Post by Shava on Feb 8, 2016 18:22:09 GMT -5
8 Feb 16, 06:45 PM
Anya: Hours later, after she had contemplated her options, she had come up with what she felt was the best way to avoid having to check over her shoulder for Draco Malfoy the rest of her life. He was still DE and things were getting worse. So, with a sigh, she went to his personal dorm and actually knocked.
8 Feb 16, 06:47 PM
Draco: Through the door as he sat on his bed contemplating his options he said loudly with a tint of frustration "What!"
8 Feb 16, 06:49 PM
Anya: "Mal--Draco its Anastasia " she swallowed past the sarcasm she would normally imbue in every word she spoke to him. "Can I come in?"
8 Feb 16, 06:51 PM
[×] Draco: Leaping to his feet he slammed his hands towards the door and it flung open, bouncing off the wall as he looked at her. "What." The tone was far more edgy then his first reply.
8 Feb 16, 06:54 PM
Anya: She held both hands up empty, though her wand was in her sleeve just in case. She could see he was stressed, and whether this worked would depend on how she handled it. "I dont think you're going to want this conversation overheard" she responded softly.
8 Feb 16, 06:57 PM
Draco: Nostrils flared, he nodded once curtly. He was on edge and touchy as well.
8 Feb 16, 07:01 PM
Anya: She stepped inside and closed the door softly behind her. "By now you have probably figured out that I have it" she began. "And I'll give it back so long as you promise not to kill me for what Im about to tell you. "
8 Feb 16, 07:05 PM
[×] Draco: Eyes widening at this direct confession he was not expecting, Draco wavered for a second though his anger had not dampened down much. "And why would I not just take it? You clearly know how dangerous it is to both of us for it to be out of family hands."
8 Feb 16, 07:09 PM
Anya: Sighing, she opened her bag and held it out to him. "Doesn't matter anymore anyway" she admitted. "Because you're probably going to own me anyway after this." She looked very reluctant to continue.
8 Feb 16, 07:13 PM
Draco: She produced it and he stepped forward, grabbing it and checking to make sure it was the real thing as he said "What did you do? You did soemthing otherwise you wouldn't be so controlled..."
8 Feb 16, 07:16 PM
Anya: "A friend figured out how to deactivate the magic" she answered. "Which is probably a good thing under the circumstances..." Merlin help him figure it out so she didnt have to say it out loud.
8 Feb 16, 07:21 PM
[×] Draco: He could tell it was the right one and it's magic was still intact so whoever had done it had managed to deactivate the tattoo not the actual device. His hand clamped over it protectively. "This would have been death to keep, Belinko. I understand why you took it, but you have no idea what you just risked. And not just from me." Why it was a good thing made no sense to him; the other was his focus
8 Feb 16, 07:25 PM
Anya: "Because of you or because there are protective enchantments?" After a long pause and a deep breath, she admitted it at last. "Im pregnant , Draco, and before you say anything, yes its yours and yes I'm sure." She wouldn't be here if she wasn't. "I thought about getting rid of it, but...how can I?" It was a child after all.
8 Feb 16, 09:56 PM
Draco: "Both," he frowned, though she wouldn't have been the one to feel it so much as recieve it from him. However her next words threw that out the window. The shock on his face was largely due to the fact she had forgotten to do anything to prevent it as he hissed out "What?" Followed by a minute of fairly stony silence before his face took on a new look. Stepping closer he said to her "How much do you value your mother, Anya? I have a secret I've been sitting on as well."
8 Feb 16, 10:00 PM
Anya: He wasn't yelling or threatening her life yet, but just as she was about to relax a tiny fraction, he mentioned her mother, throwing her completely. "M-my mother?" She paled considerably, feeling ill. "What about my mother?" What had he done?
8 Feb 16, 10:01 PM
[×] Draco: His anger largely gone because of her announcement, he decided to go for broke and see how far he could get with it. She might be angry with him, but it seemed a good chance he could recover from this with quite a bit of dignity left over. "I have done nothing, but you remember what I am a part of. Currently..." he waved his hands at his trunk and a piece of parchment came winging over to him. He glanced to make sure it was the right one and then handed it to her. It was a wanted poster for her and her mother and a large amount of galleons offered. Her father's name was on the bottom and sketches of both women were there.
8 Feb 16, 10:06 PM
Anya: She remembered to breathe once he had spoke again, only to nearly throw up when she caught sight of the paper he handed over. A long string of cursing in Russian. "I..I have to tell her, she has to leave!" Her mind began working frantically. "She will have to run again, she..." But what would Anya do? She couldn't go with her mother, no way would she survive on the streets carrying a...Something seemed to occur to her suddenly. "Wait, if you have this..." She found him again suddenly. "Why am I still here?" He would have sold her out, she knew it. At least, the man she thought he was would have.
8 Feb 16, 10:08 PM
Draco: He saw the desred effect and said "I have a way out for you if you listen. That was circulated around the DE. I suspect you would not have made it home at end of term. They would have forced the address out of you and you would have been bundled off to his hands, Anya. Unless you seek my protection because I do have a way."
8 Feb 16, 10:11 PM
Anya: She was still ranting even after he had spoken until what he said seemed to register correctly. She went silent for several moments. "Why would /you/ of all people in the entire world offer to protect me?" Sure, she was carrying his child but... Maybe that was it, he was offering until the child was born. Then again, she suspected there was more to it than that.
8 Feb 16, 10:13 PM
Draco: Stepping into her personal space he placed a hand on the loer area of her body not where the mark was and said "If you vow service to me and serve me loyaly, I can squash this and remove the threat before the end of the year. Then you will have protection and purpose. My father will know, but no one else will know about...what will follow."
8 Feb 16, 10:15 PM
Anya: So that was it, she thought, he would manage to enslave her after all. At least, he was trying, she thought. Instead of snarking something out at him, she tensed when he touched her and answered: "Serve how exactly?"
8 Feb 16, 10:17 PM
Draco: He smirked. "Raise my heirs in silence a second line. Always watch out for my interests. Serve my needs when it suits me. I do not want the house of Malfoy to fall into the one heir business ever again. Ever." He smiled before adding "I think you enjoyed a good deal of what happened between us to bring you to this point anyway, Anya. Do not lie."
8 Feb 16, 10:21 PM
Anya: "Heirs...plural?" He wanted a Mistress, which, given his upbringing and single heir status made perfect sense, but...He spoke of her enjoyment and she frowned. "I could have gone without the physical violence, and the humiliation...and the part about being pregnant with the child of a man who was ready to see me dead not ten minutes ago" She spoke as if she was ticking them off one by one. "Why in Merlin's name is this a good idea?" She looked at him for a moment as if she genuinely thought he might be losing his mind. "Is there an option B?"
8 Feb 16, 10:24 PM
Draco: He rolled his eyes. "Of course you would. That was a different situation, a contest between us and you were very stubborn." He noted she had not pulled away from him nor remove his hand. So. "No. This will save your mother's life and protect you both from the madman who wants to sell you, Anya. And who better then to one who already has an interest in your health for the next nine months?"
8 Feb 16, 10:26 PM
Anya: She listened, really listened, and acknowledged that it was not a bad plan. He was in a unique position to protect her, and it was /his/ child whether she liked it or not. "Someone who will have an interest in my health after the next nine months have passed?" she offered as an objection. "What is to keep you from doing away with me once..." she gestured to her stomach and then sighed. "Once the baby is born."
8 Feb 16, 10:29 PM
[×] Draco: His hand slid up slightly, cupping her since she had not resisted him. "Yes, for you will nurse the next generation and give me a few more. Without your anger and resistance, you will find me attentive, Anya. Raise my children without the public knowing whose they are and it may save my house's future as well as yours. How can you afford to not consider it? I can afford you and your family."
8 Feb 16, 10:35 PM
Anya: She crossed her arms in order to create a bit of distance between them. She had never particularly enjoyed having her personal space invaded, and the strangeness of this conversation was a bit overwhelming. She sighed, "so in exchange for essentially being your mistress you will protect me and my mother for...what? Until my father is dead?"
8 Feb 16, 10:38 PM
Draco: He shook his head, aware of her discomfort and finding a thrill about that. "No, for your lifetime. I would not remove the mother of my children from their lives. In public we certainly would not fight, but we would appear to be leading very different lives except for your visits to my room in secret. After you leave school to have the child this summer, you will find money to help you and your mother get by. Won't you like that at least?" He grinned knowing she was coming around to the idea of being his secret bedmate. The concubine of Slytherin had a nice ring to it in his head...
8 Feb 16, 10:42 PM
Anya: "My entire life?" She was 17. The average witch lived somewhere between 100 and 150 years... Her eyes widened dramatically. She had to give it to him. "You never do anything half-way do you?" What a relief it would be to her mother not to have to run anymore, but that brought up another interesting question. He had mentioned visits to her room, but in secret, so..."So I would still live with her, unless you wanted me" That didn't sound bad, she could handle that. It wasn't the best of situations, but it wasn't as bad as she might have imagined. "What exactly would we /be/ in public?" she wondered out loud. "It is well known we do not get along."
9 Feb 16, 12:01 AM
[×] Draco: He frowned at her hesitation, but admitted to himself she had reasons. "Our children will consider you their mother all of that so yes." He nodded, with a degree of hesitation. "Clearly while you are still in school for a few more months it will be more frequent then that, call it a break in period." His lips twitched. "After that at the home you all settle in yes." No degree of small satisfaction came about his face. "Uneasy truce, though I would expect you to say I had the superior position but you could not talk about it as part of the agreement."
9 Feb 16, 12:25 AM
Anya: She was obviously suspicious, he could hardly blame her for that. "Like a horse" she mumbled. Even considering this situation had left her very vulnerable, and her pride was obviously smarting. He was clearly amused, which didn't help matters. So the only time she would have to see him was if he wanted sex? Considering it was the only time she found him tolerable, that didn't seem so bad. She arched a brow at him, clearly confused. "You expect me to say something, but I'm not allowed to talk about it." She wondered if he remembered that English was not her first language. "This is..." She wasn't sure how to put it. "A very long time to commit to something..." she paused, then added "for both of us."
9 Feb 16, 12:40 AM
[×] Draco: His face might have shown a bit of exasperation. "That's to save you from having to explain further. Which you don't really want to tell people what happened, do you, Anya?" He had been thinking of this idea for years and to be so close to closing a deal on it had him feeling a faster heart beat indeed. "Commit." He patted her belly softly. "You are already committed for that long, Anya, and you had no time to think about that one either did you?"
9 Feb 16, 12:45 AM
Anya: He was obviously irritated, and yet he wasn't yelling or threatening. That was progress....small progress, but progress. She hated to admit he had a point, but he did. "Not especially, no." He patted her stomach and her eyes widened for a moment. Right, the baby, how had that particular detail escaped her already? Then again, this was a lot to take in. If she was going to be part of her child's life, she would have to be part of his. If it came to a battle between them, she had no doubt who would win. Was being a mother worth that to her? and saving her own in the process? "All right" she conceded softly. She looked past him at the wall, unwilling to see the gloating expression he was undoubtedly wearing just now. She had come so close and yet he had won.
9 Feb 16, 12:49 AM
[×] Draco: Success was something he had expected, yet it came no sweeter. However, they weren't exactly done yet. "Clearly since we don't want anyone else in on this, we don't want to do the vow. So I have an alternative." Going over to his trunk he looked for something in the bottom fastened down, then came back with two rings, one male and one female sized. "There. On the toe and I don't think I will ever not trust you again. Out of sight as well."
9 Feb 16, 12:51 AM
Anya: She nodded, acknowledging his point, though when he returned with the rings she eyed them as though they might bite her. "What is it going to do?" The way he said it combined with her experience with Malfoy family accessories made her very wary. Voluntarily doing what he wished, though it grated, was one thing. Having her will bound up by yet another Malfoy trinket was another.
9 Feb 16, 12:59 AM
[×] Draco: He saw her look, shook his head. "Same as what most brides wear in pureblood families my dear. It simply enforces what you have already promised to do. You can not betray what you have promised me while wearing this and I'll be wearing the other. Not even a family one, I bought these a few years ago." And if she had made a marriage she would have probably ended up wearing them anyway.
9 Feb 16, 01:05 AM
Anya: She didn't particularly like it, but given their history she could understand him wanting reassurance she wasn't going to kill him in his sleep. The thought almost got a reaction. Instead, she merely nodded, though she did look somewhat surprised and relieved to realize these were not old Malfoy family magic. She had had enough of that for one lifetime. She didn't take the time to consider too closely why he might have purchased something like this. At least she could keep it hidden, unlike the tattoo which was probably hers for life now. Merlin this day could just...could it please be over now? Maybe she would wake up in the morning to discover it had all been a really terrible dream. Out loud, she only said: "Fine" in soft and suddenly weary-sounding acquiesce.
9 Feb 16, 01:11 AM
[×] Draco: He nodded at the foot of the bed saying "Well thn, sit and take off your left shoe and we'll get this finished." He sat down himself and slipped off his right one with a vague idea of a future possible trick not involving her. He placed the ring on his ring toe and motioned for her foot so he could put the other on. So close. Had he ever wanted something so much?
9 Feb 16, 01:15 AM
Anya: She did, and it was such a relief that she had to work not to merely collapse on his bed and go to sleep. She couldn't even have a drink now. d@mn. With less hesitation, she placed her foot in his hands and watched him slide it into place. It was a strange feeling that he wore one as well, and oddly it made her feel a bit better about the whole thing. She was his responsibility, which had not stopped being horrifying in the least, but she didn't quite feel like leaping off a very high cliff anymore. She wasn't maintaining her silence on purpose so much as she really just had very little to say. Anya had never been particularly talkative save when she felt strongly about something. The only thing she felt in any great amount at this moment was exhaustion.
9 Feb 16, 01:24 AM
Draco: He noticed the weariness and decided to mention it. After all, he had just achieved one of his bigger day dreams. "Nothing personal, ANya, but why do you look ready to fall over? Not getting enough sleep?" And after a minute he set her foot back down, resisting the urge to grin. "I must say, I had always hopes to be able to make a deal like this but never would I have thought it would be you."
9 Feb 16, 01:28 AM
Anya: She didn't' have the energy to be offended, and beside that, he was right. "Well" she wasn't sure how to say this without it sounding sarcastic. "Up until a couple of days ago I couldn't close my eyes without having magically induced nightmares, which is what she'd less than affectionately dubbed the memories his mark fostered on her. "Nat fixed everything a couple of days ago, but I've also been pretty much constantly sick since...maybe a week ago?" She shrugged, "so no, not much time for sleeping." His comment about never imagining it would be her made her smirk. "Sorry to disappoint" she murmured, though she wasn't terribly so. This arrangement did save her life, even if she wasn't certain it would be much of one at this point.
9 Feb 16, 01:34 AM
[×] Draco: He picked up on one point quick enough. "Nat, eh?" So now he knew who had that power. Interesting, did she mean Shire? "So probably what, a week before that would have been the classroom." He liked the idea he might know the time it happened. He rolled his eyes at her obstance to stay upright. "Lie down, Belinko, not like anyone will enter here and you have nothing to fear from me. Might as well get you caught up some."
9 Feb 16, 01:38 AM
Anya: Her eyes widened and she cursed. She definitely meant to keep that secret. She was just so tired, it was hard to focus on anything really. He spoke, and she did so so quickly it almost appeared as if he had willed it. In truth she merely didn't need to be told twice. "Anya" she corrected him sleepily. She hated her last name.
9 Feb 16, 01:43 AM
[×] Draco: He liked the thought she had just tricked herself into saying the name of the one he wanted to find. A smile as she cursed showing she too was aware it was important information. Leaning over her as she fell asleep he whispered in her ear "Sleep deep and recover, Anya." When he was sure she was deeply asleep he stripped her and tucked her into bed. Sending off an owl to his father first that he had made a deal and the father was now an enemy, he nodded to himself and then joined her. She'd probably wake up very early in the morning and he thought this would help remind her of what had just transpired.
Anya: Hours later, after she had contemplated her options, she had come up with what she felt was the best way to avoid having to check over her shoulder for Draco Malfoy the rest of her life. He was still DE and things were getting worse. So, with a sigh, she went to his personal dorm and actually knocked.
8 Feb 16, 06:47 PM
Draco: Through the door as he sat on his bed contemplating his options he said loudly with a tint of frustration "What!"
8 Feb 16, 06:49 PM
Anya: "Mal--Draco its Anastasia " she swallowed past the sarcasm she would normally imbue in every word she spoke to him. "Can I come in?"
8 Feb 16, 06:51 PM
[×] Draco: Leaping to his feet he slammed his hands towards the door and it flung open, bouncing off the wall as he looked at her. "What." The tone was far more edgy then his first reply.
8 Feb 16, 06:54 PM
Anya: She held both hands up empty, though her wand was in her sleeve just in case. She could see he was stressed, and whether this worked would depend on how she handled it. "I dont think you're going to want this conversation overheard" she responded softly.
8 Feb 16, 06:57 PM
Draco: Nostrils flared, he nodded once curtly. He was on edge and touchy as well.
8 Feb 16, 07:01 PM
Anya: She stepped inside and closed the door softly behind her. "By now you have probably figured out that I have it" she began. "And I'll give it back so long as you promise not to kill me for what Im about to tell you. "
8 Feb 16, 07:05 PM
[×] Draco: Eyes widening at this direct confession he was not expecting, Draco wavered for a second though his anger had not dampened down much. "And why would I not just take it? You clearly know how dangerous it is to both of us for it to be out of family hands."
8 Feb 16, 07:09 PM
Anya: Sighing, she opened her bag and held it out to him. "Doesn't matter anymore anyway" she admitted. "Because you're probably going to own me anyway after this." She looked very reluctant to continue.
8 Feb 16, 07:13 PM
Draco: She produced it and he stepped forward, grabbing it and checking to make sure it was the real thing as he said "What did you do? You did soemthing otherwise you wouldn't be so controlled..."
8 Feb 16, 07:16 PM
Anya: "A friend figured out how to deactivate the magic" she answered. "Which is probably a good thing under the circumstances..." Merlin help him figure it out so she didnt have to say it out loud.
8 Feb 16, 07:21 PM
[×] Draco: He could tell it was the right one and it's magic was still intact so whoever had done it had managed to deactivate the tattoo not the actual device. His hand clamped over it protectively. "This would have been death to keep, Belinko. I understand why you took it, but you have no idea what you just risked. And not just from me." Why it was a good thing made no sense to him; the other was his focus
8 Feb 16, 07:25 PM
Anya: "Because of you or because there are protective enchantments?" After a long pause and a deep breath, she admitted it at last. "Im pregnant , Draco, and before you say anything, yes its yours and yes I'm sure." She wouldn't be here if she wasn't. "I thought about getting rid of it, but...how can I?" It was a child after all.
8 Feb 16, 09:56 PM
Draco: "Both," he frowned, though she wouldn't have been the one to feel it so much as recieve it from him. However her next words threw that out the window. The shock on his face was largely due to the fact she had forgotten to do anything to prevent it as he hissed out "What?" Followed by a minute of fairly stony silence before his face took on a new look. Stepping closer he said to her "How much do you value your mother, Anya? I have a secret I've been sitting on as well."
8 Feb 16, 10:00 PM
Anya: He wasn't yelling or threatening her life yet, but just as she was about to relax a tiny fraction, he mentioned her mother, throwing her completely. "M-my mother?" She paled considerably, feeling ill. "What about my mother?" What had he done?
8 Feb 16, 10:01 PM
[×] Draco: His anger largely gone because of her announcement, he decided to go for broke and see how far he could get with it. She might be angry with him, but it seemed a good chance he could recover from this with quite a bit of dignity left over. "I have done nothing, but you remember what I am a part of. Currently..." he waved his hands at his trunk and a piece of parchment came winging over to him. He glanced to make sure it was the right one and then handed it to her. It was a wanted poster for her and her mother and a large amount of galleons offered. Her father's name was on the bottom and sketches of both women were there.
8 Feb 16, 10:06 PM
Anya: She remembered to breathe once he had spoke again, only to nearly throw up when she caught sight of the paper he handed over. A long string of cursing in Russian. "I..I have to tell her, she has to leave!" Her mind began working frantically. "She will have to run again, she..." But what would Anya do? She couldn't go with her mother, no way would she survive on the streets carrying a...Something seemed to occur to her suddenly. "Wait, if you have this..." She found him again suddenly. "Why am I still here?" He would have sold her out, she knew it. At least, the man she thought he was would have.
8 Feb 16, 10:08 PM
Draco: He saw the desred effect and said "I have a way out for you if you listen. That was circulated around the DE. I suspect you would not have made it home at end of term. They would have forced the address out of you and you would have been bundled off to his hands, Anya. Unless you seek my protection because I do have a way."
8 Feb 16, 10:11 PM
Anya: She was still ranting even after he had spoken until what he said seemed to register correctly. She went silent for several moments. "Why would /you/ of all people in the entire world offer to protect me?" Sure, she was carrying his child but... Maybe that was it, he was offering until the child was born. Then again, she suspected there was more to it than that.
8 Feb 16, 10:13 PM
Draco: Stepping into her personal space he placed a hand on the loer area of her body not where the mark was and said "If you vow service to me and serve me loyaly, I can squash this and remove the threat before the end of the year. Then you will have protection and purpose. My father will know, but no one else will know about...what will follow."
8 Feb 16, 10:15 PM
Anya: So that was it, she thought, he would manage to enslave her after all. At least, he was trying, she thought. Instead of snarking something out at him, she tensed when he touched her and answered: "Serve how exactly?"
8 Feb 16, 10:17 PM
Draco: He smirked. "Raise my heirs in silence a second line. Always watch out for my interests. Serve my needs when it suits me. I do not want the house of Malfoy to fall into the one heir business ever again. Ever." He smiled before adding "I think you enjoyed a good deal of what happened between us to bring you to this point anyway, Anya. Do not lie."
8 Feb 16, 10:21 PM
Anya: "Heirs...plural?" He wanted a Mistress, which, given his upbringing and single heir status made perfect sense, but...He spoke of her enjoyment and she frowned. "I could have gone without the physical violence, and the humiliation...and the part about being pregnant with the child of a man who was ready to see me dead not ten minutes ago" She spoke as if she was ticking them off one by one. "Why in Merlin's name is this a good idea?" She looked at him for a moment as if she genuinely thought he might be losing his mind. "Is there an option B?"
8 Feb 16, 10:24 PM
Draco: He rolled his eyes. "Of course you would. That was a different situation, a contest between us and you were very stubborn." He noted she had not pulled away from him nor remove his hand. So. "No. This will save your mother's life and protect you both from the madman who wants to sell you, Anya. And who better then to one who already has an interest in your health for the next nine months?"
8 Feb 16, 10:26 PM
Anya: She listened, really listened, and acknowledged that it was not a bad plan. He was in a unique position to protect her, and it was /his/ child whether she liked it or not. "Someone who will have an interest in my health after the next nine months have passed?" she offered as an objection. "What is to keep you from doing away with me once..." she gestured to her stomach and then sighed. "Once the baby is born."
8 Feb 16, 10:29 PM
[×] Draco: His hand slid up slightly, cupping her since she had not resisted him. "Yes, for you will nurse the next generation and give me a few more. Without your anger and resistance, you will find me attentive, Anya. Raise my children without the public knowing whose they are and it may save my house's future as well as yours. How can you afford to not consider it? I can afford you and your family."
8 Feb 16, 10:35 PM
Anya: She crossed her arms in order to create a bit of distance between them. She had never particularly enjoyed having her personal space invaded, and the strangeness of this conversation was a bit overwhelming. She sighed, "so in exchange for essentially being your mistress you will protect me and my mother for...what? Until my father is dead?"
8 Feb 16, 10:38 PM
Draco: He shook his head, aware of her discomfort and finding a thrill about that. "No, for your lifetime. I would not remove the mother of my children from their lives. In public we certainly would not fight, but we would appear to be leading very different lives except for your visits to my room in secret. After you leave school to have the child this summer, you will find money to help you and your mother get by. Won't you like that at least?" He grinned knowing she was coming around to the idea of being his secret bedmate. The concubine of Slytherin had a nice ring to it in his head...
8 Feb 16, 10:42 PM
Anya: "My entire life?" She was 17. The average witch lived somewhere between 100 and 150 years... Her eyes widened dramatically. She had to give it to him. "You never do anything half-way do you?" What a relief it would be to her mother not to have to run anymore, but that brought up another interesting question. He had mentioned visits to her room, but in secret, so..."So I would still live with her, unless you wanted me" That didn't sound bad, she could handle that. It wasn't the best of situations, but it wasn't as bad as she might have imagined. "What exactly would we /be/ in public?" she wondered out loud. "It is well known we do not get along."
9 Feb 16, 12:01 AM
[×] Draco: He frowned at her hesitation, but admitted to himself she had reasons. "Our children will consider you their mother all of that so yes." He nodded, with a degree of hesitation. "Clearly while you are still in school for a few more months it will be more frequent then that, call it a break in period." His lips twitched. "After that at the home you all settle in yes." No degree of small satisfaction came about his face. "Uneasy truce, though I would expect you to say I had the superior position but you could not talk about it as part of the agreement."
9 Feb 16, 12:25 AM
Anya: She was obviously suspicious, he could hardly blame her for that. "Like a horse" she mumbled. Even considering this situation had left her very vulnerable, and her pride was obviously smarting. He was clearly amused, which didn't help matters. So the only time she would have to see him was if he wanted sex? Considering it was the only time she found him tolerable, that didn't seem so bad. She arched a brow at him, clearly confused. "You expect me to say something, but I'm not allowed to talk about it." She wondered if he remembered that English was not her first language. "This is..." She wasn't sure how to put it. "A very long time to commit to something..." she paused, then added "for both of us."
9 Feb 16, 12:40 AM
[×] Draco: His face might have shown a bit of exasperation. "That's to save you from having to explain further. Which you don't really want to tell people what happened, do you, Anya?" He had been thinking of this idea for years and to be so close to closing a deal on it had him feeling a faster heart beat indeed. "Commit." He patted her belly softly. "You are already committed for that long, Anya, and you had no time to think about that one either did you?"
9 Feb 16, 12:45 AM
Anya: He was obviously irritated, and yet he wasn't yelling or threatening. That was progress....small progress, but progress. She hated to admit he had a point, but he did. "Not especially, no." He patted her stomach and her eyes widened for a moment. Right, the baby, how had that particular detail escaped her already? Then again, this was a lot to take in. If she was going to be part of her child's life, she would have to be part of his. If it came to a battle between them, she had no doubt who would win. Was being a mother worth that to her? and saving her own in the process? "All right" she conceded softly. She looked past him at the wall, unwilling to see the gloating expression he was undoubtedly wearing just now. She had come so close and yet he had won.
9 Feb 16, 12:49 AM
[×] Draco: Success was something he had expected, yet it came no sweeter. However, they weren't exactly done yet. "Clearly since we don't want anyone else in on this, we don't want to do the vow. So I have an alternative." Going over to his trunk he looked for something in the bottom fastened down, then came back with two rings, one male and one female sized. "There. On the toe and I don't think I will ever not trust you again. Out of sight as well."
9 Feb 16, 12:51 AM
Anya: She nodded, acknowledging his point, though when he returned with the rings she eyed them as though they might bite her. "What is it going to do?" The way he said it combined with her experience with Malfoy family accessories made her very wary. Voluntarily doing what he wished, though it grated, was one thing. Having her will bound up by yet another Malfoy trinket was another.
9 Feb 16, 12:59 AM
[×] Draco: He saw her look, shook his head. "Same as what most brides wear in pureblood families my dear. It simply enforces what you have already promised to do. You can not betray what you have promised me while wearing this and I'll be wearing the other. Not even a family one, I bought these a few years ago." And if she had made a marriage she would have probably ended up wearing them anyway.
9 Feb 16, 01:05 AM
Anya: She didn't particularly like it, but given their history she could understand him wanting reassurance she wasn't going to kill him in his sleep. The thought almost got a reaction. Instead, she merely nodded, though she did look somewhat surprised and relieved to realize these were not old Malfoy family magic. She had had enough of that for one lifetime. She didn't take the time to consider too closely why he might have purchased something like this. At least she could keep it hidden, unlike the tattoo which was probably hers for life now. Merlin this day could just...could it please be over now? Maybe she would wake up in the morning to discover it had all been a really terrible dream. Out loud, she only said: "Fine" in soft and suddenly weary-sounding acquiesce.
9 Feb 16, 01:11 AM
[×] Draco: He nodded at the foot of the bed saying "Well thn, sit and take off your left shoe and we'll get this finished." He sat down himself and slipped off his right one with a vague idea of a future possible trick not involving her. He placed the ring on his ring toe and motioned for her foot so he could put the other on. So close. Had he ever wanted something so much?
9 Feb 16, 01:15 AM
Anya: She did, and it was such a relief that she had to work not to merely collapse on his bed and go to sleep. She couldn't even have a drink now. d@mn. With less hesitation, she placed her foot in his hands and watched him slide it into place. It was a strange feeling that he wore one as well, and oddly it made her feel a bit better about the whole thing. She was his responsibility, which had not stopped being horrifying in the least, but she didn't quite feel like leaping off a very high cliff anymore. She wasn't maintaining her silence on purpose so much as she really just had very little to say. Anya had never been particularly talkative save when she felt strongly about something. The only thing she felt in any great amount at this moment was exhaustion.
9 Feb 16, 01:24 AM
Draco: He noticed the weariness and decided to mention it. After all, he had just achieved one of his bigger day dreams. "Nothing personal, ANya, but why do you look ready to fall over? Not getting enough sleep?" And after a minute he set her foot back down, resisting the urge to grin. "I must say, I had always hopes to be able to make a deal like this but never would I have thought it would be you."
9 Feb 16, 01:28 AM
Anya: She didn't' have the energy to be offended, and beside that, he was right. "Well" she wasn't sure how to say this without it sounding sarcastic. "Up until a couple of days ago I couldn't close my eyes without having magically induced nightmares, which is what she'd less than affectionately dubbed the memories his mark fostered on her. "Nat fixed everything a couple of days ago, but I've also been pretty much constantly sick since...maybe a week ago?" She shrugged, "so no, not much time for sleeping." His comment about never imagining it would be her made her smirk. "Sorry to disappoint" she murmured, though she wasn't terribly so. This arrangement did save her life, even if she wasn't certain it would be much of one at this point.
9 Feb 16, 01:34 AM
[×] Draco: He picked up on one point quick enough. "Nat, eh?" So now he knew who had that power. Interesting, did she mean Shire? "So probably what, a week before that would have been the classroom." He liked the idea he might know the time it happened. He rolled his eyes at her obstance to stay upright. "Lie down, Belinko, not like anyone will enter here and you have nothing to fear from me. Might as well get you caught up some."
9 Feb 16, 01:38 AM
Anya: Her eyes widened and she cursed. She definitely meant to keep that secret. She was just so tired, it was hard to focus on anything really. He spoke, and she did so so quickly it almost appeared as if he had willed it. In truth she merely didn't need to be told twice. "Anya" she corrected him sleepily. She hated her last name.
9 Feb 16, 01:43 AM
[×] Draco: He liked the thought she had just tricked herself into saying the name of the one he wanted to find. A smile as she cursed showing she too was aware it was important information. Leaning over her as she fell asleep he whispered in her ear "Sleep deep and recover, Anya." When he was sure she was deeply asleep he stripped her and tucked her into bed. Sending off an owl to his father first that he had made a deal and the father was now an enemy, he nodded to himself and then joined her. She'd probably wake up very early in the morning and he thought this would help remind her of what had just transpired.