It had been three and a half weeks since Draco had gotten not only his Wraith, which required no name and wouldn't answer to one even if he gave it to her; but Rebecca Ironhorse had written to his father. Neither would tell him what was going on, which was a base betrayel to Draco. His Wraith hadn't been able to find out what had been written, and she could go anywhere. Quidditch, under Snape, was permanatly cancelled, so he didn't even have that to take his mind off of what was going on. Sitting at the Slytherin table, or what had been the Slytherin table before the houses had been abolished, he decided to eat something.
The house elves had out done them selves this morning as he picked up breakfast links, a pile of bacon, toast and fresh churned butter. As he sliced a piece, an owl descended from the rafters. Letters from home were being searched, so no one was getting anything but The Daily Prophet in most cases. Draco didn't read the paper, he didn't need to. His Dark Mark let him know when Voldemort was on the move, or even close. So far, the Dark Lord hadn't come to the school since he had grabbed the Elder Wand. As the letter was dropped next to his plate, the owl bowed; they had never done that to him before; then left.
"Ladies and Gentlemen," Snape drawled as he stood up. Why the Headmaster felt that he needed to tell them something on a Saturday was beyond him. "I am pleased to announce," he sounded anything but, "that Hogwarts will be having two momentous occasions in two months time. Heads of House will check to make sure that Dress Robes are in order. Any student that needs to order new ones will be allowed to go to to the village to get new ones. Now will Rebecca Ironhorse, Draco Malfoy, Hermione Granger and Ginny Weasley please report to my office. To the rest, enjoy the week off and be made aware this is for the celebrations that will arise."
The four students stood, Draco glaring at the two women that he despised, while his wraith floated closer to him. "This can only be bad Master," she whispered in his ear. "And don't forget your letter, it has your fathers seal on it." Draco didn't bother nodding, just grabbed the letter and made his way to the Headmaster's office. The three women had already made it there by the time he did, Ginny was I'm tears, as was Hermione, while Rebecca seemed to be gloating in triumph.
"Draco, sorry to interrupt your breakfast, but I received a letter from the Dark Lord and from your father. Both in the same day, and I found it strange. Have you read yours yet?" Draco shook his head, looking at Rebecca. What had she done? "Then read it, I'm sure you'll understand all in a few minutes. If you don't mind, I would like to talk to Miss Ironhorse alone for a moment." Spinning away, Snape and Rebecca started muttering to each other. Draco slit open the letter to see what his father had sent him this time.
'Draco,' it began, like all letters did. 'I am pleased to hear that you are receiving the highest marks in your classes. I am how ever surprised that you have not decided to write home about your new friend. Miss Ironhorse has taken it upon herself to write me in your place. And I am pleased to say that the frivolities in two months time will be your wedding. Miss Ironhorse has also given you a wonderful present, as are your mother and I. You are going to be receiving a house of your own, one that we've owned for some time. You, your wife, and your presents will be staying there from now one. It has been stocked.'
Draco was shocked, she hasn't said anything to him, and had gone behind his back to do this? He was furious, looking up to see her sashaying up to him. "What the hell do you think-"
"Giving you the best gift I could Draco. Do you know why those two are crying? Because they've been told Draco. They've been told that you are their new Master. The Weasleys will be blood traitors no longer, and the Granger bitch is going to have things she could never have before." Rebecca kissed Draco, just a simple peck. "I want you to meet your wedding presents from me. And I have mine from you." Taking his hand, she laid it on her flat stomach. "You've given me something that has already quickened to bring the next generation of purebloods to the world. I knew the moment it took Draco, but I had to wait to be sure. And sure I am."
"Sure of what?"
"Sure that it was going to stay. Now, when were unable to play, your two other wives will be able to take care of your needs."
"Draco," Snape suddenly cut in. "You and your new friends are going to be moved to the Slytherin chambers for the next week. Owls will be delivered there, and I suggest you make the best of the next week. And rest assured, The Dark Lord is pleased that you've done this for us. Also, you will have to mark Weasley and Granger. If you don't know the spell, I can show you."
"I know it," Draco said pulling out his wand. "Familirius!" He cried. Two dragons, built of fire spit out of the wand, wrapping themselves around the left wrist of Ginny Weasley. Repeating the process, Hermione also soon had a Celtic dragon/knot work design on her left wrist.
"Familirius Expontatis!" Rebecca called, waving both hands at the two women, a second working of runes and knot work appeared on their right wrist. It was different, showing the spellwork of Rebecca. Smiling wickedly, she snapped her fingers. The two girls wrists snapped together.
"What the hell did you do to us?" Ginny asked, as her and Hermione's hands were raised above their heads. "What the hell is this?" Draco smiled, sauntering up to the woman.
"This is known as the additional wife spell. When two people decide to have more than one wife, they put this spell, or more politically correct; curse on the additional. It allows the couple to have complete control over the extra sets." Stowing his wand in his robes, he looked over the two women, reaching out and ripping the Hogwarts symbol off of both of their robes. "And you won't be needing these anymore either."
"Do you know where the Slytherin Chambers are?" Rebecca asked, an evil glint in her eyes. Draco saw the wraith she owned nod and point to a solid looking piece of wall. "Good, because I'm sure we'll be needing those soon enough." Draco had been working on something that Rebecca had been teaching him, how to use magic without using a wand. "Now, when Draco's done Headmaster Snape, who do I go to for the food catering and the decorations?"
"The house elves will be able to take care of all of that. If Hagrid hadn't been a traitor to the Dark Lord, he was always best at doing them," Snape said watching Draco work. "I do have one favor of you Draco. After you've had your turn with Miss Granger, do you mind if I teach her a lesson? I wouldn't take a man's wife, even an extra without permission." Both men and Rebecca smiled cruelly as Hermione started to try and force her way from the spell.
"We'll see Severus. But there is something that we need you to do first. When the rest of the Weasleys show up, I want them caught. Don't execute them, I want that pleasure."
"Draco, you couldn't even kill Dumbledore, what makes you think you can kill two teens?"
"They'll want to save their sister, and Ron will no doubt try to save the other one. He doesn't know that she's a pure blood does he? If he did, I bet he wouldn't look twice at you."
"Neither would you, you slimey little snake!" Hermione snapped, before being lifted off her feet by the twin spells on her wrists. "You wouldn't care if I was what you call a mudblood!"
"Oh yes I would Granger. Because if it hurt the blood traitors, I'd have you just to have a maid around the house." Smiling he looked back at Snape. "Now how do you open Salazaar's secret home?" Snape whispered the password into Draco's ears.
"And don't say that loud enough to where anyone else can hear you. No one will be able to hear anything that happens in there." Draco smiled again, a wicked little grin while he grabbed both Ginny and Hermione by the hair, dragging them to the room. "And Draco, make sure they're well marked on the robes when you all come out. If you need help devising a new family crest, I'm sure that either myself or the Dark Lord can help you find one."
"I doubt I'll need help Headmaster, I already have a new sigil for the house we're creating."