Ok, hey people, I have to appologise for not updating quicker, but I have been having a few issues, mainly with the amount of school work that I have to do at the moment and also the fact that my computer was really crap so I had to get a new one.
Anyway, so I have a new computer, but, at the moment, it does not have word, so I am using word pad. I have checked this heaps of times but there are probably a few mistakes still in it. I hope to have word on my computer by tomorrow, so until then, enjoy.
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"You wish to teach me to read?" Virginia asked, bright eyed as she watched him shift the leather bound book in his hands. "Why do you wish to teach me to read, do you not fear what your father would do to you when he finds out that you defied him by helping a servant?"
"I do not care what my father thinks of me, for i know he would never do anything to bring harm to me." Draco replied.
"Then do you not fear what he would do to me if he finds out that i have defied him. He may not bring harm to you, but he would most definately bring harm to me and my brothers. He may even fire us. We need this job, we need this job to survive......" Virginia began.
"He will not fire you for he will not find out that you are learning to read and write. If he oes not know that ia m educating you, then he can not punish either of us" Draco replied, holding out the book for her. Virginia took it hsitantly and flipped through a few of the pages, looking at the words.
"Then how will we hide it from him? You father seems to know everything that happens in the Village."
"Every afternoon, as you know, my father goes into the town to sit at the town meetings, then is when i can teach you. My mother, she will not blink an eye at us for she refuses to leave her chambers, and you brothers will be out working, so they will not know either." Draco smiled "If you can get all of your chores finished in the morning, then we can spend the afternoon reading and writing"
Virginia looked at the leather bound book again. She wished to know how to read, it was something that she had always wanted to do, but never before had she been offered the opportunity of lessons. But did she really want Draco Malfoy, son of one of the most powerful men in the village, to teach her how to read, did she really want to risk her life and the life of her brothers, just so she could read. Because that was what it was, a risk. If Malfoy was to find out, then there would be hell to pay, maybe not for Draco, but for her and the others.
But part of Virginia reasoned that she deserved to learn how to read. For as long as she could remember, she had been working in order to help her family, to keep them just one step above the poverty line. She had not had the childhood that other young girls in the village had had. The other, high class girls had all been to school, they all knew how to read and write, and never had they done a day of hard work in their life. Those girls would just sit around and look pretty, and then, one day they would marry and have servant girls of their own to order around.
Not that Virginia wanted that sort of life, but she did want things a little better than what they already were. Like most young girls, Virginia had dreams. Others dreamed of falling in love and marrying the perfect man, where as Virginia dreamed of running away, one day being old enough to leave their small, tired old village and venture to Boston where she could get a real job where she would not have to clean up after others.
In reality, however, she knew she was going to have to just stay on other people's farms, cleaning their farm houses and cooking their food. She was fated to be a maid for the rest of her life. Her dreams of running away to Boston had always been swated by the fact that she could not read. The only job for an uneducated girl in Boston was a prostitute, and that was not what she saw in her future.
The selfish earge of an education slowly began to overtake the feeling of worry she felt for herself and her brothers employment. If she was to learn how to read, she could get a better job, and they boys would be able to find work, no mater what they did, for they would always be hard workers.
"I accept your offer"
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The weeks of summer floated by timelessly, and before any one knew it, the clouds of winter rolled in. The days were still long, and the work was still hard, but Virgina found herself working throught it alot quicker.
She found herself glancing at the sun, waiting for it to move to a position in the sky that would anounce that the afternoon was approaching, for every afternoon, she found herself in the back yard of the Malfoy estate, under a tree with Draco at her side as they took it in turns to read from the black bound book. She would read slower than he would, still struggling over some of the harder words, but each time she struggled, Draco was there to help her.
Over the weeks, she had become a very good reader. She found herself reading everything that she could. Virginia would practice in her own time, all so that the next day when she had a lesson with Draco, she was a little bit better than the day before.
Draco had been amazed by her progress, she seemed to be learning how to read a lot quicker than he had expected. He had told her once that she must have had a high level of natural intellegence, but she just blushed and went back to reading.
The fragile friendship that he had extended when he had offered to teach her to read was slowly becoming stronger. Not only would they talk of the books they were reading, but also of their friends and family. Draco told her of his mother, and how he feared that his mothers illness was genuine. Virginia told his of her brothers, and how after about a week of rest, Ronald was healthy again and able to come back to work.
Virginia considered Draco to be her friend. And she hoped that some where inside, he considered her to be her friend also. She could not tell what h thought about her, but she did know, that she was looking forward to his lessons, and not just because she enjoyed reading. She anticipated spending time alone with him.
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Malfoy's eerie gaze burned a hole in her, she could feel him learing in the disgusting way he always had. It felt like he was violating her with his eyes, allowing his lewd mind to get carried away with itself. Virginia turned from the stove, and looked to the table quickly. Malfoy, the only occupant, had his eyes locked on her body. Virginia took a step closer to the stove and away from him, trying to shake the unnerving feeling of being watched.
"How old are you now girl?" Malfoy asked. Virginia looked at him, but did not meet his eyes. She wished not to have to speak to him, for the main reason that she was scared of him. The tone in his voice always made her feel uneasy, and now that it was coupled with his leer, it was so much worse.
"i turned 17 just this last summer" She told him quickly before turning back to the stove. Virginia had learnt not to let him know how scared she was. He could sense fear on his servants, and if he could sense fear, then he would always treat those servants worse than the others. Going back to her work, she settled for internally begging who ever was listening to make him go away so that she could get on with her work in silence and privacy. Suddenly, the sound of the chair legs scraping across the wooden floor filled the room. Virginia sighed, he was leaving.
But she realised that the footsteps were not heading towards the door or the stairs, but instead crossing the floor to her. Virginia tensed up as she sensed Malfoy standing very close behind her. She could feel his foul breath on the back of her neck. Closing her eyes, she once again prayed to get rid of him.
But instead, Malfoy reached out and grabbed her around the waist, pulling her back into his arms. "A little girl, trapped in the body of a woman" Malfoy drawled in her ear. She shuddered and tried to pull away, but Malfoy gripped her harder. "A body so fresh...so clean...so pure..." he began, running his hands up her body, Virginia tensed again and tried to pull away, only to be stopped when Malfoy's hand rested on her breast. "So innocent"
She wriggled out of his grasp, but that did not stop him from staring at her like she was some sort of prize. "The winters have been cold" he began, looking at her with unhidden lust in his eyes. "And my bed has been colder with my wife taken ill...I wish only for the warmth of your body"
Virginia closed her eyes and then opened them again, hoping that this was all some nightmare. But he was still there, learing at her. "You desicrate your wedding bed?"
Malfoy chuckled hollowly as he took a step towards her, Virginia took a step back in order to move way from him. For each step forward he took, she took a step back. Virginia took one last step before her back was pressed against the cold brick wall. Malfoy chuckled at her, now that she was trapped. "You think that I care of the history of my wedding bed, for I know that that has been the home of many lovers, both for me and for my wife...." Mafloy began, and then reached up to stroke a strand of hair out of Virginia's eyes. "Do you not know that I have bedded all of my servant girls in my wedding bed?"
Virginia's eyes went wide in shock. Was he telling the truth or merely just saying these things to scare her?
"You seem to forget, young, innocent Virginia, that I am a powerful man, and I get what I wish, when I wish for it. As a servant of mine, then you should obey my orders. the others all did, until I became tired of their insessent babling and dissmissed them from my service." His hand traveled to her neck and his finger tightened slightly "Sometimes permanemtly."
Malfoy released her, and her hand came to her throat, rubbing the red and bruised area. Malfoy stared at her again, with the disgusting lustful glint in his eyes, and then leaned forward and pressed a slobbery kiss to her lips. Virginia gagged and tried in vain to push him away. When he did lift his lips off of hers, he was laughing to himself.
"You will come to see it my way Virginia, you will bend to my needs, or I will make it hard for you to survive the winter."
Malfoy turned to leave the room, and Virginia slid down the wall to the floor. She was confused and angry. How could some one be so pig headed and disgusting. Watching as he began to climb the stars, she let her anger get the better of her.
"No, with an attitude like that, something of yours would not last the day." Virginia replied. She had hoped that Malfoy had not heard her, but from the stairs, she could hear Malfoy saying something about hollow threats.
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She sat below the tree and waited for Draco to come out of the house with the book they were going to be reading that day. She had been waiting for a while, and he was still yet to emerge from the house. it was odd, because she had thought that he had been enjoying the afternoon reading sessions as much as she had.
She waited and waited, telling herself that any minute now he would come outside and they could get on with it. But as the sun began to move lower in the sky, she thought that he would not be coming. Virginia stayed under the tree, hoping that maybe he would be here a little later.
But the only movement in the yard was a few hours later when a horse drawn cart came down the long winding drivewy to the house. The horses stopped, and the three men all climbed off and entered the house quickly. Virginia stood when she realised who they were.
Walking to the house quickly, Virginia moved to the back door and entered, looking around the big dining room. Malfoy was at one end with the three men, and then they all turned and made way to the stairs, revealing a slumped figure in the chair by the fire.
"Draco" she began, but Draco did not move, he just sat, captivated by the fire in front of him. Virginia approached the chair and looked at him, his face was pale and his hair was messy, and most surprising of all, his eyes were blood shot as though she had been crying.
"Draco, what is going on, why are the priest and the doctors here?" She asked urgently. Draco turned to her, and wiped another tear that had fallen from his eye.
"My mother died this morning"
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I am sorry this is really short, review.
Anyway, so I have a new computer, but, at the moment, it does not have word, so I am using word pad. I have checked this heaps of times but there are probably a few mistakes still in it. I hope to have word on my computer by tomorrow, so until then, enjoy.
~*~
"You wish to teach me to read?" Virginia asked, bright eyed as she watched him shift the leather bound book in his hands. "Why do you wish to teach me to read, do you not fear what your father would do to you when he finds out that you defied him by helping a servant?"
"I do not care what my father thinks of me, for i know he would never do anything to bring harm to me." Draco replied.
"Then do you not fear what he would do to me if he finds out that i have defied him. He may not bring harm to you, but he would most definately bring harm to me and my brothers. He may even fire us. We need this job, we need this job to survive......" Virginia began.
"He will not fire you for he will not find out that you are learning to read and write. If he oes not know that ia m educating you, then he can not punish either of us" Draco replied, holding out the book for her. Virginia took it hsitantly and flipped through a few of the pages, looking at the words.
"Then how will we hide it from him? You father seems to know everything that happens in the Village."
"Every afternoon, as you know, my father goes into the town to sit at the town meetings, then is when i can teach you. My mother, she will not blink an eye at us for she refuses to leave her chambers, and you brothers will be out working, so they will not know either." Draco smiled "If you can get all of your chores finished in the morning, then we can spend the afternoon reading and writing"
Virginia looked at the leather bound book again. She wished to know how to read, it was something that she had always wanted to do, but never before had she been offered the opportunity of lessons. But did she really want Draco Malfoy, son of one of the most powerful men in the village, to teach her how to read, did she really want to risk her life and the life of her brothers, just so she could read. Because that was what it was, a risk. If Malfoy was to find out, then there would be hell to pay, maybe not for Draco, but for her and the others.
But part of Virginia reasoned that she deserved to learn how to read. For as long as she could remember, she had been working in order to help her family, to keep them just one step above the poverty line. She had not had the childhood that other young girls in the village had had. The other, high class girls had all been to school, they all knew how to read and write, and never had they done a day of hard work in their life. Those girls would just sit around and look pretty, and then, one day they would marry and have servant girls of their own to order around.
Not that Virginia wanted that sort of life, but she did want things a little better than what they already were. Like most young girls, Virginia had dreams. Others dreamed of falling in love and marrying the perfect man, where as Virginia dreamed of running away, one day being old enough to leave their small, tired old village and venture to Boston where she could get a real job where she would not have to clean up after others.
In reality, however, she knew she was going to have to just stay on other people's farms, cleaning their farm houses and cooking their food. She was fated to be a maid for the rest of her life. Her dreams of running away to Boston had always been swated by the fact that she could not read. The only job for an uneducated girl in Boston was a prostitute, and that was not what she saw in her future.
The selfish earge of an education slowly began to overtake the feeling of worry she felt for herself and her brothers employment. If she was to learn how to read, she could get a better job, and they boys would be able to find work, no mater what they did, for they would always be hard workers.
"I accept your offer"
~*~
The weeks of summer floated by timelessly, and before any one knew it, the clouds of winter rolled in. The days were still long, and the work was still hard, but Virgina found herself working throught it alot quicker.
She found herself glancing at the sun, waiting for it to move to a position in the sky that would anounce that the afternoon was approaching, for every afternoon, she found herself in the back yard of the Malfoy estate, under a tree with Draco at her side as they took it in turns to read from the black bound book. She would read slower than he would, still struggling over some of the harder words, but each time she struggled, Draco was there to help her.
Over the weeks, she had become a very good reader. She found herself reading everything that she could. Virginia would practice in her own time, all so that the next day when she had a lesson with Draco, she was a little bit better than the day before.
Draco had been amazed by her progress, she seemed to be learning how to read a lot quicker than he had expected. He had told her once that she must have had a high level of natural intellegence, but she just blushed and went back to reading.
The fragile friendship that he had extended when he had offered to teach her to read was slowly becoming stronger. Not only would they talk of the books they were reading, but also of their friends and family. Draco told her of his mother, and how he feared that his mothers illness was genuine. Virginia told his of her brothers, and how after about a week of rest, Ronald was healthy again and able to come back to work.
Virginia considered Draco to be her friend. And she hoped that some where inside, he considered her to be her friend also. She could not tell what h thought about her, but she did know, that she was looking forward to his lessons, and not just because she enjoyed reading. She anticipated spending time alone with him.
~*~
Malfoy's eerie gaze burned a hole in her, she could feel him learing in the disgusting way he always had. It felt like he was violating her with his eyes, allowing his lewd mind to get carried away with itself. Virginia turned from the stove, and looked to the table quickly. Malfoy, the only occupant, had his eyes locked on her body. Virginia took a step closer to the stove and away from him, trying to shake the unnerving feeling of being watched.
"How old are you now girl?" Malfoy asked. Virginia looked at him, but did not meet his eyes. She wished not to have to speak to him, for the main reason that she was scared of him. The tone in his voice always made her feel uneasy, and now that it was coupled with his leer, it was so much worse.
"i turned 17 just this last summer" She told him quickly before turning back to the stove. Virginia had learnt not to let him know how scared she was. He could sense fear on his servants, and if he could sense fear, then he would always treat those servants worse than the others. Going back to her work, she settled for internally begging who ever was listening to make him go away so that she could get on with her work in silence and privacy. Suddenly, the sound of the chair legs scraping across the wooden floor filled the room. Virginia sighed, he was leaving.
But she realised that the footsteps were not heading towards the door or the stairs, but instead crossing the floor to her. Virginia tensed up as she sensed Malfoy standing very close behind her. She could feel his foul breath on the back of her neck. Closing her eyes, she once again prayed to get rid of him.
But instead, Malfoy reached out and grabbed her around the waist, pulling her back into his arms. "A little girl, trapped in the body of a woman" Malfoy drawled in her ear. She shuddered and tried to pull away, but Malfoy gripped her harder. "A body so fresh...so clean...so pure..." he began, running his hands up her body, Virginia tensed again and tried to pull away, only to be stopped when Malfoy's hand rested on her breast. "So innocent"
She wriggled out of his grasp, but that did not stop him from staring at her like she was some sort of prize. "The winters have been cold" he began, looking at her with unhidden lust in his eyes. "And my bed has been colder with my wife taken ill...I wish only for the warmth of your body"
Virginia closed her eyes and then opened them again, hoping that this was all some nightmare. But he was still there, learing at her. "You desicrate your wedding bed?"
Malfoy chuckled hollowly as he took a step towards her, Virginia took a step back in order to move way from him. For each step forward he took, she took a step back. Virginia took one last step before her back was pressed against the cold brick wall. Malfoy chuckled at her, now that she was trapped. "You think that I care of the history of my wedding bed, for I know that that has been the home of many lovers, both for me and for my wife...." Mafloy began, and then reached up to stroke a strand of hair out of Virginia's eyes. "Do you not know that I have bedded all of my servant girls in my wedding bed?"
Virginia's eyes went wide in shock. Was he telling the truth or merely just saying these things to scare her?
"You seem to forget, young, innocent Virginia, that I am a powerful man, and I get what I wish, when I wish for it. As a servant of mine, then you should obey my orders. the others all did, until I became tired of their insessent babling and dissmissed them from my service." His hand traveled to her neck and his finger tightened slightly "Sometimes permanemtly."
Malfoy released her, and her hand came to her throat, rubbing the red and bruised area. Malfoy stared at her again, with the disgusting lustful glint in his eyes, and then leaned forward and pressed a slobbery kiss to her lips. Virginia gagged and tried in vain to push him away. When he did lift his lips off of hers, he was laughing to himself.
"You will come to see it my way Virginia, you will bend to my needs, or I will make it hard for you to survive the winter."
Malfoy turned to leave the room, and Virginia slid down the wall to the floor. She was confused and angry. How could some one be so pig headed and disgusting. Watching as he began to climb the stars, she let her anger get the better of her.
"No, with an attitude like that, something of yours would not last the day." Virginia replied. She had hoped that Malfoy had not heard her, but from the stairs, she could hear Malfoy saying something about hollow threats.
~*~
She sat below the tree and waited for Draco to come out of the house with the book they were going to be reading that day. She had been waiting for a while, and he was still yet to emerge from the house. it was odd, because she had thought that he had been enjoying the afternoon reading sessions as much as she had.
She waited and waited, telling herself that any minute now he would come outside and they could get on with it. But as the sun began to move lower in the sky, she thought that he would not be coming. Virginia stayed under the tree, hoping that maybe he would be here a little later.
But the only movement in the yard was a few hours later when a horse drawn cart came down the long winding drivewy to the house. The horses stopped, and the three men all climbed off and entered the house quickly. Virginia stood when she realised who they were.
Walking to the house quickly, Virginia moved to the back door and entered, looking around the big dining room. Malfoy was at one end with the three men, and then they all turned and made way to the stairs, revealing a slumped figure in the chair by the fire.
"Draco" she began, but Draco did not move, he just sat, captivated by the fire in front of him. Virginia approached the chair and looked at him, his face was pale and his hair was messy, and most surprising of all, his eyes were blood shot as though she had been crying.
"Draco, what is going on, why are the priest and the doctors here?" She asked urgently. Draco turned to her, and wiped another tear that had fallen from his eye.
"My mother died this morning"
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I am sorry this is really short, review.
