b Author's Note: Heya! I need ideas for this story, I know I haven't
updated, but I've been busy! Sorry! I'm having problems with my life (Ahh!
If you want to know email me:Alexlover283@hotmail.com and I know that's not
the one in my profile, but it's another that works and I usually will
actually read everything I get in that one instead of deleting it... so
yeah) Anywho, Sadie is so lovely.. Thank you to all my reviewers,
especially GingerRed who posted a review recently and made me write this
Chapter! Dedicated to GingerRed and Tremaine (someone you don't know that
is like a duplicate of Tom Riddle, cept not...) And yeah. So, enjoy! It's
late here, but I'm hoping to make this long.er then usual. /b
Chapter Three: I Can't Live Without You
Sadie slept well that night, and most after, spending the days of July and August with Draco, getting to know him and the side that most didn't know. The side she grew fond of.
She was cared for at the Malfoy manor more then she had been in her life. Lucius and Narcissa didn't seem to mind the addition to their home. In fact, Narcissa stated "She loved having another girl around, even if she was only eleven, it did get rather annoying sometimes to live with two boys." This had amused Sadie into laughing.
In some spare time, Sadie researched Hogwarts and the founders. Finding that Slytherin did seem like the right house for her. She was attracted to the dark and secretive manner that seemed to be running the Malfoy manor, and the Slytherin way of life. Too bad Sadie didn't know half of what her history was, otherwise she'd of known a lot more then she did.
One early evening, around sunset (which was around eight-o-clock) Sadie was standing on the balcony, looking over the massive land that enclosed the Malfoy manor, well the back part at least. The front was a large, expansive garden that was enclosed by large brick walls, and a black metal gate at the end of the long way between the main road and the mansion.
Many walk ways led off this one, leaving it available for wanderers to meander through the gardens before getting lost in the maze, finding themselves at the front again, or at the grand front courtyard to the Malfoy manor. Sadie was interrupted from her trance by a knock at the door. Lucius called from his room for Rain or Jenos to answer the door, she could here them both scurry down the stairs, and call back to Lucius that it was an unfamiliar man.
The man was unfamiliar to Rain and Jenos maybe, but familiar to Sadie and Lucius. Lucius knew all to well, who Sadie's father was, and Sadie recognized him easily. Yet she knew it was not his body, but another's. She stayed in her room, after hearing Lucius welcome him inside. She listened to Draco walk past her door, peeking in at her and telling her to come downstairs.
She answered that she didn't want to, and he looked at her emotionlessly, waiting patiently for her to give in. She finally submitted to his will and got up, brushing her hair with a silver brush on her dresser quickly, before coming to his side and walking with him down the hall, the stairs, through the main hall, running through the empty ball room, and finding themselves in one of the many living rooms. Lucius was sitting on the couch, casually talking to the man Sadie knew as her father, sort of.
Her father's cloak was wrapped about him so you couldn't see his appearance at all, only the deep red eyes. His form, for the time, was unknown to Sadie, as usual. She hadn't seen him since she was little, but she'd heard from Jem. And well, it usually wasn't good news. She hoped her father would regain himself soon.
Her father spoke first, "Sadie, Draco, how nice of you two to join us. No, Sadie, you're not in any trouble. You may stay here, if you like, it's better for us, Lucius understands this already. You'd just, be another thing for me to worry about. Though, you must promise me, that you will not get into much trouble at Hogwarts. I might need you later."
Sadie nodded, her father's voice sending shivers down her spine. She hated being used, but was used it after eleven years. "Yes father." She answered, almost falling back into Draco, but with one hand he held the small of her back from falling.
Lucius then spoke. "Now that we have that cleared up. Sadie will stay with us, and your father, Sadie, will be able to go about his work. Very important work, I assure you. However, for now, I'll have the house elves make some dinner and send it up to. Sadie's room, or yours, Draco?"
Draco paused, and decided quickly. "Mine, father. Sadie can stay in my room for a while and eat. We were going to go over a few things anyhow. School things, you know." He said smoothly, smirking to himself. They only had two weeks before school started.
Lucius nodded. "That's fine. Now, off with you two. I still have things to discuss with Sadie's father." He ordered the children away. Simply refusing to let them hear anything he would regret them hearing.
Children were so easily manipulated. He smirked; Sadie barely knew her father was the Dark Lord. What a shame, a daughter of such blood, so oblivious. But yet, he could see what Tom saw his daughter was useful for.
And, with a nod from both children they were dismissed, Lucius and Tom following the children through steady and serious gazes. Sadie could feel their eyes on her, and she moved faster through the doors, once safely into the empty ballroom, she stopped, turning around to face Draco.
"Draco. help me," she said, closing her eyes in thought.
Draco watched her, unsure. "Sadie. how? What can we do? My father, and your father, are going to use us no matter what we do. how can we not fall into this trap, we were born into it." He said, his hand on her shoulder, and awkwardly he held her in his arms for a minute, pulling her close, letting her soft tears fall. She'd been tense for quite awhile, he had been wondering when she was going to break. Even, the daughter of Slytherin could cry.
Sadie nodded, her arms around him, she let go first, stepping back as his arms fell from her shoulders. "Thank You, Draco. I needed that." She said, swallowing her tears. "I don't know what I'd do without you, especially at Hogwarts. I don't think I could live without you." She started, but he silenced her, softly kissing her lips, before walking past her, headed to his room. She stood, stunned for a few moments, before turning and running silently after him.
She had definitely not been expecting that.
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Once in Draco's room, Sadie sat on one of the dark green couches by the fireplace in his living room, and relaxed at the feelings of ease that lingered in his room. Draco sat next to her, but on the other end of the couch, as if their closeness before had built a brick wall between them.
They ate in silence, until dessert, when Sadie had somehow managed to get whip cream off the pumpkin pie on her nose, without realizing it.
Draco was forced into a fit of laughter. Sadie watched him, confused. "What's so funny, Draco?"
"Oh nothing." he answered, scooting unnoticeably closer.
"Then why are you laughing?"
"Nothing Sadie." he said a undeniable smile creeping up on his face.
"Draco! Tell me why you're laughing. please?" she begged, pouting.
"It's just." he said before bursting into laughter.
"Draco!"
"Okay, fine, hold still Sadie." He said, scooting closer and wiping off the whip cream and licking it off his finger. "You had whip cream on your nose." He said, his face denying any emotion.
She watched him, tilting her head to the side. "Draco."
"Yes?" he answered, watching her eyes, reading her every emotion, while he himself was still emotionless to the bone.
"I was wondering." she hesitated.
"You were wondering.?"
"I was wondering why. why you kissed me.?"
"Oh. That?" he answered, nonchalantly.
Sadie attempted not to frown, but failed miserably.
"You didn't suspect I liked you already?"
"No."
"Oh."
"I thought you only thought of me as a friend."
"And?"
"That I'd never have a chance with you."
"I'm sorry." he paused. "Your wrong though."
"What do you mean?"
"I don't know how to say this."
"Say what?"
"I've never felt this way before."
"Oh? Neither have I."
"Yes. I.. Well."
"Well what Draco? Just say it."
"I think I might like you more than a friend."
"What do you mean, exactly?"
"I'm not sure."
"Love?"
"Maybe."
"Maybe?"
"Yes."
"Why only maybe?"
"Because I think I might love you but I'm not sure what love is, so I don't know."
"Oh."
"I'm not supposed to love."
"Why not?"
"My father isn't for me having any emotion."
"Even for me?"
"Even for you."
"Even the daughter of his Dark Lord?"
"How'd you find that out?"
"I'm not deaf. And I do read."
"Oh. Yes, I never implied you weren't intelligent or capable of knowing. That would be my father."
"I figured as much."
"So where was I?"
"Something about love."
"Oh yeah."
"Well?"
"Well what?"
"Well what do you feel for me?"
"Sadie. I don't think I could live without you. you mean that much to me."
"Oh."
"I'm sorry, I thought you might have felt the same. "
"No!"
"Can you just leave?"
"No! I. Draco---"
He cut her off. "No, Sadie, just go. You don't feel that way, I can tell. Just let me be."
"No, Draco, I do!"
He shut up, watching her carefully, his eyes pouring into hers. Unnoticeably he was getting closer.
"I love you. or I might. but I don't think I could live without you Draco. you mean a lot to me. please don't make me go. Your presence is soothing."
"Oh."
"Yes."
"Your Welcome. "
"Can I kiss you?"
"What?" he answered awed by her courage and bluntness.
"Can. I. Kiss. You?" she said slowly.
"No."
"Why not?"
"Because."
"Because why?"
Oh how he loved to see her beg. "Because."
"Please tell me Draco."
"Because I'm going to kiss you." He said before sliding his arm around her neck, pulling her to him and kissing her roughly.
She kissed urgently back, finding the excuse for a release of energy quite enjoyable as he slid his tongue throughout her mouth seemingly with expertise that she was curious about.
Breathless she lay in his lap, in ease.
"You're a great kisser." He started.
"Oh? I never knew. The first time I've been kissed was just when you kissed me in the ballroom."
"Really? A pretty girl like you?"
"Yes. And Draco, where did you learn how to kiss so slyly?"
He blushed. "There was an older girl, about fourteen last year that would come over. she enjoyed that sort of thing." He turned away.
"Oh. I see. It's alright Draco."
He grinned, before forcing her back on the couch to continue kissing his new doll. For, to him, that was all she could ever be. His father wouldn't allow him to be anything more. Unless they were older, and Sadie's father gave him permission. Even kissing Sadie was something he wasn't supposed to be doing. But was doing anyhow. Oh how much trouble he would be in when his father found out. Because he knew his father would get it out of him. No matter what.
Author's Notes: A little young for frenching? Probably! Oh well! I'm kind of making Draco more mean. if you noticed. It'll be demonstrated later on. I guarantee. Any ideas for later chapters???
Chapter Three: I Can't Live Without You
Sadie slept well that night, and most after, spending the days of July and August with Draco, getting to know him and the side that most didn't know. The side she grew fond of.
She was cared for at the Malfoy manor more then she had been in her life. Lucius and Narcissa didn't seem to mind the addition to their home. In fact, Narcissa stated "She loved having another girl around, even if she was only eleven, it did get rather annoying sometimes to live with two boys." This had amused Sadie into laughing.
In some spare time, Sadie researched Hogwarts and the founders. Finding that Slytherin did seem like the right house for her. She was attracted to the dark and secretive manner that seemed to be running the Malfoy manor, and the Slytherin way of life. Too bad Sadie didn't know half of what her history was, otherwise she'd of known a lot more then she did.
One early evening, around sunset (which was around eight-o-clock) Sadie was standing on the balcony, looking over the massive land that enclosed the Malfoy manor, well the back part at least. The front was a large, expansive garden that was enclosed by large brick walls, and a black metal gate at the end of the long way between the main road and the mansion.
Many walk ways led off this one, leaving it available for wanderers to meander through the gardens before getting lost in the maze, finding themselves at the front again, or at the grand front courtyard to the Malfoy manor. Sadie was interrupted from her trance by a knock at the door. Lucius called from his room for Rain or Jenos to answer the door, she could here them both scurry down the stairs, and call back to Lucius that it was an unfamiliar man.
The man was unfamiliar to Rain and Jenos maybe, but familiar to Sadie and Lucius. Lucius knew all to well, who Sadie's father was, and Sadie recognized him easily. Yet she knew it was not his body, but another's. She stayed in her room, after hearing Lucius welcome him inside. She listened to Draco walk past her door, peeking in at her and telling her to come downstairs.
She answered that she didn't want to, and he looked at her emotionlessly, waiting patiently for her to give in. She finally submitted to his will and got up, brushing her hair with a silver brush on her dresser quickly, before coming to his side and walking with him down the hall, the stairs, through the main hall, running through the empty ball room, and finding themselves in one of the many living rooms. Lucius was sitting on the couch, casually talking to the man Sadie knew as her father, sort of.
Her father's cloak was wrapped about him so you couldn't see his appearance at all, only the deep red eyes. His form, for the time, was unknown to Sadie, as usual. She hadn't seen him since she was little, but she'd heard from Jem. And well, it usually wasn't good news. She hoped her father would regain himself soon.
Her father spoke first, "Sadie, Draco, how nice of you two to join us. No, Sadie, you're not in any trouble. You may stay here, if you like, it's better for us, Lucius understands this already. You'd just, be another thing for me to worry about. Though, you must promise me, that you will not get into much trouble at Hogwarts. I might need you later."
Sadie nodded, her father's voice sending shivers down her spine. She hated being used, but was used it after eleven years. "Yes father." She answered, almost falling back into Draco, but with one hand he held the small of her back from falling.
Lucius then spoke. "Now that we have that cleared up. Sadie will stay with us, and your father, Sadie, will be able to go about his work. Very important work, I assure you. However, for now, I'll have the house elves make some dinner and send it up to. Sadie's room, or yours, Draco?"
Draco paused, and decided quickly. "Mine, father. Sadie can stay in my room for a while and eat. We were going to go over a few things anyhow. School things, you know." He said smoothly, smirking to himself. They only had two weeks before school started.
Lucius nodded. "That's fine. Now, off with you two. I still have things to discuss with Sadie's father." He ordered the children away. Simply refusing to let them hear anything he would regret them hearing.
Children were so easily manipulated. He smirked; Sadie barely knew her father was the Dark Lord. What a shame, a daughter of such blood, so oblivious. But yet, he could see what Tom saw his daughter was useful for.
And, with a nod from both children they were dismissed, Lucius and Tom following the children through steady and serious gazes. Sadie could feel their eyes on her, and she moved faster through the doors, once safely into the empty ballroom, she stopped, turning around to face Draco.
"Draco. help me," she said, closing her eyes in thought.
Draco watched her, unsure. "Sadie. how? What can we do? My father, and your father, are going to use us no matter what we do. how can we not fall into this trap, we were born into it." He said, his hand on her shoulder, and awkwardly he held her in his arms for a minute, pulling her close, letting her soft tears fall. She'd been tense for quite awhile, he had been wondering when she was going to break. Even, the daughter of Slytherin could cry.
Sadie nodded, her arms around him, she let go first, stepping back as his arms fell from her shoulders. "Thank You, Draco. I needed that." She said, swallowing her tears. "I don't know what I'd do without you, especially at Hogwarts. I don't think I could live without you." She started, but he silenced her, softly kissing her lips, before walking past her, headed to his room. She stood, stunned for a few moments, before turning and running silently after him.
She had definitely not been expecting that.
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Once in Draco's room, Sadie sat on one of the dark green couches by the fireplace in his living room, and relaxed at the feelings of ease that lingered in his room. Draco sat next to her, but on the other end of the couch, as if their closeness before had built a brick wall between them.
They ate in silence, until dessert, when Sadie had somehow managed to get whip cream off the pumpkin pie on her nose, without realizing it.
Draco was forced into a fit of laughter. Sadie watched him, confused. "What's so funny, Draco?"
"Oh nothing." he answered, scooting unnoticeably closer.
"Then why are you laughing?"
"Nothing Sadie." he said a undeniable smile creeping up on his face.
"Draco! Tell me why you're laughing. please?" she begged, pouting.
"It's just." he said before bursting into laughter.
"Draco!"
"Okay, fine, hold still Sadie." He said, scooting closer and wiping off the whip cream and licking it off his finger. "You had whip cream on your nose." He said, his face denying any emotion.
She watched him, tilting her head to the side. "Draco."
"Yes?" he answered, watching her eyes, reading her every emotion, while he himself was still emotionless to the bone.
"I was wondering." she hesitated.
"You were wondering.?"
"I was wondering why. why you kissed me.?"
"Oh. That?" he answered, nonchalantly.
Sadie attempted not to frown, but failed miserably.
"You didn't suspect I liked you already?"
"No."
"Oh."
"I thought you only thought of me as a friend."
"And?"
"That I'd never have a chance with you."
"I'm sorry." he paused. "Your wrong though."
"What do you mean?"
"I don't know how to say this."
"Say what?"
"I've never felt this way before."
"Oh? Neither have I."
"Yes. I.. Well."
"Well what Draco? Just say it."
"I think I might like you more than a friend."
"What do you mean, exactly?"
"I'm not sure."
"Love?"
"Maybe."
"Maybe?"
"Yes."
"Why only maybe?"
"Because I think I might love you but I'm not sure what love is, so I don't know."
"Oh."
"I'm not supposed to love."
"Why not?"
"My father isn't for me having any emotion."
"Even for me?"
"Even for you."
"Even the daughter of his Dark Lord?"
"How'd you find that out?"
"I'm not deaf. And I do read."
"Oh. Yes, I never implied you weren't intelligent or capable of knowing. That would be my father."
"I figured as much."
"So where was I?"
"Something about love."
"Oh yeah."
"Well?"
"Well what?"
"Well what do you feel for me?"
"Sadie. I don't think I could live without you. you mean that much to me."
"Oh."
"I'm sorry, I thought you might have felt the same. "
"No!"
"Can you just leave?"
"No! I. Draco---"
He cut her off. "No, Sadie, just go. You don't feel that way, I can tell. Just let me be."
"No, Draco, I do!"
He shut up, watching her carefully, his eyes pouring into hers. Unnoticeably he was getting closer.
"I love you. or I might. but I don't think I could live without you Draco. you mean a lot to me. please don't make me go. Your presence is soothing."
"Oh."
"Yes."
"Your Welcome. "
"Can I kiss you?"
"What?" he answered awed by her courage and bluntness.
"Can. I. Kiss. You?" she said slowly.
"No."
"Why not?"
"Because."
"Because why?"
Oh how he loved to see her beg. "Because."
"Please tell me Draco."
"Because I'm going to kiss you." He said before sliding his arm around her neck, pulling her to him and kissing her roughly.
She kissed urgently back, finding the excuse for a release of energy quite enjoyable as he slid his tongue throughout her mouth seemingly with expertise that she was curious about.
Breathless she lay in his lap, in ease.
"You're a great kisser." He started.
"Oh? I never knew. The first time I've been kissed was just when you kissed me in the ballroom."
"Really? A pretty girl like you?"
"Yes. And Draco, where did you learn how to kiss so slyly?"
He blushed. "There was an older girl, about fourteen last year that would come over. she enjoyed that sort of thing." He turned away.
"Oh. I see. It's alright Draco."
He grinned, before forcing her back on the couch to continue kissing his new doll. For, to him, that was all she could ever be. His father wouldn't allow him to be anything more. Unless they were older, and Sadie's father gave him permission. Even kissing Sadie was something he wasn't supposed to be doing. But was doing anyhow. Oh how much trouble he would be in when his father found out. Because he knew his father would get it out of him. No matter what.
Author's Notes: A little young for frenching? Probably! Oh well! I'm kind of making Draco more mean. if you noticed. It'll be demonstrated later on. I guarantee. Any ideas for later chapters???