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Chapter Thirteen:

Draco's P.O.V

The hardwood floors of the manor aren't a comfortable landing place but I suppose there is no better area in such a hurry. I have not urge to get up even though I'm face down. I believe I deserve to be here.

"Draco!" I can see a lilac cloak swishing towards me and I know it is my mother. Who else would have the chance to dress as elegantly in such a stressful situation. "Why are you still on the floor?" She pulls my hand and I have no choice but to hoist myself up from this strange position.

I stand and glance at my mother. She looks concerned for once. She never seems to care unless my father is involved. "Why did you call me here mother? I was perfectly happy moments ago." I have little respect for this woman.

"Draco!" I feel a blow to my stomach as 'the flawless one' pummels into me. Strange how a "sickly child" can accomplish the feat of knocking the wind out of me.

Mother gives me a warning glare to be nice to Jasmine, the light of my coffin.

"Draco! I'm glad you came! I saw something Draco! I saw something!" How sweet she is. How fake her love is. It's all a ploy to seem so innocent in front of my mother while in reality she's a little devil behind the walls.

She lifts her face and then I see her perfection. Why my mother would love her. She has a beautiful appearence and I'm sure that one day she'll have more power politically and physically than anyone known to wizard kind.

"Draco. We have something to tell you." Mother interrupts. I now notice the tired look upon her face. She seems to have aged.

"What is it?" Jasmine draws away and I see her gaze upon the ground, suddenly finding the floor fascinating.

"Well, how about Mrs. Ventina tell you." Then I see her. The mother of Sierra. They are strangely similar looking. Same eyes, same hair… same face.

"Will you please sit down Draco?" Ms. Ventina urges me. She looks sorrowful like she's killed someone…

I take a seat upon one of the many black leather couches in her sitting room. They smell of dust and secrets, like they did many years ago.

"Draco…" She pauses to sigh. Her hands tremble as she continues. "Sierra isn't dead… But she's gone missing."

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Sierra's P.O.V

"Yes… I do not deny it. I did try to kill you." He shows no regret. He has no morals.

"Why though? What would give you the urge to kill me?" I feel tears fill my eyes. I've never been so betrayed.

"Come, sit here with me." I have an urge to shake my head, say no firmly, but I can't. If I want to get what I need from him, I'll need to play his stupid game.

I sit, trying to stay far away from him, but unsuccessfully. The loveseat is far too small for me to escape. He puts his arm around me and turns my face towards him.

"Sierra, jealousy is a powerful thing. Don't you see how this plan has yet to have failed?" He smirks satisfyingly.

"What do you mean?" Panic overrides me. No… It can't be.

"I knew that venom couldn't tarnish the Queen. It would merely make her more powerful, more delectable."

I remain silent as he leans in to me. There's nothing I could say in this situation.

"I knew that you eventually need me when you couldn't take the lies anymore." He breathed. "And now you're here, in my arms." He leans closer and… kisses me.

I want to pull away, but I can't. He pulls me closer and forces his tongue in my mouth. This has gone too far. I push him away and stand up. The look of fury on his face scares me more than anyone ever has.

"You can't leave Sierra. I'll make it so you don't have to hide anymore, but you can't resist me."

"Then I guess there's no deal." I try to apparate, but I find that whenever I try I feel like I've suffered a blow to the stomach. "What…" Breath. "Did…" Breath. "You…" Breath. "Do?" I struggle with words as I clutch my stomach, trying to numb the pain.

"I knew you would refuse, and like you said I love a good fight, but you didn't actually think I'd let you leave without getting what I want did you? You summoned the devil, there's no going back." He's right. "I'll take you to Hogwarts, you will go as Sierra and graduate as Sierra, you will spend time with your love. But listen here Sierra, as soon as the war begins you will come to me, and you will fulfill the prophecy." He stands and comes closer to me. The scowl on his face frightens me. "Or every last thing you love shall be gone and you will never, get it back.

The determined look in his eyes proves that he isn't bluffing. Here I am faced with a choice. Go to Hogwarts, be happy, and then… The consequences. So bittersweet selfishness is. It's poisoning my mind.

"And if I disagree?" I'm challenging him… A foolish move yet I simply must find a second option, a loophole.

"If you don't agree, then I am afraid that you will stay here, and be mine." The predator and almost insane look in his eyes tell me that my stay here would be nothing less than miserable. He is clouded with perversion, nothing more, nothing less.

I answered painfully slow, almost scared that if I state the deal wrong I shall die and be sent to hell. Maybe I belong there.

He tells me of the catch. Of what I shall have to give up before the deal is made.

I solemnly agree.

The smirk on his face is something I wish never to see again as he kisses me, holds me. Fear is a terrible thing. All I can do is fear what is to come as I am led to the silk… One. Last. Time.

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Draco's P.O.V

The silence betrays me. The silence chokes me. But my fire frees me. I feel it growing in my hands.

"There's something you have to understand…"

I cut her off. "This is the sickest joke I've ever heard." My voice is nothing more than a whisper.

Sensing danger Jasmine approaches me. "Draco…" She puts her small hand over mine, trying to calm me down. "Don't be mad. I didn't know either." She doesn't understand.

"What is that supposed to mean to me? You never cared Jasmine! I know you hate me!" I feel my eyes water. "I know that you hated all of us! You think your better than me and yet you couldn't be more weaker!" Heaving breaths escape my body and the fire burns my skin once again.

Sierra would be horrified.

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