Chapter 8: Define Smitten?

Early the next morning I was walking around in the garden of Malfoy Manor, and had yet to see Peri Malfoy. I had come to the conclusion she was still sleeping inside of the Master Bedroom. It must have been much more comfortable then the stiff thin mattresses we'd had to sleep on.

Mistress Fawkes had also given us studying journals, and were told to carry one around with us at all times. As well as a quill.

As I began to approach the small wooden bridge, over a small pond with white swans swimming around it; I noticed Draco Malfoy standing on the other side of the wooden bridge tossing bread to younger swans.

"Draco" I said, and the blonde boy looked over to me and smiled.

I then walked over the bridge, and he smiled at me.

"You look nice" Draco exclaimed, his eyebrows raising in surprise.

"Thank you, how has everything gone with you" I asked.

"Much worse actually, father's preparing to have the Peri Claim completely established-" Draco paused, then giving a small chuckle. "Funny-" he finally said, catching my attention. "I'll soon be calling someone my age, my stepmother" Draco stated, causing me to touch his arm delicately.

He looked to me, slightly surprised.

"Evening" stated someone from behind me, I immediately removed my hand from Draco's arm.

I turned, and came to meet Scabior's eyes.

"I was just looking for you" Scabior said to me, straightening up, and moving a little closer towards Draco and I.

"But I can see you were-" Scabior paused, his eyes narrowing slightly towards Draco. "Busy" he stated.

I shook my head no, and a low type of growl seemed to come from Scabior. Afraid, I backed a little bit away, but he gripped my arm. We were half to the door of the Manor when Scabior, slammed me against the wall.

"How dare you" growled Scabior.

"We didn't do anything" I stated, my voice shaking.

The fury was clearly shown in Scabior's eyes, and there wasn't a question about it.

"You disgusting little slut" hissed Scabior.

Unable to hold myself back, I slapped Scabior. Scabior then growled at me, and backhanded me. The force, caused me to fall onto the ground in my white dress.

"You are never to speak to Draco again, do you hear me" hissed Scabior.

I didn't speak, but instead looked down at the marble pattern along the ground.

"Answer me, damn it!" yelled Scabior, removing his wand from inside of his cloak.

However, before I could be struck with whatever spell had awaited. Scabior wand hand's wrist was gripped tightly.

"Enough Scabior" growled the voice of Argo Avery.

"This hasn't anything to do with you, Avery" hissed Scabior, freeing his hand from Argo's grip, and placing his wand back inside of his cloak.

"Look at her for god's sake-" stated Argo pausing, and Scabior did look to me.

I also caught a glimpse of remorse in my eyes.

"You once looked as though you were smitten with this one Scabior" Argo reminded Scabior.

Scabior's remorseful eyes mixed with the same fury I'd once seen before, but I know could truly identify it – it hadn't been anger. That fury, was jealousy – Scabior had been jealous of Draco.

"Define smitten" hissed Scabior, then turning and walking into the Manor; which after he slammed the door.

Argo crouched down beside me, and lay my head on his shoulder. He then caressed my hair lightly, attempting to soothe me. So I wouldn't begin sob uncontrollably, but lowly. However, I did cry slightly, and Argo held me closely.

"I wished for you not to become involved" mumbled Argo, more to himself then me.

I was walking passed Lucius' Office, when I stopped, and heard smashing glass. There was screaming as well, and my eyes widened with fear. Flashes of December, and of names. My originally written name, her name, my name.

"Rogue" I stated, and came into the Office.

Lucius had his wand pointed a shaking Rogue, whom was on wearing a dark green robe.

"What did you call her" hissed Lucius.

"Lower your fucking wand" I retorted.

Lucius smirked, and looked back to Rogue.

"Peri Scabior, run" Rogue begged.

However, as I turned to leave – the doors locked.

"Care to watch love, this may be something you won't want to forget" stated Lucius.

I moved away, running even.

"Petrificus Totalus" Lucius breathed, I fell.

"No, please" Rogue pleaded.

"Silencio" Lucius hissed, his wand directed at Rogue/Peri Malfoy.

My vision seemed a bit blurred as I tried to get up, but I heard an unquestionable slam. As I turned I could see Rogue on the ground, her forehead bleeding, and Lucius approaching.

"Shame, she had such a fine body" Lucius acknowledged, referring to Rogue.

He then looked down at me, my body bound by invisible ropes.

"Tell me my dear...are you a screamer" Lucius questioned, then picking me up in his arms (as a groom would carry a bride).

I let my breaths come slowly, and Lucius smirked.

"We'll find out, won't we" Lucius said, lying me in a bedroom hidden behind a bookcase.

The bookcase slid closed, and Lucius towered over me.

"I'll tell Scabior" I responded.

"No, I don't believe you will-" Lucius replied, causing me to glance towards him.

"You may not even remember" Lucius breathed into her earlobe.

Though I'd expected Lucius to lay me on my back, he instead assured my hands were gripped onto the headboard, and my knees against the bed securely.

I could feel all of the hard muscles of his chest, and thighs; as he pressed his body against mine. He bit my shoulder lightly at first, and I squeaked in pain at the feeling. He growled, while positioning his throbbing erection between my legs.

My body was shaking at the suspense, even as I saw a green light engulf the walls...a silencing spell, meaning, my screams for help wouldn't be heard. He bit down onto my shoulder once again as he drove himself inside of me. Lucius thrusted gently at first, causing moans to escape my lips.

Lucius soon increased the pace of his thrusts, and after several minutes he worked up a sweat. Before he let himself thrust any harder, he brought his hand to the front of my sex; while he thrust into me as fully as he could. He pressed my clit furiously, and began to drive me over the edge. I began to orgasm, being drawn into a rising wave of pleasure; as Lucius teased my clit, and pounded into me mercilessly simultaneously. I cried out, releasing the headboard, moments after Lucius sent me over the edge...Lucius stroked my hair, as he continued his thrusting more slowly, and began to cum inside of me – not seeming to be losing his control.

Ten minutes after Lucius had re-clothed himself, he looked to me, I was lying still...unaware what Lucius was about to do.

"Shame that you won't remember this love" Lucius said, directing his wand towards me.

"Please-" "Obliviate" Lucius whispered.