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Loyalties	By : Gemma Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 4262 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Malfoy makes his intentions clear.

The next day, Thea found herself feeling better. For the first time in three weeks she got a decent amount of sleep without having to resort to potions and magic. She even managed to concentrate in classes, which was just as well since Tuesdays were when she had Arithmancy, and after her recent high grades she was determined not to let herself slip.

She was in such a good mood that when Anna nna gave her a false smile at the prompting of Malfoy, Thea returned it with a cheery, if somewhat mocking, wave. Adrianna looked furious, but Malfoy smiled smugly obviously assuming that everything within the ranks of Slytherin was now fine. That particular thought made Thea laugh out loud.

The end of the school day finally arrived, and Thea managed a hearty meal. When Thea was calm she could eat, otherwise she was a girl whose anxieties went straight to her stomach. As she was leaving the Slytherin dining table she hefted up some rolls, chicken and cake to take back to the dorm. Sandra laughed delightedly at her friend's enthusiasm. It wasn't a Slytherin trait to appear concerned for one's friends, but Sandra had been worried by the hollow look around Thea's eyes and the baggy look of her robes. But, Sandra thought happily as she watched Thea walk out the dining room, whatever was bothering her must have been sorted. She turned back to her dinner and the others, not noticing as Malfoy slipped out of the door, his eyes trained intently on Thea's back.

Back at the dorm Thea pushed some cake crumbs from her desk and pulled out her Arithmancy textbook; best get some extra work done, she thought to herself.

After a while Thea was sure she heard a sound out in the corridor. She would have ignored it, but it was a stealthy sound as if someone was purposefully trying to be silent, and that put her on edge. Carefully she walked to the door, wand in hand, and then yanked it suddenly open. Malfoy stood in her doorway, an arrogant smile on his handsome face.
'Thea.' He breathed, his breath brushing the strands of hair back from her face.
'We need to talk. Now.'
Thea did not like his tone, and would have slammed the door in his face, but she knew that wouldn't be wise, especially considering a certain letter that was constantly on her mind.
'Of course, Draco. Do come in.' She kept her voice light and even. He smirked as his eyes lit on the clothes, including underwear, thrown across her bed.
'My, my.' His voice felt like ice creeping down her back and she resisted the urge to shiver in disgust. 'And I thought you were so organised, even slightly dull.' He lifted a lacy red bra from off the bed with the tip of his wand.
'But this is anything but dull.' His eyebrows rose suggestively and his voice grew honey-smooth and seductive.
'Maybe you could wear this for me sometime.'
'What do you want, Malfoy?' Her voice was cold. He had ruined her good mood and now she was angry.
Before she knew it he was there in front of her, his face so close to hers, his body pushing forwards, closing the small distance between them. She wanted more than anything to recoil, but she knew how to play these little power games, and so instead she stood tall, her head up as she looked him in his blue eyes. He was almost the exact same height as her, and she had a clear view of his frosty, sparking eyes.
'My Lord will wish to see you soon. He will demand it. Maybe it is time we grew more accustomed to each other's presence.' His voice was low, dangerous. Thea stood very still, yet she would not look away from his gaze. He ran his left hand up her arm.
'We could make a powerful team.'

Thea kept her gaze level. 'Draco, you're father might have a powerful position in the DeathEaters, but so does mine. I recognise your importance as a fighter of the cause, but that is as far as our relationship will ever go.'
His hand paused it's trail along her arm, and an angry frown creased his 'oh so perfect' forehead.
'Are you telling me that you do not want me as a lover? I could teach you many things.' Here he leaned in until his lips were against her ear.
'Things you could only dream of.' His hand reached down and she knew he was attempting to feel under her robes.
'Malfoy.' Her voice was cold, yet seductive. Now it was her turn to breathe quietly against his ear. She noticed a triumphant smile curving his lips.
'I wouldn't sleep with you if you were the last man on earth.' And then just to really drive in the knife. 'I'd rather sleep with a Muggle.'

She heard him hiss in ear and then felt his hand close around her right wrist. He yanked it to the side roughly, and she dropped her wand, which he trapped under his foot so she could not call it to her. He continued to squeeze her wrist so hard that it felt as if her bones were grinding together. Thea was determined not to cry out, but when he yanked her arm to pull her forwards, she involuntarily let out a little gasp of pain.

Roughly he threw her on the bed, and she felt the piles of clothes sink under her weight. Before she could move he was there on top of her. His strong hands holding her arms above her head. She balled them into fists wanting so much to smack them into his smug face.

He stared down at her, a dangerous look on his face, and she glared defiantly up at him. His body had hers pinned. She was helpless.
'Mmmm.' Draco practically purred. 'Don't you just look good enough to eat.'
Thea resisted the urge to spit at him.
'Get the hell off me, Malfoy.' She spoke through gritted teeth.
'Oh, I have no intention of doing that just yet.' He laughed leaning down and kissing her face.

She turned her head away, but he simply kissed down her neck. Her stomach was starting to heave at his presence. She wanted him away from her. Her mind was playing over her options, and right now they appeared limited.

She bucked her body violently hoping to get him far enough away from her so that she could slam her knee into his groin. He merely laughed.
'You know.' He drawled. 'That just makes this more enjoyable.'

She lay completely still, gazing up at him furiously. Her hands were going numb he was squeezing her wrists so tight, and she had a horrible fear that he might have fractured her right one.

Thea suddenly smiled up at him, and she noted the look of bemusement in his eyes. 'Acucio Wand.' She called firmly and her wand sprang obediently into her left hand. 'Expelliamus!' She shouted quickly before Malfoy had time for a spell of his own.

Malfoy's body was thrown off her, hitting the floor with a thud. Thea jumped up from the bed facing him, her wand purposefully held down in a neutral position.
'Malfoy.' She said before he had regained his breath to speak.
'I will obey you if I am so instructed by those in positions higher than ours, but I will not be forced into unwanted relationships. And if you touch me again, don't think I'm too afraid to genuinely hurt you.' Her eyes were stony.
'Or even kill you.'

Malfoy was practically steaming there on the floor, but he knew that her father held just as equal amount of power as his own. Thea one day might be able to hurt him without any serious reprimand. But that day was not upon them yet.
Instantly finding the best way to regain his dignity and control, Draco climbed to his feet and demanded arrogantly,
'But you recognise that I am above you, and that my orders must be carried out.'

Thea nodded. 'Of course. Once I am a DeathEater I will recognise that you are my superior.' This was true, but she also knew that it would massage his now very sore ego.
'Good.' And with that he strode out the door, limping very slightly.

Thea stared at the empty doorway for a long time. Finally she walked towards it and closed the door. Shakily she sat down on the edge of her bed. If Malfoy hadn't forgotten about her wand when he threw her on the bed, he could have raped her. No one would dare challenge Draco, at least no one in Slytherin, and they would have been the only ones to have heard her screaming.

Thea suddenly rushed into the bathroom, her body heaving as she threw up into the toilet basin. It seemed to her that slowly her carefully cultivated control was being stripped away. She had to figure out a course of action, and she had to do it soon.
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