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Chapter 2 the first encounter

"Hello you" Claire said seeing a dark barn owl waiting for her in her apartment a few days after the dinner at the burrow. She had just has dinner with Ron and it was pretty late already. She switched on the light and took the letter from the owl.

I'll be seeing you soon, Clairelle

Claire looked at the little piece of parchment for a few seconds before turning it around to see of everything else was on it, it was completely blank except for that one sentence however. She looked up at the owl...but it had left through the open window again. That night she had the same dream again...

"In order to exist there has to be a world as evil as this one is good, Romulus, it all has to do with the balance of the universe. But surely you knew this, isn't that correct, Romulus?" A cold voice cut through the evening air.

"tell me, Romulus, did you know?!" the cold voice asked again. "of course you didn't" the voice sneered. "now let us see how this portal will open..."

"you'll never get me through that portal!" another voice said fiercely. It was the voice of a rather young man, bound by invisible ropes.

"Nooo!" she screamed sitting up straight in her bed, she looked around the room bewildered before realizing she was late for work.

"miss LaCoste?' Claire's secretary opened the door to Claire's office. It was 5 o clock and she was getting ready to go home. "there's a man here for you" Claire looked up from on one of her files and ran a hand through her long blonde hair. She was sitting in her big leather chair with her feet on her big cherry wooden desk.

"well...who is it?"

"I don't know, he didn't say his name" Claire stared at her secretary for a few seconds before answering.

"ok...send him in" her secretary disappeared and a few seconds later she heard the door open, she didn't look up though.

"Hello Clairelle" a soft voice drawled. She felt a shiver go down her spine and quickly looked up. There he was standing right in front of her; none other than Draco Malfoy.

"Malfoy?!" she said defensively, quickly getting her feet of the desk and standing up. "what are you doing here?" Surely he's up to no good...I hope he doesn't curse me though, my wand is on the other side of the office. He studied her small face for a few seconds, his eyes roamed over her almost turquoise eyes, her delicate nose and her full pink lips. Her light hair was in a loose bun creating a few tendrils framing her face. She wasn't what he had been expecting to find; she was wearing a pair of tight fitting jeans and a light pink figure hugging t-shirt saying GURU making her figure come out nicely. He was a little taken aback though, he didn't expect to find the same sweet girlie girl she'd been years ago. He smirked as she was staring at him with her big baby like turquoise eyes.

"hello there, LaCoste" he drawled in his soft voice, in the same as he done all those years at Hogwarts. "missed me?" She just stared at him, an expression of utter disgust appearing on her face. Hearing him call her by her last name again brought back countless memories off her Hogwarts time.

"whatever" she said rolling her eyes. She looked into his piercing gray eyes and felt weak all of a sudden. "Why are you here?" she asked with a sigh slowly backing away from him.

"I've come to..." he paused for a second, as if thinking about what words to use. "...cash a check" he decided taking a step towards her. She backed up even further and fell back into her big leather chair. He leaned on the leather arm holders and moved his face so close that his light blonde hair touched her cheek as he leaned over her. "you owe me, Clairelle..." he drawled.

"I..I don't owe you!" she said attempting to grin. "I owe you nothing" Suddenly understanding dawned on her face and he smirked. He cant be serious! This is between our grandfathers , not us! But...the fact stays...my family owes his family...his grandfather saved the life of mine... "you mean you want...me to...pay you back cause your grandfather saved the life of mine?!" He leaned over her again, his face even closer than it had been minutes ago. His eyes went from her eyes to her full soft pink lips as he still was a mere inch away. Her eyes traveled from his gray eyes to his lips and she subconsciously licked her lips making him smirk with satisfaction.

"Indeed, Clairelle..." he whispered sending shivers up her spine, suddenly a immense fear hit her... What would he have me do? Surely something horrible... She didn't want him to know she was scared though, so she sat up straight and looked into his cold gray eyes.

"well..." she started, hoping her voice wasn't too shaky or giving anything away. "what is it then? What do you want?" A small smirk was playing on his lips making her stare at his them once again. His lips looked silky just like the rest of him.... She sat there for a few seconds lost in thoughts staring at his lips.

"Marry me" he stated simply, still a arrogant smirk plastered across his face. It took a few seconds before she realized what he had just asked her and she stared at him in disbelieve.

"you're joking" she said with a small laugh, without a hint of amusement in her voice. He leaned closer again. She knew he was being serious and didn't need him to answer really.

"oh no...no Clairelle, I'm not joking..." he drawled softly. She closed her eyes for a few seconds. She had no idea what to do...she knew she wasn't able to refuge, it's a wizards debt. Her thoughts went out to Harry...she loved him so much...they were engaged! What could she do?! Maybe if I say no, he'll just accept it...

"oh no...Hell fucking no!" she hissed angrily. "I'd rather die!"

"I'll keep that in mind" he said with a cold chuckle. She remained silent and crossed her arms staring out of the window pretending he wasn't there. Of course every fiber in her body was tensed and she had to do her very best to keep her hands from shaking.

"W...Why me?" she finally asked, as he apparently didn't have any intentions to leave. He turned to face her again.

"I need my grandfathers approval...and I'll get that by marrying you, Clairelle..." he explained in his usual sneer. "I need you to get my family fortune" She looked at him with her big turquoise eyes wide in surprise, she was unable to speak...he was actually serious! "of course you'll get part of the money before our divorce" he added with a smirk.

"what makes you think I need your money?" she asked coming to her senses.

"oh please! I know LaCoste enterprises is down to the ground!" he snapped at her moving closer again. "your family could surely use the money..." he continued as he leaned over her again, pinning her in her chair. Her family certainly could use the money....her father had made one bad investment, just one, and now LaCoste enterprises was down to the ground. Maybe I should do this...for my family...infact I don't think I have a choice...but what about me and Harry?! She bit her lip nervously making it deeper pink. He placed his hand on her cheek and his eyes traveled to her deep pink lips. He moved closer and she felt his hot soft lips touch hers, her hands immediately traveled up to his hair caressing and feeling the soft silky locks. A moan escaped her lips and he pulled back a little. She blinked a few times and a wave of guilt washed over her. Oh my god...I just kissed Malfoy!

"Marry me..." he said, his voice muffled against her lips. She knew she had no choice; her family owed his and not matter he asked her, she had to do it. Why me? ...I don't want to marry him, he doesn't know me! I want to marry Harry...I love him... She felt his hot breath against her skin making her breathing go faster. She felt her cheeks flush as he started planting small kisses on her neck making his way back to her mouth. He smirked with pleasure against her hot skin as he heard her fast raggy breath. Finally he captured her lips in a kiss again, parting her lips with his tongue and exploring her mouth. She let her hands travel down his back feeling his hot skin through his simple black skirt he was wearing, Finally he pulled back form the kiss, leaving her longing for more.

"marry me" he said again, his nose nuzzling her cheek making her even more confused. This is just ridicules.

"I...I...well I don't...I mean we...I'm already getting married to someone else" she started uncomfortably. She forced herself to calmness and closed her eyes for a few seconds.

"to whom are you getting married then?" he asked leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, as if he had been expecting this. She looked at him helplessly, unarming him with her baby like eyes.

"oh don't give me that look, Clairelle, you got yourself into that mess with...Saint Potter would be my guess" he said with a sneer. She looked down at her hands but after a second she changed her mind and looked him in the eye.

"Its not a mess! Its love! Not that you know what that is...and don't cal him Saint Potter, Malfoy!' As she said that he saw that fire in her eyes, he had seen it many times at Hogwarts. A smirk appeared on his face as he realized he had missed it...but just a little.

"so it is Potter" he concluded still smirking. "well...be sure to break his hearth with care" he sneered. Claire was fighting her tears now, not wanting him to see her tears.

"I'll contact you about all the arrangements as soon as possible" he walked towards the door and turned around as he reached it. "I'll be seeing you...Clairelle" he said before he left, his black cloak billowing behind him. Claire sat at her desk stunned as soundless tears made their way over her cheeks.