Melody

Chapter three Nerves and Marriage

Disclamer: I do not own Harry Potter.

I'm sorry for letting you wait for so long.. I'll se if i can get chapter 4 in this story up sometimes this month. The problem is that I have far too many plot bunnies... So that no I finally found the one for this story:-)

She sat on the bench, waiting for her husband-to-be to join her. The sun shone brightly and the birds sang. She felt happy.

"Hello Melody"

She nodded at him and then smiled shyly.

He seated himself beside her and put a hand behind her back. "There is something I have been wondering about… Why did you accept to become our lords daughter?"

She looked down a moment before she asked, "What do you know of my childhood."

"Too little, Dumbledore hid you well."

"She fidgeted a moment, realising that she needed to tell him one time or another. "Well… I was placed with my mother's only living family, her older sister Petunia Evans Dursley. My aunt is married and has a son our age. They are… obsessed with normality and hate anything abnormal… I was not exactly their favourite surprise… In short, they hated me (and still do) me with a fervour. I can't exactly claim that I had a childhood; it was more like an existence where I managed to survive. I lost little when I changed…. Which say allot of my former body. "She paused a moment before she continued, "Hogwarts became my sanctuary, a free haven where I could truly live… at least a little. Even though I went through difficult periods.. and you know… had a difficult life. I survived… Well… my father made a connection to me when he tried to kill me with the avada kedavra… I saw some of what he did and also felt some of what he did. He used the connection to find out where I lived and kidnapped me one day I was outside the house. Once he had seen how I had lived he asked me if I wanted a new chance at living… without Dumbledore and the Dursleys… I accepted and he gave me a complete new body… I may resemble my old body… but it is different, down to even the smallest part. A wall was made in my mind to hinder anyone to read my mind ever again… so that no one will be able to ever find out the truth… I no longer am as strong… but it is easier to control so that to me it seems that I am stronger."

She leaned into his shoulder as he stroke her back slowly.

He held her as she sought strength from him. He wondered how much of her "former self" had been an act and how much of the strength was only a part of the "golden boy" image?

"What will happen once we marry?"

The nearly silent voice startled him and he realised that she was frightened for her future.

"Everything will be fine Melody, once me are married you will either be home schooled or join me in Slytherin."

Melody nodded and he sighed softly. "It is a bit strange to see you so... Submissive…"

"I'm sorry…. I just…"

"It is not that" He paused a moment, "For years I have seen you strong and independent, and now you do nothing without asking for permission."

No answer came and he continued, "I realise that it might only be the damage from your childhood and first years from Hogwarts... We will probably have to see whether or not you will get some of your former personality again or if you will form a new one... Either will be fine for me. "

She nodded and he held her close, revelling in her smell. It would not be difficult for him to fall in love with her. Her smile... The shine her eyes when she was happy... Nothing compared to it. Once they married he would do everything to protect her. Where he once had despised Harry Potter, he cared deeply for Melody. Potter had simply been a mask of which had been shown to the world. Melody was the reality of whom he... now she was. Dumbledore had damaged her more than anyone had realised... and that he filthy man still was a headmaster for children he could not fathom. Now that she belonged to him manipulation would not even be an option.

She had been beyond brave as she had walked down the isle. The words... The look. Everything had been more than he could have had imagined. Only the respectable members of society was welcome in his wedding, meaning only those of which had held true to their words.

Now she lay beside him, content in her sleep. He whispered, "I will do all in my power to make you happy and comfortable for the rest of your life." The promise was one he intended to keep, no matter the cost.

She opened her bright emerald eyes and smiled at him. "Have you been awake for long?" Her sweet voice asked.

"No, my sweet, only a few moments. Slept well?"

Melody nodded. So alike her former self, yet no one could be more different. Her black hair had tints of red, while the boy who lived had had hair as black as the night, and as wild as the wind. She strokes his stomach and he smiled happily.

"With you, here, I could not be more content."

"I'm glad" She whispered, "Then our time together will start with joy."