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Face of Evil	By : dweek Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Voldemort/Ginny Views: 15163 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N- I figured I would send out a special thanks to Kain for reviewing my work regularly! I enjoy reading your reviews and it just pushes me on to keep writing this story. Please keep them coming! After your last review I think you might enjoy this chapter greatly! *wink*
Warnings: Angst, Exhib, M/F, Tort,

Ginny-
“Do you know why you burned for him so?” A deep rich voice asked softly inside my head as I drifted off to sleep. My head was filled with blackness but I knew exactly who was asking.
“It felt like a spell.” I told him now that my head felt more clear.
“It was a potion you realize now?” Tom asked as a bed table appears below me. I look around the room slowly and realize we are in the dining hall I always take meals with Tom in. He is sitting at his usual place, only he has his own teenage body. He always has his own body in my dreams.
“You really should think of different names to call us. We are different people now.” The Tom at the head of the table said. “He would prefer to be thought of as Voldemort.” he points out and then sighs. “How about he is Tom and I am Riddle?” He offers as he reacts to my thoughts instead of my actual words.
I sit up and realize that I am wearing a soft black velvet gown. “Why am I on the table?” I ask slowly brush my fingers through the mass of red waves that had fallen into my face.
“You make a pretty centerpiece.” Riddle says with a smile. “Or maybe you are the main course.” He adds in second thought.
I sigh and roll my eyes before I lay back down on the dark glossy wood of the table. “Go away. I’ve embarrassed myself enough for one day.”
“Can you really embarrass yourself in your own head?” He asks dryly.
“What do you want?” I snap at him and close my eyes as I will the dream to go away.
“To help you figure out your next move.” I says as if the answer is obvious.
“Why would he drug me if he wasn’t going to take advantage?” I ask and look over as Riddle sips from a gobet before answering.
“Well there are two answers to that I can think of right off. The first being he isn’t the one who drugged you, the second being as he is playing a different sort of game.”
“He was so mad when he left.” I point out and roll onto my back so I can look up at the ceiling and I don’t have to watch Riddle eat imaginary food.
“Which makes me think he was the Malfoy boy.” Riddle answers simply.
“I thought the tea was just… exotic.” I tell him with a frown.
“You should stop being so trusting.” Riddle snaps. “You belong to the Dark Lord now and you were careless with his things.” I tells me as he suddenly lets his anger show.
I look over at him and see his eyes flash red as he looks me over. “I don’t really care about his things all that much.” I point out. He sighs and gets to his feet.
“What am I going to do with you lioness? I am trying to help you survive in this new world you live in. You need to learn to think more like a Slytherin.” He says as he leans against the table near my head. “So why do you think the boy drugged you, and can you use it to your advantage?”
I take in a deep breath and close my eyes. “How does Malfoy benefit from me sleeping with Tom?” I ask and frown. “He seemed so mad, I don’t think he was very pleased with the fact I was drugged.”
“So let us say it was not under Tom’s orders.” Riddle adds and I feel his fingers start to play with my hair as we think. “The only other person that is remotely connected to Tom’s sexual life is the Greengrass whore.”
“Don’t call her that!” I snap and glare up at Riddle. He smirks seeming amused that he upset me.
“Fine, Miss Greengrass is the only other that is connected to Tom’s sexual life. Do Malfoy and her have a connection?”
“He seemed upset when he found her all bruised up that first day.” I comment remembering the tension between the two.
“Do you think the boy is stupid enough to risk his position for the wh... Miss Greengrass?” He asks.
I frown and shake my head. “Malfoy doesn’t care about anyone but himself. Maybe he needs her for some other plan of his?” I ask and look to Riddle for confirmation. “He doesn’t want her all bruised up all the time.”
“That is possible. So what will do us the most benefit with such information? Do we get rid of him or her?” Riddle asks as if other people meant little to nothing.
“Neither of them are that bad to be around.” I point out. “Do you think I could talk Tom into going easy on Malfoy so I don’t get some worse music teacher?” I ask with a frown. “I mean he did have access to useful information.” I point out.
“Well that depends on two things. What you would be willing to give for his reprieve, and what are you really getting out of it?” He asks as his eyes twinkle with evil mischief.

“Do you think he would take a single public display of submission?” I ask not wishing to jump into bed with Tom now that I was no longer under the drug.
“I think that could tempt him. Now what would you get for it?” Riddle pushed.
“Well I would have that to hold over Malfoy in the future.” I point out. “I mean I could ask Tom in such a way that it would give me power over Malfoy, couldn’t I?”
“You could.” Riddle says as he smiles proudly at me. “So I guess it is time to wake up and save the day?” he offers and leans down to kiss me.
The kiss is filled with fire and passion and I when I open my eyes in my real room I can’t help but still feel his lips on mine. He can’t seem to help leaving me a bit unnerved by each dream I have about him.
I push the feeling away for now and I slip off the bed. If the anger he had when he left the room means anything Malfoy may already be dead. I take a deep breath and push the door open. I need to find someone who can tell me where Tom is. I see the guard dressed in black standing in front of his office so I head in that direction.
“Is the Dark Lord in there?” I ask trying to act prave in my underwear, I really needed to get him to give me back my clothes.
“He is busy with his other slut.” The guard answers as he took an eyeful of my chest and stomach.
“I want to speak to him now.” I tell the guard firmly.
“I am not going to be the one to interrupt his fun little girl.” The guard sneered.
“I’ll do it, just step aside and I will not tell him you called me a slut.” I say nervous about what I am going to find in the room. The guard scoffed as if that information wouldn’t matter.
“Do you really think our Lord will take kindly to someone disrespecting his things the way you are now. Step aside.” I order more firmly.
“Fine.” he says and I can tell he is starting to have doubts. “I am sure he will have fun with you both.” He snapped and moved out of my way. I take another deep breath and open the door with one swing.
I scan the room quickly and see Malfoy kneeling on the floor in front of Tom’s desk. He is watching as Tom slams Daphne’s head into the hard surface he has her bent over. I try not to blush or react as I see how they are connected, how he is inside of her.
The moment Tom looks up at me his movements stop. I kneel down at the door as quickly as I can and lower my head.
“I wish to speak to you my Lord.” I tell him and my voice only shakes a little. I realize that the drug is still in my system and I feel attracted to Tom even though he is beating and raping the closest thing I have to a friend now.
“You shouldn’t be here my lioness, I am dealing with some issues.” He says firmly and I nod so he knows I hear him.
“It is those issues I wish to speak to you about.” I say more firmly than I spoke the first time.
“Is that so?” He asks sounding almost amused.
“Could we speak in private?” I ask not wishing to see him in his current position.
“You may not like what you do if we were in private.” He points out and I frown.
“I have control over myself now my Lord. I realize now that Malfoy drugged me.” I tell him and take another long slow breath.
“It seems my lioness has given you a short reprieve Draco.” Tom says with amusement now clear in his voice. “Take my mistress to the hospital wing and have her healed. I may wish to use her later.” he orders cruelly.
Malfoy doesn’t need to be told twice, he gets to his feet and takes Daphne in his arms, before leaving as quickly as he can. Once I hear the door close I look up at Tom again, he is fixing his pants and sitting back behind his desk.
“What would you like to talk about my lioness?” he asks playfully.

Luna-
The moment I step through the fire into my office I slump down on the ground. So many thoughts and so much fear running through my head I find it hard to do anything but kneel on the floor and shake.
I don’t know how long I sat like that before I heard the knocking on the back door. I realize then that Blaise never came in to check on me and that worries me even further. I slowly get to my feet, forcing myself to move to the back door to see who was now pounding on the wood.
“Ron!” I say as the red headed boy pushes into the office past me. “What are you doing here? What if Blaise was still here?” I ask as I close the door, I realize only now that it is dark out already.
“He left this afternoon.” Ran answers and frowns at me. “Have you been crying?” he asked taking a step closer. I step back and shake my head, I can’t have been see what a wreck I was over the stupid encounter.
“He left this afternoon?” I ask ignoring his second question. I wipe the tears off my face and head to Blaise’s desk. Keeping my mind busy is helping to keep me from thinking too much. I find a note on from Blaise.
Miss Lovegood,
I had to leave early today to meet husband number eight. It seems he is 21 so I am sure I will love him. I don’t think I will be able to make back today.
~Blaise
“Oh.” Is all I can think to say as I set the note down. “He is meeting his next step father I guess.” I explain and look up to Ron who is still frowning at me.
“Luna what is wrong? How did you not know he was gone?” He asks with concern in his voice.
“I had an interview earlier and when I got back I… I… got very busy writing it up is all.” I lie and look away from him. I can see the color of worry all around him.
“Who were you interviewing?” he asks as he probably thinks they were the one to upset me.
“Daphne Greengrass, she is the Dark Lord’s personal Mistress.” I explain as I am not sure how up Ron can be on gossip as he is on the run all the time.
“Daphne is having sex with You-Know-Who?” He asks as he makes a face of disgust. Suddenly his features grow even more dark. “Where was this interview Luna?” he asks looking directly into my eyes. I can see anger rising from him and I take a step back.
“At Hogwarts, they have her under pretty close guard as I don’t think they want anyone useing her against him.” I say softly.
“So you were in the castle with a bunch of Death Eaters and loyalists and you still don't think this job is too dangerous?” He asks stepping towards me.
The question only makes me think of who was touching me just a few hours ago. It only makes me think of what that person almost did to me, what he threatened to do to me. Think of the fact it wasn’t even anything I had done to provoke him. He was going to break me for another person’s crime.
I whimper as my knees go weak. I can feel his cold hands on me and his breath against my skin. I curse my own imagination as I can feel those hands doing things to me that they only threatened to do.
“Luna, what happened?” I can hear Ron’s voice and I realize he must have caught me when I was about to fall. “Luna please just tell me what happened.” he sounds so very worried and afraid.
It takes me a few moments to find my voice. “I met him today Ron.” I say very softly so maybe he won’t really understand. “I met him, and he was angry, and he…” I shake my head as I can’t say the rest out loud.
“You met who?” Ron asks in a worried voice. Before I can answer he pulls me into his chest. “You met Voldemort.” he says as he realizes only one person gets this reaction from people. I flinch at the sound of his name.
“You… said… his name.” I tell him and look up into his eyes, all I can see is anger.
“Fear of a name is stupid. Harry always tried to tell me that.” Ron says and pulls me up off the ground. “He hurt you.” he says and it is not a question.
“He just scared me.” I admit and look down to the ground. “He was… going to hurt me.” I say not really wanting to explain my whole ordeal.
“This is exactly why I didn’t want you doing this job from the start Luna. This game you are playing is dangerous.” he says stiffly as he tries to catch my eyes but I refuse to look at him. “Tell me what happened Luna.” he commands with a frown.
I sigh and I know he is bull headed enough not to drop it. “It isn’t that big of a deal, I just let it get to me.” I tell him softly. “You know that Draco has been pursuing me. Well Draco got into trouble today while I was at the castle and the Dark Lord thought it would be a good punishment if he…” I frown as I try to think of the right word. “defiled me before Draco could have me.” I say and I can feel Ron’s arms stiffen at my short explanation.
He seemed to be at a loss for words for a long moment as his face slowly turned the color of a tomato. His arms pulled me more tightly against him as if he wanted to protect me from whatever is building up in his head.
“Ron, he never really touched me. They were just words and he soon figured out that it wouldn’t hurt Draco all that much so he let me go.” I say trying to reassure the redhead.
“What does, ‘never really touched’ mean exactly?” he finally asked, though his face was still red and his grasp had not lightened.
“He touched my neck, and my stomach through my clothes. Nothing that a good shower won’t fix.” I tell him and he lightens his hold just a bit.
“We are packing your things tonight, I won’t have him changing his mind.” he says as if it is his choice.
“No Ron.” I growl and pull out of his hold completely. “It was a close call I admit, but I am not leaving. Nothing has changed.” I say, and I can see the worry and aggravation coming off of him in waves.
“Let me protect you Luna!” he yells waving his hands about. “We can get you out of the country! They are working to close down borders as we speak, let me get you to safety before it is too late. Please?”
“I just need a long, very hot shower and I will be fine.” I tell him with a frown. “I can do this.”
“Why are all women absolutely bonkers!?” he asks the air. “Luna, I want to protect you. Why can’t you let me do that one thing?”
“Ron, I don’t need your protection and I refuse to be your replacement little sister!” I snap back unsure where my anger is coming from.
“You’re not my little sister.” he grumbles under his breath.
“Exactly, and I refuse to stand in for her while she is trapped in that castle.” I push his shoulders back. “Why is it that you are the only man around here that seems determined to treat me like some kind of child?” I ask and push him again.
“I don’t see you like that Luna.” he said looking down at me with frustration and worry. “I just, you are a very confusing girl.” he snaps back.
“Not a girl.” I counter.
“Fine! You are a very confusing woman.” he corrects and just stares down at me for a moment. “But I don’t see you like a sister okay. Just lets keep it at that.” he said and firmly nodded.
“Fine.” I say with a firm nod. My anger has helped me move past my fear, at least for the moment.
“Fine.” he replies and crosses his arms over his chest.
“I am going to go take a hot shower.” I state and turn my back on him to head up to my flat.

Daphne-
“Our Lord said you could heal her completely.” Draco’s voice drinked into the blackness. How many times did he slam my head into that desk?
“Daphne?” I hear Draco closer now but am in too much pain to open my eyes. “I’m sorry, I didn’t think he would take this out on you.” He says almost tenderly. Why is Draco being so sweet, it is making me uncomfortable.
“You didn’t think at all…” I force out, but refuse to open my eyes.
“I had a plan, I didn’t think he reaction would be as strong as it was.” he told me and I can feel his hand on mine. “It was a stupid miscalculation.” he said with a sigh. I hear someone in the background chanting healing charms as my body starts to feel a bit better.
“You know you won’t be a free man at the end of all of this. He thinks you are in love with me.” I say as the pain recedes enough to actually think.
“We can talk about this when you are feeling a bit better.” he says and I know he is weary of the healer.
I lay back and let the healer do his work without another word. Draco holds my hand the whole time, and though I do find comfort in the contact the meaning of it unsettles me. Once the healer is away he clears his throat.
“I think I might need to leave.” he says seriously. “You are right, he is taking this a lot worse that I would have guessed.” He frowns and opens his mouth to say something that I don’t think I will like so I cut him off.
“Leaving isn’t an option for either of us. You just need a plan to get back on his good side by tonight.” I tell him with a smirk. “Have anything up your sleeve?”
“I have a few things, but nothing really that firm. I would hate to give him something and it turn out to be worthless.” he says with a frown.
“What about the Lovegood girl?” I press.
“What about her?” he asks and his sneer reforms on his face.
“You said she may be an oracle, and you have her vision. Give that to him, you know how much he loves prophecies.”
“That is a last resort. I still haven’t confirmed anything about the vision yet.” He says and it is my turn to sneer.
“Well if it is true I would say you made the first sign come to pass. Who else could it be talking about but Ginny and the Dark Lord. Today she invited him into her bed.” I say with a laugh.
“Well then he only needs to father a child and I will feel more comfortable in telling him about the prophecy.”
“Don’t say that!” I snap suddenly as I realize what that would mean for me. “I am the only one he is fucking right now.”
“That you know of.” he points out. “He spends plenty of time in his personal dungeon, there are female prisoners down there.”
“Way to make me feel more gross.” I say with a sneer of my own.
He frowns and looks to his hand. “I’m sorry Daphne.” he says after a moment and it is making me uncomfortable again.
“What he said while he was fucking me, it isn’t true is it?” I ask Draco with a frown. “We are just partners, allies, right?” I ask him seriously.
“Of course it isn’t true.” he snaps and jerks away from me. “You are a very useful ally and I was hoping to maneuver things so you had more free time.”
“Then why were you…” I trail off as I hear Draco begging for the Dark Lord to stop. “Begging?”
“We are friends Daphne.” he said straightening up a bit. “You are a pureblood woman and should not be treated in such a way, commoner or no.”
“Good, because those kind of feelings only lead to trouble.” I say firmly.
“Don’t you think I know that? Love is a weakness, it is why the Order fell in the first place. Our kind have no such weaknesses.”
“Exactly.” I say nodding firmly.
We fall silent for a few moments when we hear a commotion by the door.
“Miss I don’t think you should be in here.” One of the healers says loud enough it is annoying.
“I am looking for Miss Greengrass and Mr Malfoy. I was told they are here.” a young woman’s voice I recognize answers.
Draco and I look at each other in wonder as we both realize who our visitor is: Ginny.

Ginny-
“What would you like to talk about my lioness?” he asks playfully.
“I want to talk about Malfoy’s punishment for drugging me.” I tell him not moving from my kneeling position at the door.
“You walked into the beginning of it my dear, what is it you would like to add?” he asks curiously.
“I want that to be the end of it.” I tell him and glance up to him to see his reaction. “I want him and Daphne to owe me for stopping it.” I explain honestly.
“Is that so? What would be in it for me?” he asks the question I was expecting.
“I will freely give you a single public display of submission. It is what you have wanted from me from the start, right?” I ask hoping I won’t have to give up more.
“Humm… That is a tempting offer my lioness, it seems you are learning to play.” He says and he seems more satisfied with that than what I am offering. “What exactly are your terms?”
“Draco Malfoy is not punished any further for drugging me. He keeps whatever rank he has and feels no more repercussions for his actions. He will be considered under my protection. If I take away that protection you can do anything you like to him with no backlash from me. I also wish to put Daphne under my protection. She is my personal maid and it says nothing about my power here that your rape every few days.”
“Oh you think you have power here?” He asks with a chuckle.
“I think I do. I think you want me to. Think of this as me taking a step towards who you want me to be. I wait them both as my… retinue.” I say using his word from before.
“Why them?” he asks, his voice now very serious.
“With this deal I will have power over them that will keep them loyal to me.” I tell him the answer he would most understand.
“I want an entire, very public, evening of you being my loyal pet. Without the collar and as a Lady.” he says after a moment of thought.
I bite my lip as I think over his terms. “Only if I get my wardrobe back as well.” I counter.
“Agreed.” he says with a wave of his hand. “Have my guard take you to the hospital wing so you can tell them yourself.”
I nod and get to my feet slowly, figuring that was a dismissal. When I turn to the door he speaks again. “Ginevra, what you just witnessed me doing to Miss Greengrass, did it put you off?” he asks in a tone that makes it seem as if he is more curious than actually cares for the answer.
“Not at the moment, but I am sure once the drug is out of my system I will lose my lunch.” I tell him honestly.
“You should remember it will not be that way with us, you are more than she could ever hope to be.” He tells me as if it should made me feel better.
“She is still a living person.” I say and leave before I can add anything that will really get me in trouble.
I tell the guard to lead me up to the hospital wing on the Dark Lord’s orders and we walk through the school in silence.
Once I get to the wing that had once been Madam Pomfrey’s domain I am stopped by a healer I do not know.
“Miss I don’t think you should be in here.” He says in an loud and annoying voice.
“I am looking for Miss Greengrass and Mr Malfoy. I was told they are here.” I tell him holding my head up high even though I am still in my underwear. I wonder how soon I can get my clothes back now that he has agreed?
He hesitates for a moment and then nods me to one of the curtains.
“Bed three.” he says and walks off like he had more important things to do. I leave my guard at the door and head over to the place he had indicated. When I pull back the curtain they are both staring at me like I have two heads
Daphne is in the bed with one of the hospital gowns on. She looks much better than she had when I saw her last, but that isn’t really saying much. She still has bruises here and there, but the main of the marks are now gone, and she doesn’t seem to be bleeding from the head any longer.
Malfoy is sitting on a chair beside the bed. He looks fine except for a few scratches on his face from what I can only assume in a fall. I am sure he had other injuries but his clothes do a nice job of covering them up.
I give Draco a firm glare and cross my arms over my chest. “You drugged me so that I would have sex with T… with HIM.” I say catching the slip. “Give me your reason and it better be good.” I snap.
“I thought that if you were giving him what he wanted he wouldn’t hurt Daphne any more.” he says and looks to the floor meekly. “I didn’t want to see her hurt so much.” he says more softly.
“Why?” I press I didn’t want him playing some game with me.
“Because… don’t make me say is Weas.. Lioness. Please? Lets just say I care for her.” He says and his voice breaks a little.
“Did you know about this?” I suddenly look to Daphne so I can think about Malfoy’s words.
“No Ginny I swear. I didn’t know anything until I the Dark Lord told me to take care of you.” She said with a frown on her lips. “Are you okay?” She asks softly.
“Am I okay?” I ask blinking at her for a moment my anger dissipating at the question. “Daphne… what I walked in on… was.. horrible. Why did you not tell me it was so bad? I mean I knew…” She shakes her head and cuts me off.
“It isn’t usually that bad Ginny.” She said and frowns. “And I don’t think he will be that way with you.” She says and reaches out to touch my hand. “I mean if you ever…”
“I am not here to talk about that.” I cut her off and straighten up. “I am here to inform you both that I have made a deal with our Dark Lord for your protection.” I tell them stiffly.
“Daphne you will no longer be the Dark Lord’s Mistress, and your soul duties will be to me. Malfoy, you will not lose your position within the Dark Lord’s ranks and have been forgiven for your crime. This protection will only last as long as I will it to. So if you pull another move like that again you will not like the result. Do you understand?” I ask glaring at Malfoy.
“Why?” he asks with a frown on his lips, I can see he doesn’t like owing me such a big favor.
“Because you are a good music teacher.” I say giving him nothing but a strained smile.

Luna-
I let the hot water run over my skin and try to block out my day. I breath in the steam and just relax as I focus completely on the feel of the scalding water over my back. I scrub myself until my skin is red, but I can still feel the cold hand on my neck.
I am in the shower another hour before I decide that I am as clean as I am ever going to get. I turn off the water and wrap a towel around me. Without giving it any thought I walk out into my bedroom and over to the bed. I let myself collapse on top over the covers and I pull my knees to my chest.
“Luna?” I sit up suddenly I Blaise calls from only a few feet away. I look around and find that he is sitting at my vanity.
“What are you doing here?” I ask as I pull the towel more tightly around myself.
“Draco contacted me about what happened.” he says as he got to his feet and walked over to sit next to me on the bed.
“I’m fine. Go away.” I say and turn my back to him. The last thing a need is another overbearing man trying to tell me what to feel and do.
“You are obviously not fine or you would have noticed me before you laid down.” he says as he just sits there and makes no move to touch me.
“Nothing happened.” I tell because I don’t want to look weak in front of this man. With Ron it is slightly easier, I know he only wants to protect me, but with Blaise I am still very unsure of what he wants from me.
“So the Dark Lord did not molest you in front of Draco while threatening to rape and beat you?” Blaise asks with an air of detachment.
His words about summed up exactly what had happened so it wasn’t like I could disagree. I decide to go with silence instead.
“That is what I thought.” he says and gets to his feet. “You are staying at my place tonight.” he says firmly.
“I am staying right here.” I tell him not looking at him. He sighs and I can hear him move around the bed before he comes into my view. He crouches down in front of me and looks into my eyes.
“Is that what you really want?” he asks like he cares how things make me feel.
“I want you to go away and leave me to my thoughts.” I tell him and I realize there is real worry in the colors around him. ‘Why are you so worried?” I ask with a frown.
He sighs and shakes his head. “The Dark Lord is frightening to the most jaded of his Death Eaters. You are so full of innocence and… light. Why would I not worry about you being so near to him?” Before I can answer he continues. “I am going to go make some tea in the ghastly kitchen of yours.” He then stands and leaves me alone in the room to think about his words.
He had called me innocent and light, I am not even sure what that means exactly. I don’t feel innocent, I feel as if my innocence was taken away the day Harry came back to Hogwarts and the war ended. The way I was treated today was only another sign of the way the world was now, it was nothing to cry and grieve over.
I take in a deep breath and find my bathrobe to tie around myself. The kettle starts to whistle as I enter the kitchen and Blaise pours the hot water into the teapot to steep.
“What do you really want Blaise?” I ask him the question I feel like I am always asking everyone these days.
He looks up at me and frowns, he can see how tired I look. “The boy my mother is marrying is a child. He might be older than me by a few years, but mentally he is a child. The heir to a french wizarding fortune, but very stupid.” he tells me as if that was the answer to the question I asked.
“She ever married someone so young before?” I ask thinking this was something he wanted to vent about. I take a seat at my small kitchen table and watch him as he rummages through my kitchen.
“No she usually goes for one foot already in the grave types.” he says a she sits down across from me. “But it seems the new marriage laws had her a bit.. ruffled.” He adds with a smirk on his lips.
“So what did you do with your prospective father-in-law today?” I ask liking that the subject was staying off of me for now.
“Oh he thought I was younger than I am so he planned to take me to a fair.” he said rolling his eyes. “I think Mother may have lied about her age because it was quite a shock to find she had a son already graduated from Hogwarts.”
We continued to talk about his mother and her new fiance for a while. We drank a few cups a tea and by the time he brought up the Dark Lord again I was completely caught off guard.
“I told Draco about what happened when we had sex.” he tells me suddenly. “But we have agreed not to tell the Dark Lord at this time.”
“Why?” I ask wondering why he would tell Draco if he wasn’t going to tell the Dark Lord.
“A few reasons really. First we have not been able to confirm that you are a seer and you weren’t just messing with me that night.” he says and winks at me. “Second if it is true we feel it only increases your value as a wife. We don’t know how the Dark Lord will react to the information, and we don’t want to suddenly find you are not an option available to us.”
“I am really not going to marry either of you.” I tell him firmly.
“So you say, but you realize I have three years to get you to change your mind.” he says as he gets an evil grin on his lips.

Daphne-
“Daphne you will no longer be the Dark Lord’s Mistress, and your sole duties will be to me. Malfoy, you will not lose your position within the Dark Lord’s ranks and have been forgiven for your crime. This protection will only last as long as I will it to. So if you pull another move like that again you will not like the result. Do you understand?” She says a she glares daggers at Malfoy.
“Why?” Draco asks and I can see he is fighting the ego blow for owing a Weasley for something so big.
“Because you are a good music teacher.” She answers with a forced smile.
I can’t help but frown at the girl, why would she do that for us? She would have had to give the Dark Lord something big for the kind of favor she was describing. What was it to Ginny is the Dark Lord put both Draco in me into our own personal hells?
“Ginny why?” I ask a little more meekly because I know she likes me more than Draco. “What did you have to give?” I add the question so she looks I am more interested in her well being.
“Because I am not going to sit back and let him do that to you.” She says firmly as she looks into my eyes. She then looked to the floor before adding. “And it is safer for me here if the both of you owe me this.” She says and then looks up to Draco. “Now get out and see what you are supposed to be doing right now while I talk to my… maid.” She says and glares at Draco until he leaves the wing.
“You’ve decided to play the game then?” I ask as she looks back to me.
“Like you said, it is the only way I can help now.” She answers and sits down in the chair Draco just got up from.
“What did you have to give him?” I ask again, I need to seem like a concerned friend now more than ever.
“I am going to willingly play the part of his woman for a night, and publicly submit to him.” She says and lets her shoulders slump. “I don’t think my side is going to be very happy about it.”
“You’re side is almost dead, they won’t have too long to grieve on the loss of your pride.” I tell her and take her hand.
“That is what I keep telling myself, my pride can take this hit for now.” She says and sighs before she smiles some. “But at least I am getting my clothes back.” She adds after a moment.
“Thank you Ginny.” I tell her softly as I let the idea of never having to touch the Dark Lord settles in on me. I can’t help but be honestly thankful to the girl.
“I think you may be stuck as my companion for a while.” She said with a frown. “I tried to make it seem like I was starting to accept the position he wants for me here, and told him I wanted you as part of my entourage.” She told me softly.
I frown as I take in that new information. This was a smart move on her part in the game, he would be more willing to give her what she wanted for less in exchange if he thought she was accepting her position. I didn’t want to be someone’s companion for the rest of my life though and I don’t know how long I was going to need her protection.
“Can I have a title change at least? I think I like the idea of Personal Assistant to the Empress more than Companion.” I say in a playful tone so she doesn’t read too much into the request.
“I think we can do that.” She says with a smile. “Not that I will be accepting that title any time soon.” She tells me in a more serious tone. “It is one thing to give a bit to get you guys out of trouble, it would be something completely different to…” She swallows and flushes which makes me wonder what she is thinking about.
“Is the potion still affecting you?” I ask suddenly.
“Yes…” She says in a tone just above a whisper. “If I hadn’t seen what he was doing to you, I may have forgotten my goal and tried to make another play for him to join me in bed.” She admitted meekly. “It is like my head doesn’t want to think about all the bad things he is.”
“So that leaves behind the good things?” I say with doubt in my voice. “I didn’t think you would see any good things.” I push trying to get more information.
“He looks like Harry.” She defended then looked to the ground.
“So it is just a physical attraction?” I press lightly.
“I don’t think that is any of your concern.” She tells me a bit stiffly. “Anyway I am sure it is all that stupid potion Malfoy gave me.” She adds and sounds as if she is trying to convince herself.
“I am sure, do you want me to ask him what he gave you exactly?” I ask trying to be the supportive friend again.
She shook her head. “It doesn’t really matter.” She says and takes a deep breath and stands up. “Come down when you feel better.” She adds with a nod and heads to meet up with her guard again.
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