Natiley P.O.V

Draco made you fully aware that you cannot back out, regardless how dark things were going to get. That whatever you were told to do by his family and the dark lord, you had to bite your tongue hard and just do it. He constantly told you that if you refused anything, the consequences would be severe or much worse.

He made sure you knew that as soon as you were wed, you were in this for life and needed to start acting like a Malfoy. That no one was saving you from this and you were now with him no matter what.

With that, your heart had been heavily conflicted, by everything of late he seemed to be the only reason to have any kind of motivation. Deep down you could tell that you have been drifting to the dark and straying from the good side. Your parents were right, you were not 'good'. Inside, you could not take the battle of wanting to be that better person and it had been showing in your actions. It was almost fate that you are were going to become a Malfoy. Almost like something or someone was pushing you to do and want to do such heinous crimes.

Something else was toying with your heart and mind though, Draco.

Was it just lust or maybe something more? Recently, when you looked at him you got that sensation in your stomach. It was butterflies, he made you feel this way especially at any touch from him. You enjoyed the feeling, until a dark cloud would creep up and ruin it for you. That dark cloud was what you would have to do with him, kill your headmaster and be his wife.

You knew you did not have it in you to take a life, the thought never came into your head before. The headmaster that everyone loved, especially the golden trio. Could you both take that life away from them?

Harry, Ron, and Hermione flashed into your head with a scenario of them watching you and Draco murder Dumbledore. The horror across their faces made you almost sick. What were you going to do? You had to keep this from them, Cho and Cedric at all costs. What if your best friends and friends found that you did end up killing him? Could you live with the guilt of killing the greatest wizard of all time?

Draco and you decided to spend the weekend in the Room of Requirement, just so you could be away from everyone. To learn to trust one another, understand what was going to happen soon and to literally just be together sense you were to be husband and wife. When it came down to it, you were in this together and there was no stopping what would be unfolding in the coming months.

'Are you scared? ' You said in a soft whisper, you could feel his chest tense up against your shoulder when you said the first word.

Neither of you had spoken for a while, as the fire crackling was the only sound you both heard for what seemed like an hour or so, since the ring was placed upon your ring.

Laying on your back on the couch, you had your hand slightly up in the air moving it slowly, so the diamonds glittered from the light of the fire and the candles that stayed lit on the coffee table.

Draco was lying next to you; his hand slowly worked its way up your arm. Feeling his cold Slytherin ring glide across your skin, made you let out a low gasp as his hand finally reached your ring. His fingers entwined with yours, bringing it back to your chest as he leaned into you.

'I want to say no, but I don't want to lie to you.'

He let out a sigh, letting go your hand. He brought his hand up to your face, pulling you over to look at him. Your gazes met, his eyes were so tired and searching yours for some sort of comfort. You wanted to speak but no words could find their out, as you saw the corner of his lips draw up into a half smile.

'Emeralds. '

Your brows furrowed as you were confused at his word. He leaned down as he pulled your face up to his lips, he pulled back from you for a moment almost hesitant to kiss you. He let his forehead rest on yours, closing his eyes as he sighed, his breath smelled of fresh mint.

'Promise me, that you will always be there when I need you. ' He paused, inhaling slowly to speak again. 'No matter the situation, Natiley. '

'I promise. '

Your hands reached up for his neck, pulling him down to you. You become locked in a deep kiss; it was extremely passionate as both your lips moved in prefect sync with another. He bit and sucked at your bottom lip with one last soft bite, pulling at it with his teeth and eventually letting go.

Looking at each other, he is brushed his thumb over your bottom lip slightly pulling it down. You looked at him confused as his smile went to the side and he cocked his head to the side.

'Since we are sober this time...'

You cut him off as you let out a laugh. 'Shut up Malfoy. '

You pushed him off you and pushed him backwards, to the other side of the couch. He landed on his back with a grin, as you crawled on top of him.

'I told you not to call me that. ' He rolled his eyes, as you sat on top of his waist.

'What are you going to do? Looks like it's my turn to take control. '

Before he could get a word out, you put your hand to his throat and squeezed it lightly. Both his hands reached for your wrist as he looked at you curiously. Then he quickly reached up for your neck, pulling you down to meet his gaze, as you now both held each other's throats, but he was squeezing yours tighter.

'Show me what you got '

He let go, as you pulled him up to you and let your lips crash with another. You broke away to take off your shirt, then reaching down and unbuttoning his dress shirt. Revealing his chest, you bent down and started kissing into neck and eventually down to his chest, as you kept your eyes locked on his the further you went down reaching his belt.

He raised an eyebrow at you, as your fingers traced the belt, you undid it and pulled his pants off, leaving his black briefs on.

You got up from the couch in just your bra and underwear, walking to the other side of the couch running your hand over the edge of it.

'What are you doing? ' He got to edge of the couch, watching you with a confused look.

'Just being a tease. Show me that you really want it, instead of letting me give in to you like always.'

You stopped at the far end of the couch, watching him as you twirled a piece of your hair in your fingers.

He got up, walking over to you and rubbed his lip with his thumb.

You turned around and leaned against the arm rest of the couch, 'I think it's more, that you like when I take control of you. Even though, you claim, you are not my...property. '

You shot him a dirty look at the word 'property', trying to walk off but he grabbed you by your arms, turning you around and forcing you over the arm rest.

'Draco! Seri-' But you were cut off when your face was shoved into the pillow. He then grabbed your hair, twisting it in his hand and turning your head to the side so you could breathe.

'Don't ever call me Malfoy again. '

He said in a serious tone, feeling your underwear slide down your legs and before you knew it he leaned right into you, making you let out a moan and gripping the pillow your head rested on.

Draco P.O.V

We laid on the ground by the fireplace, wrapped in the blankets and pillows, as the warmth washed our over tired bodies. She laid next to me, on top of her chest sleeping soundly. I had myself propped up on my arm, seeing his bare back uncovered, revealing her tattooed stars that went from her neck down to the middle of her back.

I placed my finger at the first one, slowly moving it down tracing each one. The goosebumps formed at my touch; I caught her sleepy eyes with my mine.

'Why stars? ' I whispered, still tracing them, as she stayed still with her smile.

'I always wanted a tattoo, something different but wanted to piss off my Hufflepuff parents. So, I got my stars, they remind me of my house Ravenclaw but more so I also find myself looking up to the stars wanting more out of life. ' She trailed off, in her thoughts.

'I like your stars.' I said as I leaned back on laid on my back, pulling the blankets over both of us and closing my eyes till darkness fell over me.

I was suddenly home, but my mother was crying hysterically on the stairs. I tried to speak but no words would come out of my mouth. My legs carried me past her, as I opened the double doors to our grand ballroom, that had been converted to host the Dark Lords meetings

I saw the death eaters gathered; their masks covered their faces as they looked down the long oak table. They ignored my presence looking towards the dark lord who was at the other end of the table, his wand pointed towards someone. My legs moved a few feet towards what he had been pointing at, it was Natiley. She stared at me terrified, looking severly beat up and she was crying. Her parents were hysterical, beside her but bound at their hands with rope.

'Curcio'

Natiley let out the sharpest scream I had ever heard causing my eyes to open quickly, making me sit up instantly gasping for air.

Natiley sat up at my movemnts, trying to grab my arm but I jerked away at her touch almost jumping back.

'Draco, it's okay! It's okay! Im right here. '

I sat there shaking in a cold sweat, trying to catch my breath and trying to understand, that it was just a dream.

Natiley P.O.V

A week had passed since your long weekend in the Room of Requirement with Draco. You both seemed to be on the same level of understanding everything and now each other.

He showed some, but not as much affection in public when you were together. It upset you at first, but you got over it quickly. It was clear, behind closed doors he was able to be himself with you. He had to keep his bad boy appearance in front of everyone else.

You could thank his father for this, he was mentally not able to show weakness to others even though at certain times you could see he wanted to just lose it.

Through the week, the events that happened last Friday afternoon swirled in the air and as well as your disappearance for the weekend. Cho questioned you, where you had been, and you told her somewhat of the truth. That Draco and you were spending time together, just did not tell her where. She reacted poorly to the news, constantly telling you 'to be careful'. You brushed her words off, they literally meant nothing to you anymore.

Seeing Pansy on and off brought a little joy to you though. She had a broken nose, busted lip, and black eye thanks to you. She did not show up to classes till Wednesday, she did not speak to you or even look your way. The joy faded when you realized that you were capable of literally harming someone so badly with your bare hands, without magic. You had never been in a fight before and you literally tried to kill her out of simple anger. You refused to look at her the rest of the week with these thoughts.

Once Friday hit, it had been a normal day as the rest. The occasionally stares from people when you and Draco were together , they barley phased you anymore. You studied with Hermione at lunch and walked with her and Cho to your Defense Against the Dark Arts class with Professor Snape. Cho had a free period and would see Cedric before he went into the classroom. You and Hermione would tease them as they swooned over each other outside of the door.

Hermione and you would said your good byes and went to take your seats, where you found a letter on the table you shared with Cedric. It was addressed to you with Natiley written on it beautifully, Cedric swiped it teasingly hanging it over your head.

'Oh, a letter how fancy! ' He said, throwing his book bag on the table and handing it over to you after your failed attempts of trying to fight him for it. You quickly opened it and was rather intrigued at what you read.

Dear Ms. Fleet,

It has come to my attention of the sudden change to your arranged marriage from Cedric Diggory to Draco Malfoy. I wish to see you and Draco in my classroom at 9pm sharp, tonight.

Professor Severus Snape

You quickly folded the letter and shoved it in your pocket. Why would Snape want to see you both so late? Very random, but it must be important.

'What is it, Nat? '

Cedric broke your train of thought. You thought of a quick white lie, offering a smile. 'It's uh Slughorn, reminding me to get my grade up higher so I can go his Christmas party. Are you going? '

Even though your grade was prefect, you had a knack for potions expect for the first one that Harry managed to ace somehow. You had been jotting down notes from his book when he was not pay attention.

Cedric pulled out his book and parchment paper out of his bag, searching for his quill.

'Yes, I am taking Cho as my plus one. I assume you are taking Draco or vice versa? ' He said reluctantly, until he pulled his quill out which had been broken in half.

You let out a small laugh as he looked so mad at his quill that laid in two on the table.

'Oh Ced, hang on.' I told you to put your quill in the center of your books to keep them from snapping! ' You pulled your wand out, pointing at the quill softly spoke, 'Reparo.' The quill snapped together, making Cedric jump.

'I'm not sure he honestly wants to go, but are you going to Hogsmeade tomorrow or the Halloween party next weekend? 'He gave you his dreamy smile, that always made the girls swoon over him.

'I am going to both with Cho! Maybe we can meet up tomorrow, um preferably without...Draco? '

He said clearing his throat as he smile faded at the name. This kind of annoyed you, even though you knew that none of your friends wanted anything to do with Draco's presence.

You sighed, opening your book, and looking away from him as everyone settled down in class.

'I think we can figure something out. '

Right at that moment, Snape barged in with the flick of his wand making every shutter around the windows slam at the same time. Everyone instantly shut their mouths and froze in place.

'Today. ' He paused, browsing the now darkly lit classroom. 'Who can tell me...' He drew out his words, eventually focusing on you. 'The incantation for the Cruciatus Curse? '

No one spoke, almost shocked he would bring up such a dark curse. Breaking Snapes gaze, you saw Neville Longbottom flinch at the mention of it. You gulped and raised you hand slowly.

Snape nodded, 'Fleet? '

'The incantation for the Cruciatus curse is Curcio, sir. '

'And who uses these curses besides You-Know-Who, Ms. Fleet? ' He gaze stayed on you, almost without blinking.

You took a deep breath before you spoke.

'Death Eaters, sir. '