𝑷𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒔

Secrets (Part II)

**This chapter contains a major warning.
TW Contains: Rape and abuse. I have put a TW before it happens.
Please skip if you are uncomfortable!**

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Disgrace and Embarrassment
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My Dearest Draco,

I am sorry it took a few days to respond, I have been searching for some information on Pansy's location, but no luck.

I am not sure who Onyx's daughter's father is, she was secretive on who she was sleeping with or dating. All we know is he is either a half-blood or possibly a pureblood. I will continue to look, but I may have something that will help Sky.

The next time the two of you return to the manor, I will give her the memories. Please continue to take care of her and yourself.

I love you both.

Narcissa B. Malfoy

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"Sky, mum said the next time we come to the manor that she has something for you. We will go this weekend."

A half smile appears on her face. Not that she wasn't happy to finally see Narcissa and Bellatrix again, she just feels hopeless in finding anything out on her sister and what Onyx or her daughter has to do with Pansy's disappearance.

Thoughts of possible locations where Pansy could be, what she's going through. Is she being fed? Is she sleeping? Getting bathed regularly? The anxiety going through her mind, causes her weak body to tense up, breathing heavies, her body shaking.

Draco looked up from his desk where he was tidying it up as Sky will be doing more research later in the day. His eyes shift towards her. Noticing her body starting to shake, he jumps up, and lands on knees in front of her. He knew exactly what was happening.

Taking her hands, "Baby, look at me. Hey, come on, look at me."

Her eyes meet his, her once Green eyes, now Black, blankly stare at him. Not being able to control the shaking anymore, she accepts it.

"Count my fingers and breathe with me, love."

"One"

"Two"

"Three"

Although her mouth is not projecting any noise, her index finger slides across each of his fingers as his soothing voice counts them for her.

"That's it angel, keep counting them with me." He looks at her petite fingers as they trace each of his. He was her safe spot and he would always make sure she felt safe with him. He knew all her quirks; what made her tick, what upset her, happy, loved, unloved, and what calmed her down. Knowing everything about her.

"Four"

"Five"

As he continued to count, tracing his fingers with each number he said, her breathing returned to normal at a steady pace. Once she was breathing normally, though her body continued to shake, he swung his arms around her. Her head quickly flew into his chest, her ear placed perfectly aligned over his heart, feeling and hearing his heartbeat.

The sound of his heartbeat and his arms wrapped securely around her, calmed the shaking. Her body went numb as she melted in his arms, his humming soothes her, laying both him and her down on their bed; his hold on her not releasing.

"You're okay angel, I promise. It's okay, just please breathe for me," one arm remains wrapped around her back, the other holds the back of her head, his fingers running through her hair. "What's wrong?"