Chapter 14: Sealed Fate

The dinner table was quiet, too quiet. The two Malfoy's seemed to be glaring at each other, while Narcissa didn't look at anyone, even Hessa. There was such guilt within Hessa, on one side of the table sat Draco and across from her, Mrs. Malfoy who wasn't speaking at all. She picked at her food because there was no appetite, "Draco, may I be excused?" She jolted when there was a loud 'bang' on the table…Lucius Malfoy's fist hit it…

"Why do you ask him! I am the master of the house!"

Draco looked at his father as if he was bored, "because father, you may be the master of this house, but I am the master of her, and therefore she asks me….and I say she can go. Go ahead, my love, I will be up shortly." Hessa held his hand slightly before she went upstairs and looked at him lovingly as he did her.

Lucius nearly growled, "I wouldn't do that again if I were you. No one leaves the dinner table until we are ALL done, do I make myself clear?"

"I've done it before and you've never said a word, why the sudden change?" Draco glared, he wanted to add…'oh, that's right, you fucked her,' but he didn't dare, not in front of his mother. The relationship between Hessa and her was already strained because of this, oh but how he wanted to.

"I'm allowed to make changes as I see fit," Lucius threw down his napkin and walked off.

"You're leaving before we're all done…"

"Watch yourself, Draco."

Draco and his mother sat quietly together and finished eating, "mother…Hessa didn't want to."

"I know," Narcissa felt sorry for Hessa. She could care less who Lucius slept with anymore. He had mostly been faithful, and the reason for the 'mostly' was after their marriage, he apparently wanted to sow one more wild oat. But Hessa was like a daughter to her, and she was only sixteen! Narcissa had reached a point where she wanted out, though never spoke of it, and had found a way to counter that blasted potion he put in her tea all those years ago. Just like Lucius, she was good at potions too, and secretly she experimented and had nearly gotten the ingredient correct. Soon, she would take Draco and Hessa with her if they'd go, no doubt they would, and maybe even join the Order of the Phoenix. There was something she never thought she'd do, but this was the last straw.

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Hessa sat on the bench of the garden, white peacocks walked around…their extravagance knew no bounds. The full moon was out and it shown and the moon flowers that seemed to smile at its light. She liked these flowers, they felt that they represented her somehow…a flower that bloomed in the darkness rather than the light…the light….Harry, seemed so far away. She would never know his world and it saddened her.

Lucius watched her, her long dark wavy hair caressed her bare shoulders…his son at least knew how to dress his doll. His body now craved her and suddenly felt foolish for ignoring the warnings the Dark Lord gave him…yet, he loved beautiful women and she was the most beautiful he'd ever seen in his life. It was unnatural, ethereal; her large eyes seemed to pierce through everything she saw. And he remembered what her touch was like…soft, warm, yet electrifying at the same time, though she wouldn't know that.

He was hunting her in a sense, stalking her until he couldn't resist. Hessa's back was turned to him, "lovely moon, isn't it?" She nearly jumped, then turned slowly, nervousness lay in her eyes and only nodded. "Why are you so scared, girl? You've known me for a while now…especially intimately." Lucius' words made her blush, then standing up as if to leave. He stood in her way, "did I dismiss you?"

"I have to go, Draco is waiting for me."

"Not until I dismiss you…," Lucius took a flower and put it in her hair. Then lifted her face to meet his eyes, leaned down and kissed her softly on the cheek…he hugged her suddenly which caused her to gasp and tremble. The cloak he wore seemed to engulf her, Hessa was so small to him, and it was amusing how this little thing seemed to plague his mind. Finally Lucius stood up fully and then motioned with his head for her to go and watched as she ran out of the garden.

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Hessa didn't understand what happened and didn't care to, her only thought was to be with Draco, he had to be wondering where she was. When she got to his room, she hugged him immediately and immediately took her into his arms, "where have you…?" He smelled it…and his grip became painful, Hessa winced as he asked, "WHY DO I SMELL MY FATHER'S SCENT ON YOU?"

Smack

Draco had struck her…and he had never struck her before.

Her head felt like it had been hit with a sledgehammer; blood came from her mouth as she laid limp on the floor. "I didn't….," managed to come out of her lips. "Draco…I didn't," Gods, her cheek was throbbing and her jaw hurt badly.

He was over her on all fours and plucked the flower out of her hair, anger and jealousy coursed through him. "You didn't WHAT?" he hissed as he nuzzled her neck, ready to break it if she lied to him.

"I didn't….he hugged me," she finally got out. "Surprised me…I'm…I'm sorry."

The suddenly cold reptilian eyes that he possessed, softened…then concern and worry over what he had done. Draco came to his senses and touched where he had hit…a large bruise had formed, a literal black and blue one and she squeaked in pain. "No, I'm the one that's sorry. How could I have done this to you, you would never betray me?" He pulled her up into his lap and started to heal her wounds. Soon after he looked into her eyes that were hurt and started to tear, "It's not your fault….it's not."

"Please don't do that again," she sobbed.

"I won't…not ever."

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Draco had put Hessa to bed in his room as usual, but he wouldn't be joining her right away, instead, there would be a deep discussion with his father. He knocked on his father's den door and was told to come in. Lucius seemed to have annoyance in his eyes rather than the usual cocked eyebrow as to why he was being bothered.

"Draco."

"Father."

"And what do you need at this time of night?"

He picked up one of his father's paperweights and wondered what it would be like to smash it into the elder Malfoy's skull, "Hessa came to me tonight and I smelled your scent on her, it was very heavy…"

"She could have sat in one of my chairs," he drawled.

"Do you really think I'm that stupid, she tells me everything!"

"Oh yes…that. I simply showed the girl some affection, that is all."

"Then I ask that you please stop," Draco hissed slightly.

"Are you threatened?" Lucius seemed to give an evil grin.

"Hardly. Hessa is loyal only to me…remember that. You had your night, be satisfied with it!" Lucius watched his son march off and slam the door.

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Hessa felt Draco get into bed, his arm came around her shoulders and dragged her hard to him as if she were a rag doll. Whispering in her ear he said, "I want you to tell me every time he tries to go near or touches you, do you understand?"

"Yes."

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Everything seemed calm for a while, well, at least being in the middle of a war. Draco rarely let Hessa go with him, but he made sure that his father was with him all of the time. Today was uneventful; she was reading and looking outside, wishing she could get out like she did whenever the feeling moved her. Yet even then, her father restricted her movements, Hessa now knew why, but it felt like her life was one trap after another…then she remembered what she was, a servant, a wizard's companion. Her days were spent learning spells and becoming familiar with more herbs and potions, help improving wands and she had done well. The Dark Lord was pleased with her work, 'a true honor to Ollivander's memory.' It was the only thing he said that Hessa held value to.

Voldemort was not concerned with what she thought, he was not worried because she would never go against Draco and Draco was his to control. So there was no threat, therefore, no threat to her life. Hessa's eyes started to droop, a nap seemed welcoming and she made herself comfortable on the couch of the library….

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Lucius needed a book, one that he knew held a certain type of spell. He entered the library and focused for a minute, until he heard a small sound coming from behind him…drawing his wand, he wandered closer, but simply put it back when he saw it was Hessa. He looked on the girl, for months he had controlled his emotions and thoughts…of course the constant missions helped, Lucius had nearly forgotten what it was like to lay his eyes on the creature. Settling for being satisfied by his wife, but it was never truly enough. His son's meddlesome behavior…and yet fate gave him this moment, they were alone.

Hessa's eyes blinked open to find the senior Malfoy staring down at her, it caused her to jolt up and straighten herself, "I'm sorry…I fell asleep."

"Why would you apologize, this is your house to…and you may sleep anywhere you like," he purred. Lucius looked down, her feet were bare again, how small they were and he remembered pulling on her ankles, sliding her forward and forcing himself between her legs. The first feel of being inside her, how deep he went, causing her to scream out…resisting him, forcing her on her stomach and making her take him from behind as he pinned down her neck…

Hessa noticed his grip had tightened on the back of the couch, his breath was heavier as he stared at her feet. Plus…she noticed his pants were starting to bulge, "Mr…Mr. Malfoy?"

He was yanked out of his fantasy, "yes…Hessa. And why do you call me 'Mr. Malfoy'?"

"Because you are the master of the house," she said it plainly, as if it were common sense, Lucius chuckled.

He noticed she was looking at his vest and shirt, "do you like the way I am dressed?"

Blushing, she didn't mean to stare…," I'm sorry…it's just Draco and you have similar tastes. I like vests very much on a man, I think that they give a nice hug to their figure."

"YESSSS…," Lucius had an annoyed hint in his tone. "I have noticed he has taken to wearing them more, he must be doing it for you then?"

"He asked me what I thought one time and I told him," Hessa seemed to corner herself on the couch as he sat down next to her.

"I have taught him to present himself well. He's managed to talk without revealing his fangs, his eyes cannot be helped, but unusual looks are common in the wizarding world. Still, he has taken after his father in wearing the black bow in his hair, my father did, and so have I."

"So it's a tradition?" He had come even closer now, there was no space between them.

"Yes, it has become a tradition."

The tension was there, Lucius wanted to do something to her and she knew it, not harm her but….she finally stood up, "I should go…there are some chores I need to do…" Hessa gasped as he grabbed her arms and started to pull her towards him, his teeth were gritted and eyes narrowed.

"You DON'T need to go anywhere," he hissed.

She was pulling, "yes…I do, please, let me go!"

"This is your fault!"

"What?" tears were forming, Lucius was hurting her.

"I want you constantly…you made me want you!"

"I didn't! I serviced you, that's all! Let me go!" she managed to get her hand wrenched free but it was bruised. "LEAVE ME ALONE!" This time she tried to run but Lucius merely leaped over the back of the couch and stood in her way, his eyes were fearsome. Backing up she said in a quivering voice, "I belong to Draco…"

It sent him into a rage and he slapped her, causing Hessa to hit the ground. The hair ornaments that were in her hair fell out and the long mane caressed her shoulders and the floor, she was crying. Lucius came down over her, touched her back softly, frustrated at himself, "I…I didn't mean to do that. But you always run away from me and there's no reason to. I want you, desire you, I don't wish to harm you…" Lucius pulled her into his chest and held her, Hessa struggled. "Don't struggle…there is no need to," he started kissing her.

Hessa's eyes grew wide with terror, she was pushing back but it was doing no good and it was making him angry, he thrusted her back on the floor, kissing her neck and shoulders. She felt him tear at her bottoms, "no….NO! STOP IT!" He pinched the back of her neck, causing her to wince and squeal…and then….he was gone. Ripped from her and laying on his back, not realizing what happened either.

There was a growl, a low and deep one in the shadows somewhere.

'Draco,' she thought, partly in terror and partly in relief…Hessa didn't know what would happen next.

Lucius got up and smirked, dusting himself off, "so…my dear boy has caught my hand in the cookie jar." He stared down at Hessa as she closed her blouse tighter and looked away from him, her hair mussed.

"I didn't give you permission to touch her again, did I?" his voice was unnatural, almost unholy, and quite different then when he was in his 'normal form'.

Hessa couldn't see him at first, not until he stepped out from the corner of the library. She wanted to wince, he was fearsome…his eyes were red and like that of a snake, his fangs were longer and no longer hiding, so were his nails, his ears seemed to perk up more as if to be listening for his opponent's next move, and scales seemed to trace the lining of his hair. But even like this…he was striking; long blonde hair tied in a black bow, a beautiful figure and chiseled features.

Lucius brought out his wand, and instead of pointing it at Draco, he pointed it at Hessa, "you are too much trouble, perhaps I should just be rid of you!"

Draco hissed and his back nearly bowed. Hessa started to try and get to her feet but suddenly felt incredibly clumsy and couldn't seem to get a footing. While Draco turned his head for a just a second to look at Hessa, Lucius shot a spell that missed Draco, causing Draco to hiss again and this time he moved quickly and grabbed Hessa in the process. Lucius looked up, there his son stood with Hessa in his arms, uncertain of what just happened, nuzzling her. In that weak moment, Lucius took another shot and this time he hit Draco, barely missing Hessa. It didn't kill Draco, but it turned him back fairly normal and weakened him, stunning him and dropping Hessa.

"Draco!" Hessa crawled to him, "Draco…." She touched his face, his eyes were half-lidded, thankfully he wasn't truly hurt. Then Hessa glared at Lucius, "how could you do that to your own son!" She turned back which was a mistake…Lucius came up behind her and wrapped one large arm around her small neck, dragging her form up, choking her and finally making her black out. Finally he picked her up and headed to a different room.

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After a few moments, Draco's eyes turned back red again….he could recover quickly now and now his father would pay. Normally he would be out for hours, but the potions had finally and completely imbedded themselves into his system. Soon that spell would no longer work, but it did temporarily still. It did not take him long to find the room where he had taken Hessa, it was quiet…good, his father was loud when it came to that part.

He tried to open the door, it was locked. Then he tried a spell, still locked, next came simply breaking down the damned door with his fists. The wood started to splinter and shatter, a spell flew past his head and he moved out of the way. "GIVE HER TO ME!" Draco screeched and looked through what was left of the door and found her passed out on the bed and his father half naked. "YOU SON OF A BITCH!"

Lucius didn't understand why the spell did not work longer, but he didn't care. He was driven mad, the Dark Lord warned him, but now he wasn't in his right mind anymore…now he was fighting for ownership of this girl, he knew if he killed his son that the bond would transfer to him and that is what he wanted. Lucius climbed on top of Hessa, mounting her and sitting up, his wand pointed at her head, "if I can't have her…Draco, give her to me and she lives."

Draco cautiously stepped through the door, "you're pathetic! The Dark Lord warned you, didn't he? But all you can think about is WHAT YOU WANT! You're a hazard to yourself, father!"

"And she is what you wanted all this time, is it so different?"

"It is different, Hessa was MEANT to be mine. She is a Conk who has found her wizard, there is quite a difference indeed. Especially with a man who has gone completely off his rocker because he fucked her…I told you that once you did, you wouldn't be able to handle it! The chemicals in her body make it impossible for a wizard that isn't meant for her to be normal around her once intimacy happens! Not unless she is given to that wizard by her chosen…," Draco watched carefully.

"Then give her to me," Lucius drawled.

"No."

Lucius scowled, Draco hissed and cracked his fingers on both hands…

"Then she dies…..AVADA…," he stopped, there was a sharp pain in his back and Lucius fell to the side, blood was flowing from him like a small waterfall. "Damn…you….," he watched as Draco dragged Hessa off the bed and threw her over his shoulder. Lucius took whatever strength he had left and tried to cast a spell, only for Draco to strike one more blow across Lucius' face that was fatal, causing trauma to his brain. His son stared coldly down at him and then walked out with Hessa.