The Dark Lady and her twisted troubles

Chapter 7: Crying and Broken

Hey everyone, this one is a bit long, and a bit sick. But the outcome is good, trust me.

I'm really proud of this chapter, probably the best i've written in a while. So, comment and vote!!

----TheDarkLady

CHAPTER 7

She sighed and looked around at the death eaters who were cheering and now taking off their masks. Firewhisky was spread all around, butterbeer as well. But considering the previous events Ivory went straight for the firewhisky and gulped it all at once.

She saw Narcissa joining in and smiled at her, and another Malfoy made his way towards her.

She sighed, relief grappled her instantly once she saw Draco’s face.

“My lady,” he whispered with a dangerous twinkle in his eye and a smirk spreading on his handsome face.

It took everything she had in her to not launch herself at the devastatingly handsome boy in front of her.

She smiled and her eyes said it all: It’s over!

“Yeah, you’ve gotten over the worst part, tomorrow is just a celebration. A lot of important people will come tomorrow, to see The Dark Lady.”

She nodded, she could do that, being a pureblood, socializing was never not an option. It was one of the many things she was good at anyways.

She grabbed another glass full of firewhisky and Draco’s eyebrow lifted.

“What!? After that I’ll do whatever I want!” Ivory said wryly, though a bit ashamed and took a small sip that seared her throat comfortably and cut through the haze in her mind.

Draco silently agreed with her, and took a sip of his firewhisky as well.

“You did well, if I may say so, My Lady.” A silky, drawling voice came towards both Draco and Ivory. And they both recognized the voice immediately.

“Thank you, Severus.” She said respectfully. Thinking of the compliment and the torment he caused to Wormtail, though the latter was a bit painful to the others as well.

His eyes narrowed, as if to say: You’re welcome, but don’t get used to it.

She nodded her head, she could take it.

Another drawling voice, but much more pompous came floating towards them as well.

“Is an honor to finally meet The Dark Lady.” She whirled around to find another set of gray eyes, but they seemed much more empty, not so kind. They were leering at her.

She swallowed the disgust that rose in her throat and her eyes flickered to his hand, no doubt he was already drunk.

“Father.” Draco said with heavy emotion but through tightly pressed lips.

“It’s an honor to meet you as well Mr. Malfoy.” She said respectfully, no matter who, in pureblood society everyone was important, no matter how drunk they got.

And seeing as how she was living in his house at the moment, she would be kind to him. Naturally.

“Dear, call me Lucius.” He gently touched her hand and kissed it even more so. All the while his empty eyes never left The Dark Lady’s and soon his not so empty eyes began  slowly filling with lust.

She swallowed and gave an uneasy smile while she could imagine Draco grinding and gritting his teeth.

Severus narrowed his eyes menacingly, “Lucius, that’s enough, barely five minutes and you’re already drunk and philandering a young woman whom not only is The Dark Lord’s heir ----“ He whisked away the intoxicated man and continued to belittle him.