Lightning struck the sky as the thunder boomed through the airwaves. Rain began to softly fall and soon became faster and sharper to where if it touched your skin would burn you like acid.

Draca sat in the corner of the family room just staring out into the storm where she saw nothing but beauty. She felt at home near Tom and Sango, though it did feel like something was missing. She looked down at her arm and saw His mark there and a small smile came to her face.

"Kitten, are you now admiring your mark?" Sango asked her with a very sly and silky voice.

He had just walked in the room and was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed.

"I don't know," Draca sighed, "Maybe."

"Well come on then, Tom is waiting for us in the kitchen. He says that he has to tell us something important." Sango told her standing straight now as he began to walk towards the kitchen.

"Sango," Draca asked, standing up and walking to him, "When did you become so relaxed about this whole thing?"

Sango sighed, "I've become used to it so quickly, as long as you're here that's all that matters."

They both walked into the kitchen where a fat male named Wormtail, her beauty Narcissa, the sly looking Severus, and the Dark Lord Voldemort were all sitting down around a table.

Draca and Sango sat down with them and it began.

"Ok, here it is," Tom began, "We stay hidden for a while, let all soak up what has happened. Then we send Draca back to Hogwarts with Sango, all will be well and they will tell them that he made us do it and we kidnapped you. Then after about a month of you reporting back to me you will bring Draco, Hermione, and Potter to me!"

That night Draca was in her room that she shared with Sango. Sango was already in bed looking upon her, just smiling at her beauty.

"What are you staring at?" Draca asked with a smirk playing on her face.

"You, of course, who else?" He replied truthfully.

She got in bed next to him and cuddled up with him. Soon they both fell asleep in each others arms.

Draca was walking down the hallway of Tom's mansion. She felt scared; she wasn't sure why she was doing this alone. She walked down the stairs and found Tom as he used to be, his ghost-like appearance. She walked over to him.

"Tom, hello Tom?" She tried desperately to get his attention but he didn't even notice her there.

"Why don't you do it then, if you're so great at this?" The man on the couch told Tom, he had his face turned away from him.

"Don't tell me what to do!" Tom said angrily.

"I wasn't telling, I was suggesting." The man said again, such a familiar voice he had.

"That's what you'll do," Tom spoke very firmly.

"Alright, my Lord." A very silky and familiar voice spoke, he turned his head back to Tom and there he was, that beautiful face that she loved to stare at… Sango.

Draca sat up in her bed, sweating running down her cheeks and forehead. Her breathing was heavy and soon she heard him.

"Draca, what's wrong?" Sango asked her, sitting up and holding her to him.

She took a long deep breath, "Nothing, just a dream."

"Well, get some sleep then." Sango said, lying back down after he kissed her lips gently.

"Don't tell me what to do." Draca said jokingly with a small giggle.

Sango sighed, "I wasn't telling, I was suggesting. Goodnight, kitten."

Draca's heart skipped a beat, just like her dream… "Goodnight, Sango."

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Ok, that's all I have for now, sorry again for the shortness but I will be updating more frequently. Please enjoy and review, tell me what you thought of it!

Yours Truly,

Nikkie (BlueEyedFairy)