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"Heartless: Games of the Mind" Chapter Two
by August Sere
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Usagi woke up looking into the silvered eyes of one Draco Malfoy. He stared at her.
"You're awake, then." The resonance of his voice, combined with his appearance, would normally have been enough to send Usagi into a fit of schoolgirlesque giggles, but seeing as how that wouldn't be fitting to the situation, her body settled on a light blush.
"Yes." Her eyes darted nervously between him and his mother, who sat nearby, and his father,
who stood near the door, conversing with a man who seemed to be a wizard doctor. After showing the doctor to the front door of the manor, Lucius Malfoy returned, frowning lightly.
"It appears she has a small case of amnesia."
Draco smirked. "Is that all? Why, we'd best just use a spell and be done with it then."
"Unfortunately, Draco, there is no spell to cure this type of amnesia without potentially harming the spell's target. And you wouldn't want your precious Bunny to be hurt, *would* you?" his father glared.
"Of course not." Draco glanced at Usagi. "Nothing should ever hurt her. She will be a Malfoy."
Usagi frowned to herself. 'Why are they so cold to eachother? And to me?'
Draco turned to his father. "When will we apparate to Diagon Alley?"
His father glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. "In ten minutes or so. We'll have to
delay more so that Usagi can change her robes."
Usagi nodded, and stood up, figuring that it was best not to annoy these people who currently held her fate in their hands. Pausing by the door, she turned back, sheepish. "Could someone show me to my room?"
The Malfoys stared at her for a moment, before Lucius spoke. "Charles, you will show her." The butler, having been in the room, nodded his head.
"Yes, sir." He then walked over to Usagi, addressing her as "Miss Moon," and escorted her away.
Silenced reigned in the parlor for a few moments, until Draco was sure that Usagi was out of earshot. Finally he spoke.
"Father, why are we doing this?"
"Because, Draco, but she is not only a pureblood, but she is of the Moon lineage- a line equal with that of we Malfoys. I had wished to confer with her mother on the matter of betrothal, but she had other things to attend to, with the Dark Lord." He smirked, before adding, "Those things left her indisposed." Draco nodded in response to this. "As you know, it is impossible as well as degrading for us to engage her muggle adoptive family, and as she is such a powerful witch, the Lord will have nothing less than her on his side. So, it is by my order and his, that you keep up this charade, and are not to mention the Tsukinos, her muggle caregivers.
What she thinks is amnesia is a convenient help to the situation, of course. You must make her fall in love with you, before some fool like that Potter does. Make her love you, and turn her to our side, or I will *personally* hand you over to the Dark Lord for retribution. Whether or not you love her is irrelevant. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes, father." Draco nodded, and he and his father rose as Usagi entered the room. 'Lovely...' Draco thought to himself. 'Perhaps this arrangement won't be half bad.' He smirked appreciatively at Usagi. Her hair was done up in two balls with streamers, drawing attention to its golden color and Usagi's cerulean eyes. She wore a black robe of satin with silver trimming, spelled to repel dirt. Draco took her right hand, sliding an elaborate engagement ring onto the appropriate finger. "You took this off last night before your shower. I guess, with whatever happened, that you forgot to put it back on," he rose her hand to his lips, and kissed it, murmuring, "You look... nice." Usagi blushed as Draco cringed inwardly.
Lucius, after saying goodbye to his wife, turned to Draco and his fiance. "We will take our leave, now."
Draco walked over to his father, grabbing hold of his arm. He turned to Usagi.
"Coming, Usa?" She nodded, and walked over to them, taking the arm which Draco offered her. In the blink of an eye, they were gone.
Usagi stepped away from Draco a bit dizzily; apparating always made her feel a touch faint. Draco turned to her, taking her arm posessively in an apparent attempt to help steady her.
"I am going to go into Gringotts, Usagi. You will wait for me here, perfection??" Draco smirked to himself, thinking that the best way into a woman's heart was to constantly compliment them. Usagi nodded. "You'll be alright?" Funny; the way he said that, he almost sounded truly concerned. Usagi nodded absentmindedly, waved goodbye to Draco and sat down on a nearby bench to wait.
A few minutes later another youth, one with unruly dark brown hair and emerald eyes, sat down next to her. Hearing him muttering about the whereabouts of someone named Ron, she couldn't help but giggle.
The boy turned to her, distracted for a moments from his antics, looked at her, and smiled. "Sorry if I disturbed you..."
Usagi smiled back. "No, it's quite alright. My fault, really..." She nodded, being overly polite. "After all, who am I to halt the ramblings of cute men who sit next to me on benches?" She grinned at him, and he chuckled back, before extending his hand to her.
"The name's Harry. Harry Potter." She smiled at him.
"I'm--"
"Potter! Get away from her!" Harry turned towards the direction of the voice and frowned.
"Malfoy." He watched as Draco Malfoy stalked up to the bench, grabbing Usagi's wrist roughly and pulling her to her feet.
"Why were you talking to him?!" Usagi shrunk in fear.
"Draco we were just introducing ourselves..." she said, in an attempt to placate him.
"You are not to talk to him, ever! Understand?? He's just a filthy Gryffindor!"
'Gryffindor?' Usagi thought. 'What is that?'She nodded meekly, tears in her eyes. "Yes, Draco." She said, cringing at the pain in her wrist.
Harry was shocked at the way Draco was treating the poor girl, and was getting angry *fast*. He was about to say something, when Draco turned to him, snarled, "Stay away from my fiance, Potter!" and, with a final glare at Harry, yanked the girl off in the direction of Flourish and Blotts.
'Fiance?' Harry thought. 'Who on earth would marry a bastard like that?!'
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After spending the rest of her time at Diagon Alley listening to Draco's tirade about "Potter and his mudblood, poverty-ridden friends" and continuous reprimandation for having seen Usagi with Harry, Usagi was barely holding in her tears by the time they apparated back to Malfoy Manor. Once there, Usagi ran up the stairs, towards her room.
Draco didn't know what he'd done wrong, after all, he'd only been telling the truth, as far as he could see. He called after her.
"Usa!!" She stopped at the top of the stairs, turning around slowly to face him, teary eyes shining.
"Usa?? Who's that?! I don't even remember who I am, aside from being a witch, and all you can do is yell at me all day, and then expect me to let you call me a pet name..?! How dare you?? I hate you!!" She yelled. Draco looked taken aback, and watched as Usagi dissapeared from his sight as she ran towards her quarters.
Narcissa frowned. "Not very ladylike, is she??" she said haughtily, and returned to reading her book. Lucius smiled at his wife.
Lucius Malfoy looked fiercely at his son, and began to walk towards his study, after instructing Draco to follow him.
The young Malfoy knew better than to disobey. Once the two were inside the poorly-lit room with the door fully shut, Lucius grabbed Draco by the collar of his robe and slammed him up against the wall.
"I tell you to make her love you, and in the first day you not only make her cry, but get her to hate you??! What in Hell is wrong with you?!" He struck Draco across the face, and the boy's head moved harshly to the side, slamming against the wall, where Draco held it, unwilling to look at his father, and instead glared at the opposite wall.
"You will obey me, boy, or I will make you obey me!"
"Father..." Draco was silenced by another sharp blow.
"Shut up when I am talking to you!" Lucius sneered at his son. "A Malfoy, are you? A real Malfoy would have bedded the girl already! An entire day, and you can't even get the girl to like you?! ...You're pathetic!" Draco stared at his father.
"Do what you have been ordered to do, Draco. I don't want to see you killed; I need an heir." His father told him callously, before exiting the room, robes billowing behind him.
"Yes, Father..." Draco said after a few minutes, wiped blood away from his already bruised face, and went to his room to clean his wounds.
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Please review! I haven't written anything in awhile, and I plan on continuing this, but I would really appreciate reviews. Comments, suggestions, questions- all are welcome! I would LOVELOVELOVE constructive criticism! Hehehe... I'm loving where I'm going with this. Um.. the next chapter won't be so dark, I promise.
Feel free to say whatever pairing you prefer in the reviews; I may or may not do an actual poll later.
Ja ne,
August Sere
"Heartless: Games of the Mind" Chapter Two
by August Sere
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Usagi woke up looking into the silvered eyes of one Draco Malfoy. He stared at her.
"You're awake, then." The resonance of his voice, combined with his appearance, would normally have been enough to send Usagi into a fit of schoolgirlesque giggles, but seeing as how that wouldn't be fitting to the situation, her body settled on a light blush.
"Yes." Her eyes darted nervously between him and his mother, who sat nearby, and his father,
who stood near the door, conversing with a man who seemed to be a wizard doctor. After showing the doctor to the front door of the manor, Lucius Malfoy returned, frowning lightly.
"It appears she has a small case of amnesia."
Draco smirked. "Is that all? Why, we'd best just use a spell and be done with it then."
"Unfortunately, Draco, there is no spell to cure this type of amnesia without potentially harming the spell's target. And you wouldn't want your precious Bunny to be hurt, *would* you?" his father glared.
"Of course not." Draco glanced at Usagi. "Nothing should ever hurt her. She will be a Malfoy."
Usagi frowned to herself. 'Why are they so cold to eachother? And to me?'
Draco turned to his father. "When will we apparate to Diagon Alley?"
His father glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. "In ten minutes or so. We'll have to
delay more so that Usagi can change her robes."
Usagi nodded, and stood up, figuring that it was best not to annoy these people who currently held her fate in their hands. Pausing by the door, she turned back, sheepish. "Could someone show me to my room?"
The Malfoys stared at her for a moment, before Lucius spoke. "Charles, you will show her." The butler, having been in the room, nodded his head.
"Yes, sir." He then walked over to Usagi, addressing her as "Miss Moon," and escorted her away.
Silenced reigned in the parlor for a few moments, until Draco was sure that Usagi was out of earshot. Finally he spoke.
"Father, why are we doing this?"
"Because, Draco, but she is not only a pureblood, but she is of the Moon lineage- a line equal with that of we Malfoys. I had wished to confer with her mother on the matter of betrothal, but she had other things to attend to, with the Dark Lord." He smirked, before adding, "Those things left her indisposed." Draco nodded in response to this. "As you know, it is impossible as well as degrading for us to engage her muggle adoptive family, and as she is such a powerful witch, the Lord will have nothing less than her on his side. So, it is by my order and his, that you keep up this charade, and are not to mention the Tsukinos, her muggle caregivers.
What she thinks is amnesia is a convenient help to the situation, of course. You must make her fall in love with you, before some fool like that Potter does. Make her love you, and turn her to our side, or I will *personally* hand you over to the Dark Lord for retribution. Whether or not you love her is irrelevant. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes, father." Draco nodded, and he and his father rose as Usagi entered the room. 'Lovely...' Draco thought to himself. 'Perhaps this arrangement won't be half bad.' He smirked appreciatively at Usagi. Her hair was done up in two balls with streamers, drawing attention to its golden color and Usagi's cerulean eyes. She wore a black robe of satin with silver trimming, spelled to repel dirt. Draco took her right hand, sliding an elaborate engagement ring onto the appropriate finger. "You took this off last night before your shower. I guess, with whatever happened, that you forgot to put it back on," he rose her hand to his lips, and kissed it, murmuring, "You look... nice." Usagi blushed as Draco cringed inwardly.
Lucius, after saying goodbye to his wife, turned to Draco and his fiance. "We will take our leave, now."
Draco walked over to his father, grabbing hold of his arm. He turned to Usagi.
"Coming, Usa?" She nodded, and walked over to them, taking the arm which Draco offered her. In the blink of an eye, they were gone.
Usagi stepped away from Draco a bit dizzily; apparating always made her feel a touch faint. Draco turned to her, taking her arm posessively in an apparent attempt to help steady her.
"I am going to go into Gringotts, Usagi. You will wait for me here, perfection??" Draco smirked to himself, thinking that the best way into a woman's heart was to constantly compliment them. Usagi nodded. "You'll be alright?" Funny; the way he said that, he almost sounded truly concerned. Usagi nodded absentmindedly, waved goodbye to Draco and sat down on a nearby bench to wait.
A few minutes later another youth, one with unruly dark brown hair and emerald eyes, sat down next to her. Hearing him muttering about the whereabouts of someone named Ron, she couldn't help but giggle.
The boy turned to her, distracted for a moments from his antics, looked at her, and smiled. "Sorry if I disturbed you..."
Usagi smiled back. "No, it's quite alright. My fault, really..." She nodded, being overly polite. "After all, who am I to halt the ramblings of cute men who sit next to me on benches?" She grinned at him, and he chuckled back, before extending his hand to her.
"The name's Harry. Harry Potter." She smiled at him.
"I'm--"
"Potter! Get away from her!" Harry turned towards the direction of the voice and frowned.
"Malfoy." He watched as Draco Malfoy stalked up to the bench, grabbing Usagi's wrist roughly and pulling her to her feet.
"Why were you talking to him?!" Usagi shrunk in fear.
"Draco we were just introducing ourselves..." she said, in an attempt to placate him.
"You are not to talk to him, ever! Understand?? He's just a filthy Gryffindor!"
'Gryffindor?' Usagi thought. 'What is that?'She nodded meekly, tears in her eyes. "Yes, Draco." She said, cringing at the pain in her wrist.
Harry was shocked at the way Draco was treating the poor girl, and was getting angry *fast*. He was about to say something, when Draco turned to him, snarled, "Stay away from my fiance, Potter!" and, with a final glare at Harry, yanked the girl off in the direction of Flourish and Blotts.
'Fiance?' Harry thought. 'Who on earth would marry a bastard like that?!'
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After spending the rest of her time at Diagon Alley listening to Draco's tirade about "Potter and his mudblood, poverty-ridden friends" and continuous reprimandation for having seen Usagi with Harry, Usagi was barely holding in her tears by the time they apparated back to Malfoy Manor. Once there, Usagi ran up the stairs, towards her room.
Draco didn't know what he'd done wrong, after all, he'd only been telling the truth, as far as he could see. He called after her.
"Usa!!" She stopped at the top of the stairs, turning around slowly to face him, teary eyes shining.
"Usa?? Who's that?! I don't even remember who I am, aside from being a witch, and all you can do is yell at me all day, and then expect me to let you call me a pet name..?! How dare you?? I hate you!!" She yelled. Draco looked taken aback, and watched as Usagi dissapeared from his sight as she ran towards her quarters.
Narcissa frowned. "Not very ladylike, is she??" she said haughtily, and returned to reading her book. Lucius smiled at his wife.
Lucius Malfoy looked fiercely at his son, and began to walk towards his study, after instructing Draco to follow him.
The young Malfoy knew better than to disobey. Once the two were inside the poorly-lit room with the door fully shut, Lucius grabbed Draco by the collar of his robe and slammed him up against the wall.
"I tell you to make her love you, and in the first day you not only make her cry, but get her to hate you??! What in Hell is wrong with you?!" He struck Draco across the face, and the boy's head moved harshly to the side, slamming against the wall, where Draco held it, unwilling to look at his father, and instead glared at the opposite wall.
"You will obey me, boy, or I will make you obey me!"
"Father..." Draco was silenced by another sharp blow.
"Shut up when I am talking to you!" Lucius sneered at his son. "A Malfoy, are you? A real Malfoy would have bedded the girl already! An entire day, and you can't even get the girl to like you?! ...You're pathetic!" Draco stared at his father.
"Do what you have been ordered to do, Draco. I don't want to see you killed; I need an heir." His father told him callously, before exiting the room, robes billowing behind him.
"Yes, Father..." Draco said after a few minutes, wiped blood away from his already bruised face, and went to his room to clean his wounds.
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Please review! I haven't written anything in awhile, and I plan on continuing this, but I would really appreciate reviews. Comments, suggestions, questions- all are welcome! I would LOVELOVELOVE constructive criticism! Hehehe... I'm loving where I'm going with this. Um.. the next chapter won't be so dark, I promise.
Feel free to say whatever pairing you prefer in the reviews; I may or may not do an actual poll later.
Ja ne,
August Sere