I only got two reviews but even one review is enough to make me go on with a story! id like to thank my reviewers samtiger and bubblebegonecrazy! but now that they have this hit thing i kno that 67 people read it...SO REVIEW, PLEASE! this was supposed to be a oneshot but, hell, ill update.
He wanted to scream. He wasn't sure why this came as such a shock, but he knew, somehow, that she was not lying. He said it anyway, though. "You're lying." But she could tell that his words were said with little conviction and not even he believed them.
"You really don't remember, do you?" She asked sadly, though her eyes were still alight witht the same fiery passion that he remembered.
"It's been four months, no owls, no trace of you? We were all left to think you were dead until I read The Witch Weekly...but I would not believe it. You? There had to be something wrong. How could you kill all those people? I refused to believe that nonsense and yet here I am, tortured half to death by my beloved husband." Her tone was sarcastic, but sadness reached her eyes.
"Stop," But there was compassion in his voice. He was not remembering, but he knew what she said was truth. None of it is true! Kill her! A voice ordered in the back of his head, but he fought to ignore it for the second time.
"Aren't you going to ask about your son, Draco? I was six months pregnant when you disappeared...do you even remember that?" She asked, her tone even yet breathless.
Malfoy stopped pacing and looked at her with horror and disgust. You did not have a child with a mudblood. She is lying...kill her. The voice commanded, but he barely heard it. Each of her words rang with truth, despite his denial.
"Ron wanted to adopt little Harry..." This name struck a chord in him. She dared to name my heir after that bastard?
"but I had refused. I would not believe that you could so blatantly flout your responsibilities, and I was right. You have to fight it, Draco." This was the second time she addressed him by his first name opposed to his surname, and, if anything, this calmed him.
"It's impossible. I would never lower myself to have sex with a revlting mudblood, Granger." But the instant the words left his mouth they felt wrong, somehow, he knew that they were not true.
She blinked, hurt blazing in her eyes for an instant before rage taking its place. "Believe what you want, Malfoy." She resorted to the use of his last name once more in her anger.
"But it is true. You don't have to believe it, because it really doesn't matter to me." For an instant...a mere instant, horror flashed in her deep brown eyes.
"When you kill me, don't go after the baby." She commanded, the mere thought haunting her beyond belief. Even if she was gone, she refused to let her baby be raised by one of the most evil, misled men in all of England.
"If it really is mine, I have every right to do with it what I please." He responded coolly, though he reveled in the satisfaction of terrifying her.
"Ron won't let you." She said weakly, knowing that this would not hold much weight for him.
"Ron? Are you with Ron now? Is he your new lover, now that your beloved husband won't return?" The jealousy came back full force, though he now had an explanation. She was his wife, though he could not remember her. He glared at his own hand, trying to indicate a tan line where a wedding band used to be. He was so pale that even if there had been one it would not have been noticed.
"I love Draco, and as long as he's alive I will never move on." She replied, satisfied to see a glint of concern in his eyes. She was bringing him back...
I hate resorting to such means but...if necessary...i will not update until I have at least ten reviews. i kno, very selfish, but i am writing like three other stories. i have to kno if this one takes priority.