Chapter Three: He battered his tiny fists to feel something
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Yes we will get to Hermione again
And the cloak well that is a surprise but you will see it again as well.
I awoke the next morning to Abigail pulling the blinds open. I pulled the blanket over my head, unwilling to get up. It had been so long since I had been able to sleep in a bed and I was actually enjoying it despite where I was. I closed my eyes keeping my breathing slow and steady. I needed more sleep but I was not going to get it. Abigail was shaking me and saying "Master Malfoy says it is time for you to rise. Clothing has been laid next to your vanity. Make sure your hair is freshly brushed as well as you put on perfume. Breakfast in on the side table."
Abigail left and I pulled myself up. The only thing that had made me get up was the growl of my stomach at the sound of food. I looked at the side table at my breakfast. Three eggs Sunny side up, 2 pieces of toast and bacon. I blinked several times. It was my favorite breakfast prepared the way I wanted. There was no way that it just happened to be that way. Was it possible that Malfoy remembered that from school? I shook my head and started eating. I was only able to get through one egg before I was full. The year of very little food had caused my stomach to shrink.
I left the rest of my food on my side table and got out of bed. Time to get ready for my first day in this hell. I walked over to the vanity. There was a pair of black robes sitting there. I touched them and they were soft velvet, these robes that he expected to wear for everyday life were nicer than any dress robes I have ever worn. One the right side of the robe there was a silver symbol embroidered. It was a dragon wrapped around a M. I was guess it was some type of family crest.
Lying next to the robes was a matching black set of underwear and a bra. The material was black silk and it was trimmed in green lace. I picked up the underwear and noticed something that made my stomach turn; the same crest was stamped onto the crouch of the underwear. I remember what Malfoy had said about wanting a "Play thing" I tried to push the thought out of my mind as I pulled of the nightgown and dressed quickly.
I sat down at the vanity. Last night only a hair brush had sat there. Now the vanity was covered in several expensive looking bottles of perfume. I opened several of the drawers finding make-up, hair ribbons, and pins. I closed the drawers and looked at myself in the mirror. I had to hold back a gasp. It had been a long time since I had been able to get a good look at myself. Despite the sleep I had I still had deep dark bags under my eyes. My cheeks had hallowed and my skin was pale. It was then something else had caught my eye. It was the collar around my neck. The collar was dark green velvet. The collar came together in the center to a black ring. I reached up and touched the collar. I couldn't slip my finger between the collar and my neck. It was like it was now a part of me.
I took my hand away from the collar and started brushing my hair. It wasn't as long as it used to be but it still reached my elbows. I brushed the mess out of my curls and pulled it into a low pony tail. I reached for the first bottle of perfume. It was a back round bottle with a silver claw on the top. I sprayed myself with it and gave a small cough. The smell was strong and rich. I looked at myself in the mirror again. I couldn't help but think how out of placed I looked. I tore my eyes away from my reflection. On the floor next to the vanity was a pair of ballet flats. I stepped into them right as I heard the lock click.
I turned and looked expecting Abigail but instead Malfoy walked into the room. He looked just as polished as the night before, dressed in a new pair of black robes. I looked me up and down before he smirked. "Now that is how you should look" He said. "You look like a proper lady now." He walked over to me placing a hand on my waist. It was then I noticed how much he towered over me. There had to be at least a foot difference in our heights. I knew that I was about 5' 2" so that would have to make him about 6'1" or 6'2"
"All we have to do is get some weight on you and you will be perfect" He leaned down and kissed me. He smelt of aftershave and tasted of mouth wash. I placed my hands on his chest and pushed him off of me. I was surprised that I was actually able to break the kiss. It was probably because I had been able to catch him off guard, to get him by surprise. The shock on his face quickly turned to anger as he pulled his hand back and slapped me. The force threw me to the ground. I reached up and touched my stinging cheek. My breathing was fast and labored. I could hardly believe he slapped me.
Malfoy turned away from me and looked out the window. "I am sorry I had to do that Luna but you need to understand that you cannot tell me no" I looked at his back and I was reeling, it was then that something caught my eye. Malfoy had left the door open. I looked at his back and he was still looking away from me, talking about punishment and reward. I slowly stood up and made sure he wasn't watching. I had reached the door and was about ready to slip out when he turned around. His eyes were fire when he saw me trying to leave. I should have known better and I should have turned and walked back to him but instead I bolted out the door.
My heart was pounding in my chest as I went running. I knocked into Abigail, knocking her over but I still ran. I knew that Malfoy had to be close behind but I refused to look back I just kept running. I found the staircase and knew I was close to the front door. I was almost there, almost free. I ran down the stairs and could see the front door. I reached my hand out for the knob. I grabbed the knob my upper body slamming into the door. I twisted the knob, I was so close. The knob refused to turn. My heart sank. The door was locked. I turned about bracing my back against the door. Malfoy was on top of the stairs. I looked around wildly and turned to run through a hall but I was too late.
He grabbed me by the hair pulling me back to him. He wrapped his fingers around my throat cutting off my air. "What did I just say about disobeying me?" He threw me into a nearby table, knocking the vase that was there off and onto the floor. The vase shattered which seemed to make him angrier. I prepared myself for another slap to the face but this time instead of a slap I got a full fist. First to my face and then several blows to my chest and stomach. He stood up, straightening his robes. "Never forget you belong to me Lovegood. This can be easy or I can make this hard. Obviously you want me to make this hard"
He turned away from me "James!" He yelled. A tall man dressed also in servant's robes walked into the room. "Miss Lovegood needs to learn her place. Take her to the dungeon. She will be spending the night there" He delivered a swift kick to my ribs before walking off. I let out a small sob before losing consciousness from the pain.
