Okay I know I said I would hold out for reviews about an hour ago but I wrote this chapter and it has a delicious cliffhanger. I think this will generate a lot more reviews than the last one. Oh and by the way this is where blood and violence comes in. Its rated M for a reason people! Anyway thanks for reading.

Disclaimer:I love J.K. but unfortunately she won't share Harry with me so I'll just settle with owning Decora Incendius-Malfoy and the plot.

"Fine then talk," Harry said sourly. Ginny stood rigidly looking at the man stealer that was her brother in law.

"In private, Harry."

"Anything you have to say, you can say in front of Ginny, we have no more secrets." Draco's face flushed.

"Fine…Decora wants to see you, Harry. Now." He turned to Ginny who obviously thought he was lying. He smiled to himself; she probably thinks we're going to shag again. "And Ginny before you castrate me, she wants to see you too. Now come on," he ordered as he apparated out. Harry and Ginny followed suit with confusion and annoyance written on their faces.

Decora curled up on the floor in pain. She couldn't get rid of the voices in her head. It seemed as though they been their ever since…

Ever since I died, right?

"You were a horrible person, I couldn't stand by and watch you kill innocent people." You did the right thing, sweetie don't let yourself think otherwise. Decora smiled slightly at her mothers praise.

The right thing? How is killing your own father the right thing? The right thing would have been to kill Potter like I ordered you to. It's a good thing I cursed you before your filthy Gryffindor like courage escalated.

Gryffindor like courage indeed, you were brave and you saved the Wizarding world, Decora. This time Decora did not aknoleg her mothers voice. "I'm cursed?"

Yes you pathetic excuse for a witch. Haven't you ever wondered why Draco is heirless? She could hear the malice in his voice and felt the mark burn. She moaned and gripped it painfully. "What are talking you about?"

Decora, you've been pregnant many times but I cursed your mark right after I took you're innocence. You're not barren, just cursed. No wonder Draco went to Potter! She could hear his sick twisted laughter and her mark burned even more. "No it isn't true, it can't be true. You couldn't…you wouldn't." she couldn't even respond, the pain in her arm had become unbearable.

Killing your father is a sin, Decora. You're close to muggles, you should know that. He was laughing in her head and she couldn't take the agony. "You sick, twisted bastard of a wizard. You're half blood and you know it. You're no better than a muggle-born, a muggle or a squib." The laughter subsided quickly. It was like he was alive but only in a subtle way. The mark was becoming more intense and she could see him grin evilly. Even without the horcruxes, I never really die. Dark magic will always leave traces. Decora yelped in pain as the heat reached a peak. With out thinking she sprinted towards the kitchen and grabbed a steak knife.

What are going to do with that you slut? He said smirking ever so Slytherinly. Decora did not acknowledge him but placed the knife at her mark. As she was about to end his dominance over her thoughts, she heard three pops and looked up to see Draco, Ginny and Harry. They looked scared and confused. Decora's hair was askew and her skin was dripping with cold sweat. Her eyes had a crazed look in them and she was on the verge of tears.

"Dee! What are you doing?" Draco yelped in worry. He moved forward in an attempt to hold her but she shied away and pulled her wand on him. In doing so she dropped the knife.

"Don't touch me! Dray, don't you see? He's in my head." Sobs. "He's making me bad, I don't wanna be bad but…" Shaking. "I'm bad Dray." Draco moved forward again but she moved away from him again.

"Decora, you're not bad, youre perfect."

"No, I'm not!" she screeched." The tears were flowing freely and hysteria had taken over her normally calm voice. "Dray, look at this," she said pulling up her sleeve. Her dark mark was moving and the snake seemed to be trying to bit Decora. "I'm bad Dray. I have killed people, I almost killed my own brother and I soiled you!" Pulling of the hair. "Draco, he's in my head, telling me what to do, making me like him. I can't take it anymore!"

"You're not like him, Decora. We love you don't do this," Harry said stepping forward. Decora turned her eyes back to Draco for a final stance.

"I have killed people, I almost killed Harry, I soiled you, He was my father and I killed him! Why would you love someone like me? I'm horrible," she said falling to the floor. The knife was in easy reach. Draco lent down right in front of her and noted how she flinched slightly.

"I don't know about Harry and Ginny but I love you and now I know why." He took a breath. "I love you because you love me. Your not the only one who's horrible or done horrible things. You love me despite those things and that is why I love you," he said earning a hysteric albeit loving smile from Decora. She gripped the hilt of the knife quickly and hugged Draco around his neck. Harry sighed and squeezed Ginny's hand while looking at her beautiful face. It was then he realized that it was only when he's about to lose another family member that he truly appreciated the ones he still had. He placed his other hand on her bulge and she grinned lovingly. They were so engrossed in each other that they didn't notice Decora and Draco breaking their hug.

"I love you too, Dray." Her eyes were suddenly downcast and her smile disappeared. "And that's why I'm still going to do this." Before Draco could even process what she had said, the steak knife went right though her arm. She had plunged it deep and all of them her heard the bone crack. The blood went everywhere and Draco could see the knife on the other side. In her head Decora could her father scream as if she had slit his throat. She laughed hysterically. "He's gone, he gone," she kept repeating between her laughter. You'll pay for that you bitch! "You're gone, you can't hurt me anymore, youre gone." There was no one left Decora and her father. I can hurt you in ways you couldn't imagine. "Gone, gone, g...ugh…ow…what?" she yelped as a huge pain erupted in her lower abdomen. She looked down to see her pants stained with extra blood. She could feel a huge lump falling between her legs and she screamed in anguish. The pain was unbearable. She wondered if the dead could cast a cruciatus before she blacked out.

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