Authors Note:My lovely readers, forgive me for being away. Life happens and causes us to go a stray from the things we genuinely love doing. I love writing for you all so much, and it gives me joy when I check in and see you all still commenting and viewing this story! Thank you for staying here and holding on to this story, your comments on Ch.21 made me want to stay writing. I did have to rewrite this chapter a few times, to see where I wanted to take the story. I got major writers block, but somehow one night I just started writing my heart out and let my imagination go. Thank you all so much 3 :)
"There are some wounds that never show on the body that are deeper and more hurtful than anything that bleeds."
Draco's POV
Boom boom.
Boom boom.
The pounding increased, as every beat vibrated in my ears muffling the sounds around me. The intensity of the pounding increased as I took into consideration what I was seeing before my eyes, this was too much for my them to take in as I felt the sweat above my eye brows develop.
How could I be sweating in the middle of December?
Boom boom.
There it is again, the sound that had taken over my ears muffling my surroundings as I struggled to speak. All their eyes were glued to me and her, of course they were glued to her, how could you not want to look at her. Natiley Fleet, soon to take my name and be my wife...what a cruel joke. Their eyes shifted from me to her solely as I felt the pounding in my chest and ears increase more so, it felt like my arms were shaking along with it. I tried to swallow my pride, but it refused to go down as I felt guilt creep on to my shoulders seeing them all look at Natiley like a delicious snack. If anything happens to her, everything falls on me, sadly though I have done so much to her.
I have defiled her, betrayed her, harmed her, broke her and now I know this will kill her.
Boom boom.
The pounding shook my chest to the point I thought something was about to jump out of it, till it finally dawned on me what it was.
It was my heart.
The pounding was so loud, I thought I was hearing thunder rumbling around and through me. My heart was the only thing I could hear, almost like it was some bad omen because it was the only reason, I choose to do some much wrong this past year. So much wrong in the eyes of my father, my family, him, and the rest of the Death Eaters.
In this moment I wish I did not have a heart, I wanted nothing more than to rip it out of my chest as it was the reason she was here. My heart was against my brain in every way possible; it was the endless battle of logic and love.
I hated it and would do anything in this moment to not have a heart, simply so I could never know what love is. I hate love and everything it stands; all it ever did was bring my family and me so much pain. Love is a joke, simply put love is pain, due to that is all it has ever caused in my life. Love is a fallacy, it causes more wrongdoing then good to anyone, I wish it did not exist so I could have brought them Natiley the right way.
"What a joke."
I scoffed quietly to myself as I shook my head at my thoughts.
Being in love was nothing but danger and eternal pain for a Malfoy.
The atmosphere shifted dramatically; the snowy comfort of London faded fast as my feet touched the dewy cold grass. The feeling of dread took over my emotions, causing my anxiety to flare up fast. That is all I can explain the feeling was, there was no comfort in the air as I saw what was waiting before me.
We stood there in complete silence, all you could hear was the distant thunder and the wind that started to pick up around us, feeling like a cool sharp knife brushing across our faces, teasing that it could cut our cheeks if it genuinely wanted too. The wind was so cold, it was turning my limbs completely numb, I squeezed my hands into a fist just to make sure my blood was still flowing through my fingers.
Before anyone could break the silence between all of us, Professor Snape greeted Natiley, "Welcome to Malfoy Manor Ms. Fleet." He then extended his left arm, raising his right eyebrow up as he was staring directly at Natiley waiting for a response in words or movement.
All our eyes watched as his long pale fingers stayed in the air for a moment, I felt Natiley look to me for an answer, but I ignored her eyes not wanting to influence her to refuse him in anyway. She sighed as I saw her hot breathe in the frigid winter air, I should have looked to her, but I could not. I had no control here at all, my hands were tied behind my back, and I could not help her in anyway even if I tried. Looking out the corner of my eye, I saw her defeated expression as she then looked back to Snape, bowing her head to him as she walked forward and let him wrap his arm around her. Once his arm rested on her shoulders, they then proceeded down the silent stares of Death Eaters that lined the long hedges on both sides up to the opening of our home.
I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me seeing all the dark figures against the hedges, dressed in the same outfits with only their personal tattooed masks to tell who they were. What blew my mind was there were so many more new Death Eaters then the last time I visited and that was not a good thing at all. It scared me, seeing that the Dark Lord had gained so many followers so fast that if I blinked, I felt like I would see more.
Becoming so lost in my mind, my legs had forcefully carried me onwards as I followed in tow down the hedges toward our fountain that was frozen over. Behind me I could feel the Death Eaters turn in towards my back as I passed them with my mother and my aunt beside me. The march of everyone's steps on the gravel echoed among our manor loudly as we drew closer, I kept my eyes glued to the back Natileys silk black bow not wanting any more attention on us.
My heart sank as we started up the steps, each step I took made the reality of what was about to happen sink further into my stomach.
There was no turning back as we crossed over the threshold into the manor.
I wanted to run away as I was not prepared for the coming events.
Sadly, neither was she.
Everyone poured into the entrance way of our home, as I stayed close to my mother, I saw them. The dark cloaked figures, the higher ups I assumed, glided into the ballroom flawlessly and keeping their identities a secret. If they were present, I knew the Dark Lord was going to exercise his power in a horrific gruesome way. My anxiety increased; I could hear my own heartbeat in my ears as my eyes stayed glued to Natileys bow as I rushed to her.
"Where do you think you're going?"
I barely made it a few steps pass the crowded area, till I heard his hoarse voice causing a sting of fear and hatred to run through me. He grabbed my arm, turning me on my heels so I could look up to his silver tattooed mask that bared a creepy like smile on it, his breath was unbearable as it smiled of onions and fire whiskey.
"Let me go Yaxely, I need to speak to my fiancé."
He tightens his grip, jerking me towards him and kneeling closer to my face so I could see my reflection in his mask.
"She is beautiful, be a shame if...something was to happen to her."
His words upset me, he was threatening to harm Natiley, and I was not going to take it as I reached for my wand with my free hand. I jerked my arm free from his grip, clenching my fist into a ball and jamming my wand into his gut.
"Don't you DARE touch her, look at her or even think about her!"
The voices around us lowered, I could feel the ominous stares coming from the silver masks that watched us closely. Yaxelys eyes were piercing through the mask and staring deep into mine, it almost felt like a hatred was coming from them.
"I dare you to do something little prince. You are weak, I hope she knows just how weak you are as you could not even save, oh what was her name from me. You pathetic little child, you'll never learn to be a true Death Eater, regardless of if the mark is slapped on you."
I twisted my wand deeper into his gut, feeling the anger course through my veins at his words. I was over it; I ran through every spell in my head knowing which one would suit him the best. I wanted him gone, dead and thrown to the dogs.
We never saw eye to eye from day one when I met him as a child as he did the lowest things among the Death Eaters. By low, I mean things that were disgusting and horrific to even imagine, the first of these events were when I lost my first nanny. Elissen Macknest, she was the women who cared for me from birth till I was as about 10 years old. She was a genuinely nice, a good woman and did not deserve what Yaxely was doing to her behind closed doors, he raped and beat her, multiple times when he would get drunk after the meetings. I was young and naive, the bruises that littered her body and watching her eyes glisten with tears from time were cries f0r help. Everyone knew as they turned a blind eye t0 the situation, I was a just a child and could do nothing to stop him. The last time I saw her was Hallows Eve night, there had been a big party at the manor, one of the last ones we had and a time that I try to bury away in the far corner of my mind.
Yaxely had gotten heavily drunk with Greyback that night and of course, he wanted her, to do whatever he damn well pleased. She had put me to bed that night, she was so tired and trying to keep a brave smile on for me as she attempted to hide the bruises on her neck with her long blonde locks. She kissed my forehead good night, she left leaving the door cracked and that is when I heard the commotion. I jumped out of bed, peering up of my door seeing Yaxely drag Elissen by her hair to the back hallway where we had some spare rooms. She was fighting him, tears streamed down her face as she tried to scream out, but he muffled them with his other hand. I panicked and ran to her, he slammed the door behind him before I could reach her, I stopped in front of the door pacing as I heard the struggle behind the it. She was fighting him, the screams turned to muffled noises as I heard him degrading her and the abuse began.
He was severely beating her, abusing her to the point she was no longer making any kind of noise. I fought the door handle and finally busted through to the scene that horrified me and made me hate Yaxely to the point I have wanted to kill him. Yaxely had ripped off Elissen clothes, she laid naked on the bed covered in blood to the point I almost did not recognize her, while he was choking and raping her.
He killed her that night.
"Elissen, that was her name you pathetic excuse for a man. You can call me a boy all you want, at least I will never be like you. You're nothing but a fat pig who can't get a woman, so you forcefully take them against their will."
He let out a loud chuckle at my words, as I saw spit fall from the opening in his mask.
"If she were not yours, I'd be fucking her hard tonight. Chin up, we have a meeting to attend too."
Hearing Yaxelys words, I felt like I could see his smile with that one silver tooth as he bowed his head, patting my shoulder, pushing my wand out of his gut, and walked off. The whispers sailed around me, as I shook my head taking a deep breathe feeling my nails dig deeper in my fists and shaking, trying to relax as I saw Professor Snape eye me.
I hated Yaxely so much, standing there defeated I knew that one of these days I would stand victorious over that man's fat grotesque body. How dare he even threaten to touch Natiley like that to my face, to speak about it and even look at her. I looked at the eyes that stood around me, clearing my throat and storing my wand back in its place in my coat.
"What are you all looking at?"
I raised my voice and headed towards Professor Snapes direction as he stood on the first step of our grand staircase, I noticed Natiley stayed close to his side as they conversed with Goyle Sr., Crabbe Sr. and I noticed they had their sons with them on their sides. They all gave me a curious look about what just what happened, I ignored their looks as I looked to Snape.
"You know to stay away from Mr. Yaxley Draco. He's a problem that should be dealt with but not worth it as we have more important matters to attend too."
Professor Snape clicked his tongue, eyeing me with disapproval. I nodded to him while reaching for Natiley's hand.
"Of course, simple misunderstanding. Crabbe, Goyle nice of you to join the big boys."
They both looked at me with smiles as their fathers patted their backs.
"Felt only appropriate as everyone else is joining." Crabbe smiled and shoved his arm into Goyle.
"Yeah, our fathers have been hassling us. We should get Blaze's ass here to join as well."
"He's pureblood, just need to convince his parents into it, I'm sure it will be no feat since his father works at the ministry. With the Dark Lord infiltrating the ministry, his dad will be smart and get on board with the lot of us. I'm sure it will happen sooner or later, there seems to be more and more Death Eaters joining every day it seems."
Everyone got quiet to my words, Snape cleared his throat as we saw people start to line up for the doors. I nodded briefly and extended my hand, seeing her stay quiet and be uncomfortable as ever.
"Natiley?"
She looked at me with emotionless eyes, I could not tell if she was just in state of shock or fear being here listening to our conversations. She knew that once we entered the ballroom, bad things awaited us, and she was going to finally meet the Dark Lord. Regardless how things were going between us, I wanted to let her know that I was still here for her, no matter what or how much of an asshole I was being.
She approached me, grabbing my and clinging to it as the clock stuck 7 pm, every silver mask in that crowded area became dead silent. The ballroom doors opened slowly, as everyone slowly moved in through them, the room was dim, and stale expect for the big fireplace that had a green flame resonating from it. The snake head scones watched us as they were lite up on the walls and our dark iron chandelier had every single candle lit, even with all this light it still barely brought any light to the room. The black curtains were drawn over the tall windows, the long black table with its high seats awaited us with an ominous vibe as we drew in closer.
The air was so thick with tension that I could cut it with a knife as I sat at the table, feeling someone's gaze upon I turned my head to him, Yaxely stared at me shaking his head, my eyes were shooting daggers at Yaxley. His eyes had been glued to Natiley since we walked in the door, I knew what he was thinking and what he wanted from her. Once we sat down, I reached my hand under the table, pass Natiley's thigh and grabbed underneath the wooden seat of her chair, pulling her aggressively towards me.
"What are you doing?"
She whispered to me in a shocked tone, I ignored her as Yaxley removed his mask for a moment, he smirked at me and shot a wink at Natiley, who caught on as she turned herself in her chair towards me to ignore him.
"Relax, he won't touch her Draco. I'll make sure of it."
Dolohov gripped my shoulders as he towered above me, giving them a light squeeze as I saw Yaxley roll his eyes and turn to talk to Mr. Nott, who surprisingly had Theo right next to him. Theo saw me look his way, he was spinning his wand in his fingers, he saw my eyes and dropped it on the table, he grabbed it and cleared his throat as he looked away from my eyes. Scoffing to myself, I saw Dolohov proceeded to go to my left and pull the chair out beside me for my mother, giving her a small bow and helping her push her chair back in. She thanked him, giving him a sweet smile and patted the top of my hand on the table. He then came back over to Natiley's right side and got on one knee, taking her hand and gave her a small smile as he took a breather.
"Welcome Ms. Fleet, I'm Antonio Dolohov. Please just call Dolohov, I am like Draco's uncle who always looks out for him when his father is away. I will do the same for you, so no harm befalls you, such as never eve be alone with Yaxely."
"Oh, um thank you, Mr. Dolohov. It's a pleasure to meet you and I appreciate that."
Natiley stared at him, almost in awe then turned to me, her smile faded and before I could say anything she gripped my hand tightly. She looked at me with those beautiful emerald eyes, she was shaking as I held her hand, I rubbed my thumb over the top one hand as I whispered to her.
"It's okay, I'm right here no matter what happens."
I could tell she was ready to break down, she bit her bottom lip and took a deep breath as she squeezed my hand tighter. We both stared at each other a little longer, trying to speak telepathic to one another with reassuring words. We finally turned to face the silver masks of Death Eaters that awaited us at the table.
Looking to Natileys left, I saw Dolohov draw his hand over his face revealing his silver Death Eater mask. I noticed Natiley studying his mask, then heard the footsteps of the rest of the Death Eaters pouring in. Everyone took their seats in silence, they all bore their masks and stared blankly to the seat at the end of the table. After every Death Eater had taken their seats, the cloaked figures floated in behind us, they bore the Death Eater symbol broach on their cloaks and stayed completely silent as they lined the walls of the ballroom. Natiley's expression was like she was in distress seeing these large, cloaked figures, feeling their intense gazes behind us even though we could not see their faces. I squeezed her hand, pulling her into me so she would stop staring and that is when I felt her.
Nagini was slithering pass my free hand on the table, making me quickly pull it away suddenly feeling her cool skin.
I took a deep breath, feeling the beads of sweat form on my forehead even though the room was ice cold and was feeling even colder when the dead silence fell upon the room. Everyone stood up and turned their heads in unison as the Dark Lord had entered the room.
Natiley gripped my hand so tight, I felt some of my knuckle's pop as I squeezed her hand back trying to offer any comfort I could.
"Hello to all, new and old."
No one spoke, only started up to him as the Dark Lord spoke in a hoarse stern tone, he appeared at the end of the table. He was standing on it, barefoot trailing after Nagini to his seat on the opposite side of the table.
He proceeded down the table slowly, looking side to side until he stopped and saw Natiley.
"Ahhh, there she is. The girl with wand-less powers, the blue flame and hidden identity."
He paused, as Nagini slithered back and curled around her masters' feet and peered at Natiley.
"Come my child, we have so much to discuss."
Natiley squeezed my hand, she was shaking as I patted the top of her hand with my other. After a few minutes of tense silence, she let go and climbed on to the table taking the Dark Lords hand.
Whispers circled among the table for a moment, until Nagini hissed and peered around the table. Pure silence fell and they all proceeded to the end, I watched Natiley with fear growing in me. My mother reached over and gripped my sweaty hand, causing me to jump.
I broke my gaze to look at my mother, she nodded to me and looked like she had tears in her eyes. She knew what was going to happen was not good, she was just as scared to watch Natiley leave us.
"This child right here will be the key to our success in taking the Ministry of Magic, Hogwarts and all of the Wizarding World for the taking!"
Everyone clapped and started to cheer on the Dark Lord, he then lowered his hand to hush us as I kept my eyes glued to Natiley. She was numb, she bared no emotions to his words and eyed me back, until he grabbed her arm and pulled her along with him. He paraded her along the cloak figures, holding her arm up high, gripping it tightly at her wrist as they went around the room.
"This girl here! She, hold a vast wealth of power! Enough power to KILL HARRY POTTER!"
"HARRY POTTER WILL BE DEAD!"
He cackled loudly, as a roar of laughter and cheering went with his words as he continued to drag Natiley around them. I saw tears stream down her cheeks, she was severely upset by his words, knowing she would never harm him. The Dark Lord was making a spectacle of Natiley, and I was helpless, I wanted to help her, but it was useless.
"SHOW THEM!"
They made another round around the table, till they stopped at his seat where took her arm and shoved her off.
"Damn you girl, show them what you can do! Or are you nothing more than a mere shell holding that magic?"
Natiley got to her feet, she wiped her face with her sleeve from her black silk shirt and then held her hands in fists at her side, as she stared at the Dark Lord.
"You show me off like a shiny new toy and demand I show off for YOU?!"
Everyone got quiet instantly at her words, no one moved as the Dark Lord smiled at Natiley as she snapped at him. He held his hands out almost like he was asking for a hug from her, till he caught ye of his pet snake slithering quickly told Natiley. He then held his hand out to stop Nagini from going any further, the snake looked confused but bowed her head as the Dark Lord let out a mocking laugh to the air for a while, then he bit his tongue.
"Good, I love that you have some feistiness in you. Let that fuel you, feistiness will turn to rage which will make you even more optimal to our cause. It will make you into such a powerful weapon against anyone who stands in our way. Feed into it, that's what gets your powers moving, isn't it?"
Natiley shook her head at his words, I saw her tears go flying off her cheeks and on to the floor. She started to reach for her side, she was looking for her wand and fighting for words.
"I won't be yo-your weapon. I am a human being, I-I will not kill for you no matter what blood flows through my veins! I won't kill...Harry Potter."
She sobbed uncontrollably as she fought out every single word, shaking her head and pulling out her wand. She gripped it so tightly that I could see her knuckles turn white in the dim candlelight, she raised it slowly as she fought to say Harry's name. Some of the Death Eaters around the table began to laugh and mock her as she raised her wand.
"I demand it, Nattrance Amara Grindelwald."
The room became cold instantly, the voices hushed their words at the tone of the last name that slipped out of his mouth, it was sheer dead silence as I stared intently at Natileys reaction. She had slowly titled her head to the side and put her hand to her mouth, she looked so confused and her tears continued to silently stream down her cheeks. The small streams glistened in the candlelight, as she stepped back from the Dark lord.
I merely told Natiley that she had a different last name, not a whole entirely different identity, along with an immensely powerful last name.
" Excuse me...Tha-That's not my name."
"It is. It is who you truly are."
Natiley appeared to grow angry, her face become red as she pulled her hand from her mouth stepping towards the Dark Lord, keeping her wand up into the air towards him. I tried to react to her, but I felt my mom tug my arm tightly and whispering no under her breath.
"No, it's not! My name is-."
She was cut off instantly as he smiled at her, as she came stomping her way towards him, wand in the air as everyone causing some of the Death Eaters to stand from their seats. He laughed at her sad attempt and quickly waved his wand causing her wand to go flying across the table towards me. The Dark Lord then flicked his wand once more, causing Natiley to spin around and backwards right into chest, hugging her tightly and cupping his hand over her mouth.
"Shhhh...Shhhhh, my child. I will let that sad childish attempt to harm me slide, you are just worked up and I understand. So much to take in, shhhh do not fight me. You are a Grindelwald, that is what magical and powerful blood flows through your veins, along with someone else's. Not those lowly Fleet and Jones; Those blood lines are tainted beyond repair."
He held her mouth tightly, squeezing his hand and pressing his face into her hair as he rocked her back and forth. He was practically licking her hair as I watched him close his eyes and inhale her scent, it grossed me out and made me want to rip him away from her. After a grotesque display of affection, he then spoke up and forced her head to stare at the back of the room.
"Let me show you."
He kept his hand placed over her mouth as her tears increased, holding her tightly, as she looked at me and had moments of closing her eyes to release more tears. I have never felt so useless and defeated knowing if I got in the way, he would end me in an instant.
"Bellatrix, it's time for a reunion."
My aunt got up from a chair beside me, I could sense her overjoyed smile beneath her mask as she walked up to him and Natiley with a slow bow.
"Of course, my lord."
She then quickly walked off toward the wine cellar made dungeon, descending below the stairs. Everyone kept their gazes on the open door making us wait in anticipation for her return. Within a few moments of deadly silence, we started to hear muffled noises that started to get louder along with chains rattling. I could hear Greyback laughing with Bellatrix's cackling laugh following behind it, then they sudden snap of what I assumed was a whip. My mother squeezed my hand and jumped at its crack, trying to hide her whimper. My eyes stayed glued to the doorway, that is when I saw them, I fell in a state of shock and disgust while biting my lip and holding my breath.
"Let us go dog! I have a surprise for you! Look! Look! Ahh there she is!"
My aunt appeared at the stairs, holding a chain that was attached to metal spiked collar that hung around a disheveled woman's neck who bared the resemblance to a deformed creature. She was crawling on all fours; her hair was matted with dirt like it had not been brushed in an exceptionally long time while her face was shrunken in, and her body was nothing but skin and bones. She wore a large flour sack over her torso, resembling that she was as low as a house elf; the sack had holes and was covered in what I assumed was once dried blood in various areas, which revealed that she was covered in new and old scars all over her body. Her knees were brown with scabs, her hands were bleeding, her lips were cracked with dying thirst and she wore a deranged, confused expression.
Behind her came up Greyback, who was holding a chain, at the end of it appeared a man, who I knew instantly as Mr. Fleet. He had lost weight; from the last time I saw him. His face was bruised severely, and his bottom lip had a huge cut on it. He was in the same outfit I saw him in last, but it was shredded in various areas and covered in dirt. He was also missing two fingers on his right hand, they appeared to be healing but not well as his hand was bright red. He was shackled on his arms, he still wore the same magical rune collar that Greyback was dragging him by, he was a broken man until I saw his hollow eyes light up with...fear seeing Natiley.
Bellatrix jerked the chain aggressively forcing the woman to follow her on all fours, making her crawl like an animal, the humiliation this woman was enduring made me sick. They all made their way up to the Dark Lord and Natiley, as my eyes wondered to the sad scene, Natiley was terrified at what she was seeing before her I could hear her muffles as the Dark Lord kept his hand on her mouth. Her hands fought his grip, but he was too strong for her.
"Say hello bitch! You should know who she is! You hid her from us! Didn't you!"
Bellatrix yelled at the woman, jerking the chain forward towards Natiley, causing the woman to fall face forward on to the hard wood floor, Bellatrix knelt beside her whispering into her ear and forcing her to stand back up. The table roared with laughter at the woman's humiliation, some Death Eaters were cursing and laughing uncontrollably at the scene till I saw the Dark Lord let go of Natiley, she ran from his grip to the ground, trying to console the whimpering woman.
Everyone got quiet as the Dark Lord lifted his hand, Natiley began to cry out as she held the woman's face and that is when I knew who she was. Those broken dim emerald eyes faced my way as Natiley picked her head up, it was Mrs. Fleet, well the creature appeared to be her.
Greyback let go of the chains that belonged to Mr. Fleet, her father rushed to both.
"Sweetheart!" He father cried out, hey embraced each other in a sweet hug and then consoled over what remind of her mother.
We watched them in silence, Natiley and her father tried to talk and comfort Mrs. Fleet after a few moments and that's when things took a turn for the worst. Bellatrix suddenly let go of the chain, a smile crept on her face as she took some steps back and toward the Dark lord. Natiley held what was once her mother, as her father cried with her, the laughter died down slowly to the Dark lord's hand in the air.
"Tell her, who she is!"
The Dark Lord spoke down to the mortified family, causing Natiley and her father to jump at his demand. Her father kissed her head softly, he was shaking as he laid his other hand on the cheek of his dying wife. Natiley was whimpering, as she leaned into her father, she was shaking as the words left his mouth.
"I'm...not your father. Truth is...a long time ago, your mother was kidnapped after a match right before she met me. She was kidnapped and seduced by a man, who sought her for her hidden blood line."
He sobbed softly for a moment to himself, clearing his throat and then brushed the pose strains of hair from her tear-stained face. "You see, we lied to you from day one. I wish we could have taken it all back now, she never hated you dear, she feared you more than anything and resented of who you could become if you knew the truth." He trailed off slowly, dropping his hands and looking down to his wife. "Your mother was actually adopted at a young age and never knew her real parents. She was an orphan because she was supposed to remain hidden, she bared the last known blood line of the House of Gaunt besides him. This man, Grindelwald, found out and wanted to create the most potent magical child out of spite for Lord Vol-, anyways I wish he knew of Harry Potter."
The Dark lord scoffed at Mr. Fleets words. "Enough of this foul talk. I could end your pathetic life with the snap of my fingers."
Mr. Fleet kissed Natileys forehead once more and then bent over to kiss his wife's forehead for a long moment, I saw his tears drip down his dirty bruised cheek. My mother squeezed my hand as we watched them hold her, they were whispering to her like they were both saying goodbye. It was a moment, that could break your heart, a moment that made me know that I was on the wrong side.
My eyes drew themselves from the sad moment, only to see both The Dark Lord and my aunt back up slowly from the Fleets, then I watched the hooded figures behind me float towards them very slowly, my heartbeat in my ears as a bad feeling emerged. Something was happening, I was not sure what, but I let go of my mother's hand and reached for my wand and that is when I heard it.
I wish...I...
What could I have done...?
I was not fast enough, I tried.
Everything happened slowly as I saw Mrs. Fleet contoured body come to life, she pulled herself quickly to all fours from Natiley's and her father's consoling grip, I saw the glint of the hilt of a small blade dance with the candlelight as her voice released an awful piercing noise.
I jumped up out of my seat, pulling myself on to the table only to be met with Theo running beside me. We looked at one another and back to the Natiley, running down to her till I saw my aunt whip her wand out toward us, I dodged the spell and dove at Mrs. Fleet seeing the dagger in the air going down. My aunts spell went flying past me and hit Theo right in the chest, sending him flying backwards to the right and into a group of Death Eaters as I heard a loud thump and groan.
I came to the end of the table, jumping off, holding my wand up and pointed towards Mrs. Fleet. In midair, I yelled a spell, but I missed her, hearing it bounce off the wall as I crashed on to the ground beside them, feeling instant pain. I landed with a loud thud, feeling the wind get knocked out of me, I tried to push myself up and look over to see Natiley make a break for it as her father dodged in front of her. Mrs. Fleet had become a wild animal, with foam leaving her mouth as she wailed out like a banshee, she was clawing and fighting her husband. He held her forearms, as she continued to squeal out with her piercing yell, the dagger stayed glued to her hand as she tried to escape her husband's grip and run over towards her daughter.
"Mother stop! What are doing?!"
It was all in slow motion as I managed to roll on to my side, hearing the footsteps of Dolohov and other Death Eaters running to my side. Someone's hands dragged me up to my feet, turning m head for a split second I saw a few other Death Eaters walk towards me, holding on to Theo as he tried to fight their grip screaming for Natiley. He was cussing out his captors and screaming for Natiley, he saw my eyes and I knew he was seeing red.
"Fuck you Malfoy!" Theo spit towards me.
"This is your all your fucking fault if she gets hurt!"
Theo kept screaming at me, till one of the Death Eaters punched him in the stomach making him hush for the moment. I refused to respond to Theo seeing him ache in pain was enough. I tried to go towards Natiley, but the grip on my arms tightens and I became hostile to them.
"Let go of me! Natiley!"
Natiley had been looking towards and then looked to me, tears streamed down her face as she got to her feet was trying to help her father fend off her mother, sadness turned to anger in a second as she saw me.
"What have you done to my mother?! Stop this madness! Let go of Draco! What do you want from me?!"
She pleaded to the Dark Lord as she ran back to her father as she tried to shove off her mother of him. Her poor father was growing tired as her mother was fighting back vigorously, her eyes had become solid black as her mouth was foaming and drooling at the corners. She began to speak in tongues, keeping a firm grip on the blade fighting to stab her father and Natiley with it. Death Eaters had walked up to the display of horror forming a circle around them, laughing, and cheering on Mrs. Fleet as they fought her off. I saw Theo being dragged up beside me, he looked horrible and severely upset as he watched in disgust at what was happening. It was the Carrows that held on tightly to Theo, with Mr. Nott on their side completely ignoring what was happening with his son, reminded me so much of my own father.
Despite the increase in Death Eaters, I tried to fight off my captor, tilting my head back to finally see it was my aunt. She let me go for split second, then wrapped her left arm around my neck and pointed her sharp tipped wand at my throat.
"Shhh shhh, Drakey boy, it's okay. Your love will be fine, she needs to use them...the gifts, don't you say a word."
Bellatrix whispered into my ear, twisting her wand into my throat as I felt an invisible hand place it is hand over my mouth. I tried to speak, but was muffled to silence, she used a nonverbal and placed a silencing charm on my mouth. I gripped her arm, trying to pull it off feeling her dig her wand even deeper, that is when everything clicked into place. Her words hit me, this whole show is just so they force Natiley into using her wandless power to prove to the cloaked figures that she was powerful, or this is what I assumed. I broke from my deep thought to Mrs. Fleet's banshee like wails intensify as I jerked forward seeing her break out of her husband's grip and take one big powerful thrust forward lunging at Natiley.
Natiley! Stop her!
My voice was silent, my wand laid on the ground by my feet, I tried to fight my aunts grip, but she continued to dig her wand into my neck deeper drawing blood. Feeling the warm liquid drip down my neck, I did not care as all I wanted was to do save her, the only person I genuinely cared for and dare I say it, love.
"Natiley, run!"
Boom boom.
The pounding in my ears appeared loudly once more.
Mr. Fleet used all his might and shoved his wife off hard, then turned around pushing Natiley away, right into a crowd of Death Eaters that laughed at her. They grabbed her, spinning her around making her watch as her father spun to be met with the dagger digging right into chest causing him to cry out. Nateily screamed out as her father went down on his back, with the dagger sticking out of his chest.
"No no, dad! Dad! Please no no no, Dad!"
Natiley cried out, the Death Eaters held on to her as Greyback walked to Mr. Fleets body. He looked to him and then to the Dark Lord, who simply nodded at him as he reached down and grabbed Mr. Fleets arms, turning him around to drag him away as he sputtered some words out.
"I'll...always be...your father."
A trail of blood followed Greyback as he dragged the body to towards the kitchen, hearing the back door slam to the back yard. Silence fell as we heard, howls in the distance mixed with the thunder from the harsh storm upside. After a few moments, Greyback came back inside with a huge smile on his face and blood on his pant legs hat was dripping off them. That only meant one thing, he fed the body of Mr. Fleet to his feral wolves outside.
The room was quiet, the air was thick, and no one moved as we stared at the blood on the floor. The Dark Lord stared at Natiley, he is waiting for her, I know that is what he wanted.
Theo, Natiley and I remained captive among the Death Eaters grip, and I remained focused on her as she seemed to have zoned out. She was obviously in a serious state of shock, so much had happened in such a short amount of time, all I wanted to do was hug her.
"What a disgrace that was. He was never your father; I plan to kill your real father."
The Dark Lord walked towards Natiley, theDeath Eaters let her go and she stayed in place staring at the blood and refusing to acknowledge his presence. She took a few steps forward towards the blood, her eyes stayed glued to it till she heard Mrs. Fleet let a low growl out from her breath. Mrs. Fleet had crawled her way back towards Bellatrix and I after she stabbed Mr. Fleet, she stayed by my aunt on all fours like a dog. It disgusted me what my aunt had done to this poor woman, who had already been through enough in her life.
Mrs. Fleet was growling under breath to a ratting like noise that was coming from the distance. I drew my attention from Mrs. Fleet to Natiley who had knelt and pressed her hand down into the blood. She then stood back up, holding out her bloody hand towards the air. The rattling was her wand that was on the table, I heard it slide across the table, flying past me and flew right back and right into her hand. Everyone's head followed it as she gripped it tightly, she then slowly put the wand in skirt waist band. She then looked right at the Dark Lord, bowing slowly to him then turned around looking right at Mrs. Fleet, within in an instant her eyes had become bright blue, with tears falling and I knew this was it. I shook my head, but she did not see me as I saw her open her mouth and her hands has balled into fists.
She completely lost it.
She screamed so loud, letting out so much emotion and pain through her scream you could feel it in your bones. Her scream was so intense that every single window in the room shattered and poured over us, the candles all went out and all of us were thrown back in a gust of blue flame.
Glass landed in every single direction, along with rain pouring in from the shattered windows along with everyone being thrown back. Her scream continued, as we all tried to get to our feet and find cover, causing everyone to duck under the large oak table. I looked around seeing glass and rain mix over us, chairs flying back, and rain flying in every direction as others scrambled to hide. Once we all ducked under the table, I noticed that the Dark Lord stayed standing beside Natiley, he was smiling as he watched her power destroy my family's ballroom. She was outlined in the blue flame, her hair was flying in every direction, her fists were balled in and hold out as she looked up and screamed till her lungs gave out.
She was in so much pain.
A moment of silence fell on our ears with relief, I quickly crawled out of the table and looked up to see Natiley on her knees and head hung as her whole body was shaking. Slowly I approached her, as a circle of blue flame surrounded her, she heard my footsteps as she looked up to me, Natileys beautiful emerald eyes turned a bright baby blue. I went to speak her name, she smiled and quickly stood to her feet, drawing her hands up her hands and the air felt like it was vibrating with her presence as every single candle and sconce was reignited one by one with a blue flame. The fireplace had crackled loudly and was now relite with a blue flamed, with a swish of her right hand, every single glass shard flew back up into the windows. Each piece was piecing itself back together, then with a snap each window was back to its former self, this caused everyone creep back out from the table. Every chair was flipped back over and pushed back into the table, then a huge gust of wind came whipping through the room causing the water that soaked the floor to vanish in thin air.
Natiley lowered in hands, staring at everyone, looking over to the Dark Lord who was extremely impressed with her. She then walked towards me; I could feel the power radiate from her body as she then pulled me into a tight hug. I held her tight, breathing in her scent with relief like I would never be in her presence again. We pulled from each other slowly, resting our foreheads on one another when I caught glimpse what was heading out, pulling her back into me and pointing my wand.
"Expelliarmus!"
Mrs. Fleet managed to dodge my spell, Natiley pulled away and spinning around she picked her hand up, holding a blue flame in her hand. She then shoved her hand in the air, sending the fireball forward causing it to hit Mrs. Fleet right in the chest. She flew back, squealing as the flame was scorching her skin and burning her alive, I looked back to Natiley confused as I had been hit with her flame before, the flame did burn me.
"ENOUGH!"
The walls and floor shook with his stern tone, the Dark Lords raised voice forced us to drop to our knees in a kneeling position. Everyone around us did the same in unison, as I scanned the room until my eyes fell back upon Natileys mother who was burning alive right in front of us. The smell was making me want to vomit, I could tell Natiley was more in a state of shock as she had no idea to even responded to what was happening.
"Nattrance, stand."
Natiley looked to me as he spoke her true name and then got on her feet, I watched her actively trying to ignore the intense cries in front of us.
"End it. Be done with your past life."
Natileys mouth fell agape at his words.
"I-I, you want me to finish her off?"
The Dark Lord nodded.
"With the killing curse."
Everyone looked at her, as she tensed up and pulled her wand out, gripping it tightly and pointing to directly at the screaming woman. Natiley was fighting her tears, biting her life, and stared directly at what was once her mother and then to me. I knew she was searching for an answer from me, I had nothing to say but nodded slightly at her, knowing it was not okay. She nodded to me and looked at her mother once more and let the words leave her mouth quickly.
"Avada Kedavra."
Natiley's POV
You stared at your hand as the bubbles and water dripped down your palm, you turned it around to look at your fingers then closed your eyes letting your hand fall back down into the steaming hot water. You relaxed your head, leaning it back and started to feel yourself drift off for a moment when you saw her face. Your mother was burning alive, staring at you in pain as the skin was melting off her body and screaming out till she saw the bright flash of green. You heard your own voice mutter the spell, until a mother and her child were screaming in place of your mother. She screamed out, trying to shield the child until you suddenly jolted forward, feeling yourself slip in the tub and screamed out till you open your eyes.
"Natiley! I am here, shhh I am here! It's okay!"
Draco had jumped into the large bathtub and was holding you against his chest and he tried to calm you. You held on to him refusing to let go, choking out water and shaking in the hot water as he rubbed your back and kissing the top of your wet hair.
"I know your refusing to sleep, I assume you dosed off and had another bad dream?"
You nodded trying to keep your eyes open and letting out a soft cry as you tried to push back all the horrible memories of the other night. It has been a few days passed since the intense horrific events unfolded, you mind had become a prison of nightmare fuel that wanted to haunt you. You had sought out for someone to use the Obliviate spell on your mind but were denied as the Dark Lord had intended for you to suffer. If anyone in the manor or of Death Eater status had used such a spell, it resulted in death.
You sighed heavily into Draco's chest as he continued to rub your back, you sniffled and took a deep breath.
"This dream was different; I saw my mother again as I pointed my wand at her..." Your words drifted off, as you searched for the next words. "The scene changed as the curse left my wand, it was a woman holding a baby...she was staring at me in horror and screaming...do you think I sa-"
Draco cut you off, "Shhh, Natiley it was a nightmare and it's late at night. Let us both get dried off and I will have some tea brought in, okay? I have the fire going, so the room should be warmed up."
He kissed your head one last time, pulling you away and gripping your shoulders softly, you looked up to him to see his worried expression. Draco then titled your head up to him, leaning down to your face and resting his head onto yours as he spoke softly.
"I'm sorry."
His words confused you, as you pushed a little on to his head and whispered to him.
"For what?"
'"For everything."
You knew what he meant by those two words, it hurt but you could hear the pain in voice as he spoke.
"Draco, there was nothing you could have done to stop anything of this. They would have found me one way or another, things could have been way worse, I am sure. Choosing to marry you was the only way that kept me alive I'm sure, my parents' death was inevitable...I just wish I did not have to...partake in their suffering."
Draco sighed, pulling himself away from you, leaning back into the bathtub causing the water to splash around. He unbuttoned his silk top, taking it off and wadding it up, throwing it off to the side. Then brushed his platinum hair back with his hands and rubbing his face, he eyed you cautiously as you back watching him.
"I just, I just feel so worthless that I was not able to help you. I'm so angry how he treated you, showed you off and what he-"
"Draco stop."
You interrupted him, you did not want to hear any more of that night, you could not take it but seeing how much he cared about you made yearn for him. His silver eyes were eyeing closely from across the tub, he cocked his hand to the side as you watched the bubbles and watered slide down his chest. Even through all the bullshit and pain you just went through you, seeing him like this made you want him more than ever. Anything to keep your mind occupied, seeing him vulnerable like this was the cure to forgetting it all at this moment.
"Why are you staring at me like that?"
He bit his lip, bringing his hand up to his mouth, brushing the back of his palm across it to wipe off the water. He then put both his hands on the sides of the tub, making a loud noise as his rings knocked against the porcelain.
"I want you to make love to me, right now."
He raised his eyebrow, looking you up and down in the water and a smile crept on his face.
"You think tha-"
"I'm asking you to fuck me, Draco."
"If yo-"
"I don't give a damn what you have to say, fuck me!"
Before anymore words left your mouth, Draco rushed across the water, grabbing you by the throat, squeezing it hard so you gasped for air and pulling you to his face. The water around the both of you, splashed around and some spilled out on to the floor as you looked up to him.
"I'm going to make you pay for interrupting me like that."
He relaxed his grip, letting you go as he leaned over and grabbed his soppy wet black silk shirt. He then shook it out and rolled it up, grabbing one of your arms and the other as he wrapped it around your hands and then tied them off. You felt the cool wet shirt tighten around your wrists as he tighten it more, then he pressed your arms up and above your head as he hooked your bound arms on the water nozzle.
You were on your knees, the water in the tub was at your waist, he caressed your arms up and down as he leaned down to your ear and bit at it. He sucked and bit at your ear as you started to let some moans escape your mouth, his left hand slide down your body slowly until it found its way in the water and slowly brushing against your pussy.
"I don't want you cuming till I say so. Do you understand me?"
You nodded slowly as he bit a little more roughly at your ear and softly brushed his fingers against your pussy, till he then pushed his middle finger right in between your lips. Your moans started to grow louder, as he bit at your neck working his way down to your nipples, were he sucked on them and teasingly grazed his teeth against them.
He then used two fingers to arouse your clit, rubbing it in a fast motion under the water making you let out louder moans, as you started to feel the euphoric sensation take over you. As you could feel your self get closer, Draco then droppers his other hand, letting it join as he took two more fingers jamming them right in you at a fast pace.
You let out a loud cry, as you felt your pussy become overloaded by the sensations, water was splashing everywhere and that is when you could feel it build in your body even closer. You were squirming and fighting your bonds on your wrists, as you spoke out from your moans.
"Let me cum, please!"
Draco smirked up at you as he slowed down and shook his head. "No."
He stopped, seeing you finally relax from squirming around as you gasped for air and twitching at his touch.
"You asshole!"
He laughed at you, as he reached up to your arms and untied you. Before you could do anything, he pushed to the side of the tub and bent you over as you gripped it. He leaned into back, kissing your shoulder and neck making instant goosebumps ride on your body, as he spoke in between kisses.
"I want you to cum with me."
You closed your eyes at his delicate kisses, feeling him insert himself into you forcing you to dig your nails into the rail and let out a soft moan. He moaned with you as he leaned his chest on to your back, placing his hands beside yours as he started to slowly thrust into you, you leaned your head back into him, turning to face him and smiled.
"I want you to cum inside me."
He stopped for a moment, staring at you with his intense silver eyes, he smirked and leaned towards you, embracing you with a passionate kiss as he continued thrusting right into you.
You leaned forward feeling him pound into you hard for a good while, moans escaped your mouth loudly as he let some moans escape his mouth as well. More than half the water was gone in the tub and all over the floor, turning lukewarm as you both become too lost into the moment to care.
Gripping the tub, you could feel your orgasm begin to build back up, you pushed back into him letting thrust further into you feeling his fully hard dick inside you, making your moans turn into a scream as he gripped your waist, pushing you down onto him. He held your waist and forced you up and down hard on to his dick a few times, till the last time he forced you down harder then before.
As a scream left your mouth, you quickly reached back behind you, leaning into him and gripping his hair, and pulling it hard as he bites your shoulder. You both came at the same time, as you could feel him release inside you, your moans slowly relaxed as you let go of Draco's hair.
After your intense shared moment, you both washed off and slowly crawled into Draco's bed together, completely exhausted. Your body was unbelievable sore as you crawled over to Draco, he slowly pulled the covers up, letting you curl into him.
You laid on to his chest, looking at the fire that was crackling in the distant as you tried to fight the sleep that was taking over you. Draco twirled your hair in his fingers, slowly drifting off, till three words slowly left his mouth.
"I love you."