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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- Just finished out mapping the rest of this story today, it looks like we have two more chapters before the end. I hope everyone is enjoying the ride!
Warning: Light Non-Con, M/F,

Ginny-
When I wake the next morning I open my eyes to see Daphne unpacking my clothes. I smile and lay back as I simply enjoy the idea of wearing something besides my underwear. I lay like that for a little while before I realize exactly what I say.
“Daphne!” I say sitting up with wide eyes, and scrabbling to get out of bed. “Should you be doing that?” I ask with a frown as I take a few hangers away from her.
She looks tired. I don’t see any bruises or marks from what he had done to her, but I am still not sure what she is up for yet.
She smiles and takes the hangers back. “I’m fine Lady Ginevra.” She says in a teasing tone. I make a face at the title and she laughs. “It is your title.” She points out.
“The Weasleys have not held a title for four generations.” I point out to her as I start to help unpack the boxes.
“That may be true, but I am sure the Dark Lord will be fixing that little oversight soon enough.” She said more seriously. “He couldn’t marry a woman who wasn’t a Lady, now could he?”
“That is something that is not going to happen.” I tell her firmly and narrow my eyes. “I understand the need to play this game of give and take, and I can see the benefit I could get for my family, but you should think twice of you think I will ever let it get that far.
She just looks at me and shakes her head like I don’t know what I am talking about. I frown and hand what I have in my hands. “I need to shower.” I tell her as I need to get away from the look she is giving me.
When I get out of the shower I find a outfit set on the bathroom counter for me. I smile again as I run my hand over the denim dress: clothes, real clothes. I get dressed and find that Daphne is almost done unpacking my wardrobe.
“So what are my plans for the day?” I ask as I walk out into my bedroom. She motions for me to sit at my desk and pulls out her wand to dry my hair.
“You actually don’t really have any plans this morning.” She tells me as she does my hair, it seems as if she wants to say something but is holding herself back
“What is it?” I ask in an annoyed tone.
Daphne flinches a bit and clears the throat. “Ginny, I do think you should try to start taking up more of the role you started yesterday.”
“I am not…” I start but she puts up her hand sand interrupts me.
“Just hear me out. I know you don’t like it here. Believe me that I understand your future role in this Empire is not going to be exactly pretty all the time. I am one of the few that truly understands what you would be… enduring.” She says and I can see she is struggling to keep her voice clear. “But just think of all the good you could do. Yesterday you saved two lives. Draco nor I were going to get out of that alive Ginny.”
She sets her wand aside and walks around me so she can look in my eyes. “I am not saying you need to get all lovey dovey with the Dark Lord. He won’t respect you for that. What I am saying is that you need to start working on your own goals, show him you are willing to be a political player within the Dark Empire instead of against it.”
“How do I do that?” I ask still unsure of what her game is exactly.
“Well the first thing we need to do is build your staff of a bit. Two is a nice start, but I think you need more just to show your importants.”
“Two?” I ask confused as the only one I know of that is even kind of working for me is her.
She gives me a wicked smile before she speaks. “Your Champion is guarding the door.”
“My… Champion?” I ask confused for a moment before my eye widen and I took to the door like I was going to be able to see Malfoy through it. “He made Malfoy my Champion after what happened?” I ask looking back at her.
“Draco said something about the Dark Lord feeling you wanted him for your retinue?” She asked with a knowing smile.
“Oh yeah…” I say dumbly and look back to her. “So is that a reward for Malfoy or for me?” I ask with a frown.
“I would say it is a test for you both.” She told me, still smiling. “Do you see what you started now?”
I frown and look down in thought. She takes this as a sign to continue to do my hair. She is seems to be having fun putting it into a complicated design with braids and curls. I just let her play as I think over her words. What would I need more staff for, I don’t DO anything?
“What kind of staff were you thinking exactly?” I ask finally breaking the silence.
“For now? I would say at least a few more maids and a messenger. I would obviously be Head Maid.” She says straightening her back.
“So you just want people that you can boss around?” I ask with a smile on my lips. She walks around me as she is done with my hair and smiles.
“Exactly.” She says with her own wide smile.
“If I ask for all these other staff I will never get a chance to be alone.” I tell her as that thought occurs to me. “I just got you two in a position that I can sort of trust you to be around.” I point out. “New people would be a hassle.”
“You’re never alone now Ginny.” She said and I stiffen, does she know about Riddle? “The only peace you get is when you sleep, and from what I have witnessed you don’t get much peace then either.” She says and I relax a bit.
“That is not a reason to to deal with more hassle.” I say shaking my head. “Plus, I am not sure what T… the Dark Lord will want for more privileges like that.”
“That might be a bit of a problem, yes.” She admits and frowns as if she is thinking. “Okay than today’s plan should be thinking of exactly what YOU want. We can make a big list and write out in stages of how we are going to go about getting it.” She says and smiles brightly at me.
“Why would you want to help me get what I want?” I ask as I think about the list I already made in my journal.
“Well our futures are connected now my Lady.” She says and bows her head. “If I can make this life easier for you, than my life also becomes easier. I am not giving up my own ambition just because the Dark Lord took a fancy to me for a while.”
“So you are going to help me so that you can gain your own power.” I simplify what she just said to make sure I got it right.
“Exactly. Now Ginny, what do you want?” She asks with a knowing smile.
I think about the list I had made in the journal and then I look back to her as I don’t know if I should show it to her. I shake my head and find some blank paper, and a quill.
“Well the first thing is some sort of safety for my family and friends.” I tell her and I start to write it down when she takes the quill from me.
“I’ll make the list.” She says and continues my notes.
I sigh and try to think of other things I had put on the list. “I would love to have a wand back.” I say and she starts to write. “Some freedom to walk around the castle?” I add and look up at her to see her reaction to that request.
“Okay lets start with those three then.” She says with a shrug. “Now who exactly do you mean by friends and family? We will need names if we are to make a plan.”
“Dad, Bill, Fleur, George, Charlie…” He look down and speak more softly. “...Ron, Luna, Neville, Dean…” She holds up her hand to tell me to stop.
“If you make this list too big you are going to drive yourself insane. You can’t protect every rebel of the Empire. I’m sorry.”
“Maybe we should just focus on my family.” I say understanding what she means. I wish I could protect all those who fought beside me, but the simple truth is I don’t have that power and I more than likely never will.
“That seems like a smart idea. Do you know where any of these people are? What we are protecting them from?” She asks and I nod before I relay the information Tom had given me about my family.
“Do you want me to be honest with you?” She asks doubting that is what I would want at all.
“Yes.” I tell her which makes her frown all the more.
“I am not sure what we will ever be able to do to help your dad or Ron. Azkaban is a one way ticket these days. Ron was so close to Harry that I am pretty sure if he gets caught our Lord has special plans for him.” She pauses as if she is waiting for me to blow up.
I sigh and shake my head. She is right, I just have to try and save as many of my family as I can, and hope Ron keeps his butt out of Tom’s grasp.
“As for the other things on your list, wand is a long term goal, but freedom to walk around the grounds I think you could get with just a bit of flirting at dinner.” She says as if that was something I was at all good at.
“I don’t know how to flirt.” I tell her and she shakes her head and laughs.
“Yes you do Ginny. There was a time before this war were if I remember correctly you had more than a few suitors.” She says with a smile. “It used to drive Pansy insane.” She adds and giggles with delight.
“Let me be more clear. I don’t know how to flirt with the Dark Lord.” I say as I try to keep panic out of my voice.
“Oh I don’t believe that either, you flirt with him all the time.” She says waving her hand.
“I DO NOT!” I yell and stand up in shock. She only giggles more at my reaction and shakes her head.
“Yes you do Ginny.” She says shaking her head as she gets her giggles under control. “You have this whole, defiant but sexy thing he really likes.” She says rubbing her chin. “Just ask him about it at dinner tonight and see where it goes. Just don’t blow up or disrespect him and I think you will be surprised.”
I huff and walk away from her. I still not liking the idea of flirting with Tom, or the fact that she thinks he find me sexy.

Luna-
“You know you don’t have to do this.” Blaise says from the doorway of my office. “Well at least not today. I could reschedule him for next week. Give yourself some time to cool off.” He says for the tenth time in the last hour.
I look up at him and frown. His worry his edges with a possessiveness I don’t quite understand. “It is just another interview, it isn’t even at the school.” I tell him as I dig through my papers to look through my notes. “It is at his brownstone in London, not really that far from here.” I will him as I find the address.
“He is a Death Eater and you should give yourself some time. That is all I am saying.” Blaise says as he takes a step into my office.
I shake my head and stand as I stuff the last of my things into my bag. When I come around the desk he frowns again.
“Is that what you are wearing?” He asks as his eyes traveled down my body.
I look down at myself in confusion. I am wearing one of the outfits his mother had chosen for me and even marked as a good one to see Death Eaters in. It is an emerald green suit with a sheath shirt and and fitted jacket, with a pale green silk shirt to go under it.
“What is wrong with what I am wearing?” I ask as I look back up to him.
“The shirt is too short and the blouse is too low.” he says and I look at him like he has two heads.
“Are you feeling okay?” I ask worried because he is not talking like the Blaise I have come to know. I can see his anger now and I have no idea why he is acting in such a strange way.
“Fine, just don’t say I didn’t warn you.” he says with a huff and holds out a small blue envelope. “Read this at some point after you have seen him.” he says and brings himself up to his full height so he can glare down at me. “Then you will understand.”
I take the envelope and he walks off in a huff. Since the interview is not far from Diagon Alley I decide to enjoy the day and walk there. As I walk to the Leaky Cauldron I notice that the street is actually busy once again. People are starting to get on with their lives in this new world of ours. It is sad in a way because it is a sign things will never be the same, but at least some will be able to find happiness here.
Once I get out to muggle London I find the streets are much the same as they have always been. I know from things I have published that the Dark Lord has designs on the muggle world as well, but he wishes to gain more power in the wizarding world first.
When I get to the house I knock on the door lightly and wait. When a young looking House Elf in a dirty old sack answers the door I smile at her. “I am here to interview Master Rookwood.” I tell her softly as she looks as if she is about to jump out of her own skin.
“Master has been waiting for you he has.” The elf says and moves out of my way so I may enter. Once she closes the door she leads me down a hall to a dark sitting room. The room was in good condition. It was very masculine with its dark woods and large angular furniture. It didn’t scream wealth, but tented subtlety.
“Ah Miss Lovegood.” A man called from within the room. He chuckles shortly after he says my name. “Do come in.”
I make my way into the room and force a pleasant smile onto my face. The man before me is tall and thin with pockmarks on his face. His gray hair his pulled out of his face in a ponytail at the nap of his neck.
“Sit down. Would you like a drink?” he asks as he motions to a dark leather couch. I shake my head and take a seat. He waits for me before he sits in a chair across from the couch. “I know you…” he starts as he looks me over. “I never forget a face.” he says and rubs his chin.
“I think we met briefly at the Department of Mysteries.” I tell him simply as I take out my notes and get myself set up for the interview.
“You’re too young… Oh.” he says and a wide smile spreads across his face. “You were one of those following Mr Potter that night. Well it is nice to make your acquaintance under better circumstances.” he says in a mirthful tone.
I feel his eyes on me as I fix everything around me in the way I like. I look up to him and see his eyes taking me in with more scrutiny this time. I can not help but see the lust bloom around him which makes me more than a bit uncomfortable. The feeling reminds me of Blaise’s warnings and of the note he gave me.
“One moment and we can get started.” I tell him forcing myself not to blush as I take the note out to read it.
Take a good look at your future husband if you deny me.
I frown down at the note and flip it over to make sure there is nothing on the other side.
“Something wrong?” Rookwood asks sounding a bit bored by this point.
“No no, just a note from my assistant to remind me of a few things.” I say and force another smile on my face as I shove the card in my bag. “So we should begin. You have been an important man to our Dark Lord for some time now.”
“Yes I was instrumental during both wars. In the first as a spy, and as a warrior in the second.” He says obviously happy to be talking about himself.
“What is your background exactly?” I ask as I start to take notes. He spends the next hour telling me about all of his accomplishments leading up to his employment at the Ministry the first time. I took notes on the dutifully and let him just talk for as long as he liked on subjects that were of interest to him. When he finally seemed to be done I looked up at him and smiled.
“You have had a very interesting life.” I lie to stroke the man’s ego.
“Thank you Sweetness.” he said leaning back in his chair. “I think I need a drink to wet my throat after that story. You wouldn’t make me drink alone would you?” he asked but before I could answer he calls out. “Vixy!”
With a slight popping sound the house elf from before appeared at his side and lowered her head in respect. “Miss Lovegood and myself require refreshments. A brandy for myself and what would you like Miss Lovegood?” he asked smiling at me like a tiger smiles at their prey.
“Water would be fine.” I say as I notice the mention of drinks has intensified the lust around him.
“You can’t drink water.” he says shaking his head with a deep frown. “A brandy for Miss Lovegood as well.” he tells the elf who vanishes to retrieve our drinks.
“I am working sir, I really shouldn’t drink.” I say as politely as I can.
“You will not make me drink alone and that is the end of it Miss Lovegood.” he says firmly.
Vixy soon returns with a silver tray that had two snifters and a decanter with a ruby brown liquid inside. “Does Master need anything else from Vixy?” She squeaked softly as she set the tray down.
“No that will be all Vixy.” He says to dismiss the elf. He then leans forward and pours a drink for each of us before handing me one of them. Just to me sure I watch as he takes the first sip. “Go on, it is a very good vintage Miss Lovegood, I think you will enjoy it.” he says before he takes a second sip.
I take a small sip from the glass before I set it aside. It isn’t nearly as strong as that degreaser Blaise had me drinking. It is slightly sweet and leaves a pleasant burning in my throat. “Thank you.” I say a bit horsley then clear my throat. “Thank you it is very nice.” I say and turn back to my notes. “What were we talking about?” I ask to get us back to the interview.
“I would assume you were about to ask me about my love life.” he says as he gets comfortable in the chair once again.
“We can move to that.” I say as I flip through my notes. “My notes say you have never been married, why is that?” I ask and take another sip of brandy to show that I am enjoying it.
“Well before now I have been too busy either married to my work or in prison. A spy is hardly a suitable husband. Now that the war is over I have been looking for a wife. Because of my blood status I feel it is my duty to produce an heir.”
“How has that been going?” I ask as and notice his eyes are on my chest instead of my face as he speaks.
“I may have found something I like, we will have to wait and see.” he said finally looking into my eyes. I take a bigger sip of the brandy just to clear the look out of my mind.
“Oh? Can you tell me about her?” I ask like he is not undressing me with his eyes.
“Not just yet, it is all very new.” he says “You see I am very picky, so I like to try a woman out before I decide if I want to keep her. Now I think it is my turn.” he states and leans forward to refill both our glasses.
“Your turn?” I ask feeling I have had enough to drink I leave the snifter where it is on the table.
“Yes, I want to ask you a few questions.” he says with a light wave of his hand. “Do you have anyone special in your life?” he asks with an innocent smile.
“I wouldn’t say special.” I tell him feeling that I wasn’t really dating Draco or Blaise.
“But you are dating.” he says and it isn’t a question.
“There are a few boys pursuing me I guess you could say.” I tell him and frown that I actually admitted that.
“Ah yes, boys.” he says with a smirk on his lips. “Are you feeling okay Miss Lovegood?” He asks as he gets to his feet. At his words I realize I am feeling a bit hot and dizzy.
“You know, I do feel a bit off. I think I should go.” I tell him and start to back up my things.
“Nonsense, why don’t you go and lay down in my room for a while. The drink probably went to your head.” He says as he helps me to my feet.
I think he may be right, the drink must have been stronger than I thought. I let him help me to the hall where we are interrupted by Vixy.
“There is a Mr Zabini at the door Sir. He says he is here to pick up Miss Lovegood.” Vixy says and I frown. I won’t remember asking Blaise to pick me up, it must have slipped my mind.
Rookwood sighs and helps me back to my seat. “You sit pretty for me Sweetness, I’ll deal with Mr Zabini.” he said and brushes my cheek with his fingers, which sends a shiver down my spine.
If Blaise is here to pick me up I should back up my things. I start to put everything back in my bag as I listen to the voices in the hall.
“I’ll make sure Miss Lovegood gets home later.” Rookwood says in a way that makes me shift in my seat.
“No need to worry I will make sure she gets home now.” Blaise answers and I can hear him push past Rookwood into the room. “Luna, you done with the interview?” he asks and I nod.
“I was just going to lay down, I don’t feel right.” I tell him as Rookwood enters the room.
“Well you can lay down at home.” he says and he moves towards me.
“I was made certain promises Mr Zabini, you are in my way.” Rookwood says in an deadly tone.
“He said you could have a look at her, not that you could try her out.” Blaise answered and now I am very confused.
“I was just going to have a more full look.” Rookwood says and I can see the lie bloom around him darkly.
“He is lying.” I tell Blaise with a smile as I am completely confused and I don’t really seem to care. Blaise looks at me in an odd way and then looks back to Rookwood.
“It seems she thinks you wanted more that I look.” he says playing it off casually. “Anyway the deal is off if you don’t let us go now, we will just find someone else.” He says firmly and I think I enjoy when he is being all forceful.
Rookwood sighs and step aside so Blaise can lead me out. I wave goodbye to him and then look at Blaise with a smile. “He was not a very nice man.” I tell Blaise so he knows. “I think he may have slipped something into my drink.” He pout as Blaise walks be back to the Leaky Cauldron.
“Yes, and I may have showed up a bit too soon for you to see his full collection.” he says with a sigh.
“Collection of what?”
“Not exactly sure. Some say it is knives, other say whips. He is a sadist, and not the kind that likes to play with masochists, and have some innocent games.” he tells me and smirks. “I told you I didn’t think you should go there today.”
“This is you proving I should pick you or Draco.” I say as he sits me down at the Inn and orders two coffee and some light food.
“Well honestly it was also to get him a bit obsessed with you. Now you are a toy that got away.” he says and grins widely at me. “Though I have no idea what he drugged you with.” He adds a bit worried.
“It is making me confused.” I tell him honestly, but I don’t think I can lie right now so that is nothing new. “And hot, and everything is starting to feel nice.” I say as I run my hand over the table.
“I see well after I get some coffee and food into you I am dropping you off at home. Do you think you will be okay?” he asks a bit worried.
“Do you think someone will come there and ravage me?” I ask and he laughs and shakes his head. “Then I will be unravaged.” I say firmly as if there is some importance to that fact.

Daphne-
“Thanks for meeting me.” I tell him as he slid into the barstool next to me. “I just needed to celebrate my freedom.” I say as I order us two shots with beer chasers.
“Draco mentioned you have been freed from Mistress duties.” Blaise says as he runs his eyes over my form playfully. “Does that mean the no touching rule has been lifted?” he asks with a simper.
I roll my eyes and chuckle as he gets right to the point. “Why would I call you if it wasn’t?” I ask as our drinks are placed in front of us.
“Good point.” he says and down the shot before taking a sip of the beer. “Lets just say I am a little frustrated in that area tonight.”
“Oh? Some girl turn the great Zabini down?” I ask teasingly as I take my own shot.
“Opposite.” He says with a sigh. “A woman I really enjoy was throwing herself at me tonight.” he tells me and rubs his temple.
“What is the problem with that exactly?” I ask with a laugh at how stressed he seems over it.
“I don’t fuck drugged girls.” I says stiffly. “Well at least not ones that don’t know exactly what they were in for.” he corrects after a moment.
“Then why drug her?” I ask very confused with the situation he had gotten himself into.
He sighs and shakes his head. “I didn’t. Well not directly. We knew the types of tricks that old bastard pulls, but I am not the one who gave her the drugs.” He says and shakes his head.
“Is this a story I would like to hear from the beginning?” I ask curiously as I lean on the bar.
“Lets just say Draco and I felt Luna needed a bit of a glimpse at her future without one of us.” he says with a wave of his hand he calls the bartender over to order us each another shot.
“So you put her squarely in the clutches of some old bastard that likes to drug little girls.” I say with a smirk on my lips as I thought about my little talk with Luna yesterday.
“I got her out before anything happened to her. We don’t want her ruined just yet.” he defends.
“But that put you in the position of having to deal with her with whatever potion he had used on her still in her system.” I fill in the story so he knows I understand his original problem.
“Yeah, I left her at her apartment…” he says and I can see the worried frown play across his lips for a moment.
“Do you actually like that freak?” I ask as my eyes widen in surprise.
“Not the way you think.” He defends quickly with a deeper frown. “I have just invested a lot of time into her. I wouldn’t like to see my investment harmed.” He explains with a wave of his hand.
“As you say.” I tease him with a smirk of my own. “I had a little chat with her the other day as I am sure you know.” I tell him playfully. “She seems to be under the impression that she actually has a choice in the matter of her nuptials.”
“She has a choice.” He says with an evil grin. “What she witnessed today or me.” he says straightening his back.
“Or Draco.” I point out as I know Blaise and Draco have been working on the tart together.
“I don’t think she will ever choose Draco after what happened in the Dark Lord’s office.” he says with an arrogant smile. The smile only broadens when he sees my surprise.
“He didn’t tell you that the Dark Lord almost raped the poor girl in order to prove a point to Draco?” He asked as if it should have been information I was given.
“No, but we have been a bit busy since the whole ordeal happened.” I say glad that Draco had not told him what the Dark Lord finally settled on to prove his point.
“Well I would say it will keep her away from Draco for a while.” He says smugly.
“Pity, Draco is the more worth while husband of the two of you.” I tell him just to poke at his pride. “He is now Champion to the future Dark Lady.” I say looking around to make sure no one was listening to us. It wasn’t too hidden of information, but I don’t like to reveal things to people when there is nothing in it for me.
Blaise laughs so hard he almost falls off his chair. “He told me.” he says as he calms himself down. “Do you really think that Gryffindor slut would ever be anything but something for the Dark Lord to wave at the resistance?” he asks doubtfully.
“With help from me, I think we can make her into something.” I say confidently. “At least something enough that those standing beside her have power.” I add after a moment. “I want to dance.” I tell him as I slip off the stool. “Come dance with me and show me what your amazing hands can do.” I ask playfully.
“Well if you really want to see their full skill I would suggest going someplace more private.” he says as he slips off his own stool.
“Who says that isn’t exactly what I was suggesting?” I point out with a wicked smile.
He smiles and slips his arm around my waist to lead me out of the pub. His flat isn’t far, so we decide to walk it. His hands playing over the fabric of my dress all the while. When we finally get to his door he pushes me against it and starts to kiss my neck. He easily finds the places that send jolts of pleasure to my core.
Somehow he manages to open the door and once we are inside he pulls me against him once again. His hands push the skirt of my dress slowly up my legs as his lips find the place my neck meets my shoulder. His hands slip over my ass and pull be forcefully towards him.
When I feel his excitement my mind flashes to cold hands and bruising force. I scream and push him away from me as hard as I can. I am shaking and I don’t know why. I feel light headed and dizzy so I find the couch so I can sit down.
“What’s wrong?” I hear Blaise ask as he obviously doesn't understand what he did wrong.
“Just give me a moment.” I say as I feel like my heart is going to explode in my chest. “I… I just need a moment.” I tell him again as I try and take long slow breaths.
“I’ll get you some water.” he says and I can hear him leave the room. I am taking long slow breaths but I can’t stop myself from shaking. Everytime I close my eyes I feel cold hands torturing my skin.
“Drink this.” Blaise says as he kneels down in front of me. “Do you want to do to a healer?” he asks and I can hear the worry in his voice.
“No.” I say shaking my head as I take small sips of water.
“You look so scared Daphne, what did I do?” he asks sounding a bit hurt that he had caused such a reaction in me.
“I’m just not used to this any more.” I tell him and take another sip of water. “Just give me a minute and we can get back to it.”
“No way.” Blaise says which makes me look up into his eyes. I can see worry there and it makes my stomach twist, I don’t need people’s pity.
“Don’t go soft on me, Fuck Toy. Did someone else break you while I was away?” I say trying to goad that look off his face.
“No.” he says dryly. “Someone broke you.”

Ginny-
Daphne picked out a simple green dress for me to wear to dinner. She put my hair up in a high ponytail and decided against makeup. She had said I didn’t want to look like I was trying too hard or he would know something was up.
I now found myself sitting alone in at the table as I waited for Tom to be done with whatever an evil manic did during the day. Probably torturing people I loved, I remind myself. This sends a shiver down my spine as the door opens.
Tom walks in looking like his usual perfectly put together self. Instead of sitting down like I was expecting him to do he moved around to the back of my chair. It takes all my will not to look at him. His hands run over the back of my neck to the clasp of my collar.
I feel the needle slowly being pulled out of my skin, and the metal being pulled away from my neck. I can’t help but touch the skin it had covered for what seemed like years. It was raw and sensitive, more than likely red from abuse.
“I think it is time that was removed.” Tom says as he moves back around me so he can sit at the head of the table. He places the collar on the table next to his plate.
“Thank you my Lord.” I say as my hand still runs along my neck.
“It is a reward for impressing me yesterday.” He says simply and waves his hand over his plate so the food will appear.
“May I eat with you my Lord?” I ask knowing it was what he wanted to hear from me next. He probably thought I was turning into a very well trained pet. I felt sick at the thought. He smiled and nodded so that my food would appear as well.
“How are you finding your new servants?” He asks as we both start to eat.
“Miss Greengrass has already shown herself to be a fine asset, and Mr Malfoy seems good at guarding doors.” I answer stiffly which pulls a chuckle from him.
“It is a permission and demotion all in one.” He says with a chuckle. “He will have more to do as time passes.” he adds after a moment. “Though his father is livid with the change.”
“Would he rather have had his son face the full consequences to his actions?” I ask curiously.
“Lucius would rather his son not put his neck out for a common whore.” Tom answered with a chuckle.
“Do not call her that.” I snap unable to keep my lip from running. When he turns his red eyes to me narrowing them in anger I try and fix my misstep. “Please my Lord? She is my maid now, and if I am to one day be respected, women in my protection should not be called such things.” I say softly with my eyes down.
He was silent for a long moment before his deep voice hissed softly. “You do not order me around lioness. Think before you speak again. I will take your words into consideration but I will call my subjects whatever I deem fit of them.”
“I understand my Lord.” I say before I go back to eating my dinner. Now was not the time to ask him for anything.
“I have decided to turn your birthday into a holiday.” he says suddenly and I look up at him in confusion. “There will be a ball here at the castle celebrating your seventeenth year. During said ball you will submit to me as we agreed.”
I pale a bit at the idea but nod my head. “You wish for me to submit to you at a party you are throwing in my honor?” I ask to make sure I heard him correctly.
“Yes, it will show the empire how well we are getting along.” he says before he reaches out and brushes his fingers along my cheek gently. I pull my cheek away as the image of what he was doing to Daphne flashes in my mind. He only chuckles at the reaction.
“Not yet fully tamed. I do hope it takes years for that fire to die.” he says smugly.
“No you don’t my Lord.” I tell him and sit up a bit straighter.
“No? Do you think I want to broken so quickly?” I asks teasingly.
“You don’t want me broken at all.” I say and look up into his eyes. “You want my fire to burn hot and searing forever. That is why when Malfoy drugged me you didn’t want me. If you ever do actually break me, it will be the saddest day of your miserable life.”
He cleared his throat and shifted in his chair as he looked back at me. “You may be correct Ginevra. I may not actually wish to break you, just tame you a bit.” He says as he sits a bit more straight himself. “Only time will tell where our fun little game leads.”
I decide I would take this chance to ask him, since he seemed to suddenly be in a better mood. “I was wondering if it would be okay if my confines were loosened a bit my Lord.” I ask softly.
“Oh?” he asks and looks over at me with an amused face. “What exactly were you thinking?”
“Well that as long as I had a guard or two I would be able to walk around the castle and some of the grounds.” I say dreaming of the sun.
“Ah, my lioness wishes to prowl.” He states with amusement. “I see no reason such things could not be arranged, but nothing is free my dear.” he said with a smile on his lips as he looks me over.
“What would it cost me?” I ask softly wondering if the price would be worth it.
“I have kept you separate from the political world up until now. I felt you needed time to adjust to your new role in the world. After yesterday I feel you have adjusted enough. Each day I have a meeting of my advisers. My most inner circle so we can decide the shape this Empire will take. I wish for you to join me in one of these meetings each week.”
“Why would you want that?” I ask very confused. My first instinct is that it is some sort of trap. Why would he give me access to such crucial information?
“Because I wish to know how your mind works, and how you see the future of our Empire.” He says with a sly smile. “You will not have a vote in the room of course, but I would enjoy hearing your ideas.”
“Won’t you be worried that I might hear the wrong thing?” I ask frowning more deeply.
“You are mine Lioness.” he said firmly. “Who would you tell?” he asked with a cruel smirk.
I look down and think of the few letters to Luna I had been able to send. He didn’t need to know about those so I whimper to make him think he hit a soft point. He laughs at my seeming distress.
“That is what I thought. Is it a deal my pet?” he asked in a sickeningly sweet tone.
I take my time to breath for a moment and then look up to him and nod slowly. “Yes my Lord.” I tell him softly. He reaches out and brushes my cheek with his fingertips once again. I pull away and glare at him without saying a word.
He chuckles and pulls back to sit and look at me. “You still deny me, and you have taken my Mistress away. I shall have to find a new one you realize.” he says as if he is talking about the weather. “I happen to meet Miss Lovegood the other day, I did enjoy the way she reacted to my touch. Maybe I should pay her a visit.”
“PLEASE NO!” I yell before I can stop myself. An image of Luna in Daphne’s place makes me want to vomit. He threw back his head in laughter as if he had made a great joke.
“Oh? Now I remember someone telling me you were friends with the girl.” he says with a smirk. “Do not worry my Lioness, she is as noble as yourself. I will not sate myself with her.”
“Noble?” I ask a bit confused. I remember him calling Daphne common, but I had thought he meant people who were not him.
He sighs and shakes his head. “This is one of the reason why I needed to take over my dear. You are a pureblood woman, you should know pureblood history. I will have Miss Greengrass fetch you a book on the subject.” he says firmly. “No leave me, you seem to be done with your meal.” he seems annoyed for some reason.
“Thank you my Lord.” I say and leave half my meal on my plate so I can leave the room.
Malfoy meets me at the door and moves to escort me the short distance to my bedroom.
“Tell Rabastan I will be visiting cell fourteen tonight.” I hear Tom call out to the guard behind me. “I wish to hear the mudblood scream.”

Luna-
“I’m still not talking to you.” I tell Blaise as he darkens my office door once again.
“It has been three weeks. It is not like I let him touch you.” He says and threw up his hands in frustration. He had yet to apologize for putting me in a situation with that slimy Death Eater, but he still felt like I should forgive him. I don’t even see regret coming from him, he is only annoyed that I will not talk to him beyond what is needed for work.
“Fine. Well here are the numbers from the last issue.” he says and places a parchment down on my desk before heading back to his own.
I look over the numbers on the page and start to get back to work when there is a tapping sound at my window. I look over and see the owl perched on the windowsill. I frown as most of my owls come through the front way so that Blaise can go through them for me.
Moving to the window I open it for the bird. He flies in and is quickly followed by two others with a large package between them. They set a box down on my desk and fly out of the room. The box instantly melts into a lovely arrangement of wild flowers. The first owl sets waits and holds out his claw to I can remove a small green envelope from it. Once the note is free it flies back out the window.
“What was that?” Blaise comes to my office door to look in on me. When he sees the flowers he frowns. “Who are those from?” he asks as he steps into the room to get a closer look at the arrangement.
“I don’t know.” I say but I can’t help but smile at how lovely they are. I look down at the note in my hand and open it. I figure it should have the answer to Blaise’s question.
Luna,
Please accept my deepest apologies for how you were treated. If I had shown my full feelings at the time I fear it would have been much worse. The flowers reminded me of you, I hope you like them.
~Draco
I smile at the note and shake my head. I his words are a lie of course, he doesn’t feel anything for me, but he is right that it would have been worse if he did.
“Who?” Blaise asks again and I look up at him.
“Draco. The flowers reminded him of me.” I state and brush my fingers against a grass-of-parnassus and smile. When I look up at Blaise I see a jealousy bloom so strong in makes me blink. “Are you jealous?” I ask without thinking.
“Why would I be jealous he gave you some weeds?” Blaise answers with a sneer then leaves the room in a bit of a huff. I find myself following him before I know what I am doing.
“You are jealous!” I tell him as he retreats to his desk.
“You are not that special Lovegood.” he snaps as he takes a seat and starts going through the rest of my mail.
“I didn’t think I was.” I say blinking at him a few times. He suddenly seemed so very determined to not look at me. “Just a girl you feel you can easily control.” I say the words Draco had told me once. Blaise lets out one humorless chuckle. “What?”
“Easily control?” He says as he leans back in his chair. “You are a wily one Miss Lovegood, and anyone who thinks they can control you is a fool.” he informed firmly. “And we both know it.”
I shake my head at him. “Is that what you think I want to hear?” I ask and shake my head again. “Your flatter does not help your cause.”
“So tell me what will help my cause?” He asks and leans back in his chair to look up at my face.
“A truthful answer to my question.” I tell him simply and study his colors for a moment before continuing. “I want to know the exact reason you are pursuing me.”
“Honesty?” he asks as if this is a new concept top him. “Okay I think I can handle that.” he said before rubbing his chin in thought as he planned out his next words. “I don’t want to be a Death Eater Luna, I am not a warrior. That doesn't mean I don’t dream of power. I am going to be a powerful man, and I need a wife of a certain caliber. You have all the raw material and more for what I want, you have also shown you had adapt to new roles. What you lack can be taught. Any smart man in this new world would want you as a wife. Draco and I were just the first to notice.”
As he speaks I watch him for any show of deception. When I find none and frown down at him and nod slowly. “I am not going to marry Draco.” I tell him after a moment. “It was clearly pointed out to me that being the wife of a Death Eater is dangerous.” With that I turn back to my office.
I smile again at the lovely flowers Draco had picked out for me, how did he know I would like something so wild and free? A sigh after a moment and take the flowers out to Blaise. “Could you return these for me? I don’t want to give him the wrong idea.”
He smiled brightly at the request and took the vase from me. “I’ll send it out right away.” he said as he headed to the front door so he could take it to the post office.

Daphne-
It has been three weeks since the last time the Dark Lord touched me, and I still can’t seem to find pleasure in the touch of another man. I am fine until we get to the point where we are taking off clothes, and then I find myself having a panic attack like I did the night with Blaise. I’ve tried picking up several men since then, all weak ones who I know I can control, but still I panic.
Thankfully the Dark Lord has given me the task of teaching Ginny about pureblood history and the importance of noble lines. I’ve started to trace her family tree so I can make the lessons more relevant to her. The project actually turned out to be much more interesting than I thought it would be.
Both the Weasleys and the Prewetts were related to several of the noble houses of England. Having the two families come together was a powerful move and I have to wonder if it was by design.
“So the Weasley used to hold lands in Devon and Cornwall?” Ginny interrupts my thought process with yet another stupid question. “When did we lose it?” She adds as she can see the annoyance in my expression.
“You still have a forth of your lands in Devon, I assume that is where you family home resides.” I tell her stiffly and look over at the old map she has been looking at. “Your…” I look over at the family tree I had been working on for a reference. “Your great great grandfather got into debt and had to sell most of the land and the seat of power in Cornwall. After that your family was hardly considered noble.”
“Who bought the land?” She asks as she starts looking for a modern day map of the same area. I smirk as I think of the answer.
“Most of it was bought by the Malfoy family, I am pretty sure that is when Malfoy and Weasley started hating each other.”
She looks at me with a pout on her lips and sit back from the papers on the table. “Why does any of this matter to me?” She asks and throws up her hands.
I sigh and set my work aside, I rub my temple as a headache starts to form. “Because the Dark Lord wishes for you to know where you came from, who your family was.” I tell her tiredly. I have been feeling so tired lately and I blame it completely on her hard head.
She huffs and crosses her arms over her chest as she glares at the work in front of her. “Why is he so obsessed with things that don’t even matter any more. There hasn’t been a monarchy in wizarding England in three generations.” She points out with frustration.
“I assume because he is reforming the monarchy, and uses the lines of the past to make his claim legitimate. We’ve talked about this…” I start as I do not feel I have the patience to deal with her much longer. “...by giving him these small things, it will make it easier for you to ask for the bigger things.”
“I know that.” She snaps obvious not liking my tone. “It isn’t the history part that bothers me.” She says and sighs as she leans back over to look at the map again. “It is just that many of the texts are written in a certain slant that makes my skin crawl.”
I raise an eyebrow at her. “You mean the fact that they are pureblood texts.” It was a statement and not a question.
She sighs and looks up to me again, then frowns. “Are you okay? You look a bit green.” She says with a worried tone.
“Actually I feel a bit…” I can’t finish my sentence as a huge wave of nausea hits me. I rush out of the library that we has been studying in all morning. I only make it into the hall before I puke on someone’s shoes. When I look up to see who it is my heart sinks. “Hi Draco.” I say meekly.
He sneers down at the sick on his shoe and then waves his wand to cast a cleaning charm on his person. “Miss Greengrass maybe you should take yourself to the hospital wing.” he says with only a slight hint of caring in his tone.
“Malfoy stop being such a git.” Ginny says as she comes up behind me.
“Yes my Lady.” Draco answers and stands a bit straighter.
“I do think we should take you down, you said you haven't been feeling well for a few days now.” She points out.
“Stomach bug obviously.” I say as I stand up slowly. “I can go by myself.” I tell her and she narrows her eyes.
“Are you sure?” She asks and looks to Draco as if to say to ignore him.
“Yes my Lady. Just keep reading where you left off and I am sure Mr. Malfoy could answer any questions you had.” I say motioning to Draco “Oh and if I am not back remember today if your first advisers meeting at three.” I add after a thought.
She sighs and nods as she heads back into the library with Draco on her tail.
I made my way down to the hospital wing and only have to detour to the bathroom once more before I got there.
When I push open the door a healer walks over to me with a pleasant smile. “What can we do for you today Miss Greengrass?” He asks his eyes scanning over my body as if he was looking for the tell tail signs of the Dark Lord’s touch. They had gotten to know me quickly down here.
“Actually I think I have a stomach bug.” I tell him and start to feel a wave of nausea. I rush over so I can empty what is left of my breakfast in a bedpan.
“I see.” he says with a deep frown. “Sit up on the bed and I will be right back with some diagnostic potions.” He says before he turns to leave.
I climb up on the bed and lay back to close my eyes a bit. I only open my eyes when I hear a cart near my bed and the curtain being pulled closed. A different healer from the first was now standing over me.
“Where did..” I start but he cuts me off.
“Healer Jones is more suited towards physical injury.” he explained and pulled out a small knife. “I just need to take a bit of blood for the potions.” he says and motions to a tray of five different color tubes.
Once I nod my understanding he makes a small cut in my thumb and then squeezes it to give one drop of blood for each potion. “I’ll be back in ten minutes to check the results. Just lay back and rest while we figure out what is wrong.”
I lay back again as I wait but I can’t help but be curious about the potions. Every so often I glance over to see if they have changed. After about seven minutes I see the middle one is turning from green to red. I frown as I wonder what that means. The shades of the liquid is a bit familiar but I can’t quite place it.
After ten minutes the healer returns to check on the potions. “Ah, I see. Give me a few minutes Miss Greengrass and I will get you something to help with the nausea.” He walks away and takes the potions with him this time.
I feel an odd panic in my stomach at the way he looked at the results. There is a small fear in the back of my head as I count days back.
By the time the Healer returns my mouth is dry. “We are going to keep you here for the next few hours or so, just to make sure you are…” He licks his lips nervously.
“I can’t be.” I snap suddenly. “I am on the potion.” I tell him firmly.
He sighs and looks at me with a great amount of pity. I feel like punching him in the face. “I am sorry Miss Greengrass but you are. It has been confirmed. You see with as much healing as you have had done over the past few months, sometimes it counteracts the potion you were on.” he tells me sadly.
I let this information settle in my brain for a moment. “Do you had to tell him?” I ask as softly as I can.
“He has already been told.”
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