HIDDEN (D.M)

D I NN E R P A R T Y

"You foolish girl! It's been all over the news." His hand rises coming into harsh contact with my skin. The force of the hit makes my head turn, feeling the sting of where his hand once was.

"You will not hit her." Malfoy grabs ahold of his clothes into fist, forcing him to walk backwards so my fathers back harshly meets the wall. "Or you'll be the one to suffer a great and painful death." He threatens. His tone harsh and spiteful.

"How dare you threaten me in my own house!" My father raises his voice at him, "Nova do something!" My father looks over to me.

I rub the sting to soothe the slight pain away. "I'm not responsible over Malfoy's actions."

Malfoy let's go of his balled up clothes and walks over next to me, not wanting to look in my direction as he stands next to me. "It's not a threat it's a warning."

My father clears his throat and flattens out his clothes before speaking, "we will be hosting a ball during your Christmas break. You are expected to be there so is Malfoy." His eyes meet Malfoy's now, but contain spite. "You will accompany Nova to get her dress. Your father does not want to see you so you'll be spending the week here."

Malfoy scoffs.

"Father I am perfectly capable of getting my own dress." Spending hours with him on repairing the cabinet is far enough, now this? I wanted to be as far away from Malfoy as I could, now I have to do this with him.

Unbelievable.

"You speak when you are spoken to." His hand rises again but Malfoy was quick to catch his wrist before he was able to do anything.

"Crusio." Malfoy curses.

His screams echo in the hallowed manor, he falls to his knees in pain from Malfoy's curse. I look over to Malfoy seeing the satisfaction all over his face, the pleasure he feels from seeing him in pain. Like this was his food and he was starving.

"Malfoy stop."

He doesn't listen but makes the pain go faster, makes it unbearable to my father.

"Malfoy stop!"

"Like you said Nova. You're not responsible for my actions."

I grab the collar of his black suit and apparate us into the forbidden forest. I regain my balance as we both settle on our whereabouts.

"What the fuck Malfoy! You cannot just crusio my father."

"I can and I just did."

"I don't need you to fight my battles." I spat at him.

"You are my mine. Only I get to hurt you." He says through gritted teeth.

"I am not yours." I scoff.

"I beg to differ."

I growl turning to walk away, he was quick to catch my wrist and turn be back around to face him again.

"You will not turn your back on me." He tightened his hold on my wrist.

I walk closer to him same time taking out my dagger from my knee socks. The sharp blade points to his stomach making sure it stings just enough.

"I can and I did." I dig the blade just a little deeper but he shows no signs of distress. "Let go of me." I warn.

"Or what." He walks closer, digging the blade even deeper himself. But he doesn't flinch or or make any sound, he just keeps close eye contact. Eye contact that starts to intimidate me.

"Or I will tell Harry that it was all you." I say.

He walks even closer, close to the point where we breath each other's air. I feel the blade pierce his skin, but still no reaction from him. I take a deep swallow as he stares intensely into my eyes, seeing my own reflection in his ice cold blue ones.