And so it comes on, Pan rebels against her family and ends up in a desperate position. One knows how she'll be freed, and soon she will have her baby in the last place anyone would dare look. Starts off in Bellatrix's spot, then onto Pan.

Enjoy!

Malfoy Manor, sitting room:

"Bellatrix…?" the sound of Lucius's voice reached the death eater witch but she didn't hear him. She was still upset about this whole ordeal, Pan hadn't left her room in two weeks and only came out when her father showed up. She didn't know about the plan, and frankly Bellatrix was getting angry at her master. "Bellatrix. BELLATRIX!"

"WHAT?" she shouted turning toward him.

"Draco's home, he wishes to see you and Ivan." Narcissa came in and took Lucius's arm.

"He's in Ivan's room, they're waiting on you." The woman angrily stormed out of the room and up the stairs to her son's room; the door was slightly cracked open and she stepped inside seeing both boys standing up from the other side of the room.

"Hello mother." She nodded at him and placed a silencing charm on the room after closing the door.

"Hello son, Draco. I suppose you've heard the news?" Draco nodded with a solemn look on his face. "I can tell you're shocked, I was too when I heard it."

"How's Pan?" he asked.

"Shocked…she hasn't left her room in weeks. She likes you Draco, but not that way."

"I know, it's the same for me. Pan's going to be a mother very soon, this kind of stress isn't good for her is it?" Ivan turned away.

"No…" Draco looked at him.

"What's wrong with you?" Ivan held up the vial in his hand. It was still full, he hadn't given it to Pan yet. "What is that?" Draco looked at the thing and his eyes widened. Bellatrix's hand clenched at her sides and she felt her face harden.

"Parvulus Letum potion, our master had it made for Pan."

"What for? I've never heard of it." Ivan and Bellatrix exchanged looks.

"Infant death." Draco's eyes widened. "Our master wants to kill the baby, while it's still in the womb."

"What? But it's his grandchild he can't just kill it!"

"Yes he can Draco, he doesn't want his bloodline tainted that's why. He's instructed Ivan to slip the potion to Pan in her drink so it will die before she gives birth."

"But she's so close, why is he doing this to her?"

"Because he wants you and Pan to produce children worthy of him; it doesn't matter to him that Ivan and Pan are less than pureblood, as long as they reproduce with worthy offspring that are strong and intelligent for him to use in later life." Ivan stepped forward.

"He's an awful man, just as Dumbledore told us."

"Do not mention that man in here!" Bellatrix screeched but not loud enough for anyone nearby to hear. Ivan glared at her for a minute.

"Forgive me mother, but if I can't speak of the one man who taught me all I know and kept me and Pan safe for many years then maybe I shouldn't say much at all."

"Son I understand how you feel, but what's more important right now is Pan's baby. If the Dark Lord finds out about all of us disagreeing on this then we're all doomed." Draco stepped forward.

"You haven't stopped him?"

"No."

"And you're letting him do this? It's your grandchild too!"

"I know! Which is why I want you two to help me." The boys looked at her. "I want you to help me free Pan from this."

"How? This whole place is warded if so much as even one of us steps off this land and 'He' finds out we're all in trouble." Ivan said putting the vial back inside his pocket.

"I have a plan. Both of you listen carefully because I'm only going to tell you this once…are you in? If not for me or yourselves but for Pan and her child? What do you say?" the boys exchanged looks for a few minutes, and then shook hands before turning back to Bellatrix.

"We're in."

To Pan:

Pan was sitting in her room near the window, watching the clouds go by that afternoon. After she'd heard about the engagement she rarely left her room. She still ate well and walked around each and every day in her room, but she wouldn't talk to anyone, not even her brother. For the time being she was feeling sad, if she was in fact to marry Draco then she feared he wouldn't accept her child.

'Don't worry darling, no matter what happens I will always protect you.' She mentally told her baby while rubbing her stomach. Ever since she first found out she pregnant she swore up and down she wouldn't let anyone ever harm her child, regardless of how she conceived.

"What should I do mother?" the voice of Ivan reached Pan's ears, just outside her door. "Pan won't let me in…she won't listen."

"It's alright son, come into your room." She walked a little closer, hearing the voices and footsteps go into Ivan's room next door. Carefully walking by, she leaned into the wall and listened in.

"Mother when shall I do it, Pan won't leave her room?"

'Do it? Do what?'

"I'm not quite sure son, your father did say do it soon since she's so close to birth."

"She's due anytime now."

"I know she looks like she's about to pop. I got it, we're all supposed to gather in the hall tonight to announce the engagement and there will be drinks. When Pan isn't looking I want you to slip the potion into her drink and woo-hoo no more baby." Pan's mouth dropped and tears started to form.

'My baby…she wants to kill my baby…' she couldn't believe it, oh well maybe she could because Aberforth and Albus always said Bellatrix was as twisted and insane as her father.

"I can only imagine mother, but Pan's not dumb she'll know something's up."

"Oh don't worry, your father will have Pan speak at the meeting and that's when you do it."

"Gotcha, oh well she's still young she can have more. Lots more with Draco, maybe he is a good match for her." Pan's hand went to her mouth and the tears fell.

'Even you Ivan, I thought I could trust you.' She stepped back against the other wall and went down on her knees silently crying. 'How can they do this to me?' she cried for several minutes before a knock suddenly came at her door.

"Pan…Pan darling are you alright?" came her mother's voice; she quickly stood up and wiped her eyes clean.

"Yes mother." The door opened and she stepped inside.

"Sweetie what's wrong? Your eyes are red."

"Nothing mother, just the pregnancy is all."

"Oh…well change clothes soon dear, we're having a meeting tonight. Your father's going to announce the engagement to the others."

'Ungrateful bitch…' "Alright, when's the meeting?"

"In an hour dear, I'll come for you when it's time."

"Very well." Her mother kissed her cheek and left her room. Pan pulled out a simple red dress with a matching robe and hid her wand inside the pocket. 'They're going to regret this.' She combed out her crimpy hair and pulled it back in a low ponytail.

An hour later: Main Dining room:

Pan took her seat next to Ivan at the large table; all death eaters were present including Professor Snape.

'Keep my eyes peeled, can't let Ivan poison my child. I trusted him…how can he do this?'

"Welcome my friends, tonight we will be announcing a rather bit of exciting news for the future. As you all know I have been searching for a suitable suitor to marry my daughter Pandora." Several nods came. "As of almost three weeks ago I have in fact found the perfect match for her, and that…is Draco Malfoy. Draco would you and Pandora please stand?" Pan slid her chair back like Draco and stood up holding her belly. "I have decided that these two will marry at the end of this war, and therefore I will have gained another son. Both have already consented to it, and have agreed this is indeed a fine match." More nods came. "Do you two have anything to say on this matter?" Draco gave a small smirk.

"If I may my lord, it will be an honor to marry Pandora. I can't think of anyone more…lovely and intelligent to be my wife than the daughter of the Heir of Slytherin." He lifted his drink to her and she gave a small, evil little smirk. The death eaters clapped at Draco as he sipped his drink and sat back down. Pan carefully picked up her drink and held it out to the audience.

"A very fine thing to say Draco; I must say you are rather dashing yourself. I mean with all your cunningness and your own intelligence I'm sure you could almost cook up a good scheme for me and everyone here." She held the drink to her lips. "And I'm hoping that my child will grow up to be as powerful as you father." She held it closer. "Because I'm pretty sure that could become your worst nightmare." Smirks dropped and Pan threw the glass onto the table making it shatter and the liquid splashed everywhere.

"Pandora!" her mother shouted in pure shock.

"Do you think I'm that stupid mother?" she yanked out her wand and stunned many other people and soon found herself restrained by a few men. Her wand fell from her hand and her father came up.

"Pandora what is the meaning of this?" she spat at his feet.

"I know what you're trying to do! You tried to get Ivan to slip me a poison to kill my unborn child, I won't let you!" she was slapped across the jaw. Her mouth started to hurt and soon the men holding her were thrown back by a light.

"What the…?" Ivan.

"Get her!" her father shouted and Pan was disarmed again after she dove for her wand. "Take her to the cellar and make sure she's restrained. I will not have her disgracing me, even if she is my daughter." As she was dragged backwards Pan screamed so loud the floor began to shake.

"YOU'LL NEVER HURT MY BABY! NEVER!" soon the men stopped and Voldemort slapped her again before grabbing her throat.

"You. Will. Regret. This. You will get rid of that thing inside you, it's not worthy of my bloodline and it will be dealt with." She started gasping for air and he let go. "Take her away." They dragged her back again and Pan looked directly at her blood family.

"I TRUSTED YOU MALFOYS! I TRUSTED YOU!" she was pulled down the steps and taken to the cellar where the wand maker Ollivander, the Lovegood girl, and the one named Dean Thomas were kept. She was restrained against the wall, and the tears poured down her face. As the guards left Pan's face fell, she should've known this would happen; now they were going to kill her child even if it did live.

"Are you alright?" the blonde girl asked. Pan looked up and saw the girl coming over to her slowly, she had such blonde hair it lit up in the room.

"N-No…who are you?"

"Luna get away from her!" the taller boy said. 'Luna' turned and shushed him.

"Oh relax Dean, she's a prisoner now. Even if she's the Dark Lord's daughter you heard what just happened." The girl turned back to her. "I'm Luna, Luna Lovegood. What's your name?"

"P-Pan…Pan Lestrange. Wh-Who's he?"

"Dean Thomas, they don't know if he's muggleborn or halfblooded so they're keeping him here. That's Ollivander back there; he's imprisoned for information on a wand the Dark Lord wants."

"A wand? What for he already has one?" the old man didn't answer, just looked away.

"Perhaps…that's a conversation for another time." Pan nodded and looked to the three.

"It's…nice to meet all of you. I-I'm sorry…for what they've done to you so far…"

"It's not your fault; you've only done what you can to protect your unborn child. Otherwise you would've probably run off somehow." Pan gave a small smile.

"Not really…I don't know what I'd do." Luna, Dean, and Ollivander all gave her some small smiles and stood up in front of her.

"Well…welcome to the lighter side." She laughed a little.

What had she gotten herself into this time?

Yeah I didn't want to end it here but then I figured that maybe I'd let the next chapter switch over to Harry's part, right when they're captured and taken to the manor; and I'll say this now, the next one shall end with a cliffy. Either way please leave more reviews and I'll have it up in no time.

Later!