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There were some curses so strong they would curse you in the next life. Some curses that couldn't just be broken. What happens when your forced to watch the love of your life die while you keep living waiting for her to come back to you? They say the devil himself wouldn't be so cursed, I failed to differ, I was the Devil and I was that cursed. This time I would not fail her though, this time I vowed to be strong enough to protect her. If only the chaos around us would calm long enough for me to show her. I would bow at her feet and fight any who would do her harm.
I stood by the tower watching her with her friends glowing at them. It had taken years to be sure that Granger was my sweet wife but I couldn't deny it anymore. I had kept tabs on her after Hogwarts and watched her succeed after the battle and could never figure out why I was drawn to her, I felt stupid now really it was so obvious. And yet I had failed her before I had even known. In this life we were enemies, on opposite sides of a war, though the war was done we had fought against each other, you couldn't forgive that. I was screwed. I laughed to myself and slinked away. She was married to some chump and had a baby with him. Her life was perfect, and I Draco Malfoy was a dammed soul.
I walked into the Malfoy holdings and went to my office, though most had been sized after the war I had taken what little the Malfoys had and built it back up to its former glory. Being the wizarding worlds most powerful loan dealer and property owner was no small task. My office was a large room with random artifacts passed through the ages paintings and sculptures. It was decorated in different shades of grey. The perfect color for a miserable man. My days were full of fucking up someone else's day. I was in a bad mood now and was staring down the list seeing who's life I could make hell. Ahhh perfect I smiled a wicked smile and I found my next victim, a sad shop owner who wrote me begging to forgive his last 3 months of non-payment, his daughters trying to travel the world and he's been funding it. Well Mr. Poe when you don't pay your loans you lose your business.
" Pucey, get my cloak ready I have a one Mr. Poe to visit!" I snapped at my sectary.
"Yes Master Draco, right away sir." Pucey replied and walked out of the room.
He was the only one on my staff who didn't tremble when I spoke to him. I guess that's what you get you were a Malfoy, though my Sir name wasn't why everyone avoided me, no that's just what they thought. Truth be told I had more power rageing through my body as a 24 year old then Dumbledor himself had. I was something to be feared. I walked down the hall with Fire corsing through my vains. If there was thing I couldn't stand it was those who played the devils game and could pay the price when they failed.
Hermione
I sat dinner on the table and took a deep breath. Marcus would be home soon and Ember wouldn't settle down. At 6 months old she was teething and Marcus wouldn't stand for her fussiness. He hadn't even wanted to have a baby but I had begged him to give me this. When I found out I was pregnant he had wanted me to get "rid of it' as he had put it. Ember was my life and all I had keeping me going. The golden girl was what the wizarding world saw but inside I was broken. There was nothing golden about me anymore. It was a show I put on to save myself from the humiliation of what was happening to me. Bruises lined my arms and words had cut through me like a knife. Marcus had taken the smartest witch of her age and had gained control of her. I herd the woosh of the floo and put a smile on my face. He walked in to the room looking of grace and power. He pecked my cheek and sat at the table. This was a game we played, he sat and ate while watching me. If I submitted to him I was allowed to eat, I would have to wait for his sign though if I faltered or read his sign wrong it was game over and I would have to wait until tomorrow. Ultimate control is what the bastered fed off of and it was going to kill me. I didn't dare breath a word to anyone of the horros that happened in my "perfect life" for fear that he would take my daughter from me. Successful lawyer trumped war witch in this evil world we lived in. Now as a stay at home mom I had nothing. I was allowed to see my friends to keep up pretence on days of his choosing under the watchful eye of his spies but breathing a word of this life was not allowed.
"Hermione come sit with me" he purred as he sipped some whiskey. I slowly walked over to him and stood to his right.
"Where would you like me?'' I spoke in a false high voice he said I should have. His game his way. He took another long sip watching me waiting for me to falter. I dropped my gaze just below his.
He chuckled " On my knee baby Ill feed you tonight, you've been so timmid of me it hurts my feelings." He reaches for me and I let him gide me onto his lap. I don't trust this and warning bells are going off in my head. He slowly lifts his fork to my mouth and I chew slowly. After a few bites I feel his nose on my neck. I almost stiffen but will myself to not.
"Why are you afraid of me Hermione?" he murmers in my shoulder. I don't know how to answer. If I deny it will I be punished if I tell him will it anger him? I choose to just rest into him and hope my relaxed body will be enough. I feel him sigh behind me and feel a small glimmer of hope. This could be a breakthrough. Maybe if he sees that im afraid of him he could change. We could be happy. I once loved him and could again. I turned my body to face him and looked in his eyes. He gave me a small smile and I opened my mouth to speak.
"I.." I broke off Ember started to cry. I looked towards the hall that led to her room. I feel to the floor in shock as he pushed me off him
"Go get your fucking baby we all know she's more important then me." He growled. I scurried off towards her room. Thankful that he never messed with me when I was with Ember. She somehow seemed to be my safe haven. I held her close and started to feed her. Trying to relax my body knowing I wouldn't produce if I was stressed. She ate in silence falling asleep on my chest. I wanted so badly to stay here but knowing he would come find me stopped me from doing so. I placed Ember in her crib and walked towards Marcus's study. He was at his desk bent over some work. I knocked on the door and waited for him to look at me. His eyes met mine and he nodded.
" You asked at dinner why I was afraid of you Marcus, Its because you've become someone else. Your not the man I married you're a cold version of him. Iv done everything you've asked and I just want to make you happy. What can I do I miss my husband." I spilled out hoping that he would be kind hoping that if I gave him this he would care. I was wrong he stood slowly and walked over to me. He grabbed my hair in his fist and forced me to look at him.
"Good Hermione, im glad your scared of me as you should be. One day I will kill you and that little brat you worry so much about. I keep you around to serve me and suck my dick and she lives to keep you in line. Im counting down the days though once this deal is finished and I take over the firm No one can stop me. Ill say you left me taking my daughter with me and no one will question me. Your too selfish and stuck up never really in public, never inviting your friends over to our parties, and everyone will pitty me the poor bloke who was left by his wife." He threw me and my knees and started to undo his trousers. I choked back a sob waiting for the assult I knew was about to come. I pushed back the silent tears and grabbed his penis with my hand. He was firm and fully erect. He always was though when he was threatening me. He was a man who got off on fear and control. I slowly put it in my mouth willing myself to not choke on him. He grabbed my hair firmly and slammed himself down my throat. I gasped and forced myself not to cry harder. I kept my eyes down on the dark green area rug beneath me and let him do what he wanted. The quicker he was over the quicker I could leave. All I could think about was my hatred for this man and thank Merlin he just wanted my mouth. I couldn't remember the last time we had had sex. Back when he loved me? Did he ever even love me? Definitely before I found out I was pregnant. I think the day I told him I was keeping the baby was the day he stopped loving me.
"Mark my words Hermione you'll regret this. Just remember that's your baby I don't want anything to do with it. I won't feed it, change it, hold it. It dosnt mean shit to me." He stormed out of the room leaving me in the living room shocked. I had thought he would change his mind but he held true to his promise. I had given birth alone in the room with just the healers and he came up once after she was born to keep up pretenses.
I felt his trust pick up and knew I was about to be done. He buried himself deeper in my throat and let out a groan. I gaged on the slimy substance and swallowed it down.
"Go now. I'm done with you." He demanded. I climbed to my feet and left the room. I got in the shower and scrubbed at my body wishing that I could scrub away my memories with as easily. I started to form a plan. I couldn't stay here any longer. He had just admitted that he was going to kill me and Ember. I would cook him dinner tomorrow as normal but sleep dreamless sleep draught into him fire whisky. I had an idea where my wand was I would grab it and aspirate us to… where? Harry and Ron's maybe? They were the only friends Marcus let come to the house. They spoke to him more as Aurors then me. I got out of the shower and crawled into the bed. I could always go to Ginnys but as strong of a witch as she was I don't think she could help. Harry and Ron's it was. I just hope they would listen to me. Sleep washed over me easy that night, knowing this time tomorrow Ember and I would be safe.