Tiarwen: Ah I wish my exams would be easy (but of course this is nothing but wishful thinking…)

TriGemini: Ah, well, Angelina's reaction… let's just say, Adrian brings out more of the 'old' Angelina than anything/-one else in the past four years.

Nikki: Adrian Pucey is a chaser for Slytherin in PS, CoS, and OotP.

xThe-Ravenx: Thank you! I'm glad you like it!

Ashliegh: I'm glad you like everything so far, I hope this won't stop during the story.

Shea LaRoc: Glad you liked it!

bratski: Why not Argentina? I just needed a country far away from England and while watching some TV I came upon some report about Argentina. I have nothing against the country if that is what you thought.

AngelinaJohnson-Weasley: I'm glad you like it so far. And I promise a lot of Angelina/Adrian action.

Chapter 2

Hope?

"What do you want?" she asked, surprised at how calm her voice sounded.

"Marry me." Adrian told her as though he had just told her how the weather was outside.

"Are you crazy!" was Angelina's immediate reply. For a moment she didn't care that she was facing a man who was probably a death eater. She didn't care what could happen to her or to her sister. She was too shocked at what he had just said.

Adrian walked slowly closer to the bed and took his black robes off. When he stood in front of her he put the robe around her shoulders.

"I'm not crazy." He said when he looked down at her.

"I'm merely offering you a way out of this 'establishment'."

"By marrying you? Tell me again that you're not crazy!" Angelina dared him. Adrian sighed and ran a hand through his brown hair. It didn't really help though – some strands fell back into his face and almost hid his eyes again.

"Okay Johnson, listen to what I have to say and then you can decide if you want to get away from here or not." Adrian started and waited for her to agree. Angelina just shrugged and Adrian took this as a sign that she would listen.

"My grandmother decided that her first great-grandson of her will be her heir. My family is anything but a small one and most of my cousins are already married. Three of them already have children though they are all girls."

"You want me to marry you so you will get a son and thus get your grandmother's heritage?" Angelina asked him. Adrian nodded as an answer.

"Yes. In return I will get you and your sister out of this place. I will bring you back to England and there won't be anything you will miss. Your sister will be safe and get the best education you could wish for. And of course you wouldn't have to worry about money."

Angelina narrowed her eyes at him and shook her head. There had to be a catch somewhere.

"What would happen once I gave birth to your son?"

Adrian looked interrogatively at her.

"What do you mean?"

"Who can guarantee me that you won't just get rid of me once you have a son? And why would you want ME to marry you in the first place? Did you commit some crime or why else wouldn't you just search for a wife in England?"

"You pose many questions." Adrian sighed.

"Wouldn't you do so if you were me?"

Adrian nodded and answered her truthfully.

"I wouldn't 'get rid of you'. And I don't want to marry a girl from England because I don't want to be bound for life to some trained lap dog who agrees with everything I say. Neither do I want some wife who will throw my money away. I want a wife who's able to think on her own, who has her own opinions and not just repeats mine all the time. I want someone whose spirit is free and who has some passion left inside of her. I want my wife to be my equal." Adrian's lips curved into a slight smile "You're probably the only pureblooded witch to whom all these attributes fit."

When he looked at Angelina he saw that she was considering all he had just said.

"Think about it. It can't really get any worse for you or your sister than this!" he moved his hand, showing that he meant the club. Angelina knew he was right. It could only become better than this. So she made her decision.

"I agree." She said and looked up to meet his eyes. "I have some conditions though." She added immediately.

"Good, as have I." Adrian said and waited for her to continue.

"I will be responsible for my sister's education. She will not hear that Muggleborns and Halfbloods are below Purebloods. And I don't want any child I give birth to be taken away from me!"

Adrian agreed with her conditions and Angelina sighed inwardly.

"What are yours?" She asked after a few seconds.

"For one: No affairs. For neither of us. You will be my equal in marriage and any children we will have will be raised by both of us. I promise you I will never hit you or rape you but you will have to sleep with me. So I don't want to hear excuses for you not being able to sleep with me every night."

"Okay." Angelina agreed although there is a part of her that fears she just made a deal with the devil.

They went downstairs and Adrian told one of Big Jim's Bodyguards that he demanded to speak to him immediately. It didn't take long before Big Jim came out of the room he called his office.

When he saw Angelina and Adrian standing there he narrowed his eyes at her and Angelina thought that nothing that would happen to her could be so bad as what would happen to her that night if she were to stay there.

"Did the little slut not behave properly?" Big Jim asked Adrian, not noticing the way the young man's eyes became cold when he spoke.

"I think you best change the way you address my fiancée!" Adrian replied coolly and Big Jim stared open-mouthed at him.

"Your… your… what?"

"You heard me. When I came here, my cousin said there were only mudbloods and halfbloods here. He never mentioned any pureblooded witches!"

"She isn't… she must have tricked you! This bitch is nothing but a low mudblood! I guarantee you!"

"Adrian, what the hell is going on here?" Adrian turned around to see Dyson.

"Your cousin has been tricked by this little bitch there! She made him believe she is a pureblood!" Big Jim told Dyson and made to grab Angelina's arm.

"Don't you dare to touch her!" Adrian said and stepped in front of Angelina.

"Dyson, do you remember Michael Johnson?" Adrian asked over his shoulder. Dyson thought for a moment and then looked at Angelina.

"She is his daughter?" He asked and pointed at Angelina.

"Yes, one of his daughters. The younger one is also held captive here." Adrian addressed Big Jim with his next words.

"You will bring her sister here immediately. If you don't I make sure that you will be sentenced for keeping Mudbloods alive. You know what would happen to you."

Angelina saw Big Jim pale several shades before he sent one of his bodyguards to get Julia.

"I believe you also have my fiancée's wand?"

Big Jim fought hard not to curse out loud. He made to turn around to get the wand when he heard Adrian talk to Angelina.

"Is there anything else he took from you?"

"A golden necklace and a locket."

Big Jim now did curse silently as he walked into his office and came back out a few moments later. He practically threw the wand and the necklace into Adrian's outstretched hand.

"Angie?"

Angelina turned around when she heard her sister and kneed down, carefully so she wouldn't open Adrian's robe that still was around her shoulders. Julia ran to her sister and hugged her tightly. Angelina kissed Julia's head and stroke over her back.

"I kept my promise" she whispered to her younger sister. "We're leaving Argentina!"

Sorry it's short again, but I need to do something for my final exams and still wanted you to have something to read. I'll try to get a few pages done for next week as well since the first week of July I won't be able to write because that's the week of my finals.