Chapter Twenty Nine: Shaking
Thousands of miles away, the last members of the resistance were crowded around a small TV and quietly watched Lucius and Regan's wedding. It had been an all day affair with various "experts" talking about what the dress might look like and analyzing every element of the ceremony. And then came the processional and the presentation of Regan, looking every bit the bride that she was supposed to be.
All the while, Charlie was continuously pacing in and out of the room, his eyes watching the TV closely. When he saw Regan, though, he remained completely still and watched her closely. Everybody was silent, nervous about the marriage going forward as planned.
"She's doing well," Hermione finally commented as the couple exchanged vows.
"The tears are a nice touch." Ron muttered, running a hand across his face.
"There's nothin' joyful about those tears," George commented with a focused eye. Charlie ground his teeth, his hands clenching into fists. Out of the corner of his eyes, Ron spotted his brother looking on edge and ready to hurt somebody.
"Charlie, if you can't watch then go outside." He insisted, making everybody turn from the TV to look at Charlie as he fumed in the doorway. He thought about arguing with his brother, but he knew that he was overly upset about this whole thing. So, he left and went outside to try and cool down. Everybody returned their attention to the TV, watching the rings being exchanged and Lucius eagerly kiss his new wife. They cringed, but were impressed when Regan smiled and acted as if she were indeed happy.
"Is he going to be all right?" Hermione quietly asked when she was sure that Charlie was out of the room.
"He'll be fine, he's just overly emotional." He muttered.
"He's way too attached to that girl," Percy muttered. "You know what happens when people become emotional. People make mistakes and people die."
"Percy! Don't say such things about your brother!" Molly exclaimed. "So what if he's interested in this girl? I see nothing wrong with him being upset about her marrying Malfoy."
"Well nobody's really pleased about the situation, but you have to do what you have to do sometimes." Ron muttered.
"You leave your brother alone," Molly fiercely told her son Percy. "And I don't want to hear another word about this out of anybody." She stormed away from the TV, disappearing into her room.
All the while, Narcissa sat in the back of the room and watched with intense fascination. She was impressed by Regan's capability to stand beside Lucius and instantly take on the role of a devoted wife. She suddenly noticed that people had begun to disperse to their rooms to prepare for bed. The broadcast of the wedding ended and the normal broadcast resumed, though all they could talk about was the wedding that they had just seen. Ron leaned back, glancing back to see that Narcissa was the only one that remained in the room.
"You all right?" He asked and Narcissa nodded, letting out a heavy sigh.
"The poor girl…she played her role well, though, don't you think?" Ron nodded.
"Yes, now we must wait for a few months for Regan's birthday." He smirked to himself. "It's strange that we've been hiding for so long, planning for this moment and now we have nothing to do but wait…feels a bit odd, don't it?" Narcissa nodded, slowly rising up from her seat and walking towards Ron.
"Regan will do exactly as she's supposed to and when we arrive at that party, we're going to destroy them all…and then the hard work begins." She patted his shoulder before she excused herself to her room. Ron sighed, watching the news broadcast roll and report on the latest stories of the day.
The hard work hadn't even begun…but Ron was more than ready for the challenge and was ready to reconstruct the Ministry and bring back the world that he had known. And if he couldn't accomplish his dream, then he would be happy to die trying.
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The wedding ceremony had been brief, but the reception had dragged on and on until Regan was sure that she would lose her mind. Toasts were made in their honor and she had to sit through an eight course dinner. She hardly had any appetite, making the dinner unbearable. And it didn't help that Lucius kept putting his hand on her knee and whispering horribly sexual things in her ear. She wanted to shove him away, but she had to sit there and endure his lecherous remarks. They danced together, his fingers brushing against her skin and touches lingering. He kept kissing her and Regan had to just let him do what he wanted. She felt overwhelmed and became sick when the crowd cheered for her to be taken away to prepare for the wedding night...
She walked with Astoria and held her hand tightly, unable to contain her shaking. There was nothing that Astoria could say that would make her feel more at ease. Regan was trying to prepare herself mentally for everything that was about to happen. She thought about Oskar for a moment, but that only depressed her and made her feel worse. So she focused on Charlie and his sweet smile and his strong hands and his soft, fierce kiss. She tried to picture his face; tried to see him when she closed her eyes, but she couldn't see him. All she saw was Lucius...and all she felt was sadness...
Astoria helped her get out of her dress and helped her remove her jewelry. They didn't speak as her hair was let down and she changed into a white lace sleeping gown. It seemed more like an evening gown and she couldn't imagine being able to sleep in this thing, but she figured that she wouldn't be sleeping in this anyway since Lucius would probably strip her down the moment he saw her.
Astoria was quick and by the time Lucius knocked on the door, she was ready to leave. She quickly opened the door to see an eager Lucius on the other side. He stepped in without being invited and bid his daughter-in-law goodnight before shutting the door in her face. Regan inwardly shuddered as he walked towards her and firmly placed his hands on her pale shoulders. She forced herself to look at him and found his eyes gleaming darkly.
He terrified her...
"So lovely," he whispered as he bent down and lightly kissed her cheek. Regan blushed as his lips remained pressed against her skin. He pulled back and pulled her to her feet, spreading her arms to get a good look at her. "I couldn't stop thinking about this all day..." He said darkly, his gaze lingering across her curves. He suddenly yanked her against his body, making her stumble and lean heavily against his chest. She could smell the whisky on his breath, wincing when he reached down and groped her ass.
"Can I have a moment?" She hesitantly asked before he could do anything else. Lucius was caught off guard as she slipped into the bathroom, slamming the door shut and locking it. She let out a small whimper, hearing Lucius stride across the room.
She couldn't do this...oh God, what the hell had she been thinking? Her hands were trembling and her teeth were chattering as her insides churned. She glanced around the large bathroom, their bathroom, and spotted the bottle of perfume that Draco had given to her. Trying not to spill any, she dragged the glass across her wrists and her her neck, frowning when the sweet scent wafted into her nose.
"Darling, are you all right?" Lucius asked as he tapped on the door. Regan jumped, nearly dropping the bottle. Her heart raced at the thought of breaking the glass and losing the precious contents.
"Fine," she quickly responded. "Just...just freshening up." Regan mentally cursed at how weak she sounded.
"Don't take too long...I don't like to be kept waiting." There was a hard edge in his voice that made Regan shudder. She mustered up whatever courage she had left, forcing herself to picture Charlie before straightening out and opening the door. As soon as she walked out, though, she stumbled back when she ran right into Lucius's bare chest. She blushed brightly when it became all too real.
Lucius was standing in front of her naked...and clearly, very excited...
"Feeling all right?" He asked, his voice low and his dark eyes sparkling. Regan hesitated, fighting the urge to turn around and disappear into the bathroom. But she hesitantly smiled, feeling the little food that she had eaten fight to escape.
"I'm fine." She said, leaning against the door frame. Lucius suddenly grabbed her shoulders, forcing her onto her knees and chuckling as he swatted her cheek.
"Open wide, dear." He muttered, grasping the back of her head and guiding her towards the head of his red, swollen dick. She turned her head slightly as if to avoid it, but there was no way that Lucius was letting her get out of this. He was suddenly inside her mouth and Regan wanted to vomit. He pushed his way to the back of her throat, making her stomach and thighs quiver. He started to thrust, letting his head fall back and a groan slither from his throat. Regan gagged with each thrust, tears rushing to her eyes. She couldn't do this...she couldn't breathe!
Lucius suddenly pulled back and Regan instantly fell onto her hands, coughing and sputtering as she inhaled deeply. He pulled her up by her arm, leading her to the bed before kissing her firmly. She was too sick to notice his fingers traced across her shoulders and slip the straps of her nightgown off. The silk pooled at her feet, a shiver traveling across her exposed skin. He forced her down on the bed, his fingers brushing against her stomach and the underside of her breast. He just kept staring...and when Regan tried to cover herself, he instantly swatted her hands away before bending down and taking a soft nipple into his mouth. He licked and sucked it until it was hard before biting down on it, making Regan cry out and push at his chest. He grabbed her wrists and held them above her head, chuckling when she whimpered.
He parted her legs with his knee and her eyes bulged in their sockets. There was no way that she was ready for...that. With a grunt, he thrust into her, their hips slapping against one another as Regan let out a strangled cry. She shut her eyes tightly, turning her face from his. This wasn't was it was like with Oskar...this hurt so much. She felt like he was cutting her in half; God when would it end?
Lucius didn't hold back. Even when she cried out, he kept going. His thrusts became fevered, as if she might slip away and he wanted to get as much use out of her as possible. Regan desperately tried to think of Charlie...think of Charlie think of Charlie...but Charlie would never do this to her. No, this was Lucius on top of her. Lucius was the one raping her...
And then, with a loud groan, it was finally over. Regan trembled, feeling Lucius grab her chin and messily kiss her as his thrusts began to slow. Oh God he had cum inside of her...she could feel the heat pooling in her stomach. He collapsed onto the bed, pulling her back against his chest and holding her close. He kept telling her that she was such a good fuck, but she just wanted him to stop...please God, make him stop...
When he fell asleep, Regan slipped from his embrace and rushed to the bathroom, locking the door behind her. His cum started to drip from inside her and trail down her thigh, making her gag. Regan fell over the toilet, emptying her stomach with a loud wretch. Tears poured down her face as the blood rushed to her face with every gag. When she had finally finished, she slid down onto the floor, silent tears streaking down her cheeks. She bit her bottom lip to keep from crying out, but she couldn't keep herself from sobbing. How many more times would she have to do that? God, this was torture. How could she ever do this with him again?
Regan gathered herself from off the floor, cleaning herself off before stumbling back to the bedroom. If Lucius didn't find her in bed the next morning, he would grow suspicious...and she couldn't allow that to happen. Despite her best instincts, she forced herself to get back into their bed. She curled up on the very edge of the bed, pulling up the heavy comforter and wrapping it tightly around her body. She fell into a fitful sleep filled with empty dreams and hopes of waking up alone...hoping that this had all just been a horrible nightmare...
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A/N: Did not enjoy writing this chapter...I hope that it turned out okay...
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Dragoon Dave: Draco has and always will be one of my favorite characters...and we'll see more from him later. And thank you again for your help. Seriously, would not have finished this without your help. I owe you a BIG favor.
