Concerning Women Prisoners of War
Painted Dragon
A/N: all standard disclaimers and warnings apply. Hope you guys enjoy the second chapter…
Chapter 2
My life as a Prisoner
When The Lord your God gives you victory in battle and you take the prisoners, you may see among them a beautiful woman that you like and want to marry. Take her to your home, where she will shave her head, cut her fingernails, and change her clothes. She is to stay in your house for a month and mourn her parents; after that you may marry her. ~ Deuteronomy 21:10-14
Upon the announcement of her engagement to Draco Malfoy, Ginny was taken by two guards and brought to Malfoy's chambers. She was thrown into the dark room and was told to wait for her fiancée. In the dark solitude of the room Ginny began to sob. She had no clue where she was at; she wanted to be home with her brothers and her friends. Becoming his wife meant that she was no longer on friendly terms with her living family members. Oh Lord, save her!
She rocked back and forth trying to comfort herself, sobs racking her body. She was only seventeen, not old enough to be married. She wished she was a muggle; the rules in Deuteronomy no longer applied to muggles.
The door opened, and she her someone mutter something. The next thing she knew, she was bathed in light. She looked up and saw her new fiancée standing in the doorway with a stony expression. She let out another sob as the reality of the situation began to sink in. She was to be his forever, or at least until he was bored with her. Then she was to be cast aside, no one ever wanting her again.
"Come with me," he said, not moving from his spot in the doorway. Slowly, Ginny stood up. The marble was cold under her bare feet. She tried valiantly to hide her sobs as she moved towards him, yet she could taste the salty hotness of her tears running down her cheeks.
"Stop crying," he commanded. She nodded and tried to obey his command. He led her to his private bathroom, and told her to wait there. She obliged and he left the room. Dazed, Ginny looked in the mirror, and she felt her heart break. She felt as if she just came from the Chamber. Her hair was dirty, as was her face. Her school robes were tattered and torn more so than usual.
"Goodbye," she whispered. Malfoy re-entered the room, carrying new, clean robes, a pair of scissors, and nail clippers. He set them down and closed the door. Walking over to the bath he turned on the taps and the gigantic pool began to quickly fill up with water. He turned another tap and the bath filled with large pearly bubbles that smelled of sandalwood. He turned towards her.
"Arms out," he said.
"I thought a maid does this," she said defiantly. His face kept the stony expression.
"That's not the tradition, Weasley, now, arms out!" his voice got an icy edge. Reluctantly, she obliged. He removed her student's robe and tossed it aside. Next, he removed her vest. He expertly unbuttoned her shirt and removed her tie. Quietly he finished disrobing her, and as he gathered her clothing, she tried in vain to cover herself up.
"I suggest you don't do that, Weasley," He said softly as he came back to her. Avoiding his eyes, she shook her head. Even though she was to be married to him, she still felt ashamed of herself. Her mother constantly told her that a man should never see her body.
"But what would you do when you…consummate your marriage?" she would ask.
"That's why you keep the lights off, Gin," Fred would laugh as he and George ran from their yelling mother
"Weasley I mean it, stop," Malfoy said firmly, as he forced her arms away from her. She whimpered as she tried to turn away from him.
"It's useless, Weasel. In thirty days, I will be your husband, so I may as well get used to you now," He said in a bored voice. She looked up at him scared. He sighed and he went to turn off the taps.
"I don't want to do this," she whispered. He turned around, the stony expression being replaced with a mix of exasperation and relief.
"I don't either, but we have to, it's the law. I'm barely eighteen and I get stuck marrying the sister of the biggest prat in school," he said walking back towards her. He placed his hands on either of her shoulders and steered her towards the warm bath.
"No, I had the choice of you and Bulstrode. Quite frankly, you're ravishing next to that cow," He said sardonically.
"What about Parkinson?" Ginny was now interested in the bit of gossip she was getting.
"She's in love with my father," he said bitterly, "I caught them together a few months ago, and that was the end of my relationship with her."
"That would explain why she was always hanging on to you," Realization dawned in her voice.
"Nothing gets by you does it Weasley? Now, drop the subject," he said as she stepped into the tub. She stayed silent for a few minutes as Malfoy started the ritual cleansing and prayers. When he finished muttering the last prayer, Ginny spoke up again.
"Will I be able to finish school?" she asked softly. Her tumultuous life was affecting her again.
"I have no idea. I need to finish my studies as well and it's not like we can go back there, so I guess we'll just have to see," he answered. There was no emotion in his voice when he talked.
"What about my family?" she probed, her voice quivering.
"Well, an owl has been sent to them, stating your position. You'll have one month to mourn the loss of your family. After that, I'll be your family," again he showed no emotion.
"Will I be able to talk to them?" against her will, she began to cry.
"For the first month, yes; then after that, I reckon you can never speak to them again," Tears flowed down her cheeks as Malfoy gave her the news. She wanted to go home, right now. Silently she cried as he finished purifying her. Afterwards, he dried her off and dressed her in designer clothes. Then, he placed a towel around her shoulders and picked up the scissors and began to cut her long tomato red hair. After the mass had been cut, he picked up a razor and shaved off what was left. Finally, He picked up the nail trimmers and clipped off her long nails.
Thus he led her to the bedroom where he stood her in front of a full length mirror.
"This is my prospective bride. I have striped her of her garments and cleansed her in order to purify her from her past days. I removed her nails and hair, as to remove her from her family. I have clothed her in garments from my family, and when her mourning period is over, I shall make her my bride, all in the name of the Lord, my God, Amen," he prayed. It was Ginny's turn to say the prayer which will seal the deal. She opened her mouth, but no words came out. So, instead, she turned and ran.
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A/N: There you have it, the second installment of Concerning…of War. Yes, Draco's a little OOC, but next chapter he'll be back to normal…for now. Major props to my awesome reviewers, ya'll rock! Pls, continue r/r…cookies to all who do! ;oP. ~PD
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