The Serpent Act
By Tanx
'They're ready to accept you, the mark is more than obvious and all you have to do is say yes...what's stopping you?' Lies, deceit, passion, death, sex, truth, love...Draco's loves and battles
Why am I doing this? Draco said to himself as he tried to keep the smile plastered on his face. It's all false . . .fake . . .she doesn't even love me.
The long walk up the red velvet carpet was fast approaching its end and Draco had not yet come out of his depressed cocoon. Life was playing tricks on him . . .every time he found something he wanted, really wanted, it would disappear before his eyes . . .just like his mother.
She didn't know what hit her, really. One moment she was sitting on the chair knitting, the next he had killed her . . .not Draco, but someone else. Someone invisible.
He acted slowly. No one even suspected he had that sort of cruel, hateful intent until she was . . .well . . .dead.
Something interrupted Draco's dark thoughts. And just as well, he may have screamed.
'Jineerva Moss, Mr Malfoy. So lovely to see you . . .all grown up.' A great, plump, smily woman pinched his cheeks as she said this. 'I'm Harriet's mother. So pleased this could all go ahead. Shame I haven't been able to meet you earlier, it's just that I wa . . .'
'Quite alright, Mrs Moss.' Said Draco, holding up his arm to salute her to stop.
Mrs Moss looked quite downtrodden and continued up the carpet with a look of great unease on her face.
'One of many, my son, one of many.' Said Lucius Malfoy, Draco's father, also trying to keep a smile on his pale face. Lucius' thoughts were anywhere but with his son, however. He was thinking of how old he was getting. Soon he would be too aged for the followers of You Know Who, and his son was his only heir to the great Malfoy fortune.
The other night when they had talked the possibility of joining the Death Eaters through, Draco had seemed anything but keen. Infact, he looked positively frightened.
Lucius looked up from the floor to see that the pair had arrived at the dinner hall. Assembled around a large rectangular table stretching from one side of the room to the other were about twenty people, all dressed very formally and patiently waiting for the arrival of the Malfoy assemblage.
Draco winced as he saw the twenty or so people just waiting to sink their teeth into him. Not literally of course, but a few of the people gathered at the table looked extremely haughty and some even looked evil.
In the middle of the table on the left he saw the youngest girl at the table, presumably Harriet. A girl of about sixteen. She was quite pretty, Draco noted, with long dark brown hair and lightly tanned skin. Draco was drawn fist, though, to her eyes. Harriet's eyes were exactly like those of a cat. They sloped upward and were of the boldest, brightest yellow/green he had ever seen. Yes, she was very pretty - unusual, but no doubt attractive. So that was Harriet, sitting there calmly, listening attentively to the woman beside her, looking completely undaunted about the reason she was there. This was his future -
The girl he was to marry, all too soon.
End ch1
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ps: Subplot - Who killed Narcissa?!!