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The Dove; Distressed	By : lexiatel Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 6194 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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When it was time for dinner, Dove reluctantly went down to eat. Apparently the house elves weren't allowed to serve her dinner elsewhere. The Malfoys wanted her to take part in their fantasy of her being their new family member.

Lucius cleared his throat as soon as she stepped in the dining room. He was displeased with her. She had an idea why, but she ignored it. Narcissa and Astoria were also there, now patiently waiting for Draco and Scorpius to arrive.

"No." Lucius simply said, making her chair disappear just as he had done at breakfast that morning. "Change your dress color first."

"It's not black." She argued simply.

"It's not white either." Astoria sung out, teasingly.

"What do you all do? Twitter behind my back like old bats?!" She snapped.

"Watch your tone, Dove." Scorpius growled behind her. "You will respect your family."

She turned around to glare at him. "You all think it's funny! Ganging up on me! I bet you all laugh behind my back!" She went to leave the room as tears flowed from her eyes in humiliation, but a spell was place onto her legs so she didn't get to walk but three steps toward the exit.

Scorpius came up to her, draped an arm around her waist. She felt his nose brush up against her ear as, sending shivers down her back. "Dovey, we will sit and eat now." He murmured softly into her ear. "You will not dampen such a lovely day."

"I want to choose my own dress color." She grumbled.

"I told you that you will wear white." He released her and changed the color of her dress with a spell.

She stiffened and looked around at the people in the room. Draco had yet to arrive. "I refuse to eat then." She told Scorpius, avoiding eye contact with him.

"Scorpius." Lucius called in a drawl from his seat.

"Yes, Grandfather?"

"Perhaps a good smacking will teach her to give you lip."

"Lucius!" Narcissa shrieked. "Don't give him any ideas. He surely manages well on his own!"

"I think that is just what Dove needs." Astoria agreed.

"I don't need anything!" Dove said backing up from Scorpius who was contemplating the idea with a good thought.

"Grandfather, you would enjoy seeing that all too much, I would say."

"Indeed. Do give me credit though, I had almost done it myself this morning when she was back talking me. You know my thoughts on that."

Scorpius nodded in acknowledgement. His eyes shifted to Dove, an evil glint in them.

"Don't you dare!" Dove gasped.

Scorpius pointed to an empty chair at the dinner table. "Sit down now, or I will smack your bottom like a little child in front of the whole family."

"You wouldn't!" She trembled.

He took a step toward her in warning. "You know I would." He said darkly with a smirk.

Dove wet her lips nervously, glanced at the others and saw they were waiting for her next move.

"Time's up." Scorpius snatched her arm.

"Alright!" She shrieked, pulling from him with no success. "I'll sit!"

He didn't let her go. Instead he escorted her to her chair. He bent down and whispered, "Good little Dove." and then sat next to her.

How humiliating... she thought grimly, folding her hands in her lap and setting her eyes to her empty plate, unable to look at anyone directly.

"Sorry I am late." Draco entered the room. "I had to wait for the potion to turn from red to yellow three times over before-" he cut himself off. "Never mind, you know how it goes." He handed the potions to Scorpius before sitting at his place next to him.

As soon as he sat their feast appeared. Beef Wellington with all sorts of sides and desserts. Dove wasn't all too hungry and when she didn't dish her plate up like the others had, Scorpius started doing it for her.

"Stop treating me like a child, Scorpius." She said out loud.

"You need to eat. Especially with this potion." He set the potion down next to her glass of pumpkin juice.

"I am not taking any potion unless I know what is it." She told him firmly.

"Drink the potion, Dove." Scorpius commanded coldly. "This is your only warning."

"What is it?" She eyed the blue liquid that fizzed in the vial.

Scorpius snatched her back the back of the neck and draped her over his lap.

"No! Scorpius!" Dove pleaded, realizing he was going to smack her in front of everyone.

His hand swiftly came down onto her rump, causing a sudden sting. Dove yelped out, more embarrassed than anything. He did it two more times before brushing her now messy hair from her ear.

"Next time your ass will be bare." He sneered quietly to her. "Now do as I have told you; drink the fucking potion and eat your dinner like a good girl." He flipped her back onto her feet and pushed her into her chair.

Tears streaked down her face as she found herself downing the potion quickly before he would do that again.

Lucius chuckled amusingly. "I did tell you that would fix her hesitance in obeying you, Scorpius."

Scorpius tilted his head respectively. "Yes, you did, indeed. I should have used your suggestion earlier."

"Well, I think what you just did was awful!" Narcissa huffed in annoyance.

"Perhaps Dove should listen to her husband then." Astoria said cheerily with a smirk.

"You shouldn't instigate it, dear." Draco said.

"I am completely innocent." Astoria giggled.

"You're never innocent, Astoria."

"I've learned from the master."

Draco sighed at his wife hopelessly.

* * *

She went to bed early as she hadn't had much sleep the night before. Dove didn't feel like socializing anyway. Not like the Malfoys were her choice in company in the first place, but after Scorpius had literally spanked her in front of them, she wanted to be out of their presence for as long as possible.

He hadn't hurt her. She'll admit that. Physically anyway. Her ego had been crushed a little, but besides that, she was fine. She had to admit he was being more patient with her today.

Why though?

Was he in that great of a mood? And if he was, what had made him so happy and so... tolerant?

Sometime later, she felt him climb into bed, waking her up. "Sorry." He whispered

She creased her bow in confusion. Sorry? He said he was sorry to her...?

"What's going on?" She asked him.

He turned on his side so he was could look at her. He was smirking. "Why would you think something is going on?" He asked without any innocents to his voice.

"You're being... weird." She said cautiously.

His eyes shifted back and forth from one of her eyes to the other, as if he was trying to read what she was thinking. "You are beautiful." He lifted his hand and set it onto her stomach. Scorpius closed his eyes with a sigh. "I love you, Dove." He whispered.

He was acting much too weird. She almost missed the evil Scorpius.

God, did she just think that?

'You should be happy.'

That voice was strange too! What the hell is going on with everything?!

Scorpius kissed her on the forehead. "Good night, Love Dove."

* * *

His hands brushed against her welcoming skin. She whimpered for more contact. That's what she really wanted. He gave her what she asked for, trailing his finger tips lightly along her naked back. Their chests were pressed together, their lips locked in a match. She draped a leg over the top of his hip.

Scorpius chuckled against her mouth, finding her action an invitation to the heat between her legs. He delicately stroked his fingers skillfully against her, causing her to cry into his mouth.

'That's right little Dove, let me take you to a new land.' His voice said into her head. 'Take me with you.' He placed her hand onto his throbbing cock, educating her hand into a stroking motion. 'Yes, just like that...' the voice purred.

Dove's eyes flew open, she tried screaming, but something stopped her. His mouth. What she had thought had been a dream was actual reality.

What the hell?!

Scorpius rolled her onto her back, encasing her beneath him, he broke off their kiss when she started fighting him. "Stop." He ordered. "You want me. Don't deny it."

"I don't!" She insisted.

"You were stroking me;" he told her. "You woke me up!" A scowl appeared on his face. "You teased me! Said you wanted my cock! Well, my cock you will get, because you sure made me good ready."

"Please, I didn't do anything!" She pleaded, trying to fight him as he spread her legs with her knee.

She shuddered as a wave of pleasure shocked through her when he toyed with the spot between her legs.

"You're awfully wet for someone who doesn't want anything." He groused. "Now, lie still." He took her wrists into his hands. "I'll be gentle." He kissed her forehead. "I promise." His hand went between them and slipped the tip his cock into her wet hole. He paused, groaning. "It's so painful... yet so... remarkable."

"You're sick!" She spat at him. "You're a creep! A monster! A rapist!"

"Shh, darling." He put a finger to her lips. "You're not one to call people names."

Dove took the advantage of her free hand to slap his face. "Get the fuck off me!" He caught her hand before she could smack him again.

"Make me." he sneered. He sat up so he could plunge deep into her, making her scream in agony. He snickered. "Not used to my length yet?" He thrust into her again.

"Stop please! It hurts!"

"You think my face doesn't hurt after what you did?!" He demanded, pounding deep into her a third time. "Apologize to me!" He ordered, back handing her.

"Sorry!" She immediately whimpered. "Please stop hurting me!" She sobbed.

Scorpius went back to gentle strokes. "I hadn't had planned to fuck you until dawn." He said wincing, close to his release. "But you woke me up." He insisted. "You wrapped that wonderful hand around my rod..." he shuddered. "God, it nearly made me cum then, but I held on. You told me to touch you. And it's so rare for you to say that." He collapsed on to her. "You pooled up with only three rubs, Love. I just had to fuck you then."

"You raped me." She said quietly.

"You told me to fuck you." He said sighing deeply. "So I did."

"I didn't say anything! I was sleeping!"

"It doesn't matter." He told her, rolling off her and onto his side of the bed. "You're my wife, and you will serve me when I need it. And right then, I needed it. Perhaps next time, you should keep your hands to yourself!" He sneered, and turned his back to her.
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