The Other Malfoy
Chapter 11: Obsessed
The Next Morning 9:44 AM Malfoy Manor Dining Room
Carina had woken up the next morning hoping everything had been a dream, but when she felt the locket against her skin, she knew she was facing a reality she dreaded. She sat
lifelessly at the dining room table, staring at her toast. She was not in the mood to eat; she was actually feeling quite nauseous. No one else was at the table; her father was at the
Ministry, her mother out to tea with some friends, and Draco was in his room doing God-knows-what. Carina sat quietly, as she had been for the past 2 hours, planning her next move.
Before she could completely commit to her thoughts, however, Draco came downstairs, an envelope in his hand. "This came for you," He grunted, throwing it on the table. She merely
raised her eyebrows. A letter for her? This was most unusual. She quickly reached for it and opened it to see what was written inside.
Dear Carina,
Your parents will be attending a meeting tonight and I have asked them to bring you along. I hope to see you there.
Forever Yours,
Tom
A note from Tom, no, Voldemort; he would always be Voldemort to her. He expected her to come to this meeting? But why? Well, she figured she wouldn't find out unless she went.
That evening, Carina joined her parents and brother at Voldemort's manor. They were sitting in the dining room, all the important followers chatting about some plan or another. Carina
found herself quite bored and allowed her mind to wander. Before she knew it, though, Voldemort stood up, saying something about an 'announcement'. Carina's attention peaked. "I
want to tell you all something very important," he began. "However, this must remain a private matter; do not tell this to anyone." Carina watched as everyone looked confused. Her
parents had a knowing look on their faces, Severus looked disturbed, and her Aunt Bella was practically drooling. Voldemort hesitated for a second before finally saying, "I have decided
to get married." Bella nearly fell off of her chair, while everyone else had uneasy smiles on their faces. Severus, however, had a strange look on his face. Was it fear? Suspicion? Carina
couldn't fathom his expression; to do so would be idiotic.
Suddenly, a man named Avery asked, "My Lord, have you chosen anyone yet?" Voldemort looked straight into Carina's wide eyes and said, "Carina." The next thing that happened was
a blur. Bella shrieked and jumped over the table and onto Carina, knocking her chair over. She gripped her throat tightly with one hand and aimed a wand at her with the other.
Everyone stood up and several people were yelling "Bella!" and "Let her go!" Carina felt water in her eyes; her vision blurred and her chest hurt from the impact and lack of air. Bella
continued to scream. All she kept saying was "He's mine, he's mine!" it was like she was possessed, no obsessed. Carina heard Voldemort's voice, loud and clear. "Bella," he said, "Let
Carina go this instant. You will not hurt her. Get off." These words, however calm, had no affect on Bella. She continued to suffocate Carina, though thankfully her wand remained
inactive. After what felt like an eternity, Bella was thrown off of her and hit the floor. Her father and another man had incarcerated her. Carina sat up slowly. She saw Voldemort
standing there with his wand out, a furious look on his face. Carina had never seen anyone so angry before; it was scary. "WHY DO YOU DO THIS, BELLA?" He roared. "I do not have
feelings for you; you are married, for Merlin's sake!" Carina looked at her Uncle Rudy, who was looking away, perhaps ashamed at the fact that he could never win his wife's affections.
Carina felt sorry for him. He was a nice man who always brought her sweets and imported chocolates. Bella continued to scream, "I love you, Master! You are only mine! She can't have
you! Mine! Mine! Mine!" Voldemort looked away in disgust. "Take her away, Lucius." He said. Bella was dragged off, shouting and fighting the whole time, until her voice was a mere
echo.
It seemed nobody had really noticed Carina on the floor, sitting quietly and shaking. Before she could pull herself up, however, Voldemort was dutifully at her side, helping her up. He
cupped her face in his hands and said, "I'm sorry, Carina. I'm sorry you had to see this. I'm sorry Bella's obsessed with me. She does this all the time, but I don't love her." He looked
like he was going to say something else, but seemed to decide against it. He gently kissed her forehead and whispered, "I will always protect you." Carina didn't doubt that, but she
reminded herself that the only protector she needed had been murdered by the man in front of her. Her only protection now was her revenge.