Note: Flashbacks in italics. This chapter is PG-13 also!

Chapter 8: Where are we going?

Draco looked out his window, it was raining. He pressed his head on the glass. He'd been waiting for her to come back.

"Heh," Draco laughed while touching his lower lip with his index and middle finger.

"She bit me," Draco said out loud now with a grin upon his face.

"I wouldn't linger on that very long," said Lucius as he entered Draco's room.

"What are you doing here?" asked Draco in a harsh tone as he sharply turned his head.

"Do not be foolish Draco," continued Lucius ignoring Draco's question. "She's a nymph and therefore only using your attraction for her to get what she really wants."

"I-I am NOT attracted to her!" said Draco not wanting to admit that his father was right about his feelings.

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"Aaarggh," shouted Draco as he steadily walked down the hall.

"I'll show him who is attracted and who is attractive!" Draco was furious that his father thought he was weak and foolish for enjoying what was the company of a very attractive woman.

'Is she even a woman? Is she even human?' pondered Draco. 'I don't even know anything about her.'

"Damn," he cursed as he slammed his fist on the wall next to him, "he was right."

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Faith put her hand on her left cheek; it burned, but her cool hand soothed it. Julius had violently slapped her. It was the second time that day that she was abused, though this second time she could tell no physical pain from emotional.

"Have you forgotten what we fought for? What we declared?" shouted Julius putting his hands on her shoulders and shaking her.

"Who did this to you?" said Julius. He could tell it wasn't the Eleanor he knew; some evil magic had consumed her.

"I came here declaring what I am of my own free will." replied Faith in monotone.

Suddenly the door opened again and in came Philip with the girl. Philip had his arm around the girl and his other was touching her face and arm.

"Julius," said Philip as he entered, "you have yourself wild girl here. You won't believe what she.."

Philip looked up to see that he'd gotten in the middle of something. If it's one thing that the nymphs do not like, it is getting into the middle of someone else's affairs.

"Ah, we'll be leaving again then." said Philip.

"Shall we my dear," he said as he winked and the two of them walked out of the room again giggling.

Julius heaved a great sigh as he brushed his hands through his golden brown hair.

"What are we ever going to do with you Eleanor?" said Julius calmly. "You always get yourself into some sort of trouble."

"It all has to do with that wizard, doesn't it?" he said looking up at her expressionless face. "It always does," he paused, "when will you ever learn to just keep away from them?"

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He took her by the arm and walked her slowly down the hall. He held her a little closer. 'If only we could've walked this way before,' thought Julius wishing that she could've been his once more.

"Where are we going?" asked Faith a little worried. It was the first real sign of emotion she had since the curse was put on her.

He didn't answer her right away, and they continued walking down the corridor. The palace was actually a grand place. It was bright a heavenly and decorated with the finest of things. Paintings of history hung on the walls, great battles and movements throughout all of time.

His arm felt warm and she moved closer. Faith looked up at his face. She could almost remember who he was, who she was, and what she was doing. Her hand inched closer to his face. They stopped. Julius turned and took her hand into his leading her hand to touch his heart.

"I don't know what is wrong with you, but please come back to me."

"Sir, Nathaniel has ordered the troops in."

Julius looked at her once more. He hated leaving her. Watching her sleep had made him forget the war that was going on. Julius kissed her gently on the forehead.

He was halfway out of bed and his movements woke her.

"Where are you going? Can I come along too?" she kidded as she grabbed hold of his arm stopping him from stepping out of bed.

"Only if you look extremely masculine and enchanting in armor," he joked back and stroked her hair.

Julius bent forward to smell her strawberry sweet hair. Faith took his face in her hands and kissed him.

"Don't love," he pulled away.

She disliked being alone. For weeks she hoped that the war would end so that she could spend the rest of her life with Julius.

"Promise me something," said Faith quietly.

"Hmm?" Julius turned around, "Oh anything for you love."

"Promise you'll come back," she said as she scrunched her face.

Julius came back over to the bed. "You feel that love?" asked Julius as he took Faith's hand and placed it over his heart.

She nodded, "Feel you and I hear you too." She smiled sweetly at him, "But do you hear me?"

"No love, but why don't I put my hand…" smirked Julius.

"Piss off Julius, I'm being serious here. Can you hear me in the bottom of my heart? Do you hear the pain inside?" she looked at him honestly, "Do you hear me crying in my heart?"

"I will come back, I promise." He kissed her again and left.

"I came back," continued Julius. He looked away from her face, the pain in his heart had gotten the better of him. "Do you remember making me promise to come back? Do you know I did? Do you know who it was that told me you had left? Do you know how hurt I was?"

He looked at her again, "All along I had thought you were hurt and feeble, but no, you, YOU, are a tricky little nymph. You've played with my heart for the last time Eleanor."

They continued their walking and reached a set of rather tall doors. There were unique carvings on the door. Faith looked at them closely and they seemed to move. The flowers and trees waved as the wind blew, 'But there was no wind,' thought Faith. She looked around her and realized where she was.

"Julius," she looked at him. "I'm, I-I'm sorry that," she looked down on the floor, "I left."

Julius looked at her and smiled.

"It's alright love," he said as he opened the doors.

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"We as the people of nymphs and satyrs degree declare ourselves as free of wizard tyranny. No longer will we be seen as infidels!" shouted Nathaniel as he gave his speech to the people.

"Let it be known that we are superior and therefore have nothing to do with those that are wizards or humans!" added Julius as he waved the olive branch about.

The crowd cheered and rejoiced.

"Nymphs have nothing to do with wizards Eleanor and you know that." said Nathaniel as Faith gave her testimony.

Faith was confused.

"B-b-but," she stammered.

"I am so lost," she put her face in her palms and cried.

"Come here child," Nathaniel beckoned her. Faith stepped closer and Nathaniel drew her in more with his right hand.

"Has someone lied to you my dearest?" he said with a kind face. Nathaniel was Julius's brother. They looked almost alike, but Nathaniel had a darker brown hair. His body was more worn from stress of being ruler, but he was still beautifully built.

Faith looked at him, his face so warm and kind. She couldn't help but fall into him. Tears came pounding out of her making her eyes swell and red.

"I am sorry," she sobbed. Nathaniel petted her head and put his arms around her.

"Don't worry dearest, if they want us involved then we will be involved," Nathaniel's eyes flared and filled with evil, "But we will be involved in the most uncomfortable way."

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She awoke the next day in her bed at the Malfoy's. Draco was hovering over her like a great willow. He had the most serious of faces. Faith rubbed her faced and yawned.

Draco put his leg over on the other side of the bed and straddled himself on top of her. He passionately kissed her cheek and then left a trail of kisses down her neck. His right hand naughtily touched her under her shirt.

Faith laid there staring at the ceiling.

"Where are we going now?" she said and returned his kisses.

Draco didn't say anything. He pawed at her and roughly kissed her. Faith pushed him away. She did not like him going at her so abruptly.

Love is about showing the other person you care and appreciate them. Love making was more about appreciating the other person's body. What Draco was doing didn't show anything except no regard for the other person.

She pushed him away from her.

"I don't want you like this," she said. Draco wiped his mouth with his forearm.

"So you admit to wanting me," he smirked.

"Yes, don't you want me too?" replied Faith.

"No," and with that Draco left leaving a bang from slamming the door.

Faith fell back on the bed, "Used again," and she turned over on her side with a tear rolling down her cheek.

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Author's Note: I mean to make Faith a sap for anyone showing her kindness and love. Did anyone catch that? I also put in a little some thing that explains the "can you hear me" from chapter 5. Nathaniel is the leader/ruler of the nymphs. He is also Julius's older brother. Anyways, this chapter is shorter than the last two. I'm sorry, but I hope it was still enjoyable.

Next Chapter: Really, where are Draco and Faith going?

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