Chapter 11

Within the half hour from of this last attack, Catherine had flooed to the Malfoy manor that Draco had inherited from his parents.

"Hello?" She called out softly, regretting it immediately.

"I thought I'd be seeing you." A drawling voice replied from the shadows.

"Where is she Malfoy?" Cate raised her wand.

"Who?"

"Isabelle, my daughter."

"I'm afraid to say that she's left us."

'No!' She thought, then spoke to the young man, "Why?"

"Why?" He cackled, "Why not?" He finally stepped out of the shadows toward her, wand raised. "You said you were with us, that you loved me, and you would supply us with an heir, and none of that was true."

"My father advised me against ALL of that. I was merely listening to him." Malfoy howled with laughter.

"You father just didn't want you to know the truth!"

"What?"

"It's not important." A sudden voice called out from behind Cate, Severus had appeared.

"Severus, how nice of you to join us." Draco greeted.

"Tell me some boy, what the hell you think you're doing? You're never supposed to touch her."

"I..." He said slyly, stepping up to her, "Can do anything I want to her." As he spoke, he ran his finger along Catherine's thigh.

"Don't TOUCH me!" She shrieked, pushing him away.

"I'm afraid that's not your choice anymore." Draco muttered, closing the twenty-one-year-old into a corner

When Catherine arrived back in her chambers, tears were flooding down her cheeks as she threw herself onto her bed. She had been violated to the extent that she wanted to die. Cate told herself over and over again that it was her own fault, she had gotten herself into it. She herself had fallen into Severus' trap. But none of this helped. The young woman soon gathered enough energy to rid herself of the bloodstained robes and fall into her bed weeping.

Deep in the dungeons of Hogwarts, a few weeks later, a cloaked figure stepped out of Severus's fire.

"Good evening master." Snape greeted from the sitting room.

"Good evening Snape." Draco Malfoy replied coldly. He swept across the room, and took a seat with Snape.

"I have been told that you have fantastic news."

"That I do." He laughed softly. "I have come to inform you that if I fail, I WILL have an heir to follow in my footsteps."

"So that's what you did after I left you with Catherine.."

"Yes, it is." Malfoy replied.

"Did you ever have feelings for her?

"Only spite." Was the young man's response as he flooed off.