Pixie: Well, here you go, another chapter, so don't kill me.
Hermione: Don't worry, we weren't going to kill you anyway evil grin
Draco: Eh? I thought we were!
Hermione: We were going to kill her, we just weren't going to let on, and now you've gone a ruined everything! Typical! thwacks Draco
Pixie: I'd appreciate it if you didn't kill me at all, but anyways. I don't own anything etc etc, don't sue me etc etc.
Draco: ENJOY!
Dark Desire
Chapter 3
Recap
"So… it seems like we're getting married then." I asked tentatively.
"I guess it does." He said, his voice not showing any emotion.
"Oh, for god's sakes Draco! At least act as if you actually give a damm about this god forsaken wedding!" I can't believe how annoying he is when he just shrugs off things that are this important.
"Just because I sound like I don't care, doesn't mean I don't care. This wedding means a lot to me. I never actually hated you. I guess I was just jealous, of how you could hold your head high when you were in a world that would never fully accept you. I was jealous of your friends, of how clever you were, of the fact that you beat me in almost every class. I'm sorry I was a total bastard, but I was brought up to hate muggle-borns, which, then, I thought you were. I should have seen past the blood identity, and saw you for who you truly were."
My god, he actually has feelings… and here I was, thinking he was an inhuman prat.
"I… I don't know what to say Draco."
This is too much to take in. Draco has just told me that he didn't mean most of the things he said. "He's told me that us getting married means a lot to him, he practically told me that he likes me. This is so great. I've liked him for ages now. I don't know why I acted so distraught when my parents told me that we were coming here. I've wanted to see Draco since school broke up for the summer."
I look up from my inner tirade to see Draco staring, wide-eyed, with a hand over his mouth.
"What?"
"You… you 'like' me?"
"I said that out loud, didn't I?"
He nods, and my hands fly up to cover my mouth, as if I can take back the words. I decide to let my defences fall.
"And what if I do 'like' you?"
"That would be just perfect. I won't have to feel bed that you are being forced into marrying me. It can be on our terms." At this he slid off his chair and onto one knee in front of me. He took my hands in his.
"Trinity Angel Casso Vinci, will you do me the honour of marrying me?"
"Of course I will! Thank you Draco, this means so much to me!"
Draco pulled me into a warm hug. I lean towards him, bringing my lips to his. He captures my lips in a tender kiss, pulling my shoulders closer to him, deepening the kiss. I run my tongue along his bottom lip, asking for entrance, Draco obliges and parts his lips, his soft tongue slipping into my mouth. Our tongues battle for dominance, Draco taking the lead.
"Well you two seem to have finally worked out your differences, it took long enough"
I abruptly pull away and jump to my feet, inclining my head towards the Dark Lord, Draco following suit.
"My Lord." We murmur in unison.
"I am seriously thinking about doing away with all this 'My Lord' nonsense. Just with a select few, obviously. Perhaps you two, and your respective parents. I like you Trinity. You… fascinate me. It's been such a while since arranged marriages have gone so well, you are almost perfect for each other. It brings tears to my eyes…" he lifts a hand to his eyes and wipes at imaginary tears. It's all I can do not to laugh.
"Are you serious!" Draco exclaims, it must be more of a shock to him than it is to me, I'm not used to calling him 'Lord' yet so I suppose its weirder if you have been brought up never even thinking about Lord Voldermort as anyone other than 'Lord'.
"Yes actually. I like the power thrill of everyone calling me 'Lord', but it gets a bit boring after a while, and I am sure that you get fed up of having to bow and all that rubbish."
He actually seems human, I wonder if I sparked this… change? I don't know what he was like before I met him, because I had never talked to Draco or any of the other Slytherins about him. I can't go thinking that I had anything to do with it, that would be wishful thinking. Or would it, I don't know if this Dark Lord is better than the old one, so I can't really tell.
"Now, come on, dinner is ready, your parents are waiting for us so that we can all eat." He waved us out of the room; Draco took my arm, and led me out.
We stepped out from the doorway, and into a vast corridor, it must stretch from one end of the manor to the other. Taking the third right off the corridor, we enter what I assume is the dinning room, it has a big table with lots of chairs around it anyway.
Our parents are already sitting at this table, and the beckon to us to join them. I take a seat next to Narcissa and opposite my father. Draco sits down next to me and takes my hand in his, I can't actually believe that we're getting on so well, I suppose I was prejudiced before I got to know him. I feel really guilty for thinking that he was a bad guy just because he's a Slytherin. Oh well, it doesn't matter know. I think he's forgiven me… at least I hope he's forgiven me.
I feel Draco release my hand, and look up my eyes questioning him, he nods toward the table, and I see that our dinner has appeared. It's the same system as they have at Hogwarts, but there is so much more choice here, I have never seem so many different dishes on one table, it's a bit of a waste really. I mean no one is ever going to eat all this food. As everyone else begins to eat, I help myself to roast beef and mashed potatoes
"Trinity," Draco says softly beside me, "I never told you earlier, but you look absolutely gorgeous tonight."
I smile gently and turn to face Draco.
"Thank you so much Draco, although it's down to my mother's skill with make-up."
"Trinity! Don't put yourself down like that, you are naturally beautiful, make-up only enhances that beauty."
"Ehem!"
"Yes father?"
"Lucius?"
"We need to discuss this wedding and since it will be you two who are getting married we would welcome your input. We need to decide on a date to begin with."
"Well," Draco flicked his wand and a calendar appeared in mid air, "it needs to be before thenineteenth of September, and we need time to get everything organised, so sometime in July, or August would be best. What do you think Trinity?"
"Well… July will be nice and sunny, and it's directly between our birthdays, so I think it would be best."
I stood up, and started prodding at the calendar with my wand. If there's one-hundred and six days between Draco's birthday and my birthday, and half of that isfifty-threedays, and that makes half-way between our birthdays, "thetwenty-eighthof July. How's that sound?"
Lucius, the Dark Lord, and my father all nodded.
"Hmm, I'm not so sure about that, it's a bit early, we have so much to get organised, and that only gives us about three weeks. I don't think we can get everything sorted by then."
"I agree with Narcissa, she's right, we won't be able to get everything organised by then. How about thetwenty-eighth of August instead? I'm sure that if we talk to Dumbledore he'll let you have a few days off school. It's not like you two aren't star pupils."
"We get time off school?" my mother nods, "excellent, the twenty-eighth of August it is!"
"Draco, is all you care about getting time off school?"
"No mother, but that's an added bonus." Draco smirks
"Well anyway," the Dark Lord steps in to wrap up this topic, "the wedding will be held on the twenty-eighth of August. Now we need to decide where it will be held."
I sat back down in preparation for another debate about why we couldn't do this, that and the next thing, but no such debate happened, Narcissa suggested Malfoy Manor, and everyone agreed. I was thinking about suggesting Hogwarts, but I doubt that they would let the Dark Lord just walk in there, I assume he will be coming to the wedding, he's taking enough to do with organising it.
"Yes Trinity, I will be coming to your wedding, I wouldn't miss it for the world. Of course I will be in disguise, I don't want to scare half the world to death. It would be funny, but… never mind"
"Well, if all that's sorted, we can get down to the shopping. Lucius, Thalia and I shall be taking Trinity shopping for her dress and all the accessories today, I want you two" she pointed at Lucius and my father, "to 'bond', you will be seeing your only children married in just under two months, so I don't want any arguments, ok?"
"Yes dear." Lucius said.
Narcissa and my mother turned to the Dark Lord and bowed, me following suit.
"Come along then dear." Narcissa took my arm and led me down more corridors to a study or library, and held out a pot of floo powder.
"We're going to Diagon Alley Trix. Make sure you get out at the right grate."
"Ok, I'll see you there."
I throw the floo powder into the fireplace, and step in, "DIAGON ALLEY!" I shout and feel the weird feeling of being sucked thought time.
Thud.
I fall out of the grate and into the smoky interior of the Leaky Cauldron.
Draco: What is it with girls and being so obessed with shopping?
Hermione: You're more obessed with shopping than I am, Draco!
Pixie: Girls aren't all obessed with shopping Draco, I'm not, and I'm a girl. Anyway, did you like, didn't you, please R+R.
Draco: You might not be a girl...
Pixie and Hermione: SHUT UP DRACO! WE DON'T CARE WHAT YOU THINK!
Pixie: Feed the button, feed the button...