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Chapter 6

The sound of music fulfills the Ball Room, people chatting around with a glass of champagne in their hands. The sound of people laughing and snickering sounds vaguely. The couples danced in the dance floor following the rhythm of music. The house elves walking around to make sure the foods and drinks are available for the guests in attendance.

Draco was stunned how people can act like nothing happened. Either they forget the fact that the darkest wizard controlling their world or they don't care about what is going on out there. He didn't know how long he stood there and get congratulations from the guests. To be honest it was just a few minutes ago he returned to the Ball Room after replacing his robes, but it seemed like it had been for hours. He was exhausted. After the ceremony, Bellatrix insisted that he and his new wife did a short interview for the Daily Prophet and take some pictures exclusively. But he knew his aunt did it to make Potter feel betrayed. Of course he would feel betrayed; his eternal enemy marry one of his girls. If there is no war, he would enjoy the pain felt by Potter.

He briefly glanced at his new wife. Luna didn't talk much, she only spoke a few words to the guests and not intend to make conversation, not even him. He was actually felt slightly guilt to her. During the ceremony, he doesn't miss her pleading look to stop the wedding, but nothing he could do, he was powerless.

Draco had been nervous for days before the ceremony. He had told himself that the idea of marrying Luna Lovegood is not that bad. Luna is gorgeous, breathtaking even. He tells himself over and over again for a full day and it worked. But later on the day when he saw racks of wedding dresses, his confidence collapses and he felt worse than ever. And when he saw many people start decorating with white and gold ornaments made him want to faint, he didn't believe they were preparing for his wedding. Even right on his wedding day he felt nauseous all morning. And his father had to give him a potion that he is much more relaxed.

"You want to dance, Draco?" Luna's voice brought him back to the present.

He looked down at her. He couldn't read her expression, her blue eyes still shining but no longer showing any emotion, she's emotionless, which was nice, a Malfoy shouldn't show any emotion in public. She had become Malfoy just a few hours ago, but she has done a good job. "Of course," he said simply as he led her to the dance floor.

The guests, who saw the groom and the bride, took the initiative to step aside and give them room. Some of them whispering about how beautiful they look together, even some of them thought that the young Malfoy's will create a new era for the Malfoy family.

While dancing, Draco couldn't take his eyes off of his wife. She always looks so innocent almost like a child, but now the innocent girl was gone and replaced by a sexy and hot girl. She wore a white strapless lace dress that wrapped her curves perfectly. She applied red lipstick that made her looks mature. She wears her pretty golden hairs into a messy up do, strands of hair falling on the side of her face and framing her beautiful face. He almost didn't recognize her. Some part of him was relieved that his aunt brought Luna not Granger or the Weasley girl. He couldn't imagine himself married one of them, he shuddered at the thought. Indeed, they are beautiful, but he can't stand them.

He pulled her gently closer to him. "I like your dress," he finds himself whispered hoarsely, but she didn't answer him, she just squeezed his shoulder lightly. Draco took it as a positive response from her.

...

Growling lightly, Draco fumbled sheets next to him, where his wife slept last night. His eyes were open when he didn't find anything; the sheets were cold, indicating that Luna had woken up long enough. He glanced at the clock on the wall, it shows at 10 am.

Suddenly he heard the bathroom door open and there she is! She stopped at the sight of him had been awakened, her cheeks began to blush, she looked down refusing to make eye contact. She was wearing a bath robe and her hair wrapped in a white towel.

"Morning," he heard her muttering under her breath and walked to the walk-in-closet, she didn't even bother waiting for a reply from him.

He just shrugged it off. He understood why she acted like that. That is because they have had sex last night. Not because they wanted to, but they have been manipulated by Bellatrix. He cursed his aunt under his breath.

After the party is over, Bellatrix came with a bottle of champagne. She said to celebrate their marriage personally. He didn't think that the champagne has been mixed with a potion. Merlin only knows what kind of potion she put in the bottle. But after taking a sip he began to feel strange, he felt his robe too tight, too hot, too sticky, it made him feel uncomfortable. He also witnessed that Luna felt the same way; she kept fanning her face with her hand, and squirm slightly. In just a few minutes, he found himself hardened and ended up making out with Luna.

Indeed, the sex was amazing. But he hated how Aunt Bella tries to manipulate him. He was furious. He would hex his aunt to the moon and back to make him do things against his will. He had a horrible thought that Aunt Bella wants Luna to get pregnant. Whether it's her plan or of the Dark Lord's plan, he had no idea. But he will make sure that Luna wasn't pregnant and bear their child in the middle of the war, it was too risky, and the Dark Lord might make their children as his followers. He didn't want his child to face the same fate as him, surrounded by darkness.

He sighed and got out of bed. He would talk to his father about the champagne. This is not how he was getting along with his new wife. Aunt Bella just makes them even more awkward than it should be.

...

Draco sighed softly. He was exhausted. The party just finished and now past midnight. His wife had been in their room first, while he had a conversation with some of the guests.

Opening the door slowly, his eyes immediately landed on Luna who was sitting on the couch nervously, she was still wearing her dress. She leaned back her back and sighed, her eyes focused on a single point, but after listening to the sound of the door, she turned around and they made eye contact a few seconds before Draco broke eye contact and close the door slowly.

"How was the party?" She finally asked. Her hands were in her lap. Her wedding ring shines under the lights. He liked the ring, he chose it himself. It's pure gold with two bands, one of them with side diamonds and the other with a round diamond in the middle.

"It's over," he answered simply, she just nodded. He realized that she looks more and more uneasy. "Look, I'm not going to force myself to you. I understand if you don't want to do it now, I know you need time. We can go slowly," he said gently to her. His father had warned him to be gentle on Luna.

"Thank you," she said, he saw that she was more relaxed.

Draco moved and sat beside her. The floral scent hit his nose, he inhaled, fulfill his lungs with her floral scent, and he murmured gently but firmly, "But I want you to know that you will not be able to escape from this marriage, you're stuck with me forever. So from now on I hope you have to get used to me whether you like it or not."

"I know, I'm working on it," she said flatly. That surprised him. Where the dreamy girl he used to know all this time?

"Good." Before he could continue the conversation further, he heard a soft knock on the door. Who the heck is that? He thought annoyed.

He stood lazily and yanked the door knob roughly. His aunt was standing there with a grin on her face. Draco scowled.

"What?" He asked, pouting.

"Oh, don't frown like that Draco, this is your wedding night," she said a little sarcastically.

"That's because you're ruining the moment," he said dryly. "That's your hobby. You always ruin the moment,"

Bellatrix clicked her tongue, "I'm sorry if you felt like it. However, I come here not to ruin the moment." She handed him a bottle of champagne and two crystal glasses."I suggest you to celebrate your marriage personally," she giggled like a female teen.

Draco winced slightly, but he took champagne and glasses from her. "Thank you," he said dryly, then closed the door without waiting for a response from her. But he could hear her shouting 'enjoy' from outside. He shook his head in disbelief.

"What's that?" He heard Luna asked.

"Champagne. You want a glass?" He offered. But before she answered, he had poured in a glass. "It probably will soothe your nerves," he handed her the glass.

"I hope so," she muttered quietly, and then she sipped the beverage.

Within a minute, Draco felt strange, he felt his trousers feel tight, his body felt hot. He felt uncomfortable in his robes. He yanked his tie impatiently and throws it across the room. He growled a little when he felt he had been hardened. What in the name of Merlin is going on? Why he suddenly turn on?

He turned his head to his wife, she apparently felt the same way, and she kept fanning her face with her hand. His mouth was dry, his eyes staring at her hungrily, she looks very tempting. When was the last time he has sex? He couldn't remember, it may be years ago. He longed for the touch of a woman, especially a touch of his wife. He was sure his wife wasn't experienced by men, which made him more eager to feel her body against him. How lucky he is to be the first and the last for her.

Without registering what he was doing, he pulled her into his lap, she didn't rebel. He cupped her face and kissed her passionately. Her mouth tasted like champagne. His lips left hers, and down to her neck. "Luna," he moaned while grinding his body against hers.

...

Shoved his hands in pockets, Draco walked to his father's study. He should clarify what his aunt put into the bottle. Everything is a mess. Luna refused to make eye contact with him, she refused to talk to him, she always walk away each time he approached her, it was like he was a kind of virus or something. He didn't blame her though. It's natural she's acting like that. He should approach his wife, but what happened last night made them even more awkward than it should be.

"How's last night?" He jerked his head to the sound source. His aunt watched him and grinning stupidly. The look on her face showed satisfaction. "I bet it was the best night you've ever had, I guessed."

"What are you put in it?" He demanded impatiently. "You manipulate me!"

His aunt chuckled, "I don't manipulate you. I help you. Didn't you feel lucky to have aunt who cares about you so much?"

"Help? What a bullshit" he spat.

"Don't pretend that you don't like it, Draco. I hear your screams all night. You enjoy it, aren't you" She taunted.

Draco felt his cheeks became hot, either from anger or shame, he had no idea. "What did you put in it?" He snapped, ignoring her comment.

"Don't be too harsh on your aunty, Draco. I just put libido enhancer potion, I bought in Knockturn Alley," she said. "I just put a little bit," she whispered taunting.

Draco closed his eyes irritably. He knew it! "Stop disturbing me and my wife. I can handle my own marriage life," he said, trying to control his anger.

She laughed again."Really? You are even afraid to touch her. It was like she was something easy to crack. You are coward and weak, Draco. I bet you will not even fuck her without my help," she brawled. "She should be under your control and not vice versa."

Draco was furious. "Stop it!" He snapped.

"Don't embarrass the family again, Draco. I want you to be strong, stronger than me, your father, and your uncle. Our family lives to serve the Dark Lord. You're not supposed to be weak, you must make the people around you are under your control, make them scared of you, your wife is no exception. I would still stick my nose into your business if you keep showing your weakness," she said coldly, her dark eyes staring at him dangerously. "Remember, you must make people under your control." With that, she spun on her heel and left.

Draco was speechless. He hated to admit it, but his aunt's right, he was weak. He shouldn't be weak, he supposed be strong and have some control in his hand, like his father and his aunt. And he also had to show at Luna that she was under his control, and nothing should she do but obey him and satisfy him, whatever she liked it or not. He will show to his aunt that he wasn't as weak as she says. He was a Malfoy he'd damned if he becomes a disgrace to the Malfoy family.


A/N - I'm a bit uncomfortable with the conversation between Draco and Bellatrix, I felt something wasn't right. My apologies if you find their conversation is absurd.