Living in Darkness

Chapter 2: The Unexpected Encounter

Warning: Rape/Sex Scenes

The stone walls leading to the castle's dungeons were hollow and silent. Draco's footsteps echoed loudly, the sound becoming more deafening the further he descended. The cold chill in the air seemed to heighten his senses, as if warning him of what was to come.

Upon reaching the dungeon entrance, Blaise led Draco to a cell at the end of the corridor where several Death Eaters' were gathered. This was the first time Draco had been down here since the capture of the young soon to be Order members. He saw the sunken face of a girl no older than twelve who seemed to be suffering from a terrible illness. There were six more of them that had not got away. They looked like inferi they were so malnourished. And this was what just a few days had done. A cold wave of something foreign overtook Draco as he saw Ginny huddled in the corner of one of the cells. She looked like Death herself. No one had cleaned her from that night.

Draco tore his eyes away. After all, he had done this to her. As Draco approached the few Death Eater's he saw a small form of a girl in the grasp of a Death Eater. Her eyes burned with hate, not a shred of fear present. Her blonde hair fell in loose curls down her back and settled rather peacefully given the condition that she was in. She seemed almost relaxed even though she was in death's grip.

The Dark Lord neared her and spoke.

"Who are you, and how did you manage such an attempt?" he asked, angrily. The girl raised her head to stare him in the face for a few horrifying moments and then she did the unthinkable. She spat in his face. The Dark Lord stood speechless for a few seconds before striking her hard, knocking her out of the Death Eaters' grasp, onto the stone floor.

Draco was slightly impressed as he saw her get up and spit blood from her mouth defiantly. The Dark Lord looked to him and he stepped forward.

"Draco, take this whore and find out who she is. I want to know everything there is to know. Report progress to me directly." With that said he left and the Death Eaters followed him out.

Draco removed his mask and lowered his hood and stepped closer to the girl. He stared into her deep blue eyes coldly, daring her to try that stunt with him. Her body was rigid, too rigid, as if she were forcing herself not to tremble. Her pulse undeniably quickened as Draco stepped even closer, his eyes staring darkly into hers reading her thoughts. His legilimency skills were superb, but her secrets were well hidden. All he could tell was that she did not like being near him. Something about that feeling of contempt stuck Draco oddly. He was certain he had never seen her before, but he felt vaguely that he recognized her. He gripped her arm tightly and pulled her alongside him down the corridor. She ignored him and seemed to be watching the cells beside them. She noticed the few that did not get out. And she noticed Ginny. He distinctly saw her eyes widen in shock as she saw her.

"Tell me," she said, "how exactly do you sleep at night knowing you cause such pain and suffering?"

Draco let out a huff.

"And how exactly do you know what I cause?" She looked at him glaringly and turned away, dropping the matter.

Soon Draco had her at his door and she asked, "Where are we?"

"My quarters," he replied, opening the door.

She felt Draco drag her inside the darkened room and sucked in her breath. This was not what she had expected. She noticed a rather poorly dressed female on the grand bed and soon realized it was Melanie. A Slytherin girl who she thought was one of the more decent ones. She briefly wondered if she was forced to be here.

"Get out Melanie," Draco said in a harsh tone. She rose from the bed and took in the prisoner's appearance before looking to Draco. The girl could clearly see pain spread out in her violet eyes at Draco's words. A crystal tear formed and fell down her cheek as something seemed to break inside of her.

Draco looked to the floor as he calmly waited for her to exit. As he heard the door click shut, he felt the tension break and he shoved his prisoner onto his bed. Her hands were still bound behind her back and she struggled to lie on her back after his violent thrust. Her eyes found him looking at her with cold indifference as she finally sat upright, breathing heavily.

He stood calm and collected, pristine and unnerving. She felt as if he could have stood there like that forever if he had to. His dark silver eyes that shone magnificently, yet told stories of a dark and hidden past, pierced her like daggers. The intensity with which he looked at her caused her to tremble involuntarily. It was a look she was unfamiliar with, yet she understood it. A look she feared...

Draco's mind raced as he saw the girl scrambling to right herself. She wore a fitted black tank top and tightly fitted black jeans. She was on a mission. Yet she so obviously stood out from a crowd... or maybe she didn't. She actually sort of fit in on the dark sides front. Pale skin, blonde hair, black clothing, and dark make-up. It was a ploy. Part of how she got in. If she had somehow disengaged the charms against intruders, then she would have gone unnoticed in the castle, just blending in.

"How did you get in?" Draco asked, looking away from her out his large windows over the balcony behind him. The moonlight lit the room, casting him in shadow and lighting her face clearly to his sight. She was silent for a moment, and finally spoke.

"On the first try, unlike your tasks." Draco looked at her sharply. She seemed to look almost triumphant, like there was more to that statement that a petty insult. With a wave of his wand, Draco severed her binds and grabbed her arm, jerking her towards him off the bed. She could feel his heart beating calmly in his chest as he clenched her arms tightly holding her close. His breath was warm against her ear when he spoke, the heat causing her heart rate to rise.

"Tell me your name," he said, quietly.

"Release the rest of the prisoners and I'll tell you my name," she said, defiantly. Angry, Draco thrust her into the nearest wall pushing her arms above her head. Her breathing was now audible and Draco was very aware. She noticed as he developed an odd glint in his eye.

"What do I have to do to make you tell me?" he asked, in a deadly quiet manner.

"I do not fear pain," she said, in a steady voice. She had not expected this at all. She had not planned on being alone with Draco Malfoy as her interrogator. She had expected what someone else may have considered much worse, but for her, this was the worst thing they could have done to her.

Draco noticed as he adjusted his grip on her wrists and held both with one hand she flinched. He slowly pressed his body against hers, crushing her between the wall and himself. He felt her breathing become erratic, and her chest heave with anticipation.

Draco leaned forward to whisper, "But you do fear me." He looked into her eyes and smirked. It was true. She was terrified of his closeness. Of what he could do to her. He slowly brought his lips to her neck and began to nip leaving marks as he enjoyed the tremors he caused to course through her veins.

"Just answer my questions and I will stop," Draco said, as he ripped off her tank top to reveal a black bra and rather tantalizing breasts.

She shook her head frantically as if telling herself to keep quiet. His hands reached into his cloak to reveal a dagger and she unintentionally relaxed at the thought of pain rather than him forcing her. Draco noticed. He eyed her curiously and threw the dagger into the far wall with a loud thud. She suddenly looked up to him frightened by what that meant. In realization, Draco unclasped her bra with his free hand and released her wrists to remove it. She did not try to fight him as he pulled it off of her and took her wrists and bound them magically to be restrained above her head to prevent her from fighting him.

"Malfoy, please... please don't do this..." she whimpered with her eyes shut tightly, her nipples hardening in the cool air.

Draco's movement deadened. Malfoy. She had not heard anyone call him that all night, he was certain. He watched as she noticed his delay and realized her mistake.

"How do you know my name?" he asked, "Did you go to Hogwarts?" The girl looked at him obviously disappointed in herself for her blunder. Draco was becoming angrier by the second.

"I do not recognize you, and I would not have missed you if you went to Hogwarts, who are you, tell me." She simply kept her lips tight and looked down.

"Fine," Draco said, and pressed against her closely and distinctly felt her nipples harder further at his touch. This only caused his erection to grow harder. She was truly a beautiful sight to look at. Hands bound above her head, soft golden curls falling in disarray, bare breast swollen from his mouth and delicate, pink nipples ready to be violated. He took her breast in his mouth and sucked hard enough for her to cry out in pain. Soon Draco unclasped his pants and removed his shirt. Removing his aching erection he pressed it against her lower abdomen and her eyes shot open in shock. Draco smirked as he looked into her eyes. She was scared. No, she was terrified.

"Please, stop..." she begged, tears forming in her eyes.

"No," Draco said, "unless you tell me what I want to know." His eyes were ruthless and lustful. He didn't care if she told him or not, either way he won. He pressed his erection further into her.

"Look at it," he said, as she squeezed her eyes shut and shook her head.

"Look," he repeated. She opened her eyes, realizing her position. She stared at him sadly, begging him to let her go before she gave in. He pulled her away from the wall and let her slid to the floor where he straddled her.

"Do it." Her eyes slowly traveled down his toned body to his throbbing cock resting on her abdomen. Her breath caught as she saw what he was about to shove into her. There was no way...

"Touch it," Draco said smoothly. She bit her lip and shook her head, still staring in apparent horror at his enormous erection.

"Touch it, or I'll shove it inside you right now." She looked at him and cowered. Tears were streaming from her eyes as she reached her delicate hand out to touch him. As soon as her hand rested on his dick he grabbed it and closed it around his shaft and pulled her closer.

"You've never seen a man before have you," he asked. She just looked at him blankly, as if it mattered.

"Stoke it," he said, helping her move her hand along him, back and forth. She couldn't help but look at his hand gently guiding hers as she touched the one person she hated most, aside from the Dark Lord himself, in the most intimate of places. After a moment, she could tell by his increased breaths that she was pleasuring him. It wasn't long before he clutched her hair with his hand and pulled her head down to his cock.

"Take it in your mouth," he said huskily, and she did. She felt like it was saving her from a more horrible punishment by obeying him. And for some strange, terrible reason, the look Malfoy had given her as he pushed her head down encouraged her... encouraged her to want to please him. She could have easily stole his wand at this point, but something stopped her, something about him. The way he was gently with her when he could have hurt her, and the way he was aroused further upon realizing she was a virgin. She did not think that that quality would be attractive to him. Apparently she didn't know him like she thought she did.

His left arm was holding the side of her head as she sucked him off and she noticed something on his arm slowly begin to come to color and glow. Just after she realized it was the dark mark she tasted a warm, bitter substance rush into her mouth as he came.

Draco had watched her and came harder and faster than he had in a while. He panted as he watched her choke on his cum. She looked up at him wearily and glanced at his left forearm. Draco followed her gaze and saw what she was staring at.

"Fuck," he swore as he rose swiftly and fastened his pants. He quickly put his shirt and robes back on, pausing to look at her before pulling up his hood and adoring his mask.

The Death Eater before her placed several charms on the room and left without a word. The look he had given her before was undecipherable. It was strange, and she didn't understand what it meant. She did understand, however, that there was much more to Draco Malfoy than a hooded cloak and mask.

AN/ Very smutty. Sorry if you think it's too much, but hey, it is Draco. :) Plot picks up pace a bit next chapter. Please review!!! Tell me what you think, and I can work on it! Amanda