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A/N: This is the last chapter I have already written so if you want more please review because if I don't think you guys want this story then I won't continue writing so for the sake of the story tell what you think (mostly cause I don't know where this is going quite yet).

Chapter 6

SHAME

Waking up the next morning all I felt was guilt and shame. This game of Malfoy's was scary and I knew it could get me killed. My mind was clearer since the day I said I do. I had to get out of here. The bruises were still clear on my face, stomach, legs and it so clear that this violence could only escalate. Hiss instant fury was the scariest thing. If I could just see when his attacks were coming I would be all right, however I couldn't, so I had to get out. Unfortunately for me I had no idea how hard escape would be.

I put on a glamour charm on my face to cover the bruises, planning to go talk to Dumbledore about getting this marriage annulled. Ronald was right, I couldn't handle this. At least I thought grimly I have the guts to admit when I need help. I walked over to the fire place and throw the floo powder into the fire. When I tried to walk into the fire place however, a shield of some sort popped up throwing me backwards so hard I fell against the wall. Quite suddenly I heard the sound of feet striding purposefully toward my room. The door swung open and their in all is glory stood a livid Draco.

In a deadly whisper he spoke "Where did you think you were heading at this early hour with out me Mrs. Malfoy?" I answered his question with one of my own. "Why has my fire place been blocked?" Losing his demeanor of calm he yelled in fury "YOU ARE MY WIFE AND AS SUCH I REFUSE TO HAVE YOU LEAVING AT ALL HOURS OF THE DAY!" Knowing that I needed to calm him down rather than anger him further I decided on a diplomatic response, "Draco, I think it's unjustified that you have cut off my access to leave the manor. It is almost as if I am prisoner in my own home. For your information I was just hoping to have a cup of tea with my mum." I was hoping that my soothing logical reasoning would make Malfoy a little more opened minded. Apparently I had hoped a little too much.

"Why in the world would you want to visit those filthy blood traitors? You are my wife and fellow death eater. You are the future dark queen, if anything you should feel fortunate at being given such a high honor considering to whom you are related too!"

"They are my family!" I cried desperately, "I love them."

SMACK! "I AM YOUR ONLY FAMILY NOW!" I fell to the floor and starting crying softly. He stood over me for a view seconds before speaking, "You will not have any future contact with your so called family. If you wish to leave the manor you must earn that right and only if I deem it necessary. Further more you will stay in your room for the rest of the day for your disobedience." I stood up and opened my mouth to speak with I my face met Malfoy's right fist. I fell back to the ground with a loud "thump". He stomped out of the room, leaving me in a crumpled heap on the floor. Even through my sobs I heard the sound of a key locking me in.

I think I passed out because the next thing I knew a tiny elf was nudging me gently. "Miss, Please wake up miss, Master wants you to eat." Master can go to hell would have been my response if I had the strength and let's face it if I wasn't so hungry. I looked at the plate that the elf was gingerly holding out. Salad!! I hate salad with a passion but what could I do. I took the plate and said thanks. The elf looked amazed and then confused, she then popped out of the room with a look of terror on her face. Elves were very odd creatures. Wait, what was I doing thinking about elves, I needed to get out of here and soon.

Just then the door to my room opened, no one came in though so I figured Draco put a timer on it to open when he saw fit. I walked out of the room tentatively and

saw that it was about seven in the evening. I decided to walk around and maybe get an idea of my surroundings so I could plan my escape. After about a half hour I realized a small house elf was following me.

"What are you doing??" I asked in general confusion. The house elf looked like it didn't want to reply but she spoke quietly, "Master Malfoy wished to make sure Miss is not up to no good." I counted to ten. I did some breathing excises. In the end I was still pissed though. Here I was trapped in a manor as large as the white house and I wasn't even allowed to wonder around by myself. I felt like yelling, I felt like screaming but instead I fell fast to the floor, putting new bruises on top of older ones. I started really sobbing right then. I couldn't handle this. I wanted my freedom back. Merlin I wanted my mum.

Back in my room I fell into a fitful sleep filled with nightmares about the Dark lord and Draco. I woke up in a dead sweat, panting at the latest dream of Draco standing over my beaten body with his wand, laughing menacing. Goodness, I needed to get a handle on myself. Get my wits about me. The clock read 6:30 so I decided to head down to breakfast.

I did not expect Draco to be there, however he was. He sat at the head of the table and I sat at the opposite end, as far as possible from him. I'm sure my fury could be felt vibrating off my skin but Draco didn't say a word. We ate in silence; the tension in the room was thicker than a knife cutting bread. As Draco finished eating, he spoke in a neutral tone, "A proper apology is too much to hope for from you so I won't even expect it." I sputter indignantly, "An apology from me, how about one for me?!" He looked incredulous for a moment, "An apology to you, what for?"

I could have screamed, he knew what I was talking about and he was playing with me. "How about," I started, trying to keep my voice calm, "beating me to a bloody pulp until I passed out? Or how about keeping me locked into a home, or how about having a house elf follow me?!" With each word my voice got more and more hysterical.

I fully expected to be hit again and again, and again. He stood up and walked over to me. I braced myself for the attack, I tensed my body, and Merlin I was terrified. When I felt no impact I looked up tensely. Draco stood in front of me staring at me. His expression was unreadable. Finally, I could take the silence no longer. "Draco?" He spoke so softly "Gin, I'm so sorry, if I had known I would have never let you come here." Before I could question what the hell was going on Draco transformed before me turning into the kindly face of….

A/n: Mahahahaa another cliffy. So tell me who do you want it to be because I don't know who it is yet. Lol review