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Face of War	By : dweek Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Voldemort/Ginny Views: 19603 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N- I told you I would have a new chapter of this up soon... Sorry this took so long to lost.. I blame Luna. patiently

Kain- Glad you are enjoying this twisty little tale. (Okay maybe not little as this is the second book and I think there will be a third after it, but that is besides the point) I am working towards all the characters developing and growing into this new world of their's. I am so glad you wait patiently because I am being very bad at updated this one... P.S. We may never know who that cell belongs to... *evil cackle*
B- This is another update... I guess I couldn't really call it... soon

Ginny-
Today I feel like Daphne’s dressup doll. She calls the style of dress I am wearing casual chic, but I just feel overdressed for a Friday evening. She has dressed me in a red off the shoulder sweater dress that cost more than the Weasley food budget for a year. My hair has been pulled into a french twist and tightly pinned. She even positioned me in a on my sofa in a way that would display the most power, whatever that means.
“So I am going to bring your guards in first.” Daphne tells me for the seventh time. “You can’t be yourself around these people Ginny, you understand that. From the moment these people are in your presence you need them to see you as the future Empress of the Dark Empire.”
“Even my brother?” I ask as my stomach starts to flip again at the idea of being able to see him. How am I going to be able to stop myself from running across the room and hugging him? Is he going to forgive me for giving in to Tom’s wishes?
Daphne sighs and frowns. “When you are around others yes. The Dark Lord has forbidden me from telling him about his full mission here. He has just been told he will be protecting the Dark Lord’s consort and her maids.”
My eyes widen and I start to panic. “He is going to throw a fit when he finds out that the consort is me! Can I meet him in private first, so… so no one sees?” I ask as I try to think of a way to protect him.
“That is probably a smart idea, I’ll tell them you wish to meet them one at a time.” She said and patted my hand. “You can do this, Ginny.” Daphne tells me before getting to her feet. “I’ll bring him in first.” She adds after a moment and goes to the door.
When George enters the room there is a moment of silence as we look at each other, and I am glad Daphne is smart enough to use the opportunity to close the door.
He looks tired and beaten. I see new scars on his face and hands and I can only imagine what they have done to him. He looks around confused for a moment before he looks back at me in his eyes widen in rage.
“No. Bloody. Way.” He says and turns to rip the door open.
“George!” I call and run to him. I wrap both my arms around him as tightly as I can. “Please George calm down.” I beg and I feel myself weeping but I am unsure when I started.
He stiffens in my arms. “Calm down?” he asks and I know that there is about to be an explosion. “Calm down?”
“If you go out there like this he will let Bellatrix torture you.” I tell him and hold me more tightly. “Please just let me explain.” I beg more and I am shaking.
“What would you like to explain Ginny? The fact that that monster killed mom and Fred? No that can’t be bad enough can it? He has me and Charlie in… and now… I thought you were dead too.” He tells him and his voice is getting tight. “We thought you were dead and now I wish… I wish you were.”
I let go of him and try to wipe my eyes. “I am sorry. You don’t understand w-what it has been like for me.” I say as I now realize he won’t forgive the fact that I am cooperating with Tom. “It doesn’t matter, hate me like everyone else, just don’t get yourself hurt.”
“Hate you?” He asks and turns to look at me. “Ginnybean? How could I hate my baby sister?” he adds and he a moment later his arms are being wrapped around me. “That isn’t what I meant… You know usually I have Ron here to put his foot in his mouth so I don’t have to.” George finishes to try and make a joke, but it felt more than a bit stale.
“I thought you would hate me, because I’ve…” I start but my voice gets too tight to go any further.
“No, I don’t hate you Ginnybean.” He tells me and hugs me more tightly. “But I am going to kill the bastard that did this to my baby sister.” he adds and I can hear the anger in his voice again. “You are no man’s consort.”
“I belong to him George, but he hasn’t been… unkind.” I tell him and take a step back to wipe my eyes. “I mean he has been horrible but he never forced me to do anything.”
“So you’re sleeping with him willingly?” he asked with a deep frown.
I know I am blushing a deep crimson red at his question. “I… he… I’ve only… It only happened once.” I tell him honestly. “And it got Bill back with his family, and…” I look around for a moment as I decide if I should tell him or not. “I saw Harry.”
Before George can ask any more questions there is a knock on the door before Daphne pokes her head in. “Is everything alright in here?” She asks and looks between my brother and me.
“Everything is fine.” I tell her as I try and look less puffy.
“My Lady we don’t have all day for these introductions.” Daphne adds gently.
“Yes, send the rest of the new guards in.” I say and look to George to see how he is dealing with the new information.
“Well not with you looking like that.” She says and steps inside so she can close the door again. “We can’t have you looking like you were crying, it shows weakness.” She adds as she walks over to me with her wand out.
“Who is this?” George asks as I let her clean my face and push me back onto the sofa like before.
“I am the Lady’s maid.” Daphne says and turns back to him. “And if you get her in trouble so help me you will regret it.” She adds and straightens her back defiantly.
“If I get her in trouble? I’m her brother!” He says like she is a crazy person.
“Exactly, and a known troublemaker. She did you a huge service getting you out of training and you will…” It is kind of funny to see Daphne get protective over me but I stop her before she can finish her sentence.
“Daphne it will be fine. George knows what will happen if he makes trouble.” I tell her to calm her mood.
“He knows what will happen to him, but does he realize what will happen to you?” She asks not ready to let the subject drop.
“What will happen to her?” George asks and steps closer to us with a frown.
“Nothing. Don’t worry about it.” I say and frown at Daphne for bringing it up.
“She will lose any ground she has gained in the last few months, she will be back clothesless and trapped in this room.” Daphne says without my permission.
“Back clothesless?” George asks before he turns to me. “You said he never forced himself on you.”
“He hasn’t. He just made me wear… very little for a while as a punishment.” I say as I blush more. “I’ll explain it all when I can, I promise.” I tell him and look into his eyes pleadingly.
“Fine, but we will talk about this later.” He says and turns to Daphne. “Don’t worry, I’ll be on my very best behavior.” He adds in a tone that makes me worry just a bit, when he smirks at her I start to worry all the more.
After a pause to make sure nothing else needs to be said Daphne goes to the door to let the other three men in to meet me. They all bow and pledge to protect me with their lives. I don’t really get a feel for any of them as they all seem to be acting as if they were around royalty.
“My Champion, and Captain of my personal guard will be here soon. You will answer to him as if he were me.” I tell them and looked to George with a someone apologetic expression as I realize he is not going to be happy working under Draco.
Once Draco enters the room George lets out the cross between a snort and a gasp. My Champion sneers at him and walks up to stand directly in front of the older boy.
“Is there a problem Weasley?” Draco asks stiffly.
“Just surprised to see you here Ferret face, thought you wouldn’t want to work under a Weasley.” George says and motions to me. “The youngest Weasley.”
“I am a loyal and devoted Champion to the Dark Lord’s consort.” Draco says to rub it into my brother’s face.
“That will be enough out of both of you.” I say before my brother can respond. Daphne said I needed to show strength so that is what I will do. “You will both put past disputes behind you or you will face my wrath. I may not be able to hex the Dark Lord with my new wand, but nothing is protecting either of you.”
“Yes my Lady.” Draco says with a bowed head and a smirk on his lips.
“Fine.” George says and after a nudge from Draco he adds. “My Lady.”
“You may all go, it is time for me to meet my new maids.” I say and dismiss them with a wave of my hand.
Before George leaves he gives me one last look and winks just to make me smile.
Millicent walks in first. I remember the boys talking about how she reminded them of a hag with her squared off jaw and wide shoulders. She has a somewhat masculine build, but I think she holds herself with pride and grace. She bows her head to me but says nothing before she steps out of the way of the door.
Tracey Davis on the other hand is a lovely woman. She had black hair like Millicent, but hers bounces and shines in the same way Daphne’s hair does. Her robes fit her perfectly to show off her every perfect curve. She smiles and bows her head when she enters the room, but somehow her nose stays high in the air.
“Welcome, Millicent, Tracey.” I say and smile at the two before I look to Daphne.
“It is an honor to serve my Lady.” Tracey says and smiles in a way that doesn’t quite reach her eyes.
“Of course it is.” Daphne says before I can say anything I all, and when I look between the two girls it seems as if there is a silent power struggle going on.
“As I assume you know, Daphne is my Head Maid, so you two will be answering to her when I am not around.” I say to help out my only known alley in the room.
“Yes my Lady.” Millicent and Tracey respond in unison.
Luna-
I am sitting in my bathtub and watching my toes wiggle at the other end of the bubbled filled landscape. I am not really watching the time, but I am sure Minty will tell me when I should get out and start to get dressed. Unlike Blaise, my elves seem to really like Ronald, and they are all excited for this little date tonight.
I have been sitting in this tub since I got home from work, trying to decide if I am excited for tonight. Somewhere deep down in my stomach I feel the little flutters of nerves like I used to feel whenever he was around. I am finally going on a date with a man who I have liked since forever. Another part of me feels like somehow I am betraying Blaise, not that I have ever made him any sort of promise of exclusivity. Then there is the third part of me, the part that thinks I should kick all men out of my life. I have so much I have to do, so many people I have to help, there is no time for romance in my life.
“Misses must get out now or she will be late for Mr. Ronald.” Minty says from the other side of my bathroom door.
“Is he here yet?” I ask as I stand and wrap my towel around my form before getting out of the tub.
“Oh Mr Ronald has been here since this afternoon Misses, he is cooking.” She tells me in a disapproving tone.
“I am sure he is doing just fine.” I tell her as I open the door and work very hard not to laugh at the expression on her face.
“He won’t let Muffin or Mop help!” Minty tells me and throws her hands in the air.
“I am sure it will be fine Minty.” I tell her and realize I am glad to have someone else to calm down so I am not thinking about my own worries.
I dress in a simple blue sundress and a wrap to cover my shoulders before I look in the mirror. I smile and push the long blond strands out of my face. I feel like I haven’t seen this girl in the mirror in years, but I know it has only been months.
“This should be okay for tonight, right?” I ask and turn around to look at Minty.
“Oh, Misses, Minty thinks Misses looks beautiful.” The small elf says with awe.
“Thank you Minty.”
I head down to see if my date is ready and find Ronald standing in the main hall with a basket and blanket hung over his arm. He is wearing clean robes that are a bit too large for him, but I decide not to wonder where he got them from.
He is looking at me like I am the dawn and it makes me want to look away. “What is so interesting?” I ask him somewhat shyly.
He just looks at me with his mouth open like some kind of wish without answering.
“Ronald? Are you alright?” I ask and touch his shoulder.
“You’re… you… wow… you… umm… you’re” He mumbles like he can’t think of the next word.
“I’m what?” I ask to try to get him over the brain error he seems to be having.
“Beatiful.” he finally settles on and clears his throat. “You look lovely tonight Luna.” he adds and offers his free arm.
“Thank you Ronald, you look very dashing yourself.” I tell him as I take the offered arm.
“You know most people call me Ron.” he points out as he takes me out to the back porch.
“But you name is Ronald.” I tell him and wonder why he needs to be reminded of this.
“That is true, but it sounds so formal when you say it like that.” he tells me while he leads me down one of the garden paths.
“Does it make you feel uncomfortable when I say your whole name?” I ask him as I try to get to the bottom of why he is bringing all this up.
“Sort of..” he starts and sets the basket down on the path so he can turn and look me in the eyes. “I don’t want to be formal with you Luna, we are on a date.”
I smile at him and nod. “Okay Ron, I will stop calling you by your full name.”
“Thank you.”
The rest of the date was nice. We walked for a little while longer and talked about old teachers and friends. He made me laugh more than I have laughed in over a year, and it felt good to leave the world behind for those few hours.
When we made our way back up to the house Ron stopped by the back door and looked down at me a bit sheepishly. “I’ll come by as soon as I can.” He tells me and timidly lifts a hand to cup my cheek.
I nod and smile up at him as I wonder if he will get enough guts to even kiss me tonight. “Are you sure you would not like to come in for some tea?” I ask to give him a small opening.
“Oh…” he starts and looks into the house before he shakes his head. “I shouldn’t…” he says and lets his words hang as if he wants to add something but decides not to.
“Big day tomorrow?” I press as I want to know what is taking him away after our night together.
“Yeah… Maybe they will even let your write about this one.” He says and smiles, before he notices his hand is still on my cheek. “I’ll come check on you soon.” he says again and after a moment hesitation and leans down and kisses me sweetly on the lips.
I can’t help but compare it to the only other real kiss I have had. Ron’s kiss his sweet and slow, where Blaise’s had been full of heat and lust. I can’t really decide which kiss I like more, but I do like them both.
When he pulls away, I am left feeling cold and empty, and he is turning a bright red color.
“See you soon.” he says and steps away into the darkness of the night.
Daphne-
“These two rooms will be yours.” I tell the women in front of me. “I will leave it to you as to who gets which room.” I say because I don’t really care. They really are nearly exactly the same.
“You must tell us Daphne, now that it is just us, how did you manage to train her so well?” Tracey asks as she looks into each room I have shown them. She sneers a bit as she realizes they are not as big as Ginny’s.
“You should learn one thing right now Tracey.” I say in a friendly tone. “The walls of Hogwarts still has ears, and the Dark Lord does not like people disrespecting his consort.”
“How does it feel to be replaced by a blood traitor anyway?” she asks completely ignoring my last statement.
“I was never replaced by my Lady.” I say and straighten my back. “I was the Dark Lord’s Mistress, never his consort.” I say with a forced smile.
“Mistress, consort, it all means the same thing doesn’t it?” She says with a wave of her hand as she picks the room with the bigger windows and stands in front of the door so Millicent knows she has staked her claim.
“Oh no, a Mistress is purely a sexual partner for when the Dark Lord wished to release his stress. He fully plans to marry his consort.” I say plainly. “And she has been his consort since he won this war.”
“You think the Dark Lord is going to marry that blood traitor? You have got to be kidding me. Maybe he just needs to find something with a better pedigree.” She says and straightens her own back.
I laugh and shake my head as I realize her game. “A better pedigree? Weasley is one of the great Houses of England.”
“Was one of the great Houses. Now they are all poor blood traitors. Davis on the other hand is a minor House, but we are rich and connected to Malfoy family by marriage.”
“Seven generations ago maybe.” I say and shake my head. “And I really don’t think the Weasley line has to worry about money so much any more.” I say and shake my head. “But we shall see. Good night girls, you should be ready to join me in her room by seven tomorrow morning.” I say and walk back to my own room before I can hear any more of Tracey’s bull.
When I open my own door I find Draco already sitting on my bed. He is wearing nothing but black slacks and I feel my throat tighten at the sight of his bare chest.
“Draco?” I force the word out wondering what he is up to. He just smiles at me and stands. He closes the door I left open and takes both my hands into his.
“I thought I could just… hold you?” he offered and he is looking into my eyes, waiting for a reaction.
I relax a bit as I realize he is not looking for more from me yet. When I nod he smiles and brings my hands to his lips so he can kiss them softly. I know he is trying to help me heal, but it still feel so strange to have someone in my life that cares about me as much as he does.
“Tracey may be more of a problem than I thought.” I tell him as I pull away from him so I can get ready for bed.
“Oh?” he asks and sits back down on my bed.
“She has her eyes on the Dark Lord.” I say as I remove jewelry and take down pins in my hair.
“I thought she was with Pucey? They’ve been together since fourth year, I figured they were already engaged.”
I shake my head. “I thought so too, but you should have heard the questions she was asking me tonight. She is ambitious.”
Draco chuckles and shakes his head. “She will just be making trouble for herself, the most she will get out of that line of thought is a position as his Mistress.”
“He wouldn’t treat her like he did me.” I tell him stiffly as I brush my hair.
“What makes you say that?” Draco asks.
“It is a minor line, but Davis is a noble line. She wouldn’t be a common whore.” I say in a tone without emotion.
“Than she would be completely useless to him.” Draco to reassure me. “He needs someone to take his sick desires out on so that he doesn’t do it to our Lady. If he wouldn’t feel it proper to abuse Tracey she would not even make a good Mistress.”
I take in a deep breath and looked back at him. “She still may be a problem. I am going to keep an eye on her. How was your meeting with her new guard?” I ask curiously.
“Warrington and Pucey will make fine guards. Nott seems to think he is above our Lady, but I will beat that out of him. Weasley on the other hand, I don’t even know what to do with him.”
“Not listening to you?” I ask as I get up and to find myself pajamas to dress in.
“Well he seems to be, but he has this bloody smirk the whole time like he is about to pull something.” Draco says with a sigh.
“Maybe that is just his face?” I offer with my own smile. I go into the bathroom to change and brush my teeth and when I come back out he is frowning at me. “What?”
“Why did you make Weasley happen?” he asks with a sigh.
I take my head and stand at the foot of the bed for a moment. “We need to try and make her family a part of her life Draco, it is the only way she is truly going to accept who she needs to become.”
He motions for me to join him on the bed as he speaks. “I can see where that plan works, but did we really have to start with a twin? His very nature is to make trouble.”
I smile at him as I crawl up his form. “He knows what trouble will get him, and his sister.” I remind Draco as I settle in his arms.
He holds me close and lets me rest my head on his chest. I like this feeling, I feel safe, protected.
“We will see, I just don’t want her freaking out when he is given over to my aunt and tortured until he wishes he were dead.” Draco said and I can hear the deep frown in his voice.
I close my eyes and listen to the beating of his heart. “We will worry about that when it happens.” I tell him softly.
The next thing I know, the room is dark and Draco is still holding me in the bed. I have moved so he is spooning my back. His hard chest pressed against my form makes me smile. It takes me a moment to realize what woke me. In his sleep Draco’s hand moved to my breast, and his thumb is making slow circles around a sensitive spot.
I tence for a moment before I realize I am not panicking. I smile and close my eyes again. I relax in his arms and just enjoy the soft caress.
Ginny-
I have spent the last two days listening to my maids talk about clothes and eligible boys within the Empire. I am more than glad to be going back to class in the morning and I have to wonder how I am going to deal with their chatter for much longer.
When there is a knock on my door I it takes all the will I possess not to jump up and answer it myself. It is Tracey who rises to see who has come to visit me.
I see Tom in the doorway smile to my maid and she blushes and smiles back in a way that confuses me.
“My Lord, we did not think you would be visiting us this evening.” She says in what can only be described as a sultry tone.
“I have come to invite your Lady to supper.” He answers in a dismissive tone.
I rise and smile at Tom, glad to have any reason to be away from these two nitwits. “I will join you if it pleases you my Lord.” I tell him and he smiles at me as if I am on the menu tonight.
“Good, why don’t you join me now.” he says and holds a hand out for me.
“Yes my Lord.” I say and glance at Daphne to gauge if I am doing the right thing. She smiles at me and gives a ever so slight nod before we leave the room.
“You need the approval of your maid to join me for supper?” Tom asks as the door is closed.
“I am still learning the etiquette of this life you have put me in my Lord.” I say and and hold my chin up as he leads me to the main chamber instead of the dining room. “Where are we going?” I ask after a moment.
“I thought a change of scenery would be nice, I am taking you out.” he says in a oh so pleased voice. “Has you head maid mentioned my request to you?’ he asks as he leads me up into the castle.
“You want a sample of my magic, freely given.” I say to make sure we are talking about the same thing.
“Yes, I require it so we can be intimate without being interrupted again.” he tells me as if someone has just stepped into the room while we were having sex.
“Nothing comes free my Lord.” I say as I wish to put it off for as long as I possibly can.
“Of course not, what would you like?’ he asks and I can tell he is smiling.
I smile myself before I use the words he once said to me. “That isn’t how the game is played my Lord, I want an offer from you.”
He chuckles and shakes his head. “You are learning very well my lioness.” he says in an almost loving way. It makes my skin crawl and my stomach flip all at once.
“Thank you my Lord.” I say and glance around to notice other students looking at us as we pass in the hall. I notice Dean Thomas frowning at us and I remember the days when I was on Dean’s arm.
“You know I could have him put in one of the camps with the other mudbloods.” Tom says when he sees me looking. “He has no proof he is a halfblood.”
“Why would you even know that much about him my Lord?” I ask and I start to panic a little that I drew unwanted attention to my old friend.
“I have gotten files on all your past lovers.” He says as if it were obvious.
“I would hardly call Dean my lover, my Lord. You have seen much more of me than he ever will.” I say in a soft tone.
“Very true, but he has kissed you many more times than myself, and I find that it makes me jealous.” Tom says in a bored tone.
“There is really no reason to be jealous my Lord, that ended long before you.” I tell him and I am glad with each step we take away from my ex. “He hates me now.” I add for good measure.
“He may hate you, but he still desires you.” He points out.
“But you said you liked the fact that other men desire what is yours.” I counter which makes Tom smile.
“I did at that. And you are mine, body and soul.” he says in a tone that makes me shiver. “How is your brother dealing with that fact?” He asks in a knowing way.
“Honestly, it is something that will take him some time to deal with my Lord, but he won’t make any trouble.” I say even though I am unsure of it.
“I am sure he won’t.” Tom says with a chuckle as we walk down to the front gate. “A carriage will be taking us into London.” he says as I shiver in the night air.
“Am I really going into London shoeless my Lord?” I ask as my feet meet cold ground.
“Yes.” He says in a conversation ending tone.
We are both quiet for a long time and when he speaks again we are already half way to London. “For a sample of your magic I am willing to give you a voice in our council meetings.” he says with a smile.
Votes are called for whenever the Tom wishes for the real input of the others in the council. He always has final say, but he puts weight in what those closest to him think. A vote would mean real political sway and I know what Daphne would tell me to do in this moment.
“A vote, and your support on my Property Protection Act.” I say trying to get as much as I can out of this favor he wants.
He frowns and rubs his chin. “I have seen it mentioned in Miss Greengrass’ reports. You wish to enact a law that will forbid wizards from needlessly bringing harm to their slaves?”
“Yes my Lord. I am sure you understand my reasons for the law, but besides that it will help protect what will become valuable assets for the Empire.” I repeat Daphne’s words.
“I will put my support behind it, but only if we agree on the final draft.” he says, and I know it is as much as I will get.
“Then you have a deal my Lord.” I say and a slow smile spreads across his face.
Luna-
The date with Blaise was actually sort of surprising. He took me to dinner and dancing, which I had actually sort of expected. He was his usual charming self, but he was also very sweet, and more of a gentleman than I have ever seen him be before. When he took me home he gave me a chaste kiss on the corner of my mouth and left without a single lewd remark for the entire night. It was sort of refreshing, but also had me wondering what his plan was and where this new tactic was leading.
It is Monday morning and I have a few errands to run before I head into work. I got up early so I wouldn't be late, and by the time I get Diagon Alley only the other shopkeepers are awake. I pick up a few things I need for the office and am heading to the Quibbler when two wizards almost fall out of a doorway in front of me.
I move to step around them when I realize one of the wizards is Rookwood, and by the strong smell of firewhisky coming from him and his friend I would say they have been drinking all night.
I quicken my step to get away from the two as quickly as I can when something catches my wrist.
“I know you…” Rookwood says and eyes me for a moment. “Hey.. hey.. Bast… This is the twit I was telling you about.” he tells his friend and tightened his hold on my wrist.
I pull my want out with my free and and aim the tip just under his chin. “Would you kindly let me go.” I ask softly, trying to get free without upsetting him too much.
“Well she looks like a pretty little lamb.” The other wizard answered. “But seems like too much witch for you.”
He growls at his friends words and tosses me to the ground like I am a rag doll. My wand, which I was holding much too tightly gos flying from my hand.
“Just going to have to teach the slag a lesson.” he says before he follows me to the ground.
I roll over and work on crawling in the direction of my wand. A moment later he grabs my shoulder and with one strong pull turns me over onto my back. “I think it is time I show little Miss Prude what she has been missing.” He says and I hear a cruel chuckle come from his friend.
“Get off of me!” I yell as loudly as I can and try to push him away, but his body is like dead weight on top of mine.
“Shhh, little girl, you are going to like this.” he said and I can feel one of his hands searching to get under my clothes.
I feel the cold breath of a man very far away on my neck and when I look up I see red snake like eyes. I start to fight with the man on top of me with all my strength. All I can think of is getting him away, getting him off.
When I feel a sudden burst of energy from the same place my magic comes from the world goes dark. I float in the calmness for what feels like hours, and when I come back to the work everything is so much more severe than it was before.
I sit up and look to see what happened, and when my eyes fall upon what looks like a dead Rookwood, with his friend kneeling above him my whole body tightens with dread.
“Is he…?” I start to ask unable to move from the spot on the ground.
“Yes.” The man Rookwood had called Bast says before he pushes down his hood and looks over at me.
“I didn’t mean it, I don’t even have my wand.” I tell him as I am simultaneously dealing with the fact that I somehow just killed someone, and what that means for my own life. When I see the thin man’s face I know I have seen it before.
“Oh I know exactly what you meant to do little lamb.” He says and then turned to cast a few spells over the body. “Go now, you were never here.” he adds and turns to smirk at me. ‘We will talk about this later.”
Daphne-
I can see Ginny is getting antsy with the conversation over the last few days, but she has been on her best behavior. She mostly only speaks when she has to, which may be for the best. Though they do not have thrilling interests it is still better for the other women to feel at home here.
When there is a knock on the door I motion for Tracey to answer it and go back to studying Ginny. If something doesn't happen soon she is going to jump out of her skin.
I glance to the door and see that the Dark Lord has come to visit, I bow my head but I keep a close eye on Tracey as she interacts with our leader. She smiles at him and blushes like a first year virgin to try and get his attention, but his eyes find his Lady and he sees no one else.
“My Lord, we did not think you would be visiting us this evening.” Tracey says in an attempt to get him to even look at her.
“I have come to invite your Lady to supper.” He answers in a dismissive tone. It takes great strength for me not to laugh right in her face as she pouts slightly.
Ginny nearly jumps out of her seat and is actually smiling at the Dark Lord, she must be even more bored than I thought. “I will join you if it pleases you my Lord.” She tells him almost happily which makes him smile.
“Good, why don’t you join me now.” he says and holds a hand.
“Yes my Lord.” She answers and glances to me, obviously making sure she is doing the right thing. I give her a smile and a slight nod to make my message clear.
As the door is closing I almost laugh when I hear the Dark Lord ask “You need the approval of your maid to join me for supper?”
“What exactly does he see in her?” Tracey snaps as she comes back to the sofa where she had been sitting before.
“You do not want the honest answer to that question.” I tell her and shake my head. “You do not want me to remember you even asked it. You are in service to her now Tracey, you need to start remembering your place.” I warn her.
“So you really expect us to take this lady’s maid thing seriously?” Tracey asked with a sneer then looked to Millicent for backup at how ridiculous I sounded.
“Yes.” I tell her and smile as Millicent glances up to us then goes back to the magazine she is reading.
“But she is a Weasley! She isn’t even a citizen!” Tracey says and throws her hands into the air.
“She is the Dark Lord’s consort. It makes her more important than any of us so deal with it Tracey.” Millicent finally puts in her two knuts. “Everyone here can tell you are trying out for the job, just be glad the Lady has not noticed herself.”
“What is she going to do to me? Pout?” Tracey asks and straightens her back. “The real question is why aren't you two on my side?”
“Adrian is a nice guy.” Millicent says without a pause for thought.
Both Tracey and I look at her as if she has two heads. Unfortunately for Tracey she recovers first and is soon standing in front of the much taller and broader girl.
“If you think you have a chance why don’t you just try to get his attention away from me?” She asked with her arms crossed over her chest.
“You think he hasn’t noticed how much you primp whenever the Dark Lord is around?” Millicent asked as she stood up to tower over the other girl. “You are not going to have his attention much longer. Oh and you should know the Dark Lord hasn’t looked at you once, let alone twice since we started here.”
“That is enough.” I say before this turns into a real fight. “Both of you should start to seriously think about what your next step is. Our Lady has given you both a very valuable opportunity here, you should try not to waste it.”
“Seriously Daphne, I need to know…” Tracey starts and turns all her attention back to me. “What happen? Why are you so… loyal?” She asks as if it is a dirty word.
I sigh and shake my head as I decide how much I should tell them. “She holds my life in her hands.” I tell her and look directly into her eyes when I add. “And if you stay on this road you insist on going down, you are going to find yourself in the same position.”
Tracey huffs and rolls her eyes. “May I go? It is Adrian’s night off, and he wanted to take me out.” She asked like the last conversation never happened.
“Go, I am sure our Lord will be keeping his Lady out late.” I say just to rub in that he is with Ginny and not her.
With another huff she walks out and leaves me alone with Millicent. I turn to the larger girl and smile. “Do you want him?” I ask curiously.
“Will you make fun of me if I say yes?” She asks a bit hesitantly.
“No, I will help you get him.” I answer with a smile. “She needs to be knocked down a few pegs, and if you plan to serve our Lady loyally, you will need a suitable husband.” I say and smile more as she smiles.
“I want him.” She says and looks down sheepishly. “I don’t think I am his type.”
“Millicent you are still thinking of yourself like you were back in second year when you were bigger than all the boys.” I say as I start to make plans for her in my head. “I am sure that is no longer true.” She was still tall for a girl, but she did not tower over the men any longer. “You have plenty I can work with.” I tell her firmly.
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