Under the Darkness | Dramione | English Version

IV

That afternoon Draco was there again, again from her.
Hermione had been a prisoner for two weeks now but still, the Death Eater hadn't managed to subdue her
« As funny as it is I'm getting tired Granger. »
The girl was on the ground, the lip split open and spitting blood.
He lifted her up and she leaned against the wall and wiped her mouth with a wrist.
« Do you want to continue for much longer? Those wounds will not heal easily. »
Where Hermione found the strength she didn't know it but she managed to give him a fist well settled that made his mask drop; she took breath as she shook hands and Draco after a few seconds of amazement looked at her with his eyes that sparkled.
« Malfoy?! »
The blond giggled, removing his hand from his cheek.
« I should have understood, you asshole- »
He quickly grabbed her by the neck and saw her bleach.
« Now that you know that it is I who will do it, eh? Things do not change. You are mine, at the service of a Malfoy, in your rightful place. »
« You're a stu-ck-up lit-tle boy, a puf-fed-up bal-lo-on- »
Draco tightened the grip on her neck.
« I wil-l not kne-el, all the mo-re so for you. »
The man had a furious air; his eyes seemed to boil, his hair unshaped and some tufts fell on his forehead, the vein on his neck was pulsating frightfully swollen.
« Shall we bet? Imperio. »
He left her and the woman remained motionless making him smile happy.
« See Mudblood? I always win. Kneel. »
The girl did not move and the Death Eater repeated the order, this time Hermione began to lower but not enough for Draco.
« I said kneel! »
Hermione managed to escape the curse and tried to escape seen the door of the open cell but the Death Eater snapped his fingers and the collar tightened forcing her to stop.
« How much you piss me off Granger. »
He pulled her back by the hair and some remained in his hand, loosing the spell only when her lips began to become bluish.
She coughed to catch her breath and tired did not get up.
« Resist to an Imperius, congratulations Mudblood. »
« Amazed? » she asked him among the gasps with a strange smile on her face.
« Quite a lot, I have to admit it. »
« Draco? »
On the doorstep of the cell the Death Eater saw Blaise Zabini.
« Blaise. »
« Draco, Ruf let me in and- who is this? »
The blond pulled her head up showing her face swollen but recognizable to the friend.
« Don't you say hi to him, Mudblood? »
« Granger?! »
« Yes Blaise, it's the Mudblood. »
« Shit Draco, did you do this? »
The blond shrugged his shoulders.
« When she learns to obey she will be better. »
Blaise wandered for a moment with his gaze on the mangled body of the young woman and looked at the friend.
« Why don't you let me check her? »
« When she will respect me, Blaise, she will have care and a decent diet. I might even think of giving her a bed. »
« Draco some injuries seem serious. »
« Did you hear me Blaise or should I repeat what I just said? »
« No Draco. »
« Excellent, let's go. »
The healer offered her one last painful look and followed the landlord who seemed -and was- proud of what he was putting that woman through.
Zabini almost gave up on losing his best friend.
The war had changed him and a few days after the end of this his parents had been executed in front of him.
The friend was at his side that afternoon of May; Lucius and Narcissa were brought into the middle of the hall and forced to kneel in front of the eyes of their only heir. The Dark Lord started to talk listing the reasons why this was happening and taking advantage of the opportunities to mock them then drawn the wand and pointed it at Lucius, the body of the man fell to the ground with a thud.
The One-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named then shifted his gaze to Narcissa turning around and had maintained that it would be a sin to waste a beauty of that magnitude, Draco at that moment hoped that the Lord would kill her immediately and the thought of offering to do so passed into the irises. The Dark One, however, reiterated that she was the traitor and launched the anathema; Narcissa died telling her son that she would always love him, Blaise looked at him and shivering had noticed the cold expression of the guy.
Since that day Draco began to train and refine his skill in the dark arts, one day, and the other not, he frequented the most famous brothel in England along with the other Death Eaters, then by the time he had stopped going out and frequented his companions only if necessary.
« So Blaise, what brings you here? »
« It's the third Thursday of the month Draco. »
« I told you we can stop this bullshit. »
« Draco- »
« Did you come to piss me off today Zabini? »
« I came to help my best friend but you are always worse. »
Blaise thought of when as children in a forest they had found a wounded fawn and Draco cured him, the Draco of time ago would not have been able to reduce in that state a woman.
« Are you playing the game of silence Zabini? »
« I was thinking. »
« About what? »
« About Nora. » the host remembered to raise the barriers to prevent the blond could read his mind.
« Do you already know the date of the wedding? »
« No but it is coming, a matter of months. With Astoria how is it? »
« Nothing official; I go to get her, I bring her here, we fuck and I bring her back to her. »
« So no date? »
« No date. »
« Do you know that if her parents find out that she is no longer a virgin- »
« What do you think they can do? They're nobody compared to me. They'll shut up and let me marry her and cover up any evidence. »
« Of course -murmured the Moor- well, if you don't want to talk I have no reason to stay here. »
« My best friend who only comes to be a psychologist. »
« I have another appointment, if you value my presence I can return. »
« Don't bother. »
Blaise did not even go out the door, disappeared there leaving Draco alone in the office.
The next morning the two lovers were in the bed, the blankets crumpled at the bottom of it.
« It's time for lunch Astoria, do you want- »
« Yes! -answered with so much enthusiasm to attract the gaze of Draco- I am very hungry. »
« Ruf. »
« Yes master. »
« Prepare lunch. »
« Does the master want it in the hall or here? »
« In the hall. »
The elf made a quick bow and disappeared, Astoria got up and went to the bathroom, Draco wore his pants and followed her.
« Draco my parents want to organize a ball. »
« Ah yes? »
He turned her around to look her in the eye and drew her to himself.
« Draco? »
His eyes looked scared.
« Draco are you okay? »
« I don't know Astoria. »
«What's going on? »
«I'm a liar. I've been lying to you all this time. »
He leaned on her, timidly resting his lips on her, the girl carried her arms around the man's neck while he awkwardly kissed her.
«If this is the truth, you do nothing but make me happy. »
Whispered the girl on Death Eater's lips before kissing him again.
Their tongues caressed each other timidly for a few seconds then the two of them moved away a few centimetres and Draco watched her smile.
« You are beautiful Astoria. »
« I thought I had to wait a lifetime to hear it. »
« I thought I would never say it to you. »
He put a quick kiss on her lips and took her with him into the shower.
***
That afternoon when Astoria appeared from the fireplace found Draco sitting in the hall and busy discussing business with some guests
« Draco? »
« Astoria- » he exclaimed rising at the sight of her expression.
« Oh-... sorry I- »
« Gentlemen, we'll talk tomorrow, tonight I'll send a letter with place and time. »
« Of course Lord Malfoy. »
All came out accompanied by the elf and the blond approached the girl worried.
« What's going on? »
The young woman rushed into his arms crying and felt tight by the man.
« Astoria... »
He wiped her tears and made her sit on the couch, then he noticed the housewife she was wearing.
« Astoria what happened? »
« I- I wait- a child. »
« What?! »
« I- I did not get my period so I could not call the family doctor and I went to a witch of which I had heard and confirmed that I am pregnant. »
She cried again and Draco stroked her hair trying to calm her down.
« Hey, Astoria listen to me. I'm calling Blaise now. »
« Don't you trust? »
« Not of that hag. »
At the end of the visit the healer finished to take notes and looked at the two.
« She is pregnant. »
Draco heard her sobbing and looked at the healer.
« Are you sure? »
« Yes Draco. »
« Thank you Blaise. » he answered cold.
« Draco can I- »
« Go? Yes Blaise, you can. »
The Slytherin shrivelled and disappeared.
« Astoria? »
« I have always taken the potion, always done the enchants. Why? »
« Astoria look at me. »
« I am a dish-ono-ur. »
« Astoria! »
The girl looked at him with her eyes swollen, red and shiny.
« I will marry you. »
« What? »
« I will marry you as soon as possible. You will become my wife and we will hide everything. »
« Are you- »
« Yes. »
Astoria melted under that kiss then Draco stood up but the young girl grabbed him by the wrist.
« I don't want to go home. »
« Then you'll stay here. »
He said by handing her a dress from the closet.
« Thanks. »
He tightened her dress and hugged her, surprising her.
« Don't worry about this thing okay? »
« Yes Draco. »
« We'll solve it. »
« I know. »
He kissed her cheek smiling and convinced her to go out in the garden, there he looked at her and admitted to himself that he loved her very much.
« Draco? »
« Yes, sorry. »
Astoria laughed and Draco smiled.
« What were you thinking? »
« I was just looking at you. »
He squeezed her again and she hugged her back.
« You look happy Draco. »
« I am. I've always been with you, really. »
« Really? »
« Yes Astoria. »
In the evening they both lay down in bed and the blonde kisses him.
Draco reversed their position by finding himself on her and smiled, carrying his hands on the woman's belly, then leaned over to kiss it.
He'd done it a thousand times during sex, but at that moment, it made them both feel something else, joy and... the idea of a new future.
Between the two the first to wake up the next day was Astoria, she turned in bed and looked at the boy at her side.
The blankets covered him up to the navel, one arm resting on his belly and the other on his head and leaving the Dark Mark visible.
Astoria well remembered their first meeting outside of Hogwarts; it was held at Malfoy Manor, she and her family entered the main door and were welcomed by the spouses, Astoria looked for the boy and found him sitting on an armchair in the living room, his legs crossed and his eyes absent.
As their eyes had met, he risen and greeted her.
They all sat in the living room talking until Lucius claimed that the two should get to know each other and gave them permission to go out.
They had walked quietly down the avenue for a few minutes.
« Drac- »
« I don't want to do it okay? I'm not ready and I still don't want to think about marriage. I'm sorry. »
« You are not the only one. »
« Really? »
« Of course, it's not one of my aspirations to get pregnant at eighteen. »
« Yes... »
« But I consider myself lucky. »
« How come? »
« You were the best on the list of candidates. They were all much older than me... Do you want to back out? >>
« No, I can't and I imagine you much less. »
« Exactly. Well... you can always change girl. »
« I wouldn't do it Astoria. -they looked each other in the eye- I don't ruin your luck. »

«What are you thinking? »
Astoria smiled.
« To our first meeting. »
« Three years ago. »
« Yes, a little more now. »
« You seemed embarrassed. »
« I was. »
Draco sat down and kissed her cheek.
« Shall we go for breakfast? »
« Gladly. I just have to change. »
« I'll wait for you downstairs. »
The blonde girl returned home only two days later but as Draco imagined her father did not get angry for this long absence, on the contrary, told Death Eater his freedom of choice on the betrothed.