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Face of Evil	By : dweek Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Voldemort/Ginny Views: 15163 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Ginny-

I wake up the morning after the ball with a headache and dull pain over my body from where he had hit me. It wasn’t as bad as it had been in the past, and I just have a few bruises here and there. The worst part was the fact Tom decided not to remove the collar.

My dream that night had reflected the experiences of the ball. In the dream I did not defy him, instead I bent to his will easily. He ended up claiming be in front of all his followers as I begged for more. It was not a good dream.

As I open my eyes I realize there is movement in my room and I look over to see Daphne packing most of my wardrobe into boxes. I am distracted from her actions by the way the other girl looks.

She is wearing jeans and a tank top obviously ready for a day for manual labor. Dark bruises bloom on her wrists and upper arms. Bite marks mar her neck and shoulders. She is walking carefully which tell me her visible injuries are not the worst.

She looks up at me as I move in bed and I see dark circles under her eyes from lack of sleep. It also seems as if she could have been crying.

It hits me that any of the visible injuries could easily be healed by magic, and it makes me wonder why she had not done so.

“Are you okay?” I ask as I slip out of bed, unable to keep from worrying about my companion.

She gives me a weak smile and nods. “I am sorry for giving your the champagne last night. It was wrong of me to interfere with your self control.” She said and moved back to her work. “I am to choose new clothes for you to wear over the summer. Until they arrive our Lord has deemed that you can only wear underclothes” She says lightly.

I frown at her apology and realization comes to me. “Tom did this to you?” I ask in a hushed voice and look to the floor. “Because of what I said.”

“Yes.” She replied coldly and straightened her back. “Because of my actions, and yours my position in this castle has changed.” She said and then went back to her work once again.

“Wha...” I start to ask but she cuts me off.

“I won’t talk about it Ginny. Please drop the subject. I will be your companion over the summer, I will just have other duties to attend to as well.”

I let the subject drop and look over to my disappearing clothes. “He already told me about the change to my wardrobe. He said they were a luxury I would have to earn back.” I tell her softly.

“Yes, but at least there are only a few that will actually get to see you.” She said her tone returning to something warmer.

“Our Lord, myself and Draco should be the only people you see this summer.” She tried to comfort me.

“I forgot about Draco. I wish he would take that luxury away from me now.” I say softly. “Last time I saw him he made me.. very uncomfortable.” I admit to the other girl who raises an eyebrow.

“Did he do something that would anger our Lord?” Daphne asked in a hushed tone.

I frown as I thought about the encounter. “I don’t think so, but I am pretty sure he pushed right up to the edge of what Tom would be comfortable with.” I run my hand through my hair and sigh. “I should shower, then I’ll help.” I tell her wanting to have the hot water on my sore body and not think of the new humiliation I will have to suffer soon.

I take my time in the shower and work out as many of the aches in my body as I can. It is strange having the collar on while the water runs over me, I wonder how long I will have to deal with it.

When I get out of the shower I realize Daphne has already packed my robe away. I blush and wrap the towel around me tightly so I can go and look for something I to put on. I tempted to grab my robe from the box while Daphne’s back is turned but I know such an action would affect more than just myself.

I frown and chew on my lip as I watch Daphne’s back. He was hurting the other girl now for things that were completely Ginny’s doing. It made her feel uneasy knowing she was the cause of the other girl’s pain.

Pulling herself out of her thoughts she moved to the drawers to find something she could wear. She slipped into the more boring set she owned, a black plain satin pair of knickers and bra.

“What can I help with?” I ask to let her know I am ready for the day.

She looks up at me and seems to hesitate before she motions to the wardrobe. “You can take things off hangers and I will fold them.” She says with a sigh and we get to work backing up all the beautiful clothes she had picked out for me.

Once we are done with that chore she disappears for a while and I pull the blanket off the bed so I can pull it around me and snuggle up on the sofa.

I place my journal on my lap and start to recount it last night’s dream. Once I am done with that I take out a book that I had already read and start to read it again, just to pass the time. When the door opens I think Daphne has returned from her errands so I don’t bother to turn to look.

“When are the House Elves picking up the boxes?” I ask curiously as I turn the page in my book.

“No idea.” Malfoy says with amusement in his voice.

I turn with a start and pull the blanket up higher on my chest. He doesn’t hide the hack he is taking my revealed skin in. “I had heard you got yourself punished last night my Lady.” he says as he moves into the room and closes the door. “Honestly you do not look as bad as I would have thought.”

I frown at him and narrow my eyes, but then I deflate in guilt. “Daphne took the worst of it last night I think.” I tell him softly.

“Miss Greengrass?” he asks sounding a bit confused.

“She won’t tell me about it but...” As I am about to tell him of her injuries the door opens again.

“That House Elves should be here any minute.” Daphne says before she sees Malfoy and her eyes widen for some reason. “I forgot you has asked to stop by today.” She says as if she had done something wrong. “I’ll leave you guys alone.” She moves to step out into the hall but Malfoy moves to follow her. She holds up a hand and something passes between them that I could not place.

“Maybe we should catch up after I have my meeting with Miss Weasley.” he says carefully and lets her leave. He waits for the House Elves to enter and take the boxes away before he turns back to me.

“We will be starting your lessons next week.” he says taking a seat in one of the armchairs. “With my help they have built you a music room. I have a book I want you to finish before the lesson starts.” he said pulling the book from his robes. “It is on reading music. It will help us set groundwork. How is your singing voice?” he asked all business now.

“Okay.. People’s ears don’t bleed or anything.” I tell him.

“I would like to work with it as well, it would help you understand the notes better.” he explained.

I nod feeling a little more comfortable now that he was being so professional about things.

He gets to his feet and turns to leave. “Oh my Lady I do have one question, why aren’t you wearing any clothes?” He asks smirking back at me.

I straighten my back and take a deep breath. “They are a luxury that I must earn back.”

Luna-

When I return from the ball I find Zabini sitting on my sofa smoking something with green smoke. I frown at him and raise my eyebrow in curiosity.

“Did we have a meeting?” I ask as I move to my bedroom door, I want to get more comfortable.

“I wanted to see how the night went.” he said with a shrug as he got up to follow me. “Did he charm your knickers off?” he asked lightly as I shut my bedroom door in his face.

“No.” I call through the door as I look for something comfortable to put on, he threw out all of my comfortable clothes it seemed these days. ‘We spent most of the night talking about pureblood bloodlines.”

“Ah then he explained you are the last Owl.” he said with a chuckle.

“Owl?” I ask as as I pull on a pair of silk pajama pants and the tank top that goes with it.

“Radcliff, they are known for the owl on their coat of arms.” he said boredly “It is the whole reason you are running this magazine at all.” he laughs

“Because the Dark Lord buys into this noble House crap?” I ask as I open the door and Zabini falls to the ground as he was leaning against it. ‘Are you okay?” I ask with a frown.

He just laughs and looks up at him. “More than.” he says and I realize he can see right up my shirt. I quickly step over him and move into the kitchen.

“It is important to him yes.” Blaise continues with the conversation fro before as he gets up and follows me. “Those of us who are not only pureblood but have nobility have alway had privileges, why stop now? Though I am unsure weather to call him a Slytherin or a Potter now.” he says with a chuckle. “I guess one would have to say he is both.”

‘What are you?” I ask as I start to set up some tea.

“A Zabini, we are an italian line. Malfoy is actually both French and English, but he probably didn’t mention that.” Zabini says with a laugh. “Why didn’t he walk you home, I was hoping to see the sly devil.”

“He has an early day tomorrow.” I tell him as I sit and wait for the water to heat, then I suddenly have a realization. “You were here to stop him from getting into my knickers.” I use his phrase from earlier.

“I don’t know, why?” I ask as the kettle starts to whistle.

I get up and he smirks at me as he answers. “Honestly, we have a bet going. Whoever takes your innocents wins.”

I almost drop the kettle at his words, and blush from head to toe. “How do you two know I am even... innocent?”

He let out a barking laugh at that. “It is written very plainly across your face.”

“Why would you even make a bet like that?” I ask putting the kettle down, shock being replaced by anger.

“Well when we found out you were Radcliff we amused ourselves with the old fairy tale about your family.” he says and gets up so he can finish making the tea for us as I stand there glaring at him. “It is said that the man who takes the virtue of a radcliff heiress gains wisdom and prosperity.”

My eyes widen again and a frown crosses my lips. “That is... If that were true I would have heard about it. My father would have told me.”

Zabini chuckles. ‘What makes you think your father was your mother’s first? Anyway it isn’t like we believed it. It just struck our fancy to find out.”

“Why are you telling me this now?” I ask taking a slow seat back at the table as he pours the tea.

‘Because it is my best interests to win.” He says and sits down across from me.

“It is is it?” I ask and sip my tea. “How do you figure that?”

“If you admit to sleeping with me Draco with probably no longer pursue you.” He says with a knowing smile.

“But then I would have slept with you, how is that in a better place?” I ask confused.

‘Why?” He asks.

‘Why what?”

“Why would you have to sleep with me?” He ask again.

“Because you just... said... you want to cheat. Have me say I slept with you and not actually have done it?” I ask to make sure I understand him.

“I am glad to know you are as quick as ever. You know you would have done well in Slytherin I think.” he says like he thinks it is a compliment.

“No, it took losing a war and my father dying to have me be able to look at the world as a Slytherin does.” I point out to him. “Are these pureblood female lessons part of your original plan to somehow have sex with me?” I ask maing to be clear about his motives.

“No, I still want to finish with that. That is me trying to get in good with the Dark Lord without having to take the Mark.” he says with a wave of his hand. he drops the still lit cigarette into his cup of tea.

“You don’t want the Mark? I thought it was considered an honor?” I ask with confusion.

“I am much too pretty to mar my skin like that.” he says with disgust.

I laugh at his words and shake my head. “So you don’t want to be a Death Eater, but you do wish to be close to the Dark Lord?” I ask wishing to know more about my co worker, and most constant companion.

“Close is a strong word. I wish to be within his favor. The people closest to him have the least amount of freedom.” he says and rubs his chin and then leans forward. “Look Lovegood, are you on board with my plan or not?” he asks suddenly.

“Not.” I say simply.

“You realize then I am going to be forced to seduce you?” he asks like he is challenging me to a duel.

“Why is it so important? What do you win? What would be worth having sex with someone like me?” I ask curiously.

“Besides for the honor of beating th... Someone like you?” he shakes his head as my words hit home with him. “You realize you are rather fuckable now, right?” he asked with a frown and a tilt of his head. “I mean you were always fuckable, but one would more than likely have to tape your mouth shut.”

I look at him as I blush at his words. I am tempted for the first time since the Battle to actually look past the person and into the colors that surround them. I had stopped myself from doing so in the heat of battle, everything was so red and angry that it hurt and confused. Then when the other side won the battle I could feel the sorrow without if having to look. I am afraid of what this new world might look like, so I stop myself from giving into the temptation.

“That is a very interesting compliment.” I decide to say. “But it doesn’t answer my question.”

He chuckles at my deflection. “The honor or rubbing it in Draco’s face, not loosing my favorite stallion, and gaining unlimited access to the Malfoy library.” he says and leans back.

“What happens if I give some other bloke the honor of my... innocence?” I ask wondering if I could lie to them both.

“If I know Draco, the boy wouldn’t survive the night.” he says offhandedly. “Actually I should warn you, you may not want to be seen with any other men that you happen to like. He is rather protective now that people think you are dating.”

She opens her mouth to protest many facts in his statement, but closes it again and just frowns at him.

“He hasn’t been seen twice in public with the same woman since Pansy. He not only brought you to the Malfoy box at the theater, he took you to a very important political event.” Zabini pointed out.

“Why would he care what people think?” She asks and crossed her arms over her chest.

“You know, if you really want so much information you are going to have to pay for it.” Zabini says leaning forward once again. “It doesn’t come cheap either.”

I sigh and take a sip from her tea. “I don’t know how I am ever going to keep my hands off you.” I say in such a deadpan way confusion actually crosses his face as he tries to decide if I am being serious. After a moment he decides that I am not and leans back to pull out a silver cigarette case.

“If we are done talking, can you leave?” I ask as I get up and start to clean up the teacups.

As I am filling the sink with water I suddenly feel the weight of his chest against my back. My whole body tenses in reaction to his presence, he had never invaded my personal space before. One of his hands slip around my waist as the other pulls my hair off my neck.

He breathes softly against ear. “I’ve been told I am a very talented lover.” he says before his lips whisper over the skin of my neck.

I clear my throat as my skin tingles against him. Part of be looks for an escape from his touch, as another part wants to lean back into him.

“I am not looking for a lover at the moment.” I finally say as I will myself to stay stiff against his advances since I have no room to pull away.

He chuckles at my words, but this time instead of sounding amused and arrogant, as he usually did, the sound was sensual and predatory.

“Why not?” He asked not yet ready to give up.

“It would be much easier for you to deal with this world if you were not so very... innocent.” he says as his hand plays with the elastic of my pants.

“I don’t want my first time to be with someone like you.” I say firmly as I look down at his hand. My own hands clutching the counter.

“You want it to be with some old man that will claim you once you turn twenty?” he asks as his fingers play below the elastic.

“I’ll find a husband before then.” I say firmly.

He nipped my earlobe, sending a jolt of energy right between my legs, before pulling back and giving me space to breath.

“I’ll leave you with two thoughts before I go...” he says as moves to the doorway. “To find someone in the next three years you are going to actually have to see more pureblood males on a regular basis. You don’t seem very inclined to do that willingly, and even if you did as your assistant I have some power over who you see.” He smirks before leaving the flat.

Daphne-

I was stunned for a moment when I saw Draco in her room. The events of the night before had pushed the meeting out of my head. I had hoped to avoid him in person until I didn’t looks so beaten up. I didn’t want to show weakness in front of him.

Now that he has seen me he will have questions that I cannot avoid answering. I stand outside Ginny’s room and wait for him to be done. As I wait I can not suppress my thoughts from wandering to the night before.

When I entered his chambers the room was more simple that I had expected. A large ancient looking bed dominated the room. Off to the was a small writing desk and there was a single chair in front of an empty fireplace. It is an elegant and spoke of a person that does not like waste.

Unsure of what to do with myself I walked over and sit on the end of the bed to wait for him. I felt a flutter in my stomach showing my nerves and anxiety over what to expect from the Dark Lord.

It felt like hours of worry before he entered the room. He stepped into the room and smiled in a way that only made me more nervous. He moved towards the bed as he started to unbutton his dress robes.

“Do you know of the concept of the whipping boy?” He asked in a smooth tone. Before I can find my voice he explained further. “It is an old tradition where wealthy and noble families would hire a child about the same age as their own to take punishment that their child deserved. Especially for the noble families it was considered in bad taste to hit a noble child.”

I swallowed hard and forced myself to speak. “So I will be Ginny’s... whipping boy tonight?” I asked in a hushed voice.

He chuckled as he moved directly in front of me pet the back of his fingers lightly against my cheek. “I find no problem with giving Ginny her own punishment.”

“Then why...” I started to ask with confusion on my face and in my voice.

“There is one thing I have kept myself from doing to my little pet. I find that in this new young body I have urges I have not felt in years.” he told me with almost a wistful sigh. “Until I find that I may take my pet as I please, you will stand in for her body.” he said his eyes lit up with as he saw the fear in my eyes.

His hand cupped my cheek gently before slipping his hand back into my hair. Suddenly he yanked my head back by my hair. I gasped and closed my eyes as I tried to calm my heart. I felt his lips on the skin of my head as he first kissed my neck.

His free hand moved to the top of my dress and ripped the fabric from my breasts. I whimpered before I forced myself to relax. I decided I would do my best to enjoy the night.

He chuckled into my skin before biting me hard enough to make me yelp in pain. “Please...” I cried out unable to stop my self.

“Is something wrong Miss Greengrass?” he asked as he moved away so he could continue undressing himself.

“That hurt.” I told him in a timid voice.

“I am sure it did.” he said as he let his robes drop to the ground and stepped out of them. He suddenly pulled me to my feet and roughly finished destroying my dress by ripping and pulling it from me.

He pushed me back onto the bed and I spent the next several hours being pushed and pulled and bitten and taken in the most violent way of my life The experience was terrifying and painful, but there were moments ecstasy and pleasure. I hung on to those moments and did not let myself cry at the way I was being used. I couldn’t show that weakness in front of that man who was Master of all.

I still haven't let myself cry. When he was done with me I went back to my dorm to clean myself up as best I could. I found I couldn’t sleep so I went to Ginny’s room to start my work for the day.

I am pulled out of my thoughts by a soft touch to my arm. I look up at Draco as he looks at me with concern in his eyes. A flash of anger rises in me and I pull away from him with a jerk.

“I don’t need your pity Malfoy.” I snap at him.

His expression turns cold and he straightens so he can look down on me. “Tell me what happened.” he orders like I am his subordinate.

“I was to blame for the Princesses outburst last night.” I say in a tone that will tell him of my feelings toward Ginny at the moment. “My punishment for my sin is to please him until she will.”

I almost laugh at the look of disgust that crosses Draco’s face. “I also will be unable to distract Blaise for a while. Our Lord is not a man who likes to share.” I inform him like this punishment means nothing to me.

“I will find something else to deal with the problem.” he waves his hand and watches me closely as if he is trying to decide if I can handle this new task to my job. “You will let me know if anything changes.” he says after a moment.

I nod my head and turn towards Ginny’s room. “I need to get back to work.” I say and move away from him before he can say anything else.

The Gryffindor is sitting in the same spot she was when I left. I notice the blanket she has wrapped around her. I sigh and move over to her to take the blanket away. When she narrows her eyes at me I roll my eyes.

“The Dark Lord was very clear, you cannot cover yourself with anything but what he permits.” I tell her firmly. “Or do you want people to pay so you can have a blanket?” I snap and try to make her feel guilty.

Ginny looks down and I sneer knowing I pushed the right button.

“I’m sorry Daphne..” She says in a very soft voice.

“I don’t want an apology Ginny.” I say and take in a deep calming voice. “I want you to finally understand that you need to start playing the game. You have to learn to control your temper and your mouth.”

“I know.” she says in the same soft voice. “I just don’t understand how you all... keep so much in.” She admits and looks up to me.

I sigh and sit down next to her to put a comforting hand on her shoulder. “You just need to find a reason to keep your actions in check.” I force myself to sound more sympathetic. “Honestly I think if you could just learn to play along your life would improve. You might even be able to help the people closest to you. Not to mention less by standards would get hurt because of your actions.”

She looks to her hands and nods her head. “I’ll try...”

Ginny-

Daphne’s directness only makes the knot of guilt in my stomach grow. We spend most of the rest of the day in silence as we both process the events form the night before. When it comes time for the evening meal walks me to Tom’s dining room and then heads to the Great Hall to get her own dinner.

I open the door and keep my head down as I enter. I stand by the door unsure of how I should of exactly what he would want from me.

“You look lovely tonight lioness.” he says from his place in the room.

I suddenly feel the ache from my bruises lessen then disappear. I look up at him in confusion. He is standing by the table with his wand out.

“I wish to look at your smooth skin.” Tom says and then holds his hand out to beckon me forward.

“Yes my Lord.” I say trying to seem as meek as I can. I move towards him and the table.

“My lioness is playing a kitten tonight?” he asks with amusement in his voice.

“Isn’t that what you want my Lord?” I ask, my voice to sound just curious instead of accusing.

He pulls out my chair for me and waits for me to sit. Once I am in position at the table he leans over the back of her chair to speak right next to my cheek. “That is a very good question lioness.” he says before taking his own seat.

“What I want is something you should think about often.” he says and sits back in his chair.

“May I have dinner?” I ask trying not to feel odd sitting at the table in my underwear.

He smiles and nods letting both our plates fill with our evening meal. I start to eat in silence unsure of how to step now that I have decided to be more compliant.

“What has caused my lioness to play so nicely?” he asks after a long while.

“What did you do to Daphne?’ I ask before I can stop myself. I flinch as I realize I let my tongue loose once again.

“She didn’t tell you?” he asks sitting back in his chair.

“All she said was that her position in the castle has changed.” I tell him and glance up to see his reaction.

“That is very true.” he says and smirks, he licks his lips as if he is remembering something pleasant. “I have given her the honor of being my mistress until you feel comfortable enough to replace her.” he says watching me for a reaction.

Several emotions struggle inside me at his words. I feel disgust at the idea of sex with him. I feel more guilt at the fact Daphne was taking a punishment meant for me. I feel relief at the idea at him having someone will push his need for me further away. When I realize I feel jealousy towards Daphne I blink and look to my hands.

“What is my lioness thinking?” he asks and I realize he has been watching me.

“I don’t know what to do with that information.” I tell him honestly.

He chuckles darkly and reaches out a hand to place on top of mine. The soft touch makes me shiver.

“Would you like to offer yourself to save her?” he asks knowingly. “I am not a kind lover to her.” he admits and takes my hand full in his. “Not the way I would be with you.”

“Than why? Why are you that way with her?” I ask before I bite the inside of my cheek.

“To make you both suffer.” he says with another chuckle. “And because she is far from innocent. Whores will always have a different place than noble women. Tell me pet, have you ever been with a man?”

I blush and swallow at his question. Before I can even think of actually answering the personal question he adds a second. “Were you ever with him?” he asks and motions to himself casually.

My temper flares at the way he spoke of Harry, and I almost say something comparing the two once again. I bite my tongue until I taste blood. I see the amusement in his eyes as he waits for me to answer. I am sure he realizes I am fighting my temper. I take in one last deep breath before speaking.

“That is a very personal question.” I say and look down to my hands.

“And you belong to me, so you will answer it.” he says as he enjoys playing with me.

“I.. we were never together like that. We were young, and he was always a gentleman.” I finally answer his question looking away from him.

“And other boys?” he pressed, I feel that he knows the answer and he just wants to hear me say it.

“I’ve never been with anyone.” I snap and then look down to my lap. “Sorry my Lord.” I add so he won’t be mad.

He smiles at me seeming pleased. “Very good lioness. You are being very good.” he says soothingly.

“You asked me before if I want you to be a kitten instead of a the lioness that you are.” he starts “The answer is I wish for you to be both. You need to learn when to roar and when to mew.”

I frown and tilt my head. “What?” I ask because his words have truly confused me. “I thought you wanted me to submit?” I ask and bite my lip.

“To me. I wish for you to submit to me. To the others...” he waved to the door. “Roar.” he chuckled at the idea. “When you are ready I want you at my side, not under my foot.” he explained and I swallow hard.

“Like a wife?” I ask more than a bit shocked.

“Like an Empress.” he counters. “But you will not be ready for that role for a long while my pet. Not until you learn to deal with, not only me, but my Death Eaters.”

“Until I am ready, what do you want from me?” I ask as I feel a bit light headed.

“Only for you to learn. This time we spend together is not a punishment my pet, it is so we can build a relationship.” He says and reaches out his hand to sooth me one again.

“You want me to turn my back on the people I have loved.” I say softly and watch his hand on mine.

“Not completely, I know you well enough you could never comply with such a request. If you are good, if you keep doing well, than your family’s lives will improve.” he promises. “See how far we get when you decide to act like a woman instead of a child?” he teases.

“Yes my Lord.” I say because I know it is the answer he wants, it makes him squeeze my hand. After a moments hesitation I speak again. “I am not ready to.. be with you yet my Lord.” I tell him honestly.

“I can wait my pet. If you keep up these manners a little while longer I will return your clothes.” he promised and pulls his hand away.

“May I go back to my room?” I ask settling both hands into my lap.

He taps his fingers on the table as if he is thinking about it. “I want to see your body lioness.” he says without emotion.

My mind flashes to the first morning in my room when I had denied him exactly that. I realize this is a test to see if I can truly commit to this new way of being around him.

I carefully move back my chair and stand slowly. Taking in long deep breaths I step just out of his arm’s reach and reach behind me to unhook the bra. I let it slip from my shoulders and drop to the ground. I can feel the heat of embarrassment rise in my cheek but I ignore it as best I can. Once I have composed myself again I slip my thumbs into the elastic of my knickers and push them down my legs before stepping out of them.

After I stand again he just sits back and looks at me. His eyes run slowly every every inch of my body, as if he is memorizing every frickle. I tremble slightly under such scrutiny. I am suddenly afraid he will find me lacking after such an examination. My body is nowhere near perfect, and compared to Daphne Greengrass I am rather plain.

“You may go.” he says with a wave of his hand.

Luna-

I find it hard to work the next morning. My mind keeps going back over Draco’s words about marriage, and Zabini’s veiled threat. When did boys wanting to have sex with me become one of my daily problems? I shake off the thought and try to start writing questions for an upcoming interview for the umteeth time this morning.

When my mind wonders yet again I push the parchment away in frustration. I know it is a stupid idea but I decide to write the one other person I have actually talked to since taking on this new life. I pull a new page towards myself and start to write.

Ron,

I just need someone to talk to, can you stop by soon.

~Luna

I look at the simple note and nod before holding it up and putting it in my pocket. As I pass Zabini on my way out I tell him I am going for a walk without giving him a chance to respond. After making sure no one is following me I go to the drop spot and leave the note.

When I get back to the office Zabini is looking through owls we had gotten that day.

“Nice walk?” he asks as he set aside what he was doing so he could focus completely on her.

“It was okay. I needed to clear my head.” I tell him honestly, but the information makes him smirk which irritates me.

“Come out with me tonight?” he says as he stands up and comes around the desk.

“What? Why?” I ask taking a step back from him and expecting a trap.

He rolls his eyes and sighs. “Because you need to learn out to have a little fun. We can call it a part of your pureblood training.” he says as he leans back against his desk.

“Are we just calling it that because, by our deal, if we call it that then I have no choice in going?” I ask as I cross my arms over my chest.

His smirk widens. “I enjoy that you are smart.” he says soft enough that I think he may not be talking to me.

“Well then lets not call it that.” I say before turning to head to my office.

“I think I must insist that we do.” He says behind me. “Pick you up here at 6, wear something casual.”

It is 5:30 and I am standing in front of my closet looking for something casual. It seemed like anything I had that wasn’t a skirt got burned or was in the ‘do not wear’ box. I sigh and finally decide on a jean skirt and a blue tank top when I hear a knock coming from the downstairs.

I frown, Zabini has a key to the office so I wonder why he would knock at that door. My eyes widen as I remember my note and I run downstairs to meet the person. What if someone sees, Zabini is coming back and soon.

I throw open the door and look with horror at Ron. “I am so sorry but after I sent the note I got pulled into this thing and you can’t be here right now Zabini is picking me up any moment.” I say and look out towards the front to make sure he isn’t already here.

Ron blinks a few times and frowns at me as he takes in my appearance. I’m flushed from worry and running down the stairs. My still wet hair is down on my shoulders. I am barefoot and wearing a casual but still somewhat revealing outfit. In short, I look a mess.

“Ron you need to go.” I say with a worried frown.

“No.” He says firmly and there is something in his expression that I don’t understand.

“Zabini is going to be here in minu...” he cuts me off.

“You are not going out with a Death Eater looking like that.” he says speaking in a weird tone.

Before I have a chance to argue I hear keys at the front door. “Dammit Ron.” I say angrily and pull him into the office and up the stairs. I speak in a frustrated whisper as I pull him into my flat. “You are to hide under the bed and leave after we do.” I say and pull him into my room and close the door.

He is obviously confused about my last action, thinking I would want personal space while I finished getting ready. I got over to a mirror so I can dry and do my hair. He looks like he is about to ask me something when the sound of keys hit the front door and Zabini lets himself in.

Ron turns purple containing his outrage as he realizes that the other boy has keys to my flat.

“Luna?” Zabini calls.

“Still getting ready, bit out in a few.” I call back and try to keep my tone comfortable.

“Need help?” Zabini asks lewdly, and Ron turns a couple of shakes darker.

“In your dreams Zabini.” I say sternly enough that he knows I am not kidding.

When I am done with my hair I look directly at Ron and point under the bed before turning to go to the door. Once I am sure Ron is hidden I open the door and give Zabini a serious look.

“Are you really dragging me out?” I ask looking as irritated as I can.

His eyes run up and down my form as a smile spread across my lips. “Absolutely.” He says and holds his hand out to take mine.

He takes me to a bar in Knockturn Alley called Vixen’s Tits. I roll my eyes at the name and look at him. He just smirks and pulls me inside. The place is pretty busy with a rough sort of crowd and I wonder if Zabini makes himself fit in anywhere.

He pulls me through the room to a red door in the back. He does an odd spell on the door to make it open and pulls me into a hallway lined with black currants.

“What is this place?” I ask softly because I think I should.

“Den of sin.” He says with a wide smirk. I soon realize the currants are separating small alcoves. Each one has a simple black leather sofa and a red coffee like table in front of it.

Zabini pulled her into that he had headed directly for then closed the curtain. The place had a very unsettling feeling about it for me.

“I don’t like it here.” I say as he moves to the sofa and sits down directly in the middle in front of the table. “What do you mean by den of sin?” I ask and frown at him.

“It is a private club where people can relax and be themselves.” He said resting his arms on the back of the sofa. “Or be someone else, if that is what they would prefer.”

“What are we doing here?” I ask as he seems to just settle further in.

“At the moment we are waiting for our appointment to start.” he said and glances at his watch. ‘We have a few minutes.”

“What kind of appointment?” I ask getting frustrated that he was being vague when I am so on edge.

He shakes his head and chuckles before patting the free space next to him. “Come sit down, just relax.” He told me and I narrow my eyes.

“I don’t trust you this much Zabini.” I say waving my hands around the alcove.

“Can you call me Blaise by any chance?” He said casually and then sighs. “Fine, you have to make an appointment to get a waitress in these rooms, and I want you to try some interesting drinks. I thought maybe I could talk you into trying some other things as well, but we will have to see.”

“I am not doing anything sexual here.” I say firmly and he puts up his hands in surrender.

“I will keep my hands to myself unless invited.” he tells me with a smirk.

“Is your plan to get me drunk and then do sexual things?” I ask with a frown.

“You know I don’t take advantage of drunk girls Luna.” he says in an annoyed voice. “What I want you to try tonight will not inhibit your ability to think clearly. Actually they do quite the opposite, they open the mind. It is quite a feeling.”

“So it is some kind of drug you want to do while here?” I ask him slowly.

“Yes, and I was thinking of doing the waitress too, but I hadn’t decided.” He answers with a smirk. “Only if she is a blond though, I do enjoy blonds.”

“If you do, I am leaving.” I state firmly.

he only smirks. “You can’t get past the red door without me, and you don’t want to be caught lost in that hall.” he motioned to the curtain with his head. “Some of the customers here can be very demanding.”

“Did you really think I would like a place like this?” I ask with a frown as I cross my arms over my chest.

He licks his teeth and his eyes move to my breasts before answering. “I thought you could use a place like this. You need to learn how to have fun again Luna. I am sure you knew how at one time, then your world came crashing down and left...” he waved his hand in my direction. “... a bundle of nerves.”

Before I can answer a dark haired woman no older than twenty walks in wearing a black loin cloth and nothing else. She smiles sweetly at both of his and then decides to give her attention to Zabini.

“What can this Vixen do for you tonight?” She asks in a very suggestive tone. I feel I might throw up.

“Three Electric Shock each, and a lot of water.” he says dismissively. Though he had spoken lewdly about her maybe having sex with her before she came in, he seemed to not even give her a glance now that she was here.

The waitress seemed annoyed with the fact she was not getting ogled and straightened up. “I’ll be right back with that Mr. Zabini.” She says and leaves without saying two words to me.

“I’ve already tasted that, it was a bore.” he answered my confused face about the exchange. “plus, not a blond. Will you please sit down?” he asked looking to me again.

“Only if you move over.” I countered.

Rolling his eyes and moved over to one side of the sofa to make more room for me. I walk over and sit on the other side.

“What is an Electric Shock?” I ask curiously.

“I was prepared for that question.” he said and pulled a pamphlet out of his back pocket and handing it to me.

I look down and frown at the informational pamphlet. It seemed to be some sort of anti drug publication. I open it and read the highlighted entry.

Neave Potion- (also known as Electric Shock, and Mind Blast) This potion is bright orange in color and is usually served in small doses. The effects last for about two hours per dose, depending on the size of the wizard. Short term effects are heightened sensory input, mostly concentrated on touch, taste, and smell. There are two dangers to this potion. First dehydration is a major risk. Second this potion can heighten the senses to the point where it becomes too much for the wizard and causes these senses to shut down until the potion leaves their system. There are no long term effects to Neave Potion.

I frown and hand him the pamphlet back.

“Sounds like it could be fun right?” he asks with a smile. “It forces you to stay completely in the moment you are in. I think it is something you need.”

“It does seem, interesting I guess, with little actual risk. I mean no sense of touch for a few hours I could deal with.” I admit and chew on my cheek.

“Live a little Luna, while you still can.” he presses. “have I ever steered you wrong?” he asks with a smirk.

If I think about it Zabini has more much more help than harm in the time we have known each other.

“Fine.” I say now nervous at having this new experience.

A short while later the waitress comes in with the six shot glasses of orange potion and two large waters.

“The waters are ever filling glasses so you won’t run out. Shall I check back on you in an hour or so?” She asked still only looking at Zabini.

“That should be fine.” he says and waves his hand to dismiss her.

He puts three of the shot glasses in front of me and smiles. “Okay we will take the first one together and see what we want from there.” he says and picks up one of his own shots.

I pick up one of mine nervously and mimic his movements. As he drinks the whole thing in one gulp I do the same. The potion actually tastes pretty good, kind of like cherries.

I can feel as it starts to work right away. I am suddenly very aware of the touch of my clothes against my skin. The room smells like alcohol and something I can’t place.

“How do you feel?” Zabini asks as he sit back on his own side of the sofa.

I swallow hard as I try to put what I am experiencing into words. “Like everything is sharp and beautiful.” I say and I realize my heart is racing.

“Drink some of the water as you adjust.” he told me.

When I pick up the water glass the coldness and feel of the glass hits me and almost makes me drop it. It takes concentration to bring the water up to him lips and take a small sip. The water tastes and feels like nothing I have ever experienced and I shudder at it actually turns me on. I set the water down as it becomes too much to handle and I sit back on the sofa.

I look over to Zabini and I realize I see his colors. The potion must be affecting my ability to block them out. He is surrounded in what I have come to think of as desire and confidence. There is also a small amount of deception, but no true darkness.

“Did you know the potions effects would arouse me?” I ask him plainly as I watch his colors shift.

He smirks and nods his head, as he does the deception lessens but doesn’t disappear. Most people walk around with some deception so it doesn’t bother me.

“Would you like to take the next shot?” he asks as he looks back over to me.

“What will happen?” I ask as I focus on his lips.

“Slight bump in the effect and it will last longer.” he tells me with a smirk.

“Sure.” I answer feeling brave.

We take the next shot together and when I drink my next gulp of water to fight the dehydrating effects I almost moan with pleasure.

“You are a bad influence on me.” I tell him as I sit back again and enjoy as the room fills with a weird kind of bliss.

“I would be disappointed if I wasn’t.” he says with a laugh.

We sit there and talk lightly about how the potion makes us feel and suggest different things either of us to do just to see what would happen. After the waitress comes back to check on us we take the third shot and I feel my body singing with how much it just wants to touch and taste things.

“So are you glad you came?” He asks me from his place on the sofa. In all the time we sat there he never even turned or tried to touch me, it was making me feel more at ease with him.

“Actually I am.” I say in a surprised tone. “You're not evil Blaise, just a bit devious.” I tell him firmly.

“Good to know.” he says with a chuckle. “I should take you home soon.” he says and slowly gets to his feet. “I enjoy walking in the night air while still high. And the sex on this stuff is amazing, so I need to find a companion.”

I look up and her and bite my lower lip. It was a night of trying new things after all, and it wasn’t like I wanted to save myself for a husband that I may not even like. Why was I putting it off?

“Blaise.” I start and then I realize he may have planned something like this. “Would you like to have sex with me?” I ask, it was a question with no offer attached.

His eyes ran up my form as if he was thinking about it. “Most definitely, but only if we agree it doesn’t mean anything.” he said as he held his hand out to help me off the sofa.

When I take the hand I shudder at how his smooth skin feels against mine, yes sex right now would be amazing I think.

“Just two co workers having some fun.” I say and then smile with an idea. “But you have to take me to the Malfoy library at least once.”

He chuckled and moved his hand to the small of my back so he can lead me out. ‘Seems like a fair deal.”

We stumble a little through the streets as we make our way back to my flat. He was right about the feel of the night air and by the time I am home with him I can’t stop touching his skin. His skin is soft and smooth like a girl, but the muscles underneath are hard and toned.

The moment my door is shut he takes my lips in a out first kiss. My first true kiss, and it was like fireworks. It was everything a girl dreams about their first kiss being, but I am sure most of that has to do with the drug.

He pulls away from me so he can lead me to my own bedroom. “Just stand there for right now, I want to make this special for you.” he promises as he positions me near the end of the bed.

My heart starts to race faster as his slowly and carefully removes my clothes then his hands brust softly over what feels like every inch of my skin. I let out small sounds of joy as I can feel a heat building between my legs.

He pushes me back onto the bed and removes his own clothes as quickly as he can as his eyes drink in my form. He seems very pleased with what he sees as I can still not help but read his colors.

As he reveals more and more of himself I have to admit I am also pleased by his flawless skin and well sculpted body.

He leans down and kisses my inner thigh first. I let out moans and whimpers as his lips bring new pleasures to my sensitive skin. Once his talented licks meet my already aroused core I scream as my entire body floors with an earth shattering orgasim.

“I told you sex was very nice on this stuff.” he teases before his lips trail further up my body and finds more breasts. He gives them his slow attention as he builds me back towards the heights of pleasure.

Once his is within reach I can not keep myself from running my fingers through his raven locks. I murmur nonsense as I enjoy every touch, lick, and kiss he gives me. He moves up my body further and I can feel him position himself between my legs.

“Luna.” he says softly and brushes his teeth against my ear. “This is going to hurt at first, more than it world if we weren’t high.” he tells me honestly. “But believe me when I say I will be gentle, and it is going to pay off in the end.

I nod my head quickly as I realize how much I want him in that moment. Ever so slowly he pushes into me. I whimper as my body works to accommodate his size. He was right about the pain, but it isn’t enough to make me want to stop, and there is a pleasure wishing to breath out from under it. Every so slowly he pushes himself completely into my body, then pauses again to give me time to adjust.

“Merlin! Luna, you feel so very good.” he tells me breathlessly.

I can’t find words as the pain is slowly but surely replaced by pleasure at this new experience. When I feel I am ready for more I move my hips against him.

“Please!’ Is all I can think to gasp before I look up into his eyes. He spends the next few moments moving himself inside of me in ways that make me want to scream. Because of the intensity of what we are both feeling in that moment it doesn’t take long before our bodies tense in what is another earth shattering moment.

When he pulls out of me and lays beside me panting for air. I just let myself glow in that moment of pleasure.

When the words tumble from my lips I hardly notice them at first, but suddenly realize I am speaking without knowing what I am saying. It is like someone else is using my voice to give life to their words.

“The truth is now spoken as innocence is lost...” I say and frown before I continue. “The truth is now spoken as innocence is lost... Red and Green war out of sight... Before the Lion can step out of darkness... three signs will herald the battle... She will invite the snake into her bed... Reformed as a man the heir of snakes shall father a child who will never see the day of its birth... Hidden courage shall form the face the Dark Lord fears”

“What the hell was that?” Blaise asked and I looked up at him in just as much confusion.

I look into his eyes and bite my lower lip. “I think that was the promised wisdom...”

Daphne-

It felt good to push the other girl’s buttons. After spending so much time with so much time with her it had been easy. Maybe after the Dark Lord saw how I helped to push the girl in his direction I would be forgiven and my punishment lifted.

There were so many reasons his chosen punishment was perfectly fitted to hurt me the most. It took away control, it make me into a thing, it used me for everything but my mind. The pain from how rough he was with me was nothing compared to the mind game.

I wrote to Blaise and told him that I would not be able to play our game any longer, that I was bored with him so he could find a new playmate. I didn’t want him or anyone to know the truth. Too many people already knew and I was not about to tell another single soul unless I had to.

I sit in the empty dorm. all the other girls had already gone home for the summer. My meeting with Lucius had been pushed back a day because both of our schedules became too busy for it. I look over at the clock and decide it was time to head to his office.

When I get to his office I wait for the statue to move out of the way before heading up the moving stairs. I knock on the door even though I know he knows I am here.

“Come in Miss. Greengrass.” he says in a distracted voice.

He doesn’t speak again until I move into the room and take a seat in front of his desk.

He looks up from his papers and gives me an appraising look as he takes in the obvious wounds from the Dark Lord’s affections. He seems to have no reaction, as if it was exactly as he expected.

“You are here so we can discuss your employment over the summer.” he says and sits back in his chair. “The original plan was to have you work alternate weeks. That way you could still have some summer to yourself and his pet would not get too very lonely.”

“And the offer now?” I ask, forcing my voice to stay steady.

“The offer now has changed, for obvious reasons you will not be permitted to leave the castle grounds. Even to venture into Hogsmeade.”

“What obvious reasons are those?” I ask with a frown on my lips.

“You may be needed on the spur of the moment for one. You would not wish for the Dark Lord to have to wait for your, services, as he needs him?” he asked with a sneer. “Secondly for your protection. You are his mistress for now which makes to a target by not only rebels wishing to hurt him, but my those loyal who wish to replace you.”

“No one outside of a...” I start to tell him hardly anyone knows what I now do for the Dark Lord.

“All of the inner circle now knows, and soon others will too. He thought he might have the Lovegood girl interview you for an article.” he says as he eyes light up in a vindictive smile.

“Why do...” I start a new question and he interrupts me again.

“He wishes to be seen as a man as well as a god. This will show he still enjoys some earthly pleasures.”

I force myself not to react. This was just another mind game, just another jab at my self respect.

“My parents...” he almost growl as the man interrupts be for a third time.

“Will be so very proud.”

I narrow my eyes at him but keep myself at having any other outward reaction.

“Is there any other terms to the offer I should know about?” I ask as I keep my head held high, not showing my humiliation with the situation.

“Your living arrangements will be changing in the next few days. We are moving you to an unused teachers appartement so that you can be closer to the Chamber. You will have one day a week that you may do as you wish, unless the Dark Lord calls you to his chamber.”

He says and leans forward in his chair to look at something .“Oh, and if you're sleeping with my son you will stop now until the Dark Lord is done with you.” he adds firmly.

“Sleeping with Draco?” I ask a little confused.

He sighs and then a sneer comes to his lips. “I think the kids today call it, fucking? If you are fucking my son it will stop. You will not put him in danger.”

“Draco and I have never... done anything like that Headmaster.” I tell him and start to wonder what this man thinks of me.

“Keep it that way.” he says and then goes back to work in a gesture that I have been dismissed.
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