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Let\'s Call it a Truce	By : LLCoyote Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 9651 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Poter, I make no money off of this. I write for fun. This wonderful series of books is written by the fantastic JK Rowling.

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Wow how did I write over 2000 words about walking to breakfast and eating? The fuck if I know. As an FYI this chapter may be dry to those looking for pure smut, but this isn't a pure smut story. Its about the journey of two people dealing with a terrible situation and the consequences of their actions. Eventually it will all turn out like a nice little Disney movie and love with rule because I'm a disgusting romantic like that. However even for me I can admit how some people wouldn't want to hear all about Mai and her snarky opinions of her new life. I hope you read it, but this chapter is SKIPABLE! Anywho on another matter than you for any reviews. If there is something you hate or see missing from this story let me know! I'm new to writing the sex scenes instead of reading them. The only condition is I WILL NOT tone it down. There will be more rape, and Mai will end up having sex with at least one other person, possibly two and maybe at the same time, if you don't like it you don't have to read it.

The next chapter will have Draco and some actual excitement I promise XD

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Mai turned away from him as soon as he let her go and pulled his deflated cock from her pussy. She felt worn, sticky, dirty, and over all used. It was quickly becoming evident that her new spouse was dangerous and apparently had no regard for her in the slightest. Everything was going to be about him, that much she was sure about. It took everything she had not to yelp as he pressed his lips against her shoulder and down her back. Did he want more? How could he possibly want more already?! Mai wasn't really sure she had any more to give.

His hand went down to stroke her lower lips gently and she felt him stiffen behind her. He'd been rough with her, but she shouldn't have bled that much. She heard him gulp and felt the weight in the bed shift as he sat up. "You were... a virgin." He mumbled, wiping his hand off on his own leg. This was something new. Draco had never taken a bloody virgin in his life. He sure as hell wasn't pure and hadn't expected his wife to be. Mai stiffened, trying to keep her temper from bristling against him. "Yes, indeed I was." She whispered hatefully. She most certainly wasn't anymore. Her virtue really had nothing to do about standards or anything of that sort. She had been training to become a sha-woman and had high hopes of knocking her mother right off of the mountain she worked in. Claiming it as her own space. Nothing could have made her happier than that. However spiritual leaders weren't aloud to have unwed sex. Mai had never planned to get married so naturally she had never had nor planned to have sex.

Draco was breathing heavily behind her, almost as if he were the one panicking or in pain. Like she cared. If he would have no manners with her then she would act just the same to him. Without another word Draco left the room with a slam of the large door, leaving Mai to lay in the dark clutching a broken collar bone and crying herself to sleep.

Throbbing pain awoke her. Without remorse or care for her it spurred her tired body awake, only to find Draco wasn't there. At least she had something to be happy about. Mai laid there trying to relax and just let the pain flow. She'd always been told that pain was the worst when you fought it. A low rumbling groan left the back of her throat and permeated the silent room with sound. To her left she heard a pop. Perhaps to human ears it would have been soft but for her the sound was fairly loud and extremely annoying. Worst of all it was the same noise Draco had make when he made that awful teleporting thing happen... which meant he was back. She forced her head off of the pillows in a quick and painful jerk which only served to make her yelp out in pain. Since she'd awoke the pain had lessened except for her pussy and broken bone. The fast action of looking in panic and fear for her husband had done nothing but cause her shoulder to make a nasty crunching sound as the bone scraped against itself and more torment to her abused areas.

To her surprise it was not Draco. It wasn't even a human at all. In fact, she'd have rather it been Draco or anyone else for that matter. There not five feet from her stood a brakkxen elf, dressed in a potato sack and watching her with wide green eyes. An ELF! Did this man have no respect for her at all? Better yet for himself and his own house? "Hello Missus my name is bein' Yidya and I's be your per-" It stopped to scream as Mai threw a large burning candle toward it's head. "You vile disgusting creature!" She hissed, rolling off of the bed and pressing her injured arm close to her side that best that she could, though the control she had over her left arm was now minimal at best. "Yidya is-is sorry Missus p-p-please settle do- AHHHH" The tiny elf ran as she picked up and threw Draco's glass tumbler, barely missing the elf and hitting the fire place. It shattered violently. "Yidya is supposed to help Missus dress! Master commands it!" The tiny elf cried, still running from an enraged Mai. It jumped up and grabbed the door handle, flinging it open and running down the hall as Mai barrenly limped after it. Once she was sure it was gone she returned to the room.

No sooner had she taken a seat on the bed did the nasty little bitch pop up again. That noise was REALLY starting to piss her off. "Mu-must help Missus dress!" She shouted fearfully. She snapped her fingers and a pair of blue and grey robes appeared in front of Mai.They appeared to be extremely comfortable and casual, as if they were made specifically for morning wear. The girl physically snarled at her and flicked her ears. If these damned bands hadn't have stolen her magic then she would have burn them and the elf to ash! The shaking creature approached her timidly, "Yidya will leave if the Missus puts on her robes. She will take the Missus down for foods." The elf was shaking by now, on the verge of tears. The prospect of food was tempting for Mai, and there was little she could physically do to the offending 'vermin'. With a dejected sigh Mai used her right hand to point to the bed beside her. "You listen here you disgusting, miserable excuse for a living creature, put those robes here, do not touch them, or me and wait for me outside or so help me I will rip you apart with my good hand!" She screamed in a heated display of her temper. The elf floated the robes over onto the bed and ran for the still open door, closing it harder than intended.

With a great deal of effort Mai managed to get back on her feet. Before her adrenaline and anger had spurred her on and caused her to forget all pain. That luxury was now gone. Mai groaned, she hadn't bathed and the feeling of his semen on her thighs made Mai want to hurl but as her eyes drifted to the bathroom she noticed a new door, that was locked. With an angry growl of frustration Mai made her way to the bed and put on the robes slowly. It hurt but Mai managed some how. The robes were nothing like her clothes, that Draco had taken off somewhere. These robes were long and flowed behind her in an annoying fashion as she walked. The cotton was soft against her skin but covered far too much of her. Mai had grown up in a society where showing skin didn't matter. Modesty didn't exist. She'd seen people have sex right in front of her that were twice her age but it never bothered her. Clothes were for function, protecting you from disgusting perverts and any nasty bug that would attach itself to your most sensitive parts. They also served to keep you from burning or scratching in such valuable and fragile places. However the islands she'd lived on were scorching hot. They wore as little as possible at all times and rarely strayed from the shade for too long. These robes made her feel confined and... irritated. Was this how all wizards dressed? Odd creatures. They let elves in thief house and wore clothes that not only covered almost all of you, but still flowed around unnecessarily behind you. Such silliness would get you killed in her homeland. Predators would take kindly to the hindering robes as you could not defend yourself nor make a quick run without getting caught. There was little she could do about it though. Mai was hungry and knew the elf wouldn't go until she did what she was told. Not to mention Draco's temper if he found she'd refused to wear what he'd said.

She made her way slowly over to the door in her bare feet and threw it open. The elf jumped about four feet in fear. Would she attack again? When she didn't leap for the creature it sighed and surveyed her. It's eyes stopped on her bare feet. "I has laid shoes for Missus too." She said pointedly, making a motion to where they lay by the door. The gleam of determination in her eye was quickly squashed when Mai put her foot straight into Yidya's belly. "If I don't wanna wear shoes I ain't wearing them. Now show me where the food is. You're damn lucky I even put on these terrible robes! " She muttered the last part and followed in pursuit of the running elf down the stairs. It was smart enough to stay out of striking range, for the woman would have struck again without any other reason but her malice for the species. It waved her on, it's feet making an annoying sound against the marble stairs and echoing across the room. From a main window above her Mai could see that first light had just nearly passed and it was still early in the morning. Suddenly she stopped in her tracks. "Oi," She said bluntly, pining for the elf's attentions. It turned to look at the new Madam Malfoy and bowed respectfully, "Y-yes m-ma'am?" She stuttered. When Mai stared off into space with a solemn expression the elf felt secure enough to rise and look at her. "Will... my husband be there?" She asked skeptically. Mai wasn't stupid, she knew that there was no getting around having to see her husband eventually but she was hungry and upset and over all just in a foul mood. The stuttering elf didn't help. "Oh noes, Master Draco has left with Elder Master Lucius to the ministry for works. Only ones heres is Missus Malfoy and Missus Mai... unless Master Snape has returned from business last night then Yidya would not know of his arrival and he may be heres." The last part was said quite fondly, as if she enjoyed this 'Snape'. Mai personally didn't like anything that sounded so close to snake. In their land anything that's belly drug the ground was an earth crawler and earth crawlers barely meant any good. When Mai didn't respond to her statement at all the elf turned and waved a tiny hand for her to follow again, surprisingly she obeyed and descended the steps without protest.

The glass French doors to the dining hall were wide open, and the smell of food made Mai in a much better mood than before. She cradled her arm more firmly across her belly with her good arm and stepped into the room. A very sour looking Narcissa was sipping tea on the other side of the room. Upon seeing Mai her face formed into a tight smile, while tense it seemed sincere. Her mood brightened considerably at the face of the young Madam Malfoy strolling into the hall... then it fell as it looked her over. Draco had been rough with her, exceedingly so it appeared. Large bruises were on her neck and one over her eye where he had slapped her, she was limping from vaginal pain, and cradling her arm like a new born. The older Madam stood and walked from a plush leather chair by the window to the table, piled high with food. She took a seat and waited for Mai to do the same. Trying to be nice, the elf went to pull out her chair and stupidly got too close to the moody woman, earning an extremely hard smack across the face from her tail before sitting in the chair and allowing her arm to lay limply in her lap. Narcissa wasn't gentle or sweet with the elves but felt the need to say something, "Did she do something to upset you?" The elder woman said. Mai brought her eyes up from the odd food on the table and flattened her ears, "She was born and in my presence, do I need further reason?" She snapped, eyeing the weird foods again. Rarely did she eat such things. Fish and small game were her main prey, along with stolen bird eggs, rarely were any of them cooked and if they were it was over a stick on the fire, nothing like this spread of food. From poached eggs to waffles and baked breads Mai knew none of it. "Please, eat. I'm sure Draco tired you out last night." She said almost suggestively. Mai sniffed the weird contents of her drink, it was not water and Mai wasn't sure it was safe. She tested the orange liquid with a swipe of her tongue and snorted at the taste. Most importantly it was safe.

"Yes." She said in a clipped reply to the statement. Finally her eyes rested on some salmon, familiar ground at last! Though it wasn't her favorite, Mai was happy to rest her eyes on something not completely foreign. She put only it on her plate and picked up her fork. Though scarcely used, Mai did in fact know what basic utensils were. "Is... everything alright with the food?" Mrs. Malfoy asked, fearing the elves had cooked wrong. She had them make everything because she hadn't known what Mai liked. She herself hated salmon and hadn't sampled it. Gently Mai took the smallest of bites and attempted to shrug. The fork fell to the plate with a clang and a loud yelp rang through the room as she clutched her shoulder. "Oh dear! Oh, just relax." She said standing from her seat and rushing to Mai. It was obvious the girl was skeptical about her touch, but said nothing. Finally after a few moments of intense stabbing pains Mai took a deep breath and relaxed. The witch wasn't sure how to help as she knew not a one healing spell and Lucius was the only one that kept up with the potions. She would call for an elf, but that was obviously not a wise decision. As she sat back down and took a drink of tea she looked to the girl, hoping for conversation. When none came Narcissa pushed it, "So you don't like house elves?" She said softly, staring at Mai far too long for her comfort. "House elves?" Mai asked with a slight tilt of her head. "Yes, the elves. You obviously didn't like Yidya and she's a very agreeable young elf. Draco gave her specifically to you as a present. To cheer you up." She said with a smile. Mai growled and took a drink of the orange liquid in her cup, it left her thirsty but she again said nothing of it. "It figures tormenting someone would be a gift that I get off all the bleeding people... and I don't know what you're talking about. In my land that terribly offensive creature is called a brakkxen elf and they are disgusting." She hissed, finally unable to take any more Mai started to pick up pitchers and look for something else to drink.

"Well... why are they so terrible?" She countered, the woman was pushing her luck with Mai and her questions. "Because they torment people, have poor hygiene, attack and kill young children for their potions and are over all the scum of the earth. I do not want to talk about this now." She said sternly, closing all hope for further discussion. Mai liked the mornings most of the time, but right now was a not so much. The sound of footsteps behind her made her turn an ear to listen to the clearly human guest. It must be the 'Snape' the elf referred to. "Severus! Good morning." Narcissa said, happy to have someone else in the room with them.
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