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Chapter 9

Abbey awoke the next morning to something tugging on her pants leg. Her eyes popped open and she shot up, looking around frantically. A cold sweat had broken out all over her, and she realized that she was half outside the covers, half inside. Her hair was a mess, and she felt more exhausted this morning than she had when she had gone to bed the previous night.

She looked over and saw that it was the house elf that had woken her. She let out the breath she had been holding, waiting for him to speak.

"Master Lucius wishes to see you and Master Draco downstairs in his study," the elf squeaked.

"Oh, alright," she breathed, rubbing her face with her hands.

"Did Miss Abbey have a bad night?" the elf asked as he watched her crawl out of bed.

"The worst," she mumbled in reply, going into the bathroom and splashing cold water on her face and neck.

"Perhaps some tea will get you going?" the elf asked, "I'll go make some while you get dressed." The elf headed to the door, and when he reached for the doorknob, Abbey moved into the bathroom doorway.

"What's your name?" she asked, smiling.

"Wrinkles," the elf answered, now opening the door. Abbey noticed that he was quite wrinkly, and her smile widened.

"Well thank you Wrinkles," she said, "Tea does sound really good." Wrinkles smiled back and left, and Abbey proceeded to put her hair up in a pony tail and put on some jeans and a small pink t-shirt.

She was still holding her tea cup, sipping it, as Wrinkles walked her to Lucius's study. Wrinkles gave a knock and opened the door, beckoning Abbey in.

Abbey patted Wrinkles on the head affectionately and walked in. She saw that Draco was already there, standing with his hands clasped behind his back in front of his father. Lucius was standing in front of the huge fireplace, facing it. Does he have a thing for standing in front of fireplaces, or what? Abbey thought, having to keep herself from laughing.

"Good morning, Abbey," Lucius said softly, but with its usual coldness, still not turning around, "I hope you slept well?"

"I've had better nights," Abbey admitted casually, setting her now-empty tea cup down on Lucius's desk. She didn't realize that Wrinkles had followed her in until she saw him quickly grab the cup from the desk and scurry back out the door, nodoubtto the kitchen.

She walked up next to Draco, and glanced at him. He seemed like he had just gotten out of bed as well. His hair was disheveled and he was wearing a black t-shirt, jeans, and socks.

"No matter," Lucius said dismissively, finally turning around and looking at them, "Since the wedding is now close, there are just a couple of things I want to discuss with you."

Great, Abbey moaned in her head, now what?

"Yes, Father?" Draco asked, his voice flat.

"I have recently bought you a house just north of London, somewhat in the country," Lucius began, "You will go straight from the wedding to the home, and that is where you shall live."

What, no honeymoon? Abbey asked sarcastically in her mind, but forced herself not to say it out loud.

"Thank you, Father," Draco said, giving a nod.

"It was the least I could do," Lucius replied, smiling with self-satisfaction. Abbey suddenly wanted to destroy thaticysmile…break all the teeth in his head. "I'm sure you two don't want to stay here for the rest of your married life," he added, raising an amused eyebrow.

You got that right, Abbey replied silently, glancing around distastefully at the study.

Lucius turned back to the fireplace, and Abbey wondered if that meant they could leave.

"Oh, and there is one more thing," he said suddenly, his voice barely audible. He turned back around and Abbey felt a chill go down her spine when she saw the smug look on his face.

"Yes, Father?" Draco asked, his face expressionless.

"I expect a child within a year," Lucius said bluntly, his eyes flashing.

Abbey's jaw dropped, and fury boiled up inside her. Just when she thought she couldn't despise him any more fiercely…

"EXCUSE ME?" she cried, absolutely shocked. Her voice echoeda littlein the cavernous study.

Lucius glared at Abbey, pausing. Draco was deadly silent, but Abbey saw him shift on his feet nervously.

"You heard me, Miss Miller," Lucius sneered softly, "What did you think the point of this marriage was?"

"Well, I hate to disappoint you, Lucius--"

"Mr. Malfoy!"

"Mr. Malfoy!" Abbey screamed shrilly, her anger rising with each passing second, "But that is not going to happen! You can make us get married, but you can't make us do that!"

"Try me!" Lucius hissed, moving his face so close that it was only inches from hers.

Abbey didn't budge or flinch. The room was silent, except for the soft ticking of the grandfather clockagainst the left wall. Lucius and Abbey just glared at each other.

"Now get out!" Lucius roared finally, turning back to the fireplace, "Both of you!"

Draco immediately turned and walked out, and Abbey followed him. She was so furious she could barely see straight as she ran up the main stairs, leaving Draco behind.

When she got to her room she slammed the door so hard it caused Brutius's portrait to rattle.

"Hey, watch it!" he barked. But the effort he used to yell caused him to go into a coughing fit.

"Shut up!" Abbey yelled, stomping over to the painting.

"What are you doing?" Brutius wheezed as she grabbed it and took it off the wall.

Abbey ignored him as she turned the portrait around and placed it back on the nail, so Brutius's face was against the wall. His voice was muffled as he cried out nastyinsults at her, but it soon stopped when he went into another coughing fit.

Abbey then went over to the bed and fell on top of it, burying her face in the pillow. She let out a long wail of anger at the top of her lungs, but it quickly faltered and broke into loud sobs.

Geez, can this situation get any worse? Well, hope you liked it! Thnx for reading!

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