Chapter 11: The Last Potion

Hessa sat in the garden, she didn't want to speak to anyone and cried most of the day. Narcissa tried to get her to eat but she was refusing food…up until Draco nearly shoved some down her throat. "I won't have you starving yourself because you're grieving!" he literally spoon fed her some soup. She looked at him defiantly and nearly refused the next spoonful until he glared at her, "just try and refuse me."

The rest of the day she just looked out, Hessa didn't even care that there was a storm coming and let the wind rip through her dark and wavy locks until it was nearly a tangled mess. Her thoughts were disrupted when two Death Eaters came, they were here all the time now, it seemed the Malfoy Estate had become almost headquarters. "The Dark Lord wishes to see you," one said gruffly. Hessa looked at them and said nothing, she wouldn't move, so they took her by her arms and escorted her to a wing of the house that she hadn't seen before. Draco was there but said nothing to her, she looked down…of course he wouldn't, he wouldn't show affection to her in front of Voldemort.

Hessa stood there with the Death Eaters still on her arms until Voldemort finally spoke, "it is time we used some of your precious Conk fluid, my dear girl. I will need some of your blood to complete a potion for Draco, it will be the final installment of his regimen."

Peter Pettigrew stood up, "let me do it master, you know how much I like to cut things…"

Lucius sneered at him, "do you think that is wise my lord, he gets a little overzealous…"

"Peter does a decent job, precise, if you don't recall, he's not even afraid to cut off his own hand?" Voldemort waved for Peter to go on but Hessa started to push against the men that were holding her. "Don't be afraid girl, it will only hurt for a moment."

"Yes, don't be afraid, I won't hurt a pretty thing like yourself," Peter got closer, but Hessa got more and more nervous anyway and she started to fight.

"Let go!" Finally Hessa defended herself and her auric shield went up, pushing the two men away from her and she started to run.

"Come here!" Peter yelled. "Do as our master says!" but he was thrown many feet away from her.

Voldemort was cackling, it was amusing to watch his men have such a hard time containing the little girl, she had finally threw up a full shield around herself that they couldn't get through. Soon he grew tired of it though, "Draco! Control your little Conk, we need to get this done."

"Yes, master," Draco marched towards Hessa and as he did, the shield started to fade. She looked around her and started to back away from him, but he grabbed her arms, bringing her to him.

"That's enough now, behave," he said sternly. Draco brought her to the small table which contained a little cauldron, he motioned Peter to come forward who didn't look very pleased at being thrown, he brought the knife to her forearm but was warned, "DON'T cut too deeply and be neat about it." Peter nodded as Draco held her arm, Hessa looked away and squeaked when she felt the knife cutting through her flesh.

The blood dripped into the cauldron and it turned a bright green. "Good," Voldemort grinned as he bottled the small portion and handed it to Draco. "Take Hessa where I told you," he motioned the Death Eaters to leave with her. "Now, drink Draco." He did and Draco passed out in just a few moments and was carried to the same place Hessa was. "Now, let's see how strong your bond is to your little Conk."

"My lord?" Lucius looked curious.

"Just a fun game, putting Draco and Hessa in the same room during his the first few hours of the potion's effects. Will he recognize his little Conk?"

"But I thought that she was valuable?"

"She is, but she is also a terrible distraction for him…if she survives, it is simply fate."

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Hessa winced, they had knocked her out. She shifted her body and turned her head, blinking open her eyes she nearly froze…there lay Draco next to her, looking at her, apparently mimicking the position she was just in. His eyes…they were red as blood, they looked like before only red, Hessa didn't know what to do, he didn't seem right to her. Slowly she moved off the bed, watching as he watched her, yet he didn't quite move…maybe he would do nothing? Walking as softly as she could, Hessa was making her way to the door and started to open it, but when she looked back, Draco wasn't there.

She did not hear him get off of the bed…but felt someone nearly on top of her. Hessa turned around and saw Draco looking down at her, she started to tremble as he put his arm out and shut the door. "Draco?" He grabbed her arms and caused her to scream slightly…he was growling. "Draco…please…."

Draco tossed her onto the ground, knocking the wind out of her and nearly knocking her out. He was on top of her…she had his scent on her, especially in certain areas, he was simply observing her before when she was about to wake up. This female was very attractive and had a smell he liked, she was strong and healthy, strong offspring was easily seen with her, she was special. So when she tried to leave his lair…he couldn't allow her to escape him, where would he find a more suitable mate and so easily? Draco inhaled her scent again and then picked her up, placing her on the bed with him. Coercing her to mate was his goal, but to do that she had to be comfortable. Draco gathered the pillows around her, covers were collected around her as well as he removed her clothing. This was all instinctual, it was common for some species of male to make their surroundings comfortable for a future mate, and though Draco was what seemed to be part reptile, he was also very much human and so he cared about wanting her approval…but if this female resisted, he would take her anyway.

Hessa finally came to and noticed she was completely naked and so was Draco. His member was hard and large, dripping with pre-cum, and when she tried to push herself up, he would push her back down, why didn't he just take her? Then she noticed that Draco was not himself, he was part of an animal, which was what Voldemort did to him…so he was acting like an animal, a male animal that wanted to mate. He wanted approval to mate with her, that he was what she wanted, but Draco Malfoy wouldn't just take denial and she tested to see if he was still in there somewhere. She started to scoot up and away and suddenly her thighs were grabbed and she was brought back to him, then he growled very threateningly.

Hessa noticed that her legs were closed to him and he was getting impatient, Draco started to jerk on them and was squeezing her knees, hurting her. Finally she slid her legs apart and over his thighs, welcoming him between them. He grinned as he slid his body over hers, Hessa also noticed the fangs and tried not to be scared by pushing her body up to kiss him. Draco responded fiercely and pushed her legs further apart with his, positioned himself and entered her hard. Hessa gasped…did he have more girth than before? A deep throaty groan was heard from him which was between the Draco she knew and the animal he was now, he was nipping at her neck with his fangs, she squeaked and giggled.

Draco's eyes nearly were in the back of his head, this female was extremely pleasurable…and playful because she was giggling, she was gentle though, not aggressive at all, he would have to protect her and especially while she was pregnant…that wasn't a problem. Still, there had to be a way to mark her, brand her, let other males know she was taken. Draco moved her hair as he was still thrusting into her, sweat beaded on his forehead as he heard her moans and gasps, he kissed down her neck while watching her slightly, would she sense what he was about to do? His hand tilted her head back and without warning he bit down on the base of her neck.

Hessa screamed in pain as she felt his fangs pierce her skin and his mouth clamp down, she was trying to push him off but it wasn't happening. Draco grabbed his wand as he removed his mouth and waved it, automatically healing her and leaving a nice scar that he then kissed in pride. He looked over to find tears in his female's eyes and was asked 'why did he do that?'

"Mine," was all he would say.

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The next morning Draco got up and checked in the mirror, the potion's after effects had subsided, except for some minor changes in his looks. Black rings were around the iris of his eyes, his nails were still long and sharp and his ears were slightly pointed along with his canine teeth that were longer and sharper…even his body was chiseled, Draco even looked down his pants. Hessa was right, he had 'grown' slightly, no wonder she had such a hard time taking him last night.

Last night….

He was thankful he didn't kill her, but he could control the beast within him more than Voldemort thought he could. Granted, Draco didn't really know who Hessa was completely, but he knew enough not to hurt her and he remembered what he did to her, bit her, marked her, claimed her in every sense of the word. But Draco wasn't stupid, he knew why the Dark Lord put her in the same room…he was wondering if Draco would off her, kill her or rip her to shreds. They all seemed to be scared of the bond that he and Hessa had, but he wasn't and he was glad it reached down deep where even the bloody potion couldn't reach.

She moaned and it caught his attention, how bad did he hurt her last night? It was such a blur in a way. Reaching the bed, he looked her over and noticed the bruises inbetween her legs, arms, and throat. 'I must have held her down and forced her a couple of times,' Draco thought. Hessa woke up and seemed afraid at first until Draco held her in place, "it's alright, it's alright, I'm normal again…well, fairly normal." He caressed the scar he left, "I got really rough with you last night when I marked you, I must have really wanted you…er, pregnant."

"But I'm taking…"

"I know that now, I didn't know that when I was, well, changed. Not to say I don't want you in a more delicate state," he smiled as he healed her bruises. "Just not at this moment, it's a little early."

"But what about Pansi?" Hessa looked down.

"I don't want to talk about Pansi. She means nothing to me, you do, that's all there is to it."

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After breakfast Lucius made it known that Hessa was going to be going with them on an assignment. Draco was not pleased at all, "what the hell for? She can't see me when I work!"

"It's the Dark Lord's orders," Lucius drawled. "She needs to learn and refine her abilities."

"And he will get her killed doing so, she's a young Conk, Hessa won't have the strength and she hasn't even finished grieving for her father."

"Draco, you are very accommodating to Hessa and it is starting to worry me. She is beneficial in the fact that we can use fluids to enhance our magic, but if she continues to affect your judgment, there will be consequences. Why are you concerned that she sees you as the killer you really are, afraid she'll see you as a monster? That she won't want you?"

"I don't want to risk her…"

"Seeing Potter? Seeing her friends on the battlefield? This is why she is so frail and gentle, because you won't allow her to see any of the reality that is going on around her. She must know who she serves and what you are! What if we were attacked? If you kept her as she is, she wouldn't be able to defend herself."

"She doesn't need to, I can do it!"

"What if you aren't around, what if you are hurt and can't get to her? You do have weaknesses despite what you think."

For once his father was possibly correct but Draco didn't want Hessa in battle, but she had to at least protect herself against those that might hurt her, others that would try and take her away if they found out who she was and who she was bonded to, especially 'The Order of the Phoenix'. She was their friend and it wouldn't be out of the question for those goody-two-shoes to try and 'save' her from him. "Alright, but I want her protected, if she's in any danger she needs to be removed as quickly as possible. Why is she going anyway?"

"As I said before, to refine her abilities and to bring up her shield if we are attacked, fending off spells one at a time may not protect us but her shield can block them all out at once."

"So there is a possibility that we will run into our enemies?"

"Isn't there always? You are the only one that can reach where the Dark Lord wants us to go, the item is protected and we cannot apparate to it."

"I understand."

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They had come halfway of a large mountain, they couldn't go any further and now it was Draco that had to carry on the mission because of his physical prowess. He wasn't dressed as the others, he was wearing an all leather outfit which covered his face except his eyes and mouth. Hessa herself looked out of place with these men who wore black robes and Draco in his leather outfit, she wore the traditional Conk outfit that was flowing and delicate.

Lucius stopped everyone, "alright men, Draco will continue from here, keep alert and look for our enemies, one of our spies said that they could possibly have figured out the location."

Everyone seemed glad to rest, especially Hessa and Draco sat her down to talk to her, "I won't be gone very long, rest and eat and if any of our enemies show, do what you can to protect everyone but if things get dicey, I want you to hide…understand?" Hessa nodded as he held her face and kissed her on the forehead.

She watched as he took off with stealth that she had never really got to see. There she sat obediently, waiting for his return. Lucius looked on and decided to give the girl some water and food…but not in the traditional manner, it was time to start seducing her. He wasn't a very patient man and if he could take her behind the mountain and have his way, he would, but for now things had to be slow. Hessa looked up at him and noticed the plate in his hand with a glass of water, "you need to eat and drink."

At first she tried to take the plate from him, but he casually moved it out of reach and sat very close to her. Lucius grabbed a piece of meat and delicately placed it close to her lips, "take a bite."

"I can feed myself," she said defiantly. Why was Mr. Malfoy trying to feed her, Draco did that now and then and it was part of foreplay or to be intimate?

"TAKE a bite," he hissed. "Do as I say, girl."

Hessa looked ate the meat and looked at him, she couldn't deny him, he was part of Draco's family…so she did as he asked. Lucius smiled, it pleased him and he continued to feed her, caressing his fingers across her lips now and then, having her suck some of the juices off them. He became aroused and put the plate off to the side, giving her water to drink and then gently taking the glass from her and looked into her eyes, leaning a little too close for comfort. Hessa tried to stand up but he pushed her back down, grabbing her and kissing her hard on the mouth, causing her to squeak.

She was trying to push him off but he was way too strong and no one was helping her. They were all just standing around and eating like there was nothing going on! Hessa didn't know what to do, her mind was racing; she was betraying her master, Draco hadn't given her permission to do anything like this! Why was Mr. Malfoy doing this? Wasn't he married? And Mrs. Malfoy, she had been so kind to her and her husband was trying to violate her!

Lucius was holding her in a hold that Hessa simply could not get out of, he was nearly crushing her and shoved his tongue in her mouth. She grunted in defiance and disgust, squeaking when he brought one of her legs around his waist. Finally she managed to get breath enough to say, "no! Stop it!"

He pulled back enough to smile and petted her head hard, "to think, I am looking at the same young thing that I despised…and now, you will be sharing my bed soon."

Hessa had a look of shock across her face but before any questions could be asked, they were interrupted. "We have company! Everyone…our enemies are coming, take your positions!"