Note: I do not own 'Harry Potter' but do own my own characters...if anything doesn't seem to jive with the books, it's not meant to...Hope you enjoy it...

"Look at our guest. All huddled into the corner like a Muggle."

"I'd rather be a Muggle than related to you. Hell, I'd rather be dead."

"That could be arranged."

"I know you have no qualms about killing family, dear uncle. You killed your own sister."

"I may have notified the Dark Lord about the whereabouts of a blood traitor but it was another who killed her," he said.

"With you there cheering them on, no doubt. So let me guess. You paid off the Wizengamot and got custody of me."

"Malfoys always get what they want."

"Well, I want the bloody hell out of here," Pyx yelled, attacking the cell door.

"Oh, you will be out of that cell momentarily but you will not be leaving the Manor. At least not until your wedding night."

"What the hell?!"

"As your guardian, I have accepted a proposal for you to marry into another prominent pureblood family. You will wed over the holidays."

"You've got to be shitty me. Isn't there an age limitation?" she hoped.

"No Malfoy child will be born out of wedlock," Lucius replied with a sneer.

Pyx let her uncle's comment sink in and she realized how they were going to support this marriage.

"That is so not happening. Besides, I was born out of wedlock and I am a Malfoy."

"That may be true but your mother was a blood traitor and no decent pureblood family would allow a bastard child to be born."

"May I dare ask who bought me for the highest price?"

"Never mind that. He will be here in a few days to finalize the arrangement. Now I could leave you in here until then or you could stay upstairs in a guest room. Your choice."

"I pick to get the hell out of here. Reducto!" she said, whipping out her wand.

The spell hit the cell door but did nothing. Lucius stood there and smirked. It just pissed Pyx off more. She tried a couple more spells and then got really angry. She thought like her uncle and smirked. She pointed her wand out of the little opening and cast a spell.

"Imperio!"

The spell hit Lucius and he stumbled. Pyx approached the door more and looked at her uncle.

"Open the door," she ordered.

Lucius fought the spell but still opened the door. She exited the cell and ordered him to take her out of there. She hid behind him as he led the way up from the dungeons. Pyx saw the front door and tried running to it.

"Petrificus Totalus!"

Pyx was trapped in her own body for the second time that day. Her solid body was turned over and she looked up at Lucius. His face was red and his hair was haphazard. He smoothed it out and glared at the girl.

"How dare you use an Unforgivable on me," he bellowed. "Crucio!"

Even petrified, she could feel the pain from the curse. Her body felt like thousands of hot pokers were being jabbed into her skin. She couldn't scream or move from the stunning spell. Lucius eventually stopped the curse and levitated Pyx up the stairs to a room. He pried the wand from her fingers and pocketed it. He left her on the bed and backed up.

"Finite Incantatem! Imperio!"

Pyx didn't have a chance to do anything before the second spell hit her. Her eyes glazed over and she laid there.

"Sit up. You will change into robes befitting a Malfoy and come down to eat. You will not go against your aunt or myself. You will love living here and call us Uncle and Aunt. Your fiancé will be here soon and you will go through with the wedding."

Pyx nodded her head in agreement as she sat on the edge of the bed.

"Besides your uncle, who do you love? Who would you die to protect?" he asked.

"Nev," she answered quietly.

"Who?"

"Neville Frank Longbottom."

Lucius sneered and told her to get changed. He left her to owl Draco and to set things in motion.