TEN

Savanah blinked nervously, keeping her eyes closed for seconds at a time to try and pass the time more quickly, as well as the embarrassment. She wanted to fling the blankets over her head in shame and humiliation.

Lucius walked in the room and closed the door behind him, turning on the lights as he passed them. The lights were dim. Draco got off her and both she and him got off the bed, standing in his father's presence. She pulled the T-shirt back on.

"Drac-Savanah," he chose whom he wanted to talk to and looked at her. "You have become very beautiful girl. Draco, get out."

"You're drunk, Father!" he shouted, shocked.

"Draco, get out," he said again.

"I will not!" Draco moved in front of Savanah, blocking her from his father. She trembled with fear.

"Draco, I am warning you, move out of my way and get out of this room," he threatened. Draco didn't budge as Lucius approached them.

His father raised his hand, as though to backhand Draco. Savanah closed her eyes. She didn't want to see this. The smack came, loud and hard. Giving into the temptation to see what was going on, she opened her eyes to find Lucius standing in front of her. Draco on the ground, Lucius continued to close in on her.

"You don't want to do this," she advised him, "You're drunk, don't make the mist-take. Just leave now, just go and I won't tell my parents."

"It's too late for that, Savanah," he notified her. She continued backing away, slow and cautiously.

"Come on, Lucius, you want me to marry Draco..." she pointed out, "You really don't want to do this..."

"Oh, but I do-" Savanah hit the wall. Tears spilled over in her eyes as he touched her cheek.

"No! Don't!" she pleaded as he lowered his hands to his pants, beginning to undo his zipper, while holding both of her hands roughly against the wall above her head.

He brought his eyes as well as his hands down to her body and began to massage her waist, steadily going lower, trying to push the skirt off of her hips. "Stop it, Lucius," she commanded, scared to death. "I said STOP IT!" she screamed at the top of her lungs, pleading that someone would hear her. But she knew that no one could through the magically silenced walls of the tent, or over the loud banging coming from the celebrations outside.

He didn't stop, one of his hands went to her thigh while the other held her in place. She began shaking with such fear; fear that she never believed she could have felt. She tried pulling her arms free and pushing him away but he was too strong. He smacked her when she tried and rubbed his ...ugh... against her thigh.

"Don't worry, Savanah, I'll be gentlel it won't be as bad as you thin-" Lucius fell to the floor at the mercy of Draco's hand. He had stood up from the floor and punched his father in the cheek.

"Come on, he won't be out for long," Draco let her know. "Or maybe he will, giving the dark man a second glance. Savanah nodded and began to walk out of the room with Draco when she realized she didn't have any clothes on. Hurrying back into the room nervously, Savanah grabbed the pair of jeans she had brought and threw them on. Picking up her wand off the dresser, she met Draco again in the hallway, who was now wearing jeans and a shirt.

The two of them left the tent, silently sneaking past Narcissa, Sarah, and Nicolas, who were all getting drunk as well. When they arrived outside, they saw most of the people were still celebrating.

The fear of getting caught by someone, she didn't know who, erupted inside Savanah, she began to walk more quickly, sensing her emotions, sped up with her. They passed tons of men and women getting drunk as they passed through the campground. The Irish celebrated the winning of their team with loud fireworks and war cries. Savanah felt herself move closer to Draco each time she saw another drunken man. He put his arm around her in a protecting way, not a teasing way, as he had done so many times since that morning. It was like he was trying to tell her everything would be okay. It was over now. She understood this and relaxed under the tension of his arm.

She kept thinking about what had happened, and dry heaved. Draco whispered in her ear, "I'm so sorry, Savanah, but please don't tell anyone. It will only make him angrier. I won't let him touch you again, I promise."

Much to his shock, she put her own arm around him, insuring him of the same things, taking in his promises of comfort. Even though she was sure he probably didn't need it, it still helped her, being even closer to her guardian, her protector.

Starting toward the forest as they reached the edge of the campground, they stopped on the edge of the trees and sat under a tree trunk.

"Draco?" Savanah said uncertainly.

"Mmm?" he purred.

"Thank you. I mean for...helping me back there..." she nervously pecked him on the cheek quickly. He smirked at her action. "What's going to happen? I mean with your father?"

"Oh." Draco paused, clearly thinking, "He never remembers in the mornings anyway, Savanah. I'm really sorry he did that."

"It happened before," she didn't need for him to respond to understand his answer, many times , "Don't apologize for your father, Draco, you helped me, you hit your own father in the jaw. That has got to take some bravery," she complimented. He smirked at her remark, but said nothing. "One more thing, Draco?" she said after quite a while of the silence of the night and the feel of his arm around her waist.

"Yeah, what?"

"Would you please stop teasing me, I mean, you've had your fun, haven't you?" she inquired, a light blush coming to her cheeks.

"I don't think I have," he laughed and started to pull Savanah closer.

"Draco!" She hit him playfully.

He pulled her onto his lap and gave her a long, fiery kiss. Her heart began to beat out of rhythm again, faster and harder. The nerves in her stomach overtook her mind. It was like he could sense her butterflies, for the kiss changed, it was more...needy and excited...but still passionate. The change of the kiss was hard to explain, but her actions weren't. She pulled herself even closer to him, if that was possible, every curve and contour of their bodies interlocked, but a series of bangs erupted in the distance that distracted them, and caused Draco to shift uncomfortably beneath her, shifting her off of him as he stood. Savanah followed suit.

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