We had been curled up between the sheets for what felt like 5 minutes when in reality it must of been well over 2 hours. Both of us unable to keep our eyes off each other, I looked into him now deeper than I ever had before. I was connected to him now more than just emotionally it was physically, emotionally and everything in between. The essence of him ran straight through me.

His touch ran down my forehead to the tip of my chin over and over yet everytime he did it, it felt brand new.

Seeing Draco like this was so different to me. His hair not quite perfect, his body not quite as tense as usual and his expression not leaving me wondering what he's thinking. Right now I knew what he was thinking, even with everything else coming our way the only thing we could focus on was right now, here in this bed that felt a million miles away from everyone. It stayed like this for a few minutes more until I saw the mood change just by the sudden flicker in his eyes.

"We should go downstairs shouldn't we?" My whisper broke the blissful silence.

"Only when you're ready."

"I am."

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There was no point putting off the inevitable, at some point I was going to have to go down there and face whatever was going to come my way.

I threw on some clothes out of the miscellaneous items I'd packed and headed down stairs to face the man that at this moment I feared the most.

I was greeted to a large dining room of some sorts although I couldn't imagine anyone having a homely dinner around this table. Draco and Narcissa were already seated midway and to match the irony of his ego, Lucius placed himself at the head of the table. No one spoke a word, the deafening silence only broken by the sound of cracking wood on the large fireplace.

"Sit." Lucius' voice shuddered over, so harsh and cold.

I followed his instructions and took my seat at the foot of the table. The almighty creak from my chair caused a wave of nerves to fill me. I couldn't be this person right now. I needed to be confident now, god Ivy. You need to show him you can do this. That you can be just like him..even if I couldn't. You needed to play a part.

"Do you really think for a second I believe you are doing this for your pledge to the Dark Lord." His ignorant smirk filled his face.

I took a breath, I needed to compose myself. I needed to be my mother, I needed to dig deep and find whatever was in her that I knew had to be in me. I needed to be strong and powerful. I needed to be her.

"I don't mind if you don't Lucius. I don't mind whatever you think of me. However I do mind you coming inbetween me and my destiny. This is the life I want and the life I am choosing and I can't imagine the Dark Lord being too pleased in you trying to prevent someone joining him and devoting their life to him. After all isn't that what you have done? Your wife and now your son?" I felt the power, I felt it rushing threw me along with the crash of adrenaline pulsing through my veins.

His face never altered, however if looks could kill I wouldn't be alive right now. I looked to my one side rapidly to see Draco's half smile creeping onto his face. He approved of my speech, in fact I think he enjoyed it. To see someone say exactly what they thought to his father instead of shying away.

"Nicely worded Miss. Drayheart. For a moment I felt like I was sat across from your mother but of course she is dead isn't she Ivy. Please don't for a second think you are smarter than her, she made mistakes that lead to her death just as you will. It's in your blood. I just hope you don't kill everyone around you like she did."

"Lucius please." Narcissa's voice cracked as she spoke.

"Enough Narcissa. A child deserves to know how her entire family died don't they? For it wasn't your sister that was the root of your problems was it? It was your godawful mother that killed them all. She knew what fate her child had yet she tried to intervene which lead to her death but not before watching her daughter and husband die. The only slight peace she knew in her dying moments was that after everything she had done, out of her perfect little family her darling daughter wasn't there, she wouldn't have to experience any of what she had. Your mother was wretched liar who never cared about her allegiance to the Dark Lord, she disgraced the Dark Lord!" He spat his final words, the veins in his neck and face had risen to the surface in anger.

I looked to Narcissa and Draco, both of their heads slightly lowered in either fear or nerves.

"I must stop you there Lucius." I watched as his face altered slightly to a vision of pure hatred.

"If I haven't already made it clear I have only one intention here, to show myself to the Dark Lord and prove to him I am worthy of his honour. I am not my mother nor am I my father Mr. Malfoy. I am Ivy Drayheart and I am ready to pledge myself to the Dark Lord."

The room remained silent for what felt like an enternity. Waves of nerves and guilt flooded over me at the words I had spoken. Maybe yes it was a role I had to play but what worried me the most was how well I played the part.