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So, I'm trying to make my chapters longer, but this means that the gap will be longer between each update. The reason? I have my GCSE's coming up. In fact I have already started to take them. Id you don't know what GCSE's are, well they are the tests that all English teens have to take before the can leave school. They basically are the difference between a good job and a bad one. SO, they're pretty important.
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It felt like any other mourning when I woke up. Draco was beside me, snoring slightly with his arm thrown over my waist and his legs tangled with mine. I stared at him, smiling at how peaceful he seemed, before extracting myself from his hold and moving into the bathroom. Before my shower I took a moment to take a look at the bite. There was a gooey see through substance leaking out of it, so I cleaned it quickly and then placed a new, waterproof bandage around it. After the shower I fact there was still a moved back into my room, noticing the clothes laid out over the chair on my vanity table.
Mia
The Dark Lord will be here to see you at 12.
I have picked out what you will wear. Be in the dining hall at half past eleven.
Lucious Malfoy
I sighed and fingered the black dress he had picked for me. Masculine arms found there way around my waist, and Draco pressed his front to my back "What you go here?" He questioned, his head resting on my shoulder
"A dress your father has picked out for me, he wants me to meet the Dark Lord in it." said, showing Draco the letter. "What's the time?"
"Eight. We've got just enough time..." Draco started to press open mouth kisses on my neck, making me lean my head to the side to give him more room. I sighed, leaning into him
"We really shouldn't." I said, my voice coming out more breathy then I would have liked.
"I wasn't suggesting that." Draco said, pulling away. I huffed and turned to face him.
"Course not." I replied with a pout. Draco laughed and walked towards me
"How about a shower?"
"Had one thanks." I replied with a shrug, although my mind was instantly going through all the possible outcomes
"But you haven't had a bath? You have to have a bath!" He said, pretending to be outraged, throwing his arms out to the side. I laughed and shook my head at him. I tied my hair into a high bun, making sure that there was no stray bits as I started to walk past him. I reached him and let the towel drop, and then carried on walking.
"You coming?" I asked him once I had reached the door to the bathroom. Draco smirked and ran towards me.
I squeaked, as Draco got closure, moving backwards until I was fully in the bathroom. Draco flickered his wand as he came in and the bath started to run, as he started to undress. Feeling self conscious, I climbed into the bath, letting the water run around me and pulled my knees to my chest, lying my head on them and watched Draco dress. "See something you like, baby girl?" he asked, once he was completely naked, and facing me.
"Maybe." I replied, watching as Draco flexed his muscles. "You getting in?" I asked
"Maybe." He replied in the same sarcastic tone. But he got in, climbing into the bath behind me. "Hows your leg?" he asked, stroking my back lightly
"Its fine. Just old scars."
"You said last night." Draco replied, there was something in his voice that made me feel like he thought I was lying, but I couldn't but my finger on it.
"No bubbles?" I asked, deciding that a change of subject would be best. Apart from the heavy make out sessions that we had gone through, Draco and I had never both been naked at the same time. Sure we had seen each other naked, but never together.
"Nope." Draco replied, his hands on my shoulders. "Lean back?" he asked, his voice commanding with the question. I didn't hesitate to lean into him, stretching my legs out in front of me. "Fucking hell woman." He sighed, his hands running down my sides. Using my toes I turned the water off, noticing how it was starting to lap against the edges of the bath. "Your perfect." He muttered straight into my ear, making me squirm and him moan as a result. He placed one of his hands on my stomach, stretching it out and applying the faintest amount of pressure "I wouldn't do that. Unless your willing to deal with the result." he muttered, his voice husky
"What if I am?" I replied
"Well then, continue." So I did, I wiggled my bum a bit more, making the water splash against the sides of the bath. "Damn it woman." Draco moaned once more, his hand that had been holding me still, started to move upwards, until it was cupping my breast. I moaned as his thumb and forefinger started to roll my nipple in between them. Draco then lowered his head, coming to stop at my neck where he placed open mouthed kisses on my neck. Draco then brought his other hand over my body, starting at my shoulder, down my side, down my stomach and then he cupped that place. With another moan Draco started to stroke me, gentle at first, going faster and rougher as he switched breasts.
"Tell me what you want, baby girl." He whispered
"Please."
"please, what?"
"Finger me." I said, just about able to get the words out as another moan broke out.
"With pleasure." He sighed, and slipped a finger into me. I moaned at the feeling of it.
Draco's thumb stroked my clit, and added another finger. I arched into him. Moaning his name. I could fell Draco's hardness against the small of my back.
"Say my name." Draco demanded, taking my ear lope into his mouth "Say who you belong to."
"You. Draco...yours." I said. I could fell the coil tightening in my stomach, making me moan and wither in Draco's hold.
"Mine." Draco growled, sending me other the edge.
When I had come down from my high, I smiled, still feeling the affects of Draco's magical fingers. I leaned into him, resting my head against his shoulder and turning my face to kiss him soundly on the lips. "Wow." I muttered, my eyes still hooded. I turned in the bath, so that I was facing Draco. The bath seemed to get bigger as I moved, allowing me to put y legs around Draco waist "Do you..." I gestured down to Draco's prominent erection
"No."
"You sure?" I asked, feeling like I should do something in return for what he just did for me.
"Im very sure." He said, leaning forward to capture my lips. "And anyway you need to start getting ready."
"Do I have to?" I whined, moving my hands to play with Draco's hair
"Yes, off you go." I sent Draco a glare, before climbing out of the bath. I wrapped myself in a towel, and turned to face Draco, to find him starring at me,
"Like what you see?"
"Of course." He replied with a smirk. I rolled my eyes at him and walked out, taking my hair down as I did.
"You ready?" Draco asked. We were supposed to be down to meet Lucious in ten minutes, and I was sitting at my vanity table, starting to panic. Draco walked over to me and wrapped his arms around my shoulders, we locked eyes in the mirrors "Calm down." He muttered, wresting his chin on my head "It will be fine." I laughed "No matter what happens, my Dad wouldn't let anything happen to you." I let out another laugh
"your a liar Draco Malfoy." I said, standing up
"OK, maybe I am. But you will be fine. I'll be there for the most part." I rolled my eyes, and turned so that we were facing each other, his arms still around my shoulders. "I'll be there at they end no matter what." I offered him a small smile
"Come on then." I said, moving out of his hold and then placing my hand in the crook of his arm.
We meet Lucious in the dinning hall preciously on time. He was already there, sitting in his seat at the head of the table "There you two are. Come sit. Mia, you look lovely. I knew that dress would look perfect on you." The dress was a plain black dress, falling about mid thigh, it had a plunging neckline and a slit up the side of the leg. I wore plain back heels and minimal jewellery, going light on the make up as well.
"Thank you." I replied, going to sit in my normal seat
"When the Dark Lord gets here, you will stand until he sits himself. You will address him as the Dark Lord of My Lord. You will be polite to the point of sickness and will do anything he asks of you. Have you got that?" Lucious asked. I nodded and offered him a smile, really wanting to hit him "Draco, you will have to take a step back and unless the Dark Lord addresses you directly you will not even be noticed."
"Yes father."
"Ah, Lucious." We stood.
"My Lord." Lucious said, walking towards Voldermort and bowing his head. "I would like you to meet Mia Snape." Lucious brought voldermort towards me, and I moved round the side of my chair, giving myself enough room to curtesy
"Yes, we have had the pleasure of meeting already." I rose to stand again, "I trust you are well?"
"Yes My Lord. Lucious takes good care of his guests." I saw Lucious smirk at me out the corner of my eye
"And you already know my son Draco." Draco nodded at Voldermort, making it look like a respectful bow.
"Draco, it is good to see you again."
"Shall we be seated?" Lucious asked. Voldermort agreed and went to sit in Lucious's seat, Lucious sat on his opposite side, facing Draco.
"Draco, swap seats with Mia." Voldermort ordered. Draco stood, and pulled my chair out, allowing me to sit where he had just been, and then tucked it back in once I had been seated. "So, Mia, have you thought about my offer?"
"Straight to the point, as always." I said, looking at the snake like man in front of me. "Yes, I have. I would like to join you." I took Draco's hand under the table, trying to get some comfort out of him
"Very good." Voldermort beamed at me, it was unnerving to say the least. It made me want to run away and never look back, But I didn't "Before you join though, I have a mission for you." I nodded, leaning forward, hoping I looked eager "I have heard that you are close to Potter?"
"We talk, but I wouldn't say we were close." I responded
"Luciuos said you had an owl from him at Christmas?"
"I did my Lord."
"And in it did it not say you were friends?"
"We were friends for a short while at school. After the...incident." I said, Voldermort understood what I was saying as he smirked at me. Dracos hand squeezed mine, but I didn't turn away from Voldermort "I decided it would be best if we stopped. He agreed."
"Well, I wont you to be friends with him again. In fact, I wont you to make him think that you are in love with him."
"What?" Draco screeched, standing
"Problem young Malfoy?" Voldermort asked, his eyes shooting to Draco, he started to finger his wand. I stood as well, and turned to Draco, taking both his hands in mine
"Draco, please baby." I said, he looked at me. His whole body was tense. We stared at each other for a minute, and then nodded, sitting back down, I id the same
"If you course any more disturbances, I will ask you to leave." Voldermort said, as if he was the Lord of the manor. Draco nodded, and placed his hand on my knee. I did the same to him, trying to keep him calm.
"As I was saying, before I was interrupted, I would like you to get to know the Potter boy, you are to make him fall in love with you, and then lead him to me." I didn't say anything, instead, making it look like I was going over what Voldermort had just told me. "Mia, I will not ask, this is what you will be doing for me." I nodded, and smiled at him, trying to make the tight feeling in my chest go away, so that I didn't look as bad as I was feeling at that moment. "Right, Lucious, were is lunch?"
Through the whole of lunch myself and Draco were tense, not talking unless we were spoken to and not letting go of each other at any time. After lunch we were excused so that Lucious and Voldermort could talk, we went straight to Draco's den.
"Calm down." I said to Draco as soon as the door was shut. I placed him onto one of the chairs and placed myself in his lap "We'll work it out. We'll figure it out." I said, running my fingers through his hair
"I don't want to lose you Baby Girl." He muttered into my neck, wrapping his arms around my waist.
"And you won't." I muttered, pulling him tighter to me. We sat in silence, just holding each other for a while.
"Master Lucious would like Mia to be in the green room now." Came a voice from the doorway. I turned my head to see a house elf leaving.
"No." Draco muttered holding me tighter
"I have to. I'll be back as soon as I can." I muttered, extracting myself from Draco.
If I was honest I was petrified as I made my way to the Green room. And when I reached he door it grey tenfold as I realised Lucious was standing outside the room, instead of being inside it. "Do as your told." HE warned, before opening the door.
The green room was a large cold room, with a window seat over looking they extensive Malfoy gardens. There was two hard backed chairs, facing each other, and a chase on they opposite wall to the window. The fourth wall was covered with artefacts, looking perfectly normal, ye perfectly dangerous. Unlike they other rooms there were no portraits in this room.
"Mia, please, sit." Voldermorts cold voice hissed at me. As I walked to the open seat, Voldermort came into view. I sat opposite him. Allowing all the things I had picked up from Cissy about pureblood manners come through, I sat up straight, crossed my ankles and placed my hands in my lap. "So, Mia Snape, you have caused quite a stir in the upper circles of wizarding society." He commented, eyeing me
"It was not my wish."
"Of course not, girl. It was simply an observation. Although I would like to know more about your past. You were brought up by muggles were you not?"
"Yes." I replied, straining with the effort of keeping him out of my head as he tried to get in.
"What was it like?" You already know, I felt like biting back at him. But I held it in, covering it in a wall in my mind, instead pushing some of my happier memories to the front of my mind. When my mother was alive.
"It was happy. They took good care of me. I never needed nor wanted for anything." It was then, like it always was, that the memories of my mothers death arrived. I tried pushing them them away, to the back of my mind, where he wouldn't be able to see them, but I failed. Voldermort grabbed hold of the wisp of the memory, pulling at it with such force that I ad no choice but to show him.
Images of mum in her hospital bed, pale and skinny, wires and tubes coming out of her like extra limbs.
Her later, her hair starting to fall out, her mood swings, her being sick, her bones breaking easily. Her dying.
I pulled myself out of my thoughts. Not allowing him to see any more. With a unsteady breathe I calmed myself. Voldermort, surprisingly gave me a minute. "The muggle died?" He questioned when I was calm.
"Yes my mother died." I could see Voldermort take in tha I had called her my mother.
"What about you father?" He spat the word
"That monster is not any relation of mine." Voldermort observed me for a moment, and I allowed the images through... It started by us not talking, then they arguments. It was during one of these arguments...the worst one we had ever had...that he first laid a hand on me. At first he was sorry, and couldn't stop apologising. I accepted this. But he didn't, and we stopped talking again. Then he started drinking. The drinking lead to him admitting what we both already knew. That I was the one responsible for my mothers death. That if I was a truly powerful witch I could have healed her. The hitting started up again here. Soon becoming that he would hit me for anything, even if I was in the right.
"Why are you not cooking?" he shouted, barging into my room. I was on my bed, nursing the injuries I had received from the night before.
"I cant move." I gasped out
"I do not care! Get downstairs!"
"I cant!" I begged
"Then you will be punished." He walked towards me, unsteady, before falling on top of me. His alcohol stained breathe, hitting me straight in the face and making me cringe.
I cut the memory of their.
"That man was your father?" I nodded, and stood, moving to the window "You turn your back on me?" Voldermort seethed. I nodded, holding onto the wall. "Crucio." The spell hit me in the back, causing my knees to buckle and I curled in on myself. Although the pain was unbearable I would not allow myself to cry out "Come here." Voldermort ordered, once he had released me from the clutches of that spell.
I stood on shaky legs and made my way over "Kneel." I dropped to my knees by the arm of the chair. I felt his fingers weave themselves into my hair "Stronger men have screamed under half the time you spent in my crucio." I closed my eyes, my face facing the floor "I do not wish to hurt you." The way he pulled on my head made me doubt this statement. He pulled me upwards by my hair, then moving me into his lap. "I wish to know if your relationship with Draco will be bad for your mission." he asked, his hand on my thigh, they other now wrapped in the hair at the nape of my neck.
"No my lord." I said
"Good, because I will remove him if he does."
"He wont." I assured him, as he started moving his hand upwards. I had instant flash backs to the classroom with the so called Professor.
"You are thinking of him when the Dark Lord deems you specially enough to be touched by him?"
"Sorry." I muttered, like that was enough to get him to stop whatever he was planning.
"You should feel honoured." He hissed directly into my ear
"I do." I said, desperately. He ignored me, pushing me roughly of his lap and onto the floor.
"Next time you will receive me in a more becoming way." He hissed before standing "That's all you are good fore. Your own father knew that." He left.
Was he right? I asked myself, starring at the image of me, reflected in the mirror. My dad? Voldermort? Professor Dullop? They only wanted me because they could use me. I never thought about it before. I always pushed it to the back of my mind; allowed other people's needs and worried to take over my won. I always allowed others to use me.
"Mia, you in here?" I heard Draco call from the main room. I wiped my eyes as I walked into the room. "How'd it go?" he asked, falling onto my bed
"we talked."
"Come here." he said, opening his arms to me. I stayed still "No? I'll just come to you them." he said, getting up and walking towards me.
"Draco?"
"Yes baby?" He responded, his voice husky. I turned away from him. This didn't stop him though. Draco just wrapped his arms around me and started on my neck.
"Draco, stop."
"Why?" I sighed, knowing he wasn't going to.
"Why are you with me?" I asked, closing my eyes tightly. Draco ran his hands up and down the ides of my body before he answered
"For your rocking body." he was joking. I knew he was. So dont ask me why I overreacted.
"get out." I hissed
"What?" Draco asked, his face still buried in my neck
"Get. Out." I said, more clear. Draco stilled, moving away from me.
"why?"
"Just get out." I turned, not sure whether I was angry or about to cry.
"Why? What have I done baby girl?"
"GO!" I shouted
"Not until you tell me what I've done." I saw read and moved forward, lashing out at Draco. He used his arms to cover his head
"Mia, baby, stop...ow...MIA!" Draco was at the door and with a final push he was out my door, and I slammed in his face.
I locked it, and then ran forward to my wand, before firing all the locking spells I knew at it.
I could hear Draco on they other side trying to open the door and failing. I walked to the door, resting my forehead against it "Please, Draco, please go." I whispered, knowing he could hear me.
"Mia-"
"Please." I begged
"Fine. We will talk." He sounded resigned. Without checking to see if he was gone I walked to my desk, determined to keep my mind occuped.
Dear Professor McGonagall
I'm sorry but I'm not going to bother with pleasantries. Please forgive me.
I meet him today. I felt it was important to convey what happened as soon as possible. He's given me a mission. He wants me to get to Harry. Obviously. He wants me to get Harry to fall in love with me, and then shatter him.
I have no choice. He has spy's everywhere. Even in the Order.
We need a plan. Please.
The elf that I am sending this with is named Gypsy. She is perfectly safe. Send your reply back with her.
Yours sincerely,
Mia Snape
I sighed, before calling Gypsy "Could you take this to Professor McGonagall of Hogwarts? Don't leave until you have her reply. Please Gypsy." I hated using her, but this was important
"Gypsy will do as Miss asks." She took the letter, and disappeared. With a tense sigh, I ran my fingers through my hair.
"Shower." I muttered to myself, heaving myself from the chair and dragging my tired body towards the shower. I turned the shower on, letting the water run as I stripped before stepping into the shower.
I concentrated on the feel of the water as my muscles started to relax. I spent an hour in the shower, concentrating on the feel of the water not letting my mind wonder.
"Miss?" I jumped slightly, dropping the book I had been reading and turned to look at the Gypsy. "Gypsy sorry for time. The woman with the funny voice wouldn't reply until she had met people."
"Its fine. Thankyou." I gave Gypsy a small smiled and then started to read the letter.
Dear Miss Snape
Thank you for informing me of your mission.
I agree that you would need to carry this mission out. As much as I hate to admit it I know he has spy's at Hogwarts.
Do you think we could meet? The Order agree. This is to important to do over letters, though I do understand if you can not.
Professor
Without a halt, I burnt the letter with my wand.