A/N: Sorry it has taken me so long to get this chapter up, i have been so busy lately. ): I hope i can get the next chapter up quicker next time.
Special thanks goes to Slinkiee for taking the time to review. :D
Chapter 10
"So...What are we going to do today?" Pandora asked looking over at Lucius, who lay next to her, laughing at his ridicuolusly feather covered form, guessing she looked just as bad as he did. Lucius looked startled for a moment before laughing.
"You know, i honestly don't remember." He said causing the pair to errupt into laughter.
Pandora and Lucius lay on the bed laughing until Orange appeared with a pop. Lucius sat up quickly, wand at the ready, while Pandora sat up rolling her eyes. She put a gentle hand on Lucius' arm.
"It is just Orange, LUcius." She said motioning toward the frightened elf. Lucius let out a heavy sigh,lowered his wand and scowled at the trembling elf. Pandora looked up at Lucius to see him giving the elf the 'Malfoy glare' she had came to recognize with extreme aggitation. She rolled her eyes before turning her attention to Orange.
"Orange?" She asked, kneeling in front of the trembling elf. "What is the matter?"
"Beggin' your pardon Missus Pandora, Master Malfoy, but Missus Narcissa is here to see you Master. She is requesting you come alone sir." Orange said casting a worried glance back and forth between Pandora and Lucius.
Lucius' scowled deepened and his face turned to a cold stoney mask. He stood abruptly and with a swish of his wand, changed his attire to black dress robes.
"Get back to work Orange." Lucius' ordered before gliding out of the door, slamming the door shut after him, with out even a backwards glance at Pandora.
The door slammed shut. The resounding click echoed in the silent room, signaling the door had been locked.
"Beggin' your pardon missus, but Orange has to get back to her work." Orange said before dissapearing from the room with a pop.
Pandora frowned, and went over to the door. She tried to open it normally, before trying to unlock it with an unlocking spell. The door would not even budge.
Question after question ran through her head.
Why did he feel the need to lock her in her room?
Was Narcissa more important than her?
Was she just a toy for him to impregnate?
Did he even care for her?
Did she mean so little?
Did he even...love her?
A tear ran down her cheek at such thoughts. She backed away from the door and walked into the bathroom where she drew herself a hot bath. She undressed and slid into the scalding water. She took up a sponge and began to wash herself. As tear after tear rolled down her cheeks.
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