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The Dove	By : lexiatel Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 21352 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
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Dove was eating breakfast by herself the three days later. Scorpius had received an owl that caused him to leave the room abruptly, without uttering a word to her.
She had been allowed to see her mother two times a day. Scorpius had kept her locked up with a twenty four hour watch, but if her mother had an escape plan thought out, she didn't tell Dove it.
Scorpius said Ginny would lure her father to him, and he had gloated that once Harry Potter surrendered, Scorpius would no longer have to reside here. He would be in full power then, and everything would start to snowball.
Dove let him ramble. It was the best thing for her to do; if she disagreed with him openly, he wouldn't be too pleased, and for the time being, it was the only thing for her to do. She needed to know what the Order was planning to do before rebelling against Scorpius. Right now, she had to keep him happy. He'd let his guard down once he thought he was ahead of the game. And that would be the perfect time for an attack.
"Good morning, my little Dove." His smug smile made Dove's stomach wrench. "I have such wonderful news!" He kissed the top of her head before sitting down at the table, across from her.
"We can revert our lives back to normal?" She asked, slighty sarcastic, slightly hopeful, but mostly doubtful.
Scorpius laughed. "Oh, you are so very cute!" He said sweetly.
He was mocking her.
"But no, we can not go back to that barbaric life style."
Dove stopped herself from scoffing. Barbaric lifestyle... Yeah, wasn't that kind of what was going on right now? How many prisoners were held here? How many women had been raped already? How many people have been killed? Tortured?
Dove shuddered at the thought. She could not think about that. Focus ahead. She told herself.
"Your Dad's finally surrendered." Scorpius' eyes lit up with excitement. "Now we can make the big leap into our new future."
Papa surrendered?! What?! Why? He can't have! He was the last hope!
"Can I see him?" She asked desperately.
"Tonight, at the wedding, yes."
Dove swallowed hard. "O-ours?" She stuttered.
Scorpius nodded. "I am quite excited, Love Dove. Finally we will have a life together."
"I don't love you, Scorpius." She told him quietly.
"You did at one time and you will sometime again." Dove could tell by his tone that what he just said was a command, not a statement. "Nonetheless, love doesn't quite matter at the moment. You must start carrying the Malfoy heir soon. That is what's most important."
"Why?"
"If I am going to be a proper ruler, I need a son to take over when I am no longer able." He stood up and conjured up a thin, silky, white dress along with accessories. "This is what you will wear tonight." He instructed as he placed it all neatly on the bed.
Dove eyed it, unable to speak. If nothing was done quickly, this time tomorrow, she would be Mrs. Grace 'Dove' Malfoy. If she hadn't been taking extra special potions, Dove was sure her breakfast would be all over the meal table with that thought.
Scorpius walked to her and held his hand out for her to take. Reluctantly, she took and he pulled her gently into his arms for an embrace. "You only have six hours to decide whether you are going to offer yourself to me or have me take you." He lightly pecked her neck, surfacing up prickling bumps of fear. "I am fine with either one." He snickered into her ear before dipping his tongue into it.
"Please..." she whispered, tilting her head.
"You're right, Love." He pushed from her. "I only must wait just a bit longer." He sighed passionately, absorbing her body. "I've waited seven years for this. What's a few more hours?" He gave her a wink before leaving the room again.
As soon as she was sure he was good and gone, she helplessly wept into her hands. She was frustrated, confused, and terrified.
* * *
Scorpius allowed Ginny to come up and assist Dubsey with getting Dove ready for the wedding, as it was tradition for a mother to help her daughter with this.
"I am truly sorry, Dove." Ginny said with tears in her eyes.
"Master Scorpius is a respectable Wizard, His Mistress should be joyful today. His Mistress is a very lucky witch."
"Are you going to be cursed if you talk horrible about him?" Ginny asked Dubsey with her hands on her hips.
"Yes, Mrs. Potter." The house elf simply answered as she magically washed Dove with a traditional soap that every Malfoy bride had used since the beginning.
"I still haven't decided if..." Dove choked on a shortness of breath.
"Hmm?" Her mama took her hand and squeezed it gently.
"If I should allow him to rape me." She finished with a sob.
"If you're being brave for us-your father and I-, don't. We'll be okay if you decide to go the easy route. We wouldn't want that bastard to hurt you."
"I just can't do it, Mama! It's so wrong!"
Ginny nodded in sympathy. "I know, Dove." She hugged her daughter.
"Why did Papa give himself up?" Dove asked through tears. "We're doomed now."
"I don't know. I haven't had a chance to speak with him since I came here. But we must trust him, okay? He surely must have a plan."
Dove nodded.
* * *
She awaited outside of the entrance of the Great Hall. Mr. Malfoy (Draco) stood next to her as they waited for the preparations of the wedding ceremony.
"You look beautiful." He told her, his grey eyes boaring into hers.
"Uh... thanks, sir."
"Call me Draco. We'll be family soon, after all."
"Okay..." she stood uneasily, resisting the urge to scratch at the itchy fabric she wore.
"If this was five years ago, I would be much happier." He said quietly. "I suppose the only happy soul tonight will be Scorpius."
"Yes..." she whispered.
"Stay strong, Grace. Remember, you're a Potter, you can walk through anything and still come out standing."
Dove smiled weakly. "I'll try." Her voice still in a whisper.
"Malfoy." A bitter voice greeted behind them.
"Potter." Draco matched the tone.
Dove turned to see her papa who had three enforcers on each side of him, their wands pointed to him. Apparently, he was going to be part of the wedding, he was fashionably dressed; in a set of fancy blue robes.
"Hey, Papa." Dove forced a smile.
"How are you doing?" He asked, his face slightly softened up.
"As good as I can in such a situation..."
Harry nodded grimly.
"Potter, you'll walk your daughter down the aisle." Draco ordered. "We have you out numbered and wands will be pointed to you and your wife, so behave yourself."
"I am not about to put my family in danger, Malfoy!" Harry snapped.
"Ah, I would watch your tone with me." Draco tapped Harry's nose tauntingly with his wand. "I haven't gotten to hex someone in a while." He sneered.
Harry glared at him, but said no more.
"They are ready for you, Miss Potter." An enforcer announced.
Dove and Harry took their positions to follow a set of people down the aisle as she would walk her way to the beginning of the end of her life.
Harry tapped her arm soothingly, and kissed her cheek. With wet eyes, he mouthed the words, 'I'm so sorry.' before they were told to start walking.
She focused ahead, afraid to see who was watching this awful moment in her life. She heard hooting. She heard hollering. Whistles, and many musical instruments played as she ventured closer and closer to the man she used to love.
He smiled widely down at her, waiting patiently for her arrivial to him. His blue eyes shined as bright as the sun as he watched her approach him. She had to agree with Draco when he said if this were five years ago; she would have been happy. She would have smiled. One bigger than Scorpius' even.
They could have been so happy together.
He will be happy. But not her. She couldn't be happily married to this murderer, this rapist, this psycho... He would soon be her husband. Her heart thumped painfully against her chest. It felt like it trying to bash its way out in refusal for this absurd marriage.
She grabbed his extended hand when she reached him, and they stood facing the wizard who would soon pronounce their bonding.
Dove absent-mindedly went through the vows with Scorpius. She took her time in a shaky voice, while he was as eager as a beaver.
"If you would bow before your man, Miss Dove." The bonding wizard gestured to the ground.
Dove obediently kneeled before him and tilted her head forward in a bow. Traditional wizard weddings were so sexist, she thought as a tear escaped her eye. She quickly wiped in away.
"Sir. Malfoy." The bonder let Scorpius know it was time.
Dove wasn't allowed to look at him. She kept still as she felt his wand tap the right side of her neck, the top of her head, and last, left the side of her neck. Something howled, like a gust of wind before a sharp pain seared through her body. She screamed through the unbareable pain before Scorpius stood her up and sealed their fate with a kiss. Her pain instantly ceased as his tongue explored her mouth.
It was over. It was done.
She was now Mrs. Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy.
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