Chapter 4- I hate seeing her cry.

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"Fuck off Rachel." Malfoy answered back.

"I should fuck off? Hell Malfoy you're the one at MY house, sleeping in MY bed, telling MY dad things that he'll get mad at me for!" I said getting mad. I slammed my book shut and left.

******Dinner was a drag, the whole time Malfoy was giving me dirty looks, and Daddy kept hinting on that I should give Malfoy a fucking chance. I went up to my room for bed as soon as possible. I put on my short shorts and tank top as usual for bed. As I was brushing threw my hair in the bathroom, I heard my door open. I looked through the mirror to see Malfoy coming into my room. He walked over to the door of my bathroom. I set down my brush, ready to tell him to leave.

"Before you tell me to leave, I want to apologize for telling you fuck you or whatever." Malfoy inched towards me.

"Bloody hell, it was fuck off. You shouldn't be apologizing Malfoy. You know my father hates it." I snapped at him. I pushed him to the side, as I left the bathroom. Malfoy grabbed me by my waist and spun me so I was facing him.

"I don't have to do everything bloody thing your father tells me to." I pushed his hands off of me. "At least say you forgive me Rae."

"No. I won't. I don't forgive you, and I never will." I said heading towards the light switch, I prefer to turn it off with my hands than with a wand. I don't like being lazy. The light flicked off. I still could see Malfoy in the darkness maybe a couple of feet away from me. "Now could you leave? You're always giving my Daddy hopes that I will like you, which is more unlikely by the minute to happen. Why don't you act like I'm just like the rest of the girls? Then we wouldn't have this problem."

"But your not like-" Malfoy started.

"Don't even say it." I tried pushing him out of my room, but he stood his ground firmly.

"Come on Rae-Rae say it. Say iiit." Malfoy said pulling me into his grip. I was now pulled up against his body. "Say it Rachel."

"Let go of me Malfoy." I said harshly, trying my hardest to get out of his grip. He bent his head down by my shoulder.

"Say it! You're so damn stubborn!" Malfoy whispered sharply. He pushed me away from him so I practically hit the wall. Malfoy then opened the door to see Daddy standing there with his arms crossed. "Don't even START with me right now," he yelled at Daddy and stomped off. I was super surprised that Malfoy snapped at my Daddy. Daddy could kick his ass. He stared at me for a minute and then walked off in the direction that Malfoy went. I sighed. Malfoy was back to his cocky, snotty self again.

******Last night I didn't sleep very well. I've already be dressed wearing a pair of dark blue jeans, with a yellow tank top, and some yellow flip-flops for hours. I put my hair up, tied my hair back, and walked down to breakfast. I didn't see Malfoy or Daddy at the dinning room table. I sat down alone, eating my eggs. A little house-elf stood in the corner, incase I needed anything.

"Where's my Father?" I asked the elf.

"Master is training Junior-Master Malfoy, Mistress Riddle," it squeaked out. Ha Junior Master.

"Thank you," I said as I pushed back my breakfast. "Where will they be training for today?"

"The Gym, I believe, Mistress Riddle," it answered running to pick up my plate. I got up and walked down the hall to where they train and leaned my ear up against the door. I heard the clanking of swords. Father thinks it is important to master all forms of combat- even the muggle ones. He's clever that way. I opened the door and stepped in the room. Malfoy's head shot over towards me. He was drenched in sweat, wearing only sweat pants and no shirt. He was panting hard. At that opportunity Dad slashed his sword into Malfoy's side. I cringed.

"Do not let Rachel distract you from your work," Father said caught up in the fighting moment. Then he turned his attention to me. "Yes Rachel?" I tore my eyes away from the sliced Malfoy.

"Daddy, can I please go to Diagon Ally? School is starting soon and I need to get my school robes and a new wand." I said.

"No can-do, princess. You know you're grounded. Now fix up Draco. I got him pretty good." Daddy said turning back to put his and Draco's swords away in the glass case. I walked over to Malfoy.

"But Daddy, I need to go!" I begged "Please Daddy pleeeeease!"

"Clean up Draco and heal him. Then we'll talk okay?" he said. I sighed. At least I'd softened him up a bit. I helped Malfoy up and held his hand just incase he fell. I led him to the closest room- the Library.

"Slytherin Blood is the purest blood." The door swung open, and I led him to the closest couch. "Lay down," I commanded.

"Ooh you like to take control don't cha?" Malfoy smirked.

"Why do you have to be so nasty?" I asked turning to get my wand in my back pocket only to find it not there.

"Hey you told me to treat you like the rest of the girls," he said getting comfy on the couch. He was bleeding everywhere. "Looking for this?" he held up my wand.

"Yes." I went to grab it but he moved it out of my reach. He was pretty cocky for someone who had just been stabbed. "Give it!" I said getting impatient.

"No. You first have to give me something." He said toying with me.

"What? I am not gonna give you a blowjob if that's what your thinking," I said disgusted.

"No, I rather not have your dirty mouth on my dick, thank you very much," he said snottily. I gaped at him. My mouth was NOT dirty. He shifted uncomfortably. "I want a kiss." He said simply.

"A kiss? Sure you can go give Father one," I said grabbing a cloth and applying it to his gash. He flinched a bit.

"NO! I want it from you." he grabbed my arm looking me in the eye. I looked at him weirdly. "Come on, you give all of your father's prisoners kisses. It's not fair!"

"Aw, is Drakie getting jealous?" I asked pinching his cheek. I grabbed the wand out of his hand and muttered a spell to heal his wound. The door opened and Father walked over to a shelf. "Daddy may I please go!" I was still kneeling on the ground with Malfoy next to me on the couch.

"I'll watch her Sir. I need to get my school stuff too. I'll make sure that she doesn't see her friends." Malfoy told Father as he got up.

"Are you sure Draco? She isn't fun when she wants to shop," Daddy stated from experience. Malfoy nodded his head.

"I don't want to go with him!" I whined. This wasn't fair. "This is not fair!"

"Of course it's not fair." Malfoy spat, "I'm gonna take a shower and then we'll leave," he said as he left the room.

"You best be nice to Draco. He's been very good to you," Daddy told me and left the room. I went to my bedroom, grabbed my jean jacket, took out some money, and put it in my pocket. I skipped off to Malfoy's room and knocked on the door. I heard crash, then some cursing, a second later the door opened to Malfoy standing there in just a towel.

Oooh he looks sexy with his hair wet and messy in only a towel. Heehee. Oh Merlin, no dirty thoughts please! ~ Malfoy was smirking at me.

"Hold on." He closed the door and came out 10 minutes later wearing dark jeans and a white polo shirt with blue stripes.

****** We had already gotten our books and pets and I was being sized for my robes, while Malfoy sat on the chair in the corner of the room. He had already been size and they were working on his robe.

"Waist, 29 inches. Bust, 37 inches." The measurer called out to the one taking the measurements. I could hear Malfoy laughing and I looked over at him and glared. He just smirked at me. I glared more at him. "Hips, 32 inches. Okay Dear, your robe will be done in about an hour to an hour and a half." The old measuring lady said smiling softly. "Your name?"

"Rachel Riddle," I said sweetly. She smiled again.

"Alright. R-a-c-h-e-l-R-i-d-d-l-e." she said aloud as she wrote. I walked out with Malfoy chuckling still behind me.

"What!" I finally snapped.

"Nothing, nothing," he said. He had a smirk playing on his lips. We picked up a new wand then headed down to the Leaky Caldron for a drink. The smell of alcohol filled the air when we walked into the Leaky Caldron after the long walk from the wand shop. After we had sat down and ordered, my eyes had wondered around. A dark brown messy haired boy caught my eye-Blaise.

"Blaise!!!" I squealed, running up to him giving him a hug. He smiled at me.

"Where's Draco?" He asked casually, slipping a hand around my lower back as I lead him to the table Draco and I are sitting at. I sat in the middle of the booth seat between Draco and Blaise. "Draco," he greeted him.

"Blaise," Draco said sharply. I then felt Blaise remove his hand from my back and put them on the table.

"How's you guys' summer?" he asked. I knew he really didn't care, but at least he was someone different from Draco. "Is your Father with you Rachel?" He asked with shifty eyes trying to poke out which one was my dad. I shook my head.

"No. I had to go with Draco because HE got me grounded. I'm not aloud to hang out with my friends for the last couple of weeks of summer," I said snottily speaking the truth.

"It wasn't my fault you were making out with the prisoners." Draco ruffled up his hair while looking at one of the girls walking in. I stuck out my tongue at him, when he wasn't looking. He always made me mad, especially when he was with his friends. I'm not even sure he even likes Blaise. I thought as I side-glanced to Blaise. He was looking at the same girl Draco was. I accidentally sighed out loud and rested my head on my hand.

"You only told Daddy because you were jealous." I snapped quietly but Malfoy heard it.

"I was not jealous." He snapped back without turning around.

"You were too. You're just mad 'cause I won't even give you a peck on the cheek and I was giving a prisoner my tongue," I sighed. I heard Blaise get up.

"I wasn't jealous, I don't get jealous-" Malfoy started as he turned around.

"I'll see you two at school bye!" Blaise shouted at he walked over to some girl.

"I will never be jealous." Malfoy didn't even notice Blaise had left. He probably thought it was just a figment of his imagination that Blaise was actually sitting here next to me.

"Malfoy, you get jealous every minute you see me. So don't even start with me on 'I never get jealous!' crap." I snapped at him. He grabbed my wrist and squeezed it tightly and pulled me up.

"Rachel, we are leaving. Neither your father nor I will stand for this kind of behavior," he whispered in my ear harshly. He pulled me to the robe shop and grabbed are newly done robes and dragged me home after we paid for them. "Master, Draco and Rachel shall be downstairs at dinner around 6:30ish!" Malfoy yelled down the hall as he pulled me up the stairs and into my room. He whipped down the two robes he carried from the robe shop, onto my bed. I finally got my wrist free and ran across the room by the balcony and the small comfy chair. "Come here Rachel!" He yelled at me. He was really angry with me now.

"No. Please Draco." I pleaded. My wrist hurt so bloody bad, I held it lightly and looked down at it. "Please Draco don't hurt me." My father had never hurt me, ever.

"Rachel," he warned. I slowly walked over to him with my head low. I was about to burst out into tears. I felt so weak. He lifted up my head and stared into my eyes.

Draco's POV!!!

I had already been sized for my robe and Rae was getting hers done. I sat in a chair watching the whole charade.

"Waist, 29 inches. Bust, 37 inches." The Old Lady called out to the one taking the measurements. I started to laugh. Rachel has a huge chest!!! Haha! What a measurement. Rachel glared at me and I smirked in reply. She just glared more. She always looked so adorable, so beautiful. "Hips, 32 inches." Then the Lady if she even was one, ask some mixed up questions that I wasn't paying attention to. There were some good-looking girls looking around at the robes. As we started to leave, I couldn't help but remember her 'bust size.'

"What!" she snapped at me.

"Nothing, nothing," I said a smirk playing on my lips. We picked up a new wand then headed down to the Leaky Caldron for a drink. We walked into the Leaky Caldron after the long walk from the wand shop, sat down and ordered. I kept my eyes on Rachel. I wouldn't want her to run off. I'd get my ass-kicked by Master.

"Blaise!!!" she squealed running off. My eyes followed her. Blaise. They were stuck in a tight embrace. They talked a bit before walking back to me. I then saw Zabini's hand on Rachel as they slipped onto the booth. I stopped my smirk and turned the other way.

"Draco," Zabini said.

"Blaise," I said quickly putting my harsh tone into it.

"How's you guys' summer?" Zabini asked. "Is your Father with you, Rachel?"

"No. I had to go with Draco because HE got me grounded. I'm not aloud to hang out with my friends for the last couple of weeks of summer," she spoke of me like I was a disease.

"It wasn't my fault you were making out with the prisoners." I said as I ruffled my hair looking at one of the girls walking in. I heard a tiny sigh and I glanced to Rachel, Hmm, Rachel is jealous of me paying more attention to some sluts who walked in? I chuckled in my head.

"You only told Daddy because you were jealous." She snapped at me quietly.

"I was not jealous," I snapped back not even turning around.

"You were too. You're just mad 'cause I won't even give you a peck on the cheek and I was giving a prisoner my tongue." She sighed. So what if I was feeling somewhat, what is the word I'm looking for, like a new toy that has been never played with. I heard Blaise get up.

"I wasn't jealous, I don't get jealous-" I said as I looked at her, my body was facing her.

"I'll see you two at school bye!" Zabini shouted.

"I will never be jealous." I said.

"Malfoy, you get jealous every minute you see me. So don't even start with me on your 'I never get jealous!' crap." She snapped at me. I hate it when she does this! I had grabbed her wrist and squeezed it tightly and pulled her up.

"Rachel, we are leaving. Neither your father nor I will stand for this kind of behavior." I whispered in her ear harshly. I hate being in this position I dragged her to get our robes and then back home. "Master, Draco, and Rachel shall be downstairs at dinner around 6:30ish!" I yelled down the hall as I pulled Rachel again up the stairs and down a couple halls and into her room. I had thrown the robes down onto her bed and she got out of my grip and ran to the other side of the room. "Come here Rachel!" I yelled at her. I was getting really made now.

"No, please Draco." She pleaded. She looked scared. "Please Draco don't hurt me."

"Rachel." I warned. She slowly walked over to me with her head low. I lifted up her head and only to see she was on the brink of crying. Her eyes were glistening with tears ready to fall. I sighed. My face had softened. I was, I am mad at her but I hate having to see her cry, when I was the one who did it. "I'm sorry Rae." I whispered.