverence, "My Lord, I was hoping that for my loyalty and service during the war that my son Draco might have first pick of the witches for his bride. Draco comes from two families of the purest of blood. He deserves a witch who will bring him much happiness and many sons." Voldemort eyed Lucius appreciatively and then agreed. "You have shown great loyalty to me Lucius and without your help I may not have defeated Potter so easily. Yes, your son may have first pick of a bride… may he choose wisely."
Draco had overheard his father's conversation with the Dark Lord. He knew full well his father cared little about his happiness. He wanted first pick for his son as a political means. A useful boasting tool at best. Draco wished he could get back at his father for all the misery he had caused Draco. He stood up as his father approached him. "Draco good news my boy! The Dark Lord had given you the honour of choosing the first bride. Tell me, which one sparks your fancy." Lucius looked at his son in anticipation. "I can choose any of them…." Draco replied tentatively. "As long as she's pure blood son, no half bloods belong in this family." Lucius said with bitter contempt in his voice.
Draco suddenly felt pressure to pick the perfect girl but he also wished to fail… to disappoint his father as he had disappointed Draco so many times before. That's when he saw her, the perfect way to wipe the pompous grin off his father's face. He would've almost missed her amongst all the other young girls. Her crimson hair was what made her stand out from across the crowded room. Draco knew his father hated her family as much as any muggleborn. He called her family "blood traitors" and ridiculed them for being poor. Yes… she was the perfect revenge against his unloving father. She would be perfect, she was an attractive girl which would make this easier on Draco. Draco looked at his father and with two words he wiped the arrogant smile from his face. Draco replied quite simply "Ginny Weasley"
Lucius Malfoy looked as if his son had just stabbed him with a dagger. He took a few minutes to recover, then questioned his son on his choice. "The Weasley girl… Are you quite certain Draco?" Draco looked at his father with a cold determined look on his face. "Yes father. I want Ginny Weasley. I want Potter's whore for my bride. The perfect revenge against those who ridiculed me at school. I'm the last wizard her family would want her married to and she is after all very easy on the eyes father." Lucius looked at his son appreciatively. "I understand how your mind works my dear Draco. That's quite the devious plan my boy. If it's the Weasley girl you want, then so be it. I'll go inform our master of your choice." As his father walked away, Draco smiled to himself thinking "If you only knew just how devious my dear father…"