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Chapter Eighteen

She Shut your Eyes

Draco's POV

When Hermione showed up with Pansy, I almost lost it there and then. When I found out she came willingly, I was livid. She endangered herself and our child to come to see if I was ok. I would rather her be protected and unharmed in the Manor then coming after me! This was my fault - and I knew it. I didn't want it to come to this.

After Pansy left and Hermione spoke to me, I decided I needed a moment before I said anything else to her. I finally looked over at her. She was staring at the ceiling like I had been a moment ago. Her jaw was set, her eyes determined. I could see her mind gnawing on a plan as I watched her.

"Hermione," I said quietly.

She didn't turn to face me. "Yes?"

"I'm sorry for being pissed at you, but can you blame me? I wasn't expecting you to waltz in here willingly! You could be putting our child in danger as well as yourself. You didn't have to worry about me, Hermione! I would have been fine. I know that you and Potter would have figured something out. I know you would have," I say hoping she hears the concern and serenity in my voice.

She sighed and turned to look at me. "I know I shouldn't have come, but could you blame me? I have been scared and worried sick. I thought I may never see you again. I know I could have put our child and myself in danger, but I didn't know where you were. I had no idea. When Pansy sent me that letter, I had to do something! So now I've found you. We're both fine. Nothing will happen to us."

"How can you be so confident in such a shite situation? You nor I know if we're safe. We also don't know who is behind this. Pansy almost told me last night who is behind this. Almost. But she backed off and left," I said frustrated.

"Well, we need to work on her. We need to figure out who is behind this. We also need to figure out how to get out of here. I've been thinking . . ." Before she could finish what she was saying, the door opened.

Pansy walked in looking worse for wear. Her raven colored hair was tousled and unkempt, her usually immaculate clothes were wrinkled and stained with something I couldn't tell, and she seemed off. She trained her eyes on Hermione and I. I saw a crazed look in the back of her eyes. What has been happening to her? As she walked over to us, a smirk slowly appeared on her face. She stopped in the space between Hermione and my bed.

"Well hello there," she said smiling widely at us.

The way she smiled at us was unnerving. It was like the predator looking down at her prey. I never feared Pansy, but there was something so strange about the way she was staring at us. It was almost like she wasn't herself. It was like she was under the Imperius Curse.

My mind reeled. That had to be it. Why didn't I think of this sooner! She wasn't acting like herself at all. After the war, we lost touch. I went my separate ways. I wanted to distance myself away from my old friends. Of course I've kept a few, but we're just mere acquaintances now. But Pansy went her own way as well. I figured she didn't really care what happened to me since she felt I abandoned her, but now it all makes sense.

"Hello," I said coolly.

"I see you've been enjoying yourselves," she mused.

"Oh, of course. Your hospitality is quite delightful," I smirked.

I could see Hermione giving me a confused look from the corner of my eye. I hoped she was I just trying to confirm what I already knew.

Pansy laughed. "Oh, Draco. You silly boy. I've treated you like shite the last few days."

"You have, I won't deny it. I was just shooting the shite with you, is all," I gave her a smile.

"You were ever so good at that."

"I was. So, I have a demand," I said masking my face into cool indifference.

"Oh? You are demanding something of me?" She threw her head back and laughed.

"I am. I think I deserve it. I've been quite the good prisoner. I haven't screamed, cried out, nothing."

Pansy placed her thumb and index finger on her chin in a thoughtful pose. "That is very true. Fine, what is this demand?"

"Well, I want my wife is have use of her hands and also to feed her regularly. She is pregnant after all," I say watching Pansy's face.

"I see. Perhaps. Even if she is pregnant with your little abomination, I can't be too inhuman. I can't be a bad hostess, now can I?"

"Thank you, Pansy. That's all I ask."

"Of course."

"Also, I have a question," I said boldly.

"What is up with you tonight? Usually you're quiet," Pansy said putting her hands on her hips.

I smirked at her. "I feel quite talkative now."

Hermione's POV

When Draco started talking to Pansy, I was dreadfully confused. But I have a feeling he knows something. So I paid attention to his banter back and forth with Pansy.

"So what is your question then?" Pansy asked with an impatient huff.

"I was wondering who you're working for. You almost told me a few days ago and I've been wondering since," Draco said boldly.

I turned my head to look at him. I know Draco was a brazen man, but this was a bit insane. I was going to say hint at it when we questioned her, not go fully into it. I bit my lip as I waited for Pansy to answer.

"And why would I tell you? I have you both where I want you," she said deadly quiet.

"I see. Tell us, Pansy," Draco said equally as deadly.

"Hm. Perhaps."

"Can you even tell us?" Draco asked.

"What ever do you mean?" Pansy asked feigning innocence.

"You know what I mean! You're just a puppet, Pans! So who is controlling you?" He asked evenly.

"No one is controlling me, Draco," she said through clenched teeth.

"Hm. Then why are you getting so defensive?" Draco asked looking up at the ceiling.

Pansy let out a shriek. She pulled out her wand and pointed it at the cot Draco was on. Before I could scream out his name, I heard her say crucio.

Draco bit his lip as his body jerked around. I watched in horror not able to do a thing. I think I may have shouted his name a few times, I wasn't quite sure. The whole time she cast the spell, Draco didn't shout out once. I felt tears stream down my cheeks as I watched him. Pansy finally stopped the spell and smirked.

"Are you sure I'm not being controlled now?"

I saw that Draco had bit his lip so hard that it was bleeding. He turned his head to look at her and smiled. "Pansy, when will you learn that I could always see through your shite! After all of these years, I can still fucking read you like a book!"

"You don't know anything about me. Nothing!" She shouted at him.

"That's not true and you know it. It will never be true. Pansy, you're the most simple-minded person I know. It's amazing you made it through school at all. If it weren't for you going around spreading your legs for Blaise, Nott, and I, then you never would have made it."

"SHUT UP!" She screeched. I winced.

She brought her arm up once again and screamed crucio. Draco bit his bottom lip once again. More blood oozed down his chin and neck. His vein bulged out in his neck and arms. Why was he taunting her? She could easily kill him.

"Stop it!" I screamed.

Pansy pretended not to hear me.

"STOP IT!" I tried again.

This time she did and looked at me.

"And you, you filthy fucking Mudblood! You don't deserve him, you really don't! Everything thinks you're so darling and lovable! NO! You are far from it. You're nothing but an over-exaggerated Muggle. Filth under my shoes! I should have been with Draco. ME!" She had that crazed look in her eyes again. I mentally shuddered.

I was powerless against her. She could hex me at any time and I wouldn't be able to protect myself.

She pointed her wand at me. I looked at it warily.

"Pansy! Do you fucking are do anything to her!" Draco yelled.

"Why? Because you love this filth?" She sneered, not taking her eyes off of me.

"Yes! I love her. I love our child. Don't do this. You're pissed off at me, not her. She didn't do anything."

"She did do something. The plan didn't work. She didn't do as she was supposed to. If anything, her losing her memory helped more than it should," she said quietly.

"She has nothing to do with this! Look at me, Pansy!"

She slowly turned around to look at him.

"Who is controlling you? I could help you. You could get us out of here. I could help get you away from whomever is doing this. Listen to me!" Draco pleaded.

"I-I can't tell you that! If I do, he'll kill me! He'll fucking kill me!"

"What if you don't tell me directly, will you still die?" Draco asked.

"I-I don't know! I didn't want it to go this far. I just wanted you to get away from her. I wanted you to finally see me for who I am. I wanted you to want me! That's all I wanted! You left me, Draco," she said as a sob escaped.

"I didn't mean to abandon you, Pansy! I didn't like you the way you wanted me to! And I'm sorry for that. I needed to get away. I needed to separate myself from what I was."

"Part of me knows that, but the other part is selfish. I'm sorry, Draco. I-I ha-have to keep doing this. If I don't, I die. Like I said."

I stared at the girl I went to Hogwarts with for so many years. I barely recognized her. She was so broken. I almost felt bad for her, but she shouldn't have gotten mixed up in this with whomever helped her.

"I know, but at least free Hermione's torso and feed her. That's all I ask of you."

Pansy nodded. She flicked her wand at me. I moved my arms and wrists around. I slowly sat up.

"I'll be back to give you food," she said. With one last look she was gone.

A/N: Welp, I wonder what's gonna happen next! Well, I sort of know! This chapter was a lot of fun to write. The next one should be as well. 2-3 more chapters left~