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Chapter 10
"Thank you." he said, referring to my being quiet.
"Yeah, yeah, let's get this civil conversation over with." I grumbled, waving my hand impatiently.
"Fine, I'll get to the point. The Dark Lord was pleased to find out that we are getting married. He believes that once we are married and have children," he smirked when I gagged at this, "that they will be very powerful. If this engagement is unsuccessful and you are uncooperative, then he will kill you, your father and me."
"I am not afraid to die." I said. "Death would be better than spending my life with you. Because, in case you've forgotten, pure-blood marriages are for life."
"But what of your father? Does he deserve to die?" Draco asked.
I gauged how long we had until we got to the castle, how long I had to negotiate.
"Fine. But on a few conditions." I said.
"What conditions?" He asked, his eyes narrowing.
"One, when we are in only each others company, we can act normal."
"Agreed." He said, a small smile slowly forming.
"Two, when we are in public, there will be no lovey dovey kissy crap." I said, smiling back.
"Negative. We will have to do the lovey dovey kissy crap because we will be being watched." He replied.
"By who?" I demanded.
"Crabbe and Goyle. They'd do anything to get in higher with the Dark Lord." He explained.
"Fine. Then my second condition is that you can't smother me. If I leave alone, I stay alone unless I ask you to come with me."
"Agreed." He said, his smile getting bigger.
I sat there, trying to come up with more conditions, but couldn't. I went completely brain dead.
"Two conditions, that's all?" he asked, a full smile on his face.
"Nope, one more. I can change or add to these conditions at any time." I said smugly.
"Agreed." He replied grudgingly.
And as soon as the word was out of his mouth the carriage stopped. Draco opened the door and got out, holding his hand out for me to take. I did and climbed out of the carriage. Blaise came up to Draco and handed my wand to him, which Draco gave to me.
"Have we resolved this issue?" Blaise asked his laughter barely in his voice.
"Yes," Draco said, putting his arm around my waist, "we have.
Blaise raised his eyebrows at me and I shrugged. The three pf us were joined by Crabbe and Goyle, then we set off towards the castle. When we walked into the Great Hall and sat down at the Slytherin table, my father looked at me curiously.
"I'll tell you later." I mouthed to him.
I sat down between Draco and Blaise and Pansy and Millicent Bulstrode sat down across from us. Draco gave Pansy a warning look and tightened his grip on my waist. I glared at him.
"Draco, love, if you squeeze me any tighter I won't be able to breathe." I said sweetly.
He loosened his grip a little. The Great Hall doors opened and McGonagall came in with the first years. She took them up to stand in front of the stool and sorting hat.
"Arten, Samuel." Called McGonagall.
A small boy climbed up onto the stool and put on the hat. His dark hair and facial expression made me think that he might be placed into Slytherin.
"He'd make a good addition to Slytherin." Draco whispered in my ear.
"Yes, he would. Now back up, you're in my bubble." I whispered back.
"Your conditions never said anything about a bubble." Draco said softly.
"Well they do now. Stay out of my bubble." I said.
I felt him pull away and thanked Merlin that he listens well.
"SLYTHERIN!" yelled the sorting hat and Samuel Arten came and sat down at the Slytherin table.
The rest of the sorting went like that, Draco and I commenting on who would make good Slytherins, which ones had Death Eater parents and so forth. The feast was like all the others, Dumbledore announcing that Snape was going to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher and some old man named Slughorn was going to be teaching potions. When the feast was over and we were dismissed Draco and I walked toward the dungeons.
"You'd better hurry. I hear your father is going to add something to his usual announcements." Draco said, smirking.
"Like what?" I asked, not really understanding.
Draco nodded towards my left hand and grinned, and I instantly knew what he was talking about.
"He's going to announce it to the whole house?" I screeched, earning a few curious stares.
"Of course." Draco said smugly as I ran toward the dungeon stairs.