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Chapter 14
Abelinda was sitting on a chair in her room when a house-elf popped in.
"Missy, the Master would likes to sees you." It squeaked.
"Thank you." She said politely.
The house-elf nodded and popped out. Abelinda stood and walked down the stairs and into the parlor. Her father was pacing around the room, in obvious outrage.
"You will not be returning to Hogwarts. Fenrir will continue your lessons here. Do not ask questions; just do as you are told. Tonight, you will wear your best robes to my Death Eater meeting. You will be formally introduced and the engagement of you and Fenrir will be announced." He looked at her. "Look your best and forget about your fight with Fenrir for one night."
"Yes sir." she said, nodding.
She was halfway up the stairs when his voice reached her ears again.
"And to help you get over your petty fight, Fenrir shall be moving in with you. You survived it through the year, you'll have to survive it when you're married, now will be the best time to help it along." He said.
She sighed and kept walking. When she made it to her room, Fenrir was sitting in one of the chairs, stroking Carita. The clock read Five-thirty so she went to my closet to get my dress. It was an elegant black, with a slit up the thigh. It was moderately low cut and was backless. When Abelinda turned around, Fenrir was not an inch from her face.
"Your first full moon is approaching quickly. I do not wish for you to be upset with me when it happens. It will be painful enough." He said quietly, his hot breath washing over her face.
Abelinda was dazed for a moment. She was tired of being mad at him, so tired of it. And he was a great kisser. She leaned forward and pressed her lips to his. She pulled back a second later, leaving him unsatisfied. He leaned forward so as to kiss her again, but she ducked under him and walked towards the bathroom. He let out a frustrated growl. She stopped at the door and turned back to him.
"You are upset so easily." She said, smiling. "Worry not; we have to put on a show for the Death Eaters tonight. I'll make it up to you afterwards."
She shut the door and turned on the shower. She leaned towards the door and shouted, "If you're a good boy!"
She heard him growl in frustration again and giggled. She stepped into the shower and started to wash her hair. The one thing that she forgot though, was that she didn't lock the door. She was rinsing the shampoo from her hair when arms went around her waist. She jumped and almost screamed.
"Am I being a good boy?" he asked in her ear, trailing kisses from one shoulder to another.
"I… uh…" she struggled to make a sentence.
He kissed her neck and she pulled away.
"I don't think I'm ready for…" she trailed off, keeping her eyes on his, and not looking downward.
He kissed her lips and smiled.
"I don't expect anything from you. When you're ready, is when it'll happen." He assured her.
She let out a sigh of relief and smiled at him. She finished her hair and then washed his for him. She laughed when she found a spot behind his ear that made him cringe. Apparently, that was like his ticklish spot. She moved out of his grip when he attacked her sides, making her laugh so hard it hurt. She got out of the shower and finished getting ready. In the end, she had on the black dress, emerald earrings and necklace and black high heels. Her hair cascaded down her back in elegant waves. Fenrir was in simple dress robes, but that was elegant for him considering all he wore most of the time was a pair of ripped blue jeans. They walked down the staircase together and met her father in front of the Death Eaters. She became bored as he droned on and on about how Purebloods were better than anyone else and Abelinda became tired. She leaned heavily on Fenrir and he was eventually the only thing holding her up. She jumped when she hear her name.
"Most of you have heard of my daughter, but now you have the chance to meet her. Abelinda Riddle." Voldemort said, pulling her forward.
She almost fell because she was almost asleep. Fenrir was immediately by her side and had her leaning against him.
"She is now engaged to Fenrir Greyback." Voldemort announced.
Fenrir nodded to the Death Eaters then shot a significant look towards Voldemort. Voldemort nodded and Fenrir helped Abelinda out of the room. Once out of the room though, he picked her up and carried her to their room. He changed her into a pair of her night shorts and a shirt and laid her on the bed. He changed and lay down beside her. He was almost asleep when she turned over onto her side and curled up against him, sighing contentedly. He smiled and stroked her hair, falling into sleep.