Conquest of the Heart

Chapter Six

The Dark Mark

DA

I open my eyes and stare around the room. It's really quiet so I'm guessing that everyone's still asleep. I stand up and look at the clock on the wall. 5:30? I seem to wake up really early a lot when I'm at Hogwarts. Oh well. I move over to my trunk and start unpacking my clothes into my dresser. I leave out a blouse, a skirt, some undergarments, some socks, and a Gryffindor tie and take care of the rest of my things, setting them here and there in the room before taking my clothes and retreating into the bathroom. I think I'll take a bath since it's the weekend.

I walk over to the faucet at the very end of tub and turn it to fill it with water. I put my hand under it and feel the temperature of the water. Just right, good. All of the many faucets start pouring water as well and soon the bathtub is filled. I turn the faucets off and start to undress, folding up all of my clothes and setting them just a little off the edge of the tub and sinking into it. I did have the urge, though, to cannonball, which was weird. I guess it's just the fact that the tub looks like a swimming pool.

I groan a little at the feeling of the hot water against my skin. I feel like I haven't taken a good bath in ages and I'm finally taking one. I sigh and swim over to another faucet, turning it and breathing in the sweet scented, football-shaped bubbles that were now pouring out of the faucets. Again, I just relax in the tub for a minute and then turn the bubbles off when there are far too many of them in the tub. I dunk my head under and let my hair become soaked in the flower smelling water. Then I leisure float on my back through the water…did I lock Draco's door before I got in?

I suddenly jump up when I hear the sound of water hitting glass as someone turns the shower on. I look around the bathroom, trying to figure out just which way I'm facing. Oh, there, that's my door and that's…Draco standing naked outside the shower!? I cover my eyes quickly and wait to hear a click that means the shower door has been shut and Draco's in it. My face burns which means I'm blushing very deeply. I am, however, on the wrong side of the tub to get out, get dressed, and get back in my room. Oh, why did the shower have to be closer to Hermione's and my dormitory!? Why!?

I swim over as fast as I can and crawl out, grabbing my clothes for the day and starting to get dressed after draining the tub. I have my underwear and bra on when the water in the shower turns off. I'm buttoning my blouse when I hear the door open…and I'm pulling my skirt up my legs when I hear some one whistle at me from behind. I know who that someone is…it's Malfoy.

DM

Now that is a sight I'd like to see first thing in the morning, every morning. Dorothy's bending over, back facing me, exposing her blue panties and she pulls her skirt up her legs. Aww, to bad. Those panties were so cute too. I wrap a towel around my waist as I watch her tuck her blouse into her skirt. After the towel is snug around me, I take this chance to wrap my arms around her waist and try to persuade her one last time to forgive me. Some of the hair that she hasn't captured into a bun is sticking to her face and it looks devilishly sexy. She tries to struggle against me but very halfheartedly, so I can tell she knows she's going to lose this battle.

"So, happy to see me, are you?" she asks, obviously feeling something against her lower back to tell her that I am.

"Mmm. Yes, very," I reply, nipping the outer shell of her ear. "Especially after that little display you gave me just a moment ago. Now, was that mere coincidence or did you want me to see you pretty little underwear?"

"It was coincidence Draco," she says, trying to pull my arms off of her. Aw, really? Too bad.

"Mmm," I say, licking the base of her neck playfully. She's scratching my arms to get away now. Oh no, you gave in and I'm not going to give up so just stop your attempts to escape. She smells good, though. Her skin gives off a scent of lavender and rain. "So, what is your agenda for the day?"

"Well, I was going to go down to breakfast and play it off from there but I'm beginning to think I should just hide out in my dormitory since you seem so keen on seducing me lately," she replies in a cold, harsh voice. How'd you figure me out so soon? "So um…what's this, eh?" She turns my arm a little and I try to pulls away but she clutches my arm tightly in her hand so that I can't get away. So now she wants my arms around her but for all the wrong reasons!

She twists my arm so she can see the dark tattoo on my pale skin. She looks at it for a minute and leans back as if in shock. Hey, it's not that bad! Apparently to her it is though. She stares almost paralyzed at the skull on my arm. Twisting around the skull, and with the head coming out of the open mouth, is a serpent. She recognizes it, as I do, to be the Dark Mark.

"You're a…Are you a…" Can't form a sentence?

"Death Eater? What would you do if I was?" I ask in a silky tone.

"I would…I would…" Her skin a little bit paler than usual. Recognizing what she's about to do, I cover her mouth and muffle her screech of terror. She fixes my arm so that the Dark mark isn't showing anymore and closes her eyes. You're upset about that? Aw, you must really care.

"Don't worry," I whisper into her ear. "I'm not a Death Eater. You can trust me."

"I'm not so sure about that," she mutters, after pulling my hand away from her mouth. Her eyes are still closed and she looks like someone just died.

DA

This isn't fair! Why did I have to see that stupid tattoo? Now I'm going to be haunted for the rest of my life by it! I sigh and try, futilely mind you, once again to get out of his grasp. He's pretty strong, I must admit. Fine. I give up. I fall limp in his arms and he gently sets me on the floor, facing him. I open my eyes and look at him. His eyes are that liquid silver color again. It makes me want to melt. No way! What am I saying? I am not going to do this again! He'll just break my heart again. He's a Slytherin. That's what Slytherins do. They break the Gryffindors down until they can't go down any farther.

He leans in so that he can whisper in my ear. I can feel his breath against my face and it makes me shiver a little. He grins at my shivering and then speaks.

"I know you're still mad at me," he growls softly. Yeah, I am! I have every right to be too! "But I don't want you to be mad anymore." It's not your choice if I'm mad or not, so there! "And, being a Malfoy and all, I always get what I want."

He pulls back just a little so he's looking in my eyes again. I must look really frightened. I honestly don't like where this is headed! Slowly he moves closer and I don't think my body will work well enough for me to turn my head this time. Somebody, HELP! He quickly brushes his lips against mine and my face burns a little as I blush. This is so not fair! He grins at my red cheeks and chuckles a little. It's not funny!

"Wait…"I manage when he comes in for the kill. Ha! I said something! "If you're not a…a Death Eater then why do you have the tattoo?"

"Hm." He seems disappointed that I stopped him but sits down in front of me. He's still only wearing a towel! At least he fixes it so that nothing's showing. Phew. "Well, if you must know," he starts. Yes, I must know! "My father made me have it put on when I was fourteen. He said that I'd be disowned as a Malfoy and killed if I didn't listen to him and get the Dark Mark Branded into my arm."

I feel bad I asked all of sudden and look down at the tiles on the floor. He smirks and stands up, dropping his towel to the floor. My eyes get wide and I cover my face with my hands! Oh my GOD! He did not just do that! …He DID! And I saw it!! When I hear a zipping sound, I peek through my fingers and see that Draco just zipped up a pair of dark blue jeans he's wearing. I know my face must be beet red right now because…I was not expecting that little surprise! He puts his black shirt on after that and walks over to me again.

"You're very red in the face," he states with a smirk. "Are you sick?" before I can scream my answer at him, he holds a finger to my lips and looks over. Hermione is standing there with a look of complete and utter shock on her face.

A/N: Well, Chapter 6. Not much to really say right now. Update soon. Ciao.

The AUthor