This is a pretty dark fic, just a general warning before you read further. There will be graphic torture, fighting, character death, and maybe kinda unhappy endings. This takes place two years after Dumbledore's death. Let me know what you think?

"Well, if I didn't know better I would think you didn't miss me at all." A deep voice startled the curly haired witch. She lost herself in the library, especially when she was reading her favorite book, Hogwarts, A History.

"Draco!" Maia exclaimed excitedly as she threw her arms around the tall blonde. He chuckled as he held her tight and gave her a searing kiss. As he looked deep into her silver eyes, he felt a small pang in his chest, missing the amber eyes that once glowed with such self righteousness. Seeing her standing in front of him, looking at him with so much warmth and love helped him push those thoughts aside easily.

"I've missed you." Draco sighed as he buried his face in her thick black curls, at one time they were honey brown that shimmered gold in the sun. It was what drew his attention to her in the first place, all that hair on such a small girl. Now, he finally had her in his arms, she may not be all Hermione Granger but she was close enough. She was Maia Malfoy née Black, freshly minted pureblood, his wife and everything he earned.

"I wish you didn't have to go back there." Maia sighed sadly as she helped him take off the dirty, bloodstained robes and threw them nonchalantly on top of the white mask.

"Soon, love. Then you can come home and everything will be safe." Draco smiled as he watched her move to the small table and pick up her books to put away. "You don't need to do that, the elves can do it."

"We shouldn't depend on Dipsy for everything, Draco. She's getting old." Maia scolded him sternly as she gracefully swept through the aisles of the library, replacing her books. "When you say home...you mean the manor? Could I finally see Hogwarts?"

"Maybe, love. Severus has been very busy since the the transfiguration professor ran off." Draco shrugged nonchalantly as he watched her every move. "Why do you want to see it? Bored of your tutors?"

"Yes, it's lonely. My husband is always busy while I'm stuck here in a chateau with only Mipsy and my boring tutors." Maia pouted as she leaned on the book shelf, her eyes down cast as her husband closed the distance.

"Soon, I'll take you to Diagon Alley and you can buy all the books you could ever dream of reading. Then there's the manor library and Mother has been missing you. Although..." He leered down at her as he grabbed her by the hips and pushed her into the shelf with his pelvis. "It wouldn't do for my loving wife to be lost in ancient tomes while I wither away without any affection."

"Mmm..." Maia moaned softly as Draco left a trail of kisses down her neck. " that wouldn't do at all. You're the only man I would ignore my books for...at least that I remember." A small frown marred her face while Draco stiffened and moved his head so that his forehead was bearing down on her own.

"I am the only man you've ever known, love." Draco snarled, his grey eyes flashed furiously as Maia shrunk away from him. He loosened his grip as he saw the fear in her eyes. "I know you don't remember but it will come back in time, we've been betrothed since we were babes." He said soothingly as he traced her cheek softly with the pad of his thumb.

"It's so frustrating, Draco!" Maia whispered, her eyes filling with tears. "You said I was the brightest witch of our generation but I can't remember any of it! I'm only just relearning my fourth year and I'm 19! Why would they do this to me?"

"They are evil, my love. Once the Dark Lord finishes the blasted resistance, we can go home and we'll have the best mind healers help you." Draco's shoulders relaxed as he pulled her into his arms, running his fingers through her hair. The lies came so much easier than they once did. He would have mind healers look her over, only to find there was nothing that could be done, of course. They would continue letting her view the fabricated memories, pay for the best tutors in the world, let her learn everything except the truth.

"You'll get him, won't you? After what he did to my parents and me?" Maia pulled away from him to stare at him with wide eyes. Draco's heart melted a little at the pain he saw there. Even if she couldn't remember her parents, muggle or otherwise, they showed her memories of her growing up with a loving, dedicated witch and wizard. He leaned forward to kiss her forehead softly.

"Yes, we'll get him. Their order has been falling apart since he was captured, fucking Crabbe let him escape." Draco growled as he took her hand in his own and lead them to the high wing back chair by the fire. He positively beamed as she easily fell into his lap. "Even if I have to do it myself, I'll get him for what he's done to you. My wife for only hours and they tried to take you away from me."

"But they didn't, when I woke up I knew I loved you. Even if I didn't know who you were, I remembered how much you meant to me. I just wish I could remember my caregivers, how could he kill them on our wedding day?" Maia sighed sadly as she rested her head against his shoulder.

"I told you, they're evil. That's why we've kept you here, away from all the fighting." Draco said softly as he idly ran his fingers over her flat stomach.

"I could help...once I learn more?" Maia asked and tilted her head up to look at her husband.

"I would rather you be safe, here." Draco said firmly. The wizarding world was finally settling down in a semblance of normalcy. The more feral followers kept their more fanatic activities quiet while the Dark Lord worked behind his puppet minister to mold the world he envisioned.

"I want you to be safe too. If I could fight, I could protect you." She said with a frown as her eyes lit up with determination and Draco was brought back to Hogwarts as she scolded the dim witted duo. It actually made him smile, thanking Merlin that she was still the same person after all they done to her mind.

"No, I don't know when you'll be ready for that and I don't want you working yourself too hard. You take your time with your lessons, you've gotten through a full year of magical study in only six months." Draco said sternly, as Maia glared up at him. "I know what you get like when you take on too much. Not to mention, I'm hoping we can get started on an heir soon."

"An heir?" Maia said dumbly as her bright eyes widened comically.

"Of course, we've been married for about two years and Mother is constantly dropping not so subtle hints." Draco chuckled as he leaned in to kiss her.

"But you're hardly ever here!" Maia jerked away to stare at him incredulously. For nearly two years she was locked away in a French chateau with only her tutors and her beloved elf for company. Draco slipped away as often as he could but between his business and fighting for the Dark Lord she was starting to feel more like a mistress than a wife.

"The Dark Lord promises that the resistance will soon be annihilated, my mission is finished so I will be here with you unless he calls us." Draco said through gritted teeth, unhappy she was so reluctant to have his child.

"But what about my reeducation?" Maia asked timidly, nervous of the dark look on his face.

"You will continue through your pregnancy, then we will have nannies, elves, and Mother to help." Draco schooled his face to look reassuring while he inwardly rolled his eyes. Of course, he wanted Hermione Granger so she would want to finish her education before becoming a mother.

"Well..." Maia faltered slightly, chewing her lip. Honestly, the thought of motherhood terrified her. She woke up one day with absolutely no memory and a husband wearing a bloodied wedding robe. Draco stayed by her side for weeks until he was called away by the Dark Lord for some mission and she was whisked away in the dead of night to France.

"You'll make an excellent mother, love. In fact, I'll add a new wing in the library just for books on pregnancy and child rearing." Draco had a sly smile on his face as her eyes lit up at the sound of more knowledge. After a moment of silence she nodded her head shyly. Draco wasted no time at all as he ripped the silk dress from her body and laid her out on the hearth. His grey eyes darkened as he drank in her form, just like every time she was presented to him. She was finally his, that thought alone never failed to make him purr with satisfaction. All the years of watching her every move, only being able to talk to her when he insulted her. Now, she was his alone and he didn't even need to share her with Potty and Weasel.

"You'll get him, won't you? I don't want to have to worry about our children being raised in a world with that bastard." Maia said softly as she rested her head on his bare chest after. His heart sped up in his chest and Maia looked up at her husband curiously.

"Of course, The Dark Lord wants him for himself but if I ever have the chance, I'll suffer the punishment." Draco said solemnly, inwardly smiling that his wife wanted her best friend gone from the world. "We'll get Potter and it will all fall apart."

Draco watched her as she fell asleep, a smug smile on his face. He ran his fingers through her soft curls and marveled at how well it all worked out. Thinking back to the day he received his mark, his smile grew wider, it was the day that changed his life.

"Mother." Draco gasped as he woke in his chambers. The marking ritual took hours, hours of blinding pain that only grew worse if The Dark Lord thought the recipient wasn't grateful enough. Narcissa Malfoy smiled gently as she brushed the hair away from his face.

"You've done well, my Dragon." She whispered soothingly, Draco almost cried as the weight of his responsibility came crashing down on him. He would need to kill the headmaster if he wanted to save his family and live.

"How?" Draco croaked, relaxing back into his pillows.

"You will do what you must. Your father will be released and The Dark Lord will once agin look on our family favorably." Narcissa said primly, smoothing down her skirt as she avoided his gaze.

"I don't want to do this." Draco whispered as he shut his eyes, wishing it was all a dream.

"You must." Narcissa said firmly, pinning him with a stern glare.

"What's the point? We will lose his favor again once Father is released. I thought he knew everything, that he was a God amongst men but where did he lead us?" Draco snarled angrily, his mother looked down at him sympathetically.

"If we wish to live, then we will do our duties." Narcissa said simply with a dainty shrug of her delicate shoulder.

"If we win, she dies." Draco whispered balefully, looking at his mother reproachfully.

"Draco...if you do this, I will ensure that she will be yours." Narcissa said slowly after a long moment of silence.

"How?" Draco asked quickly, hope shining in his grey eyes for the first time in over a year.

"I have already arranged a contingency plan if you can not kill the old man..." Narcissa whispered, shooting an anxious glance at the closed bedroom door. "But if you do succeed, I will give her to you. You can marry her, even."

"Marry her?" Draco whispered in disbelief, his eyes wide as his mother's smile grew feral.

"I know what it is to love as a Black, my little Dragon. Would you really marry another?" Narcissa smirked as her son shook his head vehemently. "The Blacks have a ritual, it will clean her filthy blood and make her worthy of you."

"How?" Draco demanded, suddenly angry that he spent so long lamenting that he could never have her.

"It is not widely known but Bella and I know it, we wanted to save our sister but she ran off with the muggle before we could tell her." Narcissa sniffed as her eyes flashed in anger. "You never turn your back on family, do you understand, Draco? Family is always first."

Draco did kill the headmaster at the end of his sixth year, his first attempts were weak and not very well planned but finally he struck the old man down with his own wand. He felt powerful after he pushed his potion master to the side and said the two deadliest words known. When he saw her as they were escaping the castle, he wanted to take her then and there but Severus dragged him away by the collar of his robes. His Aunt noticed his hesitation and her crazed eyes turned to the girl fighting off Greyback, with a simple flick of her wand she pulled the werewolf away from her nephews love.

Bella was the one to retrieve Hermione from her muggle home the day after she returned from Hogwarts. She smiled maliciously as she strutted through the manor, covered in blood, the curly haired Gryffindor floating, unconscious, behind her. Wanting to send a message to the order, she made sure to bathe the walls in the muggles blood before whisking the girl away to the manor. Naricissa and Bella worked over the girl for days as they tore her apart. The ritual blessed her with Black family magic, changing her features slightly. The girl was still Hermione but her hair looked more like Bella's, her wide amber eyes turned a brilliant shining silver, and her limbs became long and graceful as she screamed. A German wizard called to the manor to eradicate her memories, leaving only well placed compulsion charms to mimic her old personality.

For a full day Draco sat beside her as she slept in a bloodied wedding gown, waiting anxiously to seal the bond of their marriage. They slipped her a potent love potion that was found in the manor library so that even though she would not remember her own name, she would know she loved Draco. When her silver eyes opened Draco panicked for a moment, stealing himself for Hermione Granger to wake up and hex him but it never happened. Instead he was faced with a confused Maia Malfoy, a breathtaking smile bloomed on her face as she reached out a hand to him and erupted into a stream of questions. The lust potion eventually overcame her need to know the answers and they were frantic and needy while they sealed their marriage vows.