Hi every one, sorry it took so long to update, but I have been really busy. I hope you like this one.

Oh, and just so you know, I am on my Easter holiday, so I can update a lot quicker now.

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"My, My…the little witch has returned" Malfoy mumbled as he entered the barn, watching intently as his son and Virginia slept on. She was brave coming back. Either brave or stupid.

Entering the barn, Malfoy came to her side and knelt, shading the sleeping children. He occupied himself for a few seconds, running his hands softly over the long red hair that lay a knotted mess around her. She was so beautiful, so peaceful, so innocent when she slept.

And innocence that Malfoy would kill for.

Jealously surged within him as he watched the sleeping children. An angry jealousy that made his blood boil and bubble within him. Virginia had refused her body to him, but obviously not to his son.

She had been playing with fire when she had turned him down. Fire so hot that the town was already beginning to burn with suspicion. More of the innocent towns folk were being accused as the days went on. Any one who so much as mentioned the Weasleys were being set to death.

He did not hold their deaths to his conscience, for it was not his fault that Virginia had turned him down. It would be her fault when the others died. Virginia would not have been so silly as to not realise the consequences of her actions. Even some one like her, some one who would not of know any better about anything else in the world, should have known it was unwise to upset a Malfoy.

But she would see her death soon enough, especially now that she had returned to their home. He would make her sit, and watch the deaths of all the other innocents, of the many people who refuse to believe her family was evil. He would make her witness their deaths, and then Malfoy would make sure that she was gone, forever.

And he would make his son witness the death of his beloved Virginia.

He would tie her up and take her to the town hall, where she would be thrown in the stocks, and then given a nice jail cell until the day of her trials. She would be tied to her chair, and spit upon by those who believed Malfoys stories. She would be injured and ridiculed, and nothing could save her. Not her pride, and definitely not her love.

Anger ran through him as the light from the doorway shone onto the sleeping bodies. There was something around her neck, something that was glistening against her skin. A simple gold chain. The same gold chain that he had given to his wife so many years earlier.

Snatching it off of her neck angrily, Virginia woke. She looked up at him in horror, opening her mouth to say something, but nothing came out.

"Where did you get this?" he asked, shaking his fist at her. Inside his fist was the now broken gold chain that Draco had given her. It dangled, shaking slightly as Malfoy's fist shook in anger. "Answer me. Did you steal it from my home? Did you pry it from my wife's cold dead hand."

"It was a … it was a gift" Virginia managed.

"From who?"

Virginia could not find the words to answer, fear ran through her, paralysing her. She knew that she should reply, or at least move, but she couldn't. After what seemed like hours of Malfoy staring down at her, Virginia scooted backwards on the blanket, knocking Draco awake in the process.

"Answer me, witch, from who was this a gift?" Malfoy asked, stepping forward.

"From me" Draco replied, sitting up from his spot beside Virginia. Throwing the blanket off of himself, he stood. "Return it to her, now!"

"Or what Draco. You defy me again?" Malfoy asked.

"You have no business ruining her life like this, or ruining mine." Draco replied, reaching for his fathers hand where he still clutched the chain. He tried to pull his fist open, but was stopped when his father stuck him.

Stumbling, Draco tripped over the blankets and fell backwards onto the floor. Virginia was by his side immediately, her hand running over the red mark that his fathers hand had caused, whispering soft reassuring words and apologies.

Draco opened his eyes, and looked deeply into Virginia's. They were lined with tears that he could tell she was struggling to hold back. He shot her a soft smile. "I am ok" he mumbled. Virginia nodded, and wrapped her arms around him, burring her head into his neck.

But a hand soon landed on her shoulder, ripping her away from Draco, and discarding her to the side, practically throwing her across the room. She landed with a thump, and looked up at Malfoy, who was pulling Draco to his feet, dragging him up so that he could look into his eyes.

"I am tired of your attitude boy." he growled "You bruises from the last bashing I gave you still have not healed, I would hate to see what damage I could do to you now"

Draco did not move, but by the look on his face, Virginia could see that he would fight his father if that was what it came down to. She watched as, by his side, he clenched and unclenched his fists, preparing to drive them mercilessly into his fathers body if need be.

Malfoy threw him to the floor, and Draco rolled onto his side, winded. Malfoy approached him, almost as though he was preparing to kick his son, but stoped, and did nothing more than place his toes under Draco's leg, shifting it.

"Speak boy" Malfoy began "Tell me what it was you planned to do?"

Draco did not reply. He pushed himself up off of the hard wood floor of the barn, and dusted his clothing. Glaring at his father, he moved to Virginia, making sure that she was unhurt.

"Answer me boy!" He exclaimed, approaching him, and lifting him by the shoulder so he was standing again.

"We planned to run" Draco replied truthfully. But his father only growled, and led his towards the door, throwing him down into the mud outside the barn.

"Where would you run to son? Who would want you and your little whore!" Malfoy exclaimed, and then kicked Draco swiftly in the ribs. Draco rolled over a little, and grabbed at his side. He was sure the blow had broken at least on of his ribs.

"We did not care, as long as we were away from you" Draco replied defiantly. Malfoy turned red with anger, and once again slammed his foot into his son's ribs. This time, when his rib broke, it was so loud that even Virginia could hear the bone breaking.

Malfoy continued to kick his son. Draco turned over, and tried to push himself up so he could fight back, but Malfoy momentarily paralysed him with a kick to the stomach. He felt as though he was going to black out. Rolling onto his back, Draco brought his hands over his face, and stayed as still as possible.

From the door of the barn, he could hear Virginia screaming, trying, unsuccessfully to get Malfoy to stop his attack. But the sharp blows of his fathers boot kept hitting Draco's side.

Draco's broken rib ached, but the blood pumping in his ears was not enough to drown out Virginia's agonised screams, which echoed inside him. Unable to take it any more, he closed his eyes, and begged for solace to come.

When he opened his eyes again, he was still laying in the mud. Virginia was knelt at his side, and Malfoy stood, towering over them both. Not much time could have passed, it may have felt like hours or days to him, but her realised it was probably only seconds since he had closed his eyes.

"You will get away from him, girl, if you know what is good for you" Malfoy growled at Virginia, but she took a deep breath and did not move. She stayed at Draco's side.

"Don't hurt him any more" she exclaimed "Please don't hurt him. He cant take it"

"Then he is weak!" Malfoy replied. From his vantage point, Draco could see that his father was raising his foot, once again preparing to kick him in the side.

"Please, no. Don't hurt him. I will do anything you want Malfoy, just don't hurt Draco!" She stood, and Malfoy lowered his foot, and took in the young girl. There was fear in her eyes, and tears running down her dirty pale cheeks. She was shaking, visibly scared, but she had just offered a trade.

"Anything I want?" Malfoy began, licking his lips in the disgusting way that made Virginia's blood turn ice cold.

Shaking with fear, she replied "Anything"

"No, Virginia…" Draco mumbled, But Virginia ignored him.

"But…" She began, meeting Malfoy's eyes "After, you grant both Draco and I freedom"

"And why would I do that?"

"You have made it extremely obvious from the beginning, that you only ever wanted my body. I am….I am offering what you wanted. And in return, I get what I want. In return, you let me and Draco go." She replied, her voice wavering. She was hoping she at least sounded confident, because she sure did not feel confident with what she was saying.

"Virginia…" Draco began hollowly, and for the first time in a while, she looked down at him. His lips were twisted into a tight, painful grimace. Virginia wasn't sure if it was pain from his injuries, or pain from what she had just said. She knelt beside him, and ran her hand down his cheek.

"I am sorry, don't you see, I have to" She whispered. "I have to, it is the only way we can be free of him"

Draco winced as he tried to roll onto his side, but Virginia held him down. "You don't have to, Virginia, Please don't…"

"I accept your deal" Malfoy interrupted them. Both Draco and Virginia looked up at him. "Come into the house Virginia, you can get cleaned up a little" he offered his hand to help her up from where she was sitting. Virginia ignored the hand, but stood, taking a shaky breath.

She ignored both Draco and Malfoy as she pushed past them, and quickly made her way to the house.

When the door had opened and closed again, Malfoy delivered another kick to his sons ribs. With an evil smile, Malfoy turned to the house. "I always win Draco, remember that"

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Tears ran down her face as she stood in Draco's bedroom. Was this really the price she had to pay for her freedom? For the freedom of the man she loved?

Would she really do what she said she would? Could she do it?

She sure as hell knew that she didn't want to do it. It was breaking her heart that this was what she had to do to have a life. She would have to give herself to the most horrid man she had ever met. Virginia had no choice but to give herself to the man she hated before she could give herself to the man she loved.

Was it worth it, She wondered as she looked out of the window and across the yard. Would this be worse than death. Virginia knew she was putting herself through hell, just to get to the heaven that could or could not have been on the other side.

Draco. She was doing this for him. So she could be with him. But was this what he wanted. Of course not. She was breaking his heart.
There was movement behind her, but Virginia did not move. She didn't need to, it was obvious who it was.

"My sons room?" Malfoy questioned, walking into the room a little. "You wish for this to happen in his bedroom. On my sons bed, where he sleeps?"

Virginia did not answer. "What does that say about your feelings for him. You would rather bed his father in his bed."

"I would never give you the satisfaction of this happening in your bed, sir. It may not be the purest bed in the township, but it is still your wedding bed" She replied, not turning to face him. Instead, Virginia moved to the window, and looked out over the back yard.

Draco had pulled himself up, off of the mud covered ground. He was now standing, leaning his weight against the door of the barn. He looked towards his window, and looked away again when he saw her standing there.

"Is he watching you in the window?" Malfoy asked, crossing the room and standing close behind Virginia. He was so close she could feel his hot breath on her. It made her skin crawl.

"Is he looking up here?" Malfoy began, kissing Virginia's neck. "Is he watching me now, can he see me kissing you?" Malfoy asked and he turned Virginia in his arms and pressed his lips to hers. Virginia did not kiss back, but stood, unmoving.

"How do you think Draco feels? Knowing his father was the one to steal your innocence." he asked "How do you feel about it?"

His lips were on hers again before she could reply, but once again, she refused to move, she refused to kiss her back.

"Maybe we should get him up here to watch…" Malfoy growled. Virginia almost gagged at his words, and tried desperately to pull away. But Malfoy was to strong, and grabbed the front of her dress, ripping it open.

Virginia stumbled backwards as the material of her dress ripped. She turned towards the door, ready to leave. Malfoy reached out, and took her hand, bringing her harshly back to him.

"If you run, you will bring death to him also" Malfoy told her. Virginia did not hesitate is turning once again, and leaving Malfoy Manor.

Malfoy watched from his sons window as Virginia ran across the yard, and into Draco's arms. She sobbed into his shoulder, and he stroked her hair, comforting her as much as he could.

"That was your third mistake witch"

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