It has been an entire week since the fight between Ophelia and Draco. They've slowly been working it out, and Draco promised he would talk to her about any problems before he made assumptions. This made Ophelia extremely happy. She was happy that she and Draco didn't have to break up because of his behavior, and she was most certainly happy that things between them were going back to the way things were. Currently, everyone was sitting at the Malfoy dining room table. The entire Zabini family was there, the Malfoy's, Voldemort, Bellatrix, who has been avoiding Ophelia entirely, and even the Parkinson's. Oh yes, Pansy was finally okay after her few months in the hospital wing. She was planning on getting her revenge soon. Even though everyone advised Pansy against it, she was still raging on the inside.

Pansy didn't and still doesn't know that Ophelia is Voldemort's daughter, but even if she did know, it wouldn't stop her from trying to break up Ophelia and Draco, let alone killing Ophelia. Pansy thought she deserved to be with Draco instead of her, and mark her words, she was going to make sure she ended up with him. Because is Pansy couldn't have him, no one could.

After breakfast, Ophelia excused herself quickly and let for the garden. She still wanted nothing to do with her real father, and everyone understood why. He was the one who started everything, and like hell she was going to be brought into it. She wandered over to the sing that hung from the largest tree. She sat on it and practiced her wandless magic. The first thing she did was conjure her Patronus. She smiled as the Phoenix flew around her and sat down quickly. Ophelia swung lightly on the swing, enjoying the peace and quiet that surrounded her.

Voldemort was watching her from the porch. He was thankfully out of view to Ophelia's peripherals, and he couldn't be more thankful. He was devastated when her mother died at childbirth, and he knew he wouldn't have been a good father if he tried to raise her by himself. That's why he put her up for adoption. He didn't know who had adopted her, but he knew it was a wizard family. He was thrilled to find out that the Zabini's had adopted her. He knew that they would be a good fit for her. Voldemort thought about the deal he made with Lucius the other day.

Voldemort and Lucius had made an agreement, that neither of them would do anything to ruin the relationship between the children, but also that no harm was to come to his daughter, not even her elf, who had decided to move into the Malfoy Manor. Ophelia was more than thrilled to see her elf friend, and as long as Ophelia was happy, Voldemort was happy. Well, as happy as he could possibly be. As long as his daughter was safe, and working with him by his side with his death eaters, he would be ecstatic. He would hope that she would continue his work if something were to ever happen to him. In accordance with the deal Lucius and Voldemort made, no harm would come to Draco as long as the couple continue to stay together, as well as the rest of the Malfoy family.

Zinzsy ended up joining Ophelia and they got to talking. Voldemort was still watching her closely, especially when Pansy had come into view. Pansy was planning on hurting her one way or another. Pansy watched Ophelia and Zinzsy. Pansy was thinking of things she could do to Ophelia that would start out as harmless. Pansy was thinking of a bat-bogey hex. Pansy smirked as she saw Draco heading toward her. Voldemort saw what was going to happen and slowly started to make his way toward the couple. He wanted to see what his daughter would do this time to defend herself.

Ophelia spotted Draco and became a little stiff. They haven't had a moment to themselves since the fight. Even when they were talking through the argument, there were other people about twenty feet away from them. But now, things are relatively okay and she's worried something bad might happen between the two once again. Pansy cast the bat-bogey hex on Ophelia as soon as Draco was within five feet. Ophelia screamed to the top of her lungs as bat started to fly out of her nose. Draco was startled and was about to cast a hex breaker spell when everyone came out in a rush. Bellatrix giggled slightly which earned her a glare from Voldemort. Pansy was cackling in the corner and everyone knew it was her doing.

Zinzsy snapped her fingers and the hex was broken. Ophelia's nose started to bleed and when he looked up at Pansy, Pansy felt her blood run cold. The face Ophelia made was murderous, and if it were possible, Pansy would be more than six feet under. Ophelia took out her wand and screamed out a spell she never thought she'd scream.

"Sectum Sempra!" Pansy fell to the ground. Ophelia was breathing heavily. She ran over to Pansy and grabbed her by her shirt.

"If I wasn't so nice, I would have killed you by now!" Ophelia was screaming in a voice deeper than normal. She was beyond the point of furious. Ophelia felt the urge to actually kill Pansy, and she has never felt this angry toward anyone in her entire life. Ophelia thought Pansy should've learned her lesson months ago to not mess with her. Ophelia started to punch Pansy in the face with all of her strength. Anywhere Ophelia could reach she made sure that it hurt. At some point, Ophelia's knuckles weren't only covered in Pansy's blood. It took both Draco and Blaise to pull Ophelia off of Pansy. The Parkinson's started muttering the healing encantation they learned from Severus for this spell. Ophelia was thrashing in the boys' arms and when they finally released her, everyone looked at her in shock, including Zinzsy. Zinzsy knew that Ophelia could have a violent temper, but she never knew it would be to the extent to where she could have possibly killed someone.

Ophelia stood before the others a panting and bloodied mess, a mixture of her own and Pansy's. Draco tried to reach out to her but she flinched and ended up hitting his arm away. Ophelia started to make her way into the house but stopped in the doorway of the porch. She started to laugh like a maniac. She turned around to everyone else and spoke.

"Is this good enough? Is this what you expect of me? Am I a true Slytherin now?" The more Ophelia spoke the louder she got. Ophelia felt such a firey rage inside her and felt the need to quench it. Ophelia went to a room where she and Draco had sparred before and started casting all kinds of spells on the testing dummies. She mostly used Expelliarmus, Flippendo, other spells similar to those. As Ophelia was letting out her anger, and eventually tiring herself out and passing out in the sparring room, she had no idea what was going on outside.

Pansy was given a healing potion for the other injuries Ophelia had given her. Pansy was once again fuming. She was definitely going to kill her sometime soon. Voldemort walked up to the girl who he thought to be pathetic. Everyone parted for Voldemort as he made his way toward and Pansy was getting cocky.

"My lord, you have to do something about that wretched thing. She's a disgrace and deserves to be punished. Killed even," Voldemort pulled out his wand and threw Pansy across the garden. Narcissa had to stifle a laugh as she knew Pansy was going to get what she deserved. Blaise and Draco flat out laughed. They knew what was about to happen. Pansy was about to be put in her place and they were living for it.

"Don't you dare talk like that about Ophelia again. She is more important than you think, and if she is killed, and I find out it was you who killed my daughter, I will make sure your death is a million times more painful than hers was." Pansy's eyes widened. 'Shit!' Pansy thought. She didn't think Ophelia was that important. It explains why she was put into Slytherin.

"That thing is your child?" Pansy asked and Voldemort once again flew her across the garden. Pansy's head had hit a stone railing and her head had started bleeding. Pansy was infuriated that she was one, being humiliated, and two, that she wouldn't be able to do anything to Ophelia while everyone was around. However, she would get her revenge when the time comes. Pansy stood on wobbly legs and groaned as she wandered back inside.

Everyone sighed as they made their way back inside. The first thing Draco did was look for Ophelia. When he found her in the sparring room, he sighed and picked her up bridal style. Draco carried her through the manor and looked toward his mother. She sighed and grabbed some washcloths and healing potions. After Narcissa and Draco cleaned her up in the bathroom, Ophelia had awoken and drank one of the health potions. Ophelia was still weak and decided she wanted to take a nap. Draco had started to carry her to her guest room but she stopped him.

"Can I sleep in your room with you?" Draco gave her a wide smile and nodded more than he wanted to. Ophelia smiled and gave a light, airy chuckle. Draco carried her to the bed and laid her down. The couple went underneath the blankets of the large green and silver bed and fell asleep almost instantly. It was the best nap they both had gotten in the past week.