Summary: Ginny is cursed into a sleeping death by Draco Malfoy, only to
awake in a world where she is forced to marry the one person she despises
most. M/
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Chapter 10: Father and Son
Draco sat nervously in his cavernous room. It was Easter break and he was back at Malfoy Mansion. He loved being home. He loved the freedom of practicing spells as he pleased and concocting potions that they never would have even considered making in class. But right now Draco was not happy to be home. His father, ever since the day he had returned, was acting odd. He was smiling a lot and humming to himself. This made Draco put his guard up. What was even more worrisome was the fact that his father kept looking at him and chuckling to himself. And this morning he had asked Draco to meet him in his study after he got home from work. This was why Draco was now sitting in his room so apprehensively. He was never allowed in his father's private study unless he was to be punished. Draco flinched at the thought and memories of all the crucatious curses that had taken place in that room. It was rapidly approaching five O'clock; Draco rose from his bed and began to pace around his room trying to think of apologies and excuses to get out of the punishment awaiting him. Then a soft knock came at the door.
"Come in," he called. He watched as the door opened and a beautiful woman appeared. "Hello mother, what can I do for you?" he asked. "Your father has requested that you escort me to his study," she said dryly. "Yes, Mum," he said holding his arm out for her to take. Mother and son began to descend to Lucius study. At last they came to a large portrait of a fierce looking woman in a fire red dress. "Password!" she snapped. "Ring Bearer," replied Narcissa, "Draco, please behave in here." She said as the door opened. The door, now fully open, revealed a large dark study. Bookcases, a small potions table, a large ebony desk, chests, and other items filled the room. "Ah, you're finally here," said Lucius cheerfully, "Come. Sit down." Draco obeyed, sitting quickly in the high-backed black leather chair. He hated these chairs; they made him feel so small. Once Narcissa had sat down Lucius began what Draco would remember as The Day That Changed The World. "Draco, like I told you a few weeks ago, I will be giving you a punishment. And like you promised you will obey my command." "Yes, Father, of course." "Now then, as you know you are soon to be graduated from Hogwarts and expected to become a Successfully member of the wizarding society. For his you need several things. Money, of which we have plenty, pride, determination, a sound mind and most importantly a wife." Said Lucius emphasizing the word wife.
Draco stared at his father and then nodded slowly for him to continue. "A wife," began Lucius, "is paramount to the success of any man; she is his representative to those of her sex, and a tool against the opposite sex. If a wife is loyal, gracious and smart she will aid your every endeavor." Lucius eyes traveled to Narcissas and he smiled, "Your mother is a prime example of these features. Now, Draco, since your judgment has been lacking I have taken matters into my own hands to procure you a suitable wife." Draco sat in shock; thoughts of rage, fear, and confusion filled his head.
"You will be engaged on May 5th, her 16th birthday. But the wedding will not be until the end of summer( decide on time line.). The wife I have chosen for you," Lucius continued, "will need some work but, I must say I feel that she will turn out beautifully given the right training and circumstances. She will receive a private tutor while she is still in school as well as time spent with our family, especially Narcissa, learning how we live and how she is expected to behave as a Malfoy. Meanwhile you will find a job suitable for a Malfoy and start to build your name. I assume that I do not need to tell you that this that this engagement is a secret, so please keep it that way. This is what you are to do. Do you understand? What do you say Draco?" "Yes, I have given you my word Father and I will not break it," Draco responded flatly. "Very good Son." "Father? May I inquire to whom I am to be married?" "Yes." Lucius said and then paused, "Ginny Weasley." Draco instinctively shouted, "A Weasley! But father..." Lucius cut him off with a look and then said, "Is there a problem, Draco?" "No," Draco said hanging his head "will there be anything else Father?" "No, you may go get washed up for supper." "Yes Father." he replied rising from the tall chair. Mother and Son began to exit the study but once in the hallway Narcissa was called back to her husband, leaving Draco alone.
Draco walked almost mechanically all the way back to his quarters. Once safely inside once safely inside his room with the door locked Draco screamed. He couldn't think; everything was cluttered. He felt angry, betrayed, and humiliated. Draco stopped screaming when a knock came at his door. "Yes? He inquired "Is Master Draco quite well?" the voice from behind the door asked. "Yes, Promus I am fine, thank you, carry on," Draco responded.
Not wanting his father to be informed of his outbursts, Draco, walked to his bed. He could always think here. He loved the feel of the black silk sheets and large down quilts surrounding him. Draco thought about the event that had just occurred. Why a Weasley! What will everyone at school think? And what about Pansy, oh she will be livid, I don't know if I can handle her. Merlin, and it will take forever to train that little uncultured girl. Ginny isn't even desirable in any sense of the word. I hate him; I will get him back for this. Draco's thoughts continued to swirl in his mind. About an hour later a light knock came at the door. It opened revealing a rather flushed Narcissa. She gracefully went to her son's side and tried to comfort him.
"My Dragon," she began, "don't be upset. It is for the best. Ginny has a strong pureblood line and even the lineage of Black through marriage. She may not be as accustomed to our way of living but I assure you that she will learn and be more willing to learn because she will have a better life with you. She will be a great wife because she was not trained in the typical Pureblood manner. I will be training her to be the perfect wife for you, not the perfect wife for just any pureblood, as they are normal trained to do. You will have a wife that knows your every need and thought. Who else has that? Please try to make this work Dragon. I know it will hard but I think eventually you will see her value. If you don't why right now, here is one reason that will help you even before you are married. She is Ron Weasleys' sister, who, as you know, is the best friend of that Harry Potter." Draco slowly raised his head; he hadn't thought of that. "How stupid of me," he thought and smiled. "See, I knew you would come around," she said beaming, "Now please get ready for supper. We wouldn't want to keep your father waiting." "Yes Mum." He said as she left the room. Draco now in a much better mood he started to plot and change for dinner.
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Chapter 10: Father and Son
Draco sat nervously in his cavernous room. It was Easter break and he was back at Malfoy Mansion. He loved being home. He loved the freedom of practicing spells as he pleased and concocting potions that they never would have even considered making in class. But right now Draco was not happy to be home. His father, ever since the day he had returned, was acting odd. He was smiling a lot and humming to himself. This made Draco put his guard up. What was even more worrisome was the fact that his father kept looking at him and chuckling to himself. And this morning he had asked Draco to meet him in his study after he got home from work. This was why Draco was now sitting in his room so apprehensively. He was never allowed in his father's private study unless he was to be punished. Draco flinched at the thought and memories of all the crucatious curses that had taken place in that room. It was rapidly approaching five O'clock; Draco rose from his bed and began to pace around his room trying to think of apologies and excuses to get out of the punishment awaiting him. Then a soft knock came at the door.
"Come in," he called. He watched as the door opened and a beautiful woman appeared. "Hello mother, what can I do for you?" he asked. "Your father has requested that you escort me to his study," she said dryly. "Yes, Mum," he said holding his arm out for her to take. Mother and son began to descend to Lucius study. At last they came to a large portrait of a fierce looking woman in a fire red dress. "Password!" she snapped. "Ring Bearer," replied Narcissa, "Draco, please behave in here." She said as the door opened. The door, now fully open, revealed a large dark study. Bookcases, a small potions table, a large ebony desk, chests, and other items filled the room. "Ah, you're finally here," said Lucius cheerfully, "Come. Sit down." Draco obeyed, sitting quickly in the high-backed black leather chair. He hated these chairs; they made him feel so small. Once Narcissa had sat down Lucius began what Draco would remember as The Day That Changed The World. "Draco, like I told you a few weeks ago, I will be giving you a punishment. And like you promised you will obey my command." "Yes, Father, of course." "Now then, as you know you are soon to be graduated from Hogwarts and expected to become a Successfully member of the wizarding society. For his you need several things. Money, of which we have plenty, pride, determination, a sound mind and most importantly a wife." Said Lucius emphasizing the word wife.
Draco stared at his father and then nodded slowly for him to continue. "A wife," began Lucius, "is paramount to the success of any man; she is his representative to those of her sex, and a tool against the opposite sex. If a wife is loyal, gracious and smart she will aid your every endeavor." Lucius eyes traveled to Narcissas and he smiled, "Your mother is a prime example of these features. Now, Draco, since your judgment has been lacking I have taken matters into my own hands to procure you a suitable wife." Draco sat in shock; thoughts of rage, fear, and confusion filled his head.
"You will be engaged on May 5th, her 16th birthday. But the wedding will not be until the end of summer( decide on time line.). The wife I have chosen for you," Lucius continued, "will need some work but, I must say I feel that she will turn out beautifully given the right training and circumstances. She will receive a private tutor while she is still in school as well as time spent with our family, especially Narcissa, learning how we live and how she is expected to behave as a Malfoy. Meanwhile you will find a job suitable for a Malfoy and start to build your name. I assume that I do not need to tell you that this that this engagement is a secret, so please keep it that way. This is what you are to do. Do you understand? What do you say Draco?" "Yes, I have given you my word Father and I will not break it," Draco responded flatly. "Very good Son." "Father? May I inquire to whom I am to be married?" "Yes." Lucius said and then paused, "Ginny Weasley." Draco instinctively shouted, "A Weasley! But father..." Lucius cut him off with a look and then said, "Is there a problem, Draco?" "No," Draco said hanging his head "will there be anything else Father?" "No, you may go get washed up for supper." "Yes Father." he replied rising from the tall chair. Mother and Son began to exit the study but once in the hallway Narcissa was called back to her husband, leaving Draco alone.
Draco walked almost mechanically all the way back to his quarters. Once safely inside once safely inside his room with the door locked Draco screamed. He couldn't think; everything was cluttered. He felt angry, betrayed, and humiliated. Draco stopped screaming when a knock came at his door. "Yes? He inquired "Is Master Draco quite well?" the voice from behind the door asked. "Yes, Promus I am fine, thank you, carry on," Draco responded.
Not wanting his father to be informed of his outbursts, Draco, walked to his bed. He could always think here. He loved the feel of the black silk sheets and large down quilts surrounding him. Draco thought about the event that had just occurred. Why a Weasley! What will everyone at school think? And what about Pansy, oh she will be livid, I don't know if I can handle her. Merlin, and it will take forever to train that little uncultured girl. Ginny isn't even desirable in any sense of the word. I hate him; I will get him back for this. Draco's thoughts continued to swirl in his mind. About an hour later a light knock came at the door. It opened revealing a rather flushed Narcissa. She gracefully went to her son's side and tried to comfort him.
"My Dragon," she began, "don't be upset. It is for the best. Ginny has a strong pureblood line and even the lineage of Black through marriage. She may not be as accustomed to our way of living but I assure you that she will learn and be more willing to learn because she will have a better life with you. She will be a great wife because she was not trained in the typical Pureblood manner. I will be training her to be the perfect wife for you, not the perfect wife for just any pureblood, as they are normal trained to do. You will have a wife that knows your every need and thought. Who else has that? Please try to make this work Dragon. I know it will hard but I think eventually you will see her value. If you don't why right now, here is one reason that will help you even before you are married. She is Ron Weasleys' sister, who, as you know, is the best friend of that Harry Potter." Draco slowly raised his head; he hadn't thought of that. "How stupid of me," he thought and smiled. "See, I knew you would come around," she said beaming, "Now please get ready for supper. We wouldn't want to keep your father waiting." "Yes Mum." He said as she left the room. Draco now in a much better mood he started to plot and change for dinner.