Chapter 7: The moment that will definitely go down in history.
There was dead silence. I couldn't breath. I turned and ran. I took random hallways and flew down random staircases. I reached a door that exited from a room that was a blur. I opened the door and there standing on the other side was him. Voldemort. Fuck I turned to run the other way, but I ran face first into the chest of none other than Lucius Malfoy. He grabbed me and turned me toward Voldemort.
"Look who finally got home?" I could hear him breathe, his breath smelled like the rankiest thing immaginable, but on fire. He began to laugh and held me even tighter. I couldn't feel where his nails dug into my skin resulting in a trail of blood dripping down my arm. The more I struggled and fought the stronger he became.
"The time has come Lucius, hand the girl over to me." I looked up to where the slithery voice came from. Lucius pushed me towards him. He grabbed me harshly and dragged me with him. He took me outside and we walked for what seemed like forever. "Listen to me. I understand that you were once with them." His voice darkened, I knew he was referencing Harry and Ron and everyone. I took a deep breath to steady myself. "However, my generosity happens to be extended towards Draco at the moment, and thus you. His wife to be."
"I'm not old enough to marry." All he did was laugh at my little comment.
"Do you think rules matter to me?" I was silent. "I thought so." He grabbed my arm and then we were gone. When my feet hit solid land again I fell. It took everything in me not to vomit at Voldemort's feet. But, boy did I want to. I looked up and looming over us was none other than Malfoy Manor. Everything was dark and black. Not to mention, night had fallen at some point without me realizing it exactly. I was pulled of the ground and escorted by two big men, covered in Death Eater attire. I was brought through the house and ended up in a large and rather empty room. In the corner my family was tied up, Mom and Dad and Aria, but not Blaise. The two men in black robes and masks let me go, and without a word they disappeared, closing the door behind them and locked it. I could feel the wards they put up after. They were strong Wizards and this concerned me, if we couldn't escape I was going to have to get married tonight. Fuck. Once I was sure they were gone I ran to the corner and un-tied them. Mom threw her arms around me while Dad had picked up Aria and was comforting her.
"Why didn't you guys use Magic to get out?" I asked them.
"Because this room has a intricate spell over it and any magic we try to use while in here will end in us being hexed, and severely at that. I nodded, but the tears had already began to fall. I walked up to the nearest wall and slid to the floor.
"Where is Blaise?" I asked, but I was only created by total silence. I looked up and Dad locked eyes with me for a solid minute before shifting his gaze.
"We have no idea. He was separated from us and went with Draco wherever he went. But not that long ago we heard screams. Two sets." as if reading Dad's mind I knew what had happened. They both had the dark mark branded on them forceable, which only means it was more painful. I couldn't think about that, I needed to find a way for us to get out of the room and find Blaise. But then Dad spoke again, "I hope you can understand why so long ago we agreed to the deal. Lucius was the one to insist on us using the unbreakable vow. Your mother was supposed to be infertile at that time. We only wanted the security of having the Malfoys on our side. We needed safety. But when you were born we hid you. We had contacted the Ministry and agreed to have you go into hiding. We were kind of forced into having you come back at some point. Especially since Vold- The dark Lord has infiltrated much of the ministry." I nodded my head, but I couldn't bring myself to speak. I didn't want to lose it today, but I could tell that it was basically useless. I was gonna break, and it's gonna happen tonight.
There was a knock at the door and then it opened, Narcissa Malfoy entered. She just stood there, didn't speak grabbed my hand and took me with her. When I looked back my family was being tied up again. That's when I lost it and just began crying and not caring about where I was. She pulled me into a room and slapped me.
"Get yourself together. You are damn lucky the Dark Lord has not decided to kill your entire family. Marrying my son will not be the worst thing imaginable, you could be married to his father." I had regained my strength when she slapped me, but I knew I was still fragile. She regained her composure and continued with what sounded like a pre planned speech. "What is going to happen is simple, first I will get you ready in what you are going to wear tonight, makeup and hair included. Then you and I will proceed downstairs into a room where you will be branded with the Dark Mark." As if to show what I was going to receive, she showed here's to me. "Then you will continue to the main room and be married, you will also have to complete an unbreakable vow to my son. Following that there will be a reception. At which point you will stay until the Dark Lord says you may leave." She paused. "Then at the start of the new school year, you will be re-sorted seeing as how the glamour you had on you for so long may have tampered with the hats results. You will however, have your own quarters with Draco and stay there. You will be expected to produce an heir within one year." With that she turned and walked into a huge closet. I took a deep breath. I needed to make a plan.
Narcissa walked out of the closet and grabbed my hand she used a quick cleaning spell and then she stripped me down. She told me not to move unless she specifically told me to do something. I could do that, although every time her hands left my body I wanted to run, I knew I wouldn't make it anywhere. When she was done getting me all dressed and finished with my hair, makeup and things like that I could look in a mirror. When I looked in the mirror I saw something that looked nothing like the way I felt. I felt dead but I looked beautiful. The dress was floor length with a slit up to the middle of my thigh. It was a deep green mixed with black. She had put this silver necklace that looked like it was worth more than the house, with matching earrings. She didn't put me in heels, rather she put these gems on my feet. My nails were painted a deep green that matched the dress with a silver tip. My hair was curled and braided and looked like its gonna be hell to undo tonight.
"This will have to do. If we had more time I would have had you lose 15 or 20 pounds. Would have made you look that much better, but we have to work with what we are given. Lets go." Could she have been any nicer? Probably not to be honest. I glanced at my reflection one more time. I wasn't that fat… was I? But a split second I was being pulled out of the room and towards the stairs. Narcissa pulled me towards her and whispered harshly "Mess this up and it will be the end of you, your family, and Blaise." She was using Blaise against me. I was brought into a room that had little to no light. I was then seated in a chair and my arm was yanked out and held perfectly still. Voldemort walked up to me and smiled.
"You look wonderful, are you ready?" I didn't do anything at first, but then Narcissa pinched my neck. I nodded. "Good." He put two fingers arm and all of a sudden there was an immense burning sensations. I started to scream, but I couldn't move. Then it was over.
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