Author's Note...Whew..sorry about tht I was sick..damn winter. Well back to normal and should be updateing regulary because Spring break my friends is coming up and I'm going to be in Mrytle beach with my lap top WooHoo! well back to this story, its getting fascinating if I do say so myself.
Chapter 4…
A mist enshrouded the slumbering castle, clinging to its damp stones. Gray eyes stared out at the approaching dawn. The figure on bed behind him moved restlessly, his warmth no longer keeping her warm. She turned on her stomach, letting out a sigh. Draco turned amused, watching her slowly roll off the bed, legs tangled in the covers. She reached the edge, then fell off hitting the floor with a thump, the covers softening her fall. Draco laughed watching her stand up and rub her bum. She whirled around hearing his soft laugh and glared at him, as if it was his entire fault. She struggled under the cumbersome weight of the covers in her arms, trying to make the big bed. He chuckled again and strolled over putting his arm around her waist then bending down and sweeping his other arm under his knees. She let out a squeal and he tossed her in the center of the bed. He climbed in after her, watching her giggle and try to get up. He put his head on her stomach, and laid down, listening to her breathing. Her hands played softly in his hair a comfortable silence ensued.
A sharp rap, then the door opening was all the warning they had before Harry come trouncing in the room. His face pale and angry, his hands clenched in fists. His green eyes, like emeralds, enraged and disgusted at the sight on the bed. Draco smirked, angering Harry further, and stayed lying on the bed.
"Ferret boy, didn't know any girl would willingly sleep with you," Harry sneered, "but well I should say any proper girl that is!"
Draco's jaw clenched and he slowly got up from the bed. His gray eyes cold, he looked at Harry hatred consuming him. Desdemona gasped from the bed drawing both boys' attention. Her face completely white, her body trembling, she curled into a ball, covering her eyes. Draco looked back at Harry who looked perplexed and worried.
"Get Professor Snape. Tell him what's happening," Draco ordered.
He turned back towards the bed, concerned. Desdemona's face was glistening with tears, he looked at her hands now clenched on her thighs, and blood was trickling out of various cuts made by her nails. Draco pulled her arms away from her body. Snape stalked in the room, his steps hurried a potion carried in his left hand. He stopped at the side of the bed and stared at the blood.
"Is she harming herself?" Snape asked sharply.
Draco nodded, and continued to hold her arms away. Snape climbed up and forced her mouth open pouring the liquid down her throat. A few minutes passed, and she stopped trembling and fighting her restraints. She opened her eyes, and stared at Draco. Snape got her attention when he said her name.
"Did this happen because your barriers are down?" He asked
Desdemona nodded her face regaining its color.
"Its just when Harry and Draco are in a room together I feel this immense hate, it makes me feel like I'm cold everywhere. I guess I went into shock or something. My barriers are broken for some reason and I can't get them back …I have to build an imaginary wall to keep others feelings out," she explained.
Snape's face turned thoughtful, and he strummed his fingers on the nightstand. After a few minutes of this he looked up and smiled. A snarky smile that made Harry's hands clench, and his teeth grit.
"Does this happen when you're just in Mr. Malfoy's presence?" his voice silkily intoned.
"No, I just build a wall when he's feeling something rather strongly," she said blushing.
Draco smirked when he heard this, making Harry scowl darkly. Snape quirked a brow, and folded his hands across his chest.
"Okay. I believe this is happening because everything is still new and you don't feel safe unless you're alone with…Mr. Malfoy," Snape stopped to gain control of his voice, "So therefore till you can properly keep others feelings out then you'll just have to be isolated. Only Mr. Malfoy will come in contact with you, and to ensure that, Malfoy and you will be going to a safe location, and Potter will bring you guys your food weekly, and any other essentials you shall need. Oh and Desdemona, take all the time you need," Snape left after saying his speech, laughter could be heard throughout the hall.
Harry was running after him screaming "I will not help them!"
Snow was falling covering the frozen ground. Four figures stood in the dark arguing softly. The moon illuminated the earth, giving them light to see where they were walking. When they reached their destination a silky voice whispered a spell.
Desdemona gasped, a castle appeared out of no where in the wood.
It was big, but compared to Hogwarts it was small. It was black, with five towers as points, making a star with the battlements between them. Connected in the center was a gothic style building, about four stories high. It was monstrous, with gargoyles and other demonic creatures presiding on the castle. They walked to the entrance, it had two black marble doors, with designs craved in it.
"Welcome to Teivel Castle. This shall be your home for the unforeseeable future." Snape intoned, and opened the doors.They walked into a grand foyer. Paintings situated on the walls, depicted scenes with demonic creatures howling, angels dying. Black and red was everywhere. The floors were a black marble as same as the door, the walls a deep red, with black satin draperies. On the right was another black marble door. The left opened up into a dining hall. This room was done in black and white, the black overpowering the white. The ceiling held a scene, of the dark fighting the light, the evil versus the good, it seemed so realistic, the bad overpowering the good. In the center of the foyer stood a staircase, it broke off going into three different directions. The structure of the staircase a white marble, with a blood red runner on the stairs. The beauty of just the foyer and dining hall was simply amazing. Desdemona wanted to explore every room, seeing if the theme of evil overpowering good goes throughout the whole castle. Draco watched her eyes flit from everything, taking in all the details, an amused smirk on his face. Harry stood by the door, his face enraged, not taking a further step in the hall.
"Listen closely, you can explore later, Mr. Potter and I shall be leaving directly, but there's some information I have to divulge before I leave." Snape said sharply getting Desdemona's attention.
"Do not, and I repeat do not leave the woods surrounding the castle for any reason. The woods and this castle are unplottable, but the minute you leave their protective circle, anyone who wants to find you can. Mr. Potter shall be back at the end of this week will your essentials." With that he left, Harry following him.
Desdemona squealed and twirled around on the black marble, her brown hair flying her cloak swishing. She stopped and grinned, she took Draco's hand and ran to the staircase. She stopped when it broke off into different directions, her face thoughtful. She tugged his hand and went straight, saving the other two directions for later. She bounded up the staircase and stopped when she got to the first level. This was done in unrelieved black, with only a hint of red. The hall was long and went in a square around the staircase, with doors every where. There were chandeliers every second door lighting the hall with candles. The door themselves where black marble, as all the doors before them, the only color was their red doorknobs. Desdemona went into the first door, which was right across the staircase, and opened it. Books were everywhere, pile upon pile of books. Shelves encompassed the walls on either side of the room, across from the door was the biggest window ever, it took up the whole wall, from one side of the room to the other. The view from it was breathtaking, the snow falling covering dark trees with a pristine white. There was a fire roaring in the fireplace on the second story of the library, couches and chairs done in red satin surrounded it. There was a antique mahogany desk facing the big window, with a letter on it. Draco walked over to it while Desdemona fawned over the books. It was addressed to the in an unfamiliar handwriting.
Draco, Desdemona…
Welcome to my castle, I've been looking forward to having visitors for some time now. I am something of a recluse, and you Professor Snape only visits rarely. You'll have to excuse me for I'm doing some important business right now, and could not greet you. I shall be back in a few days. My servant Devdas shall appear soon after you read this. He will direct you to your rooms, Or should I say room? Snape has told me about your infatuation with each other. I do not condemn you sleeping together, but it would be unwise if you're not entirely sure of your feelings. For I know you're both purebloods, and I know, Desdemona, that you're an empath. Be careful with her, My son, for she's something precious, you would not want to hurt her now would you?
Now I will be tutoring Desdemona on things she has not learned yet, and your welcome Draco to join us, for I know things you have not even dreamed of. Now, when I return I shall have Devdas bring you to me. Welcome and I shall see you soon.
Sincerely,
Angra Mainyu
