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Tablula Rasa	By : FallenEmbers Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 2912 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Tabula Rasa

Author: Fallen Embers

Rating: NC-17

Pairings: Eventual H/D, RW/HG, Draco and nature (you�ll eventually understand this, I promise)

Warnings: language, some OOCness, angst, voyeurism, death (of the hateful grudge kind)

Spoilers: Err, let�s just say all of the books just in case
Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter universe or any characters associated with it as it all belongs to J.K. Rowling. Nor do I profit in any way from it in any way other than the joy I get from playing around with these characters.
AN: This is a little bunny that�s been jumping, well more like stomping, around in my head for a while. Of course there�s another H/D bunny that�s just about rabid cause I haven�t started it yet, but I plan on getting to it soon. ~ Fallen Embers

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Tabula Rasa
Vengeance.
It was the glue that had held him together through the ordeal of his father�s scandalous arrest, which would forever stain the long, pure legacy of the Malfoy name. The only emotion that he was capable of feeling as he watched the small ember of light, a spark that had survived years of melancholy and grief, within his beautiful mother�s eyes finally die after his father�s lifetime sentencing in Azkaban. He watched, dutifully, with somber eyes as they escorted his father away after Lucius� cold, emotionless goodbyes, his father�s final words still ringing in his ears: �Avenge me and the Malfoy name, Draco, and remember that there are worse things than death. Make Potter pay the most painful price possible, take away his only reason for surviving life; take away those he sees as his family and kill him through his grief and with his pain.�
That was more than two months ago, and Draco�s heart hardened more and more with each passing day as he watched the beautiful, strong, vivacious woman that had been his mother wilt like a dying flower, until finally, she ceased living and simply existed, roaming through the manor with empty eyes and a haunted, pensive expression on her aged face.
His scarred heart throbbed with grief and filled with hateful anger every time he saw her moving through the daily routine she had created as her new life, faithfully repeating the cycle daily from sunrise to sunset like a bound ghost. His father�s parting words filled his ears every time he passed her in the hallway as she walked by him without even a glance, and with every kiss that he would place upon her pale, porcelain cheek that she accepted compliantly without any emotion, until finally, in his overwhelming grief he was consumed by them, and the idea of vengeance took precedent over everything else in his life. He began to plot horrendous, vile acts against those who Harry Potter held dear, until vengeance was the one element that was sustaining him, and he breathed it in like oxygen and absorbed it like sunlight, filling every cell within his body with it�s addictive, hateful essence.
He would start with that wretched Weasley, who he had loathed with every fiber of his being since that fateful day when Harry Potter had declined Draco�s offered hand of a beneficial acquaintanceship for the poor, filthy, hand of Ronald Weasley and his meager companionship. Draco was well educated in the Dark Arts, especially with rare, deadly curses, and the one he found the most appealing to use on Weasley was the Iuguolo per Dilogo, a curse that would drain away one�s life force, making them weak and violently ill, eventually confining them to their deathbed where they would die a most painful, agonizing death. What made this curse so evil was the fact that it fed off of the love from those who loved the cursed person in any way. The more love that surrounded the accursed, the longer and more painful their imminent death would be, some only dying after there was no one left to care for them. And with the way that the Weasley matron had bred like a rabbit in heat, the Weasel would be surrounded by his many siblings and their affections, and his death would be long and agonizing, and Harry Potter would witness his friend�s suffering from the beginning to the miserable end, whether it was his or the Weasel�s.
Next would be the disgraceful mud blood and her incorrigible arrogant intelligence. No doubt she would suffer greatly along with Potter over their friend�s miserable plight, especially since she was in love with the Weasel, but he wanted to knock her off of her high horse and put her in her rightful place; at the bottom of the Magical community where she and all mud bloods belonged. He would hit her with the Moderor, a curse that would slowly deteriorate her brain with every new spell and incantation she would try to cast, leaving her to suffer from memory loss and terrible headaches until the one day when she would cast her final spell that would leave her in a vegetative state, her body only dying when her brain finally exploded within her head after years of uncontrollable convulsions. Yes, that was a fitting death for her; death by her own thirst for knowledge and advancement.

As for the other Gryffindor imbeciles that Potter considered his close friends, well he would just find the most imaginative ways to kill them that would haunt Potter to his dying days. Perhaps an Excorio Ago that would rip off every inch of skin from a living person, leaving them alive only long enough to realize what state their body was in, screaming from the pain as they stared death in the face. He would consider using that on that damn Thomas, who all but screamed Muggle wherever he tainted the atmosphere with his filthy presence. As for the loudmouth mud blood Finnegan, he would put his mouth to use by cursing him with the Essum Caro, which would leave him craving fresh meat at all hours of the day, driving him mad with hunger until he finally snapped and feasted on the abundance of raw flesh that surrounded him; his own peers. Who knows how many of those damn Gryffindors he would kill and consume before he was discovered and either executed, kissed by a Dementor, or sent to live his remaining crazed, hunger filled days in St. Mungo�s.
As for Longbottom, he would take the opportunity that the ever dependable Gryffindor would present him by exploding another cauldron in potion�s class and cast the Ut Lanx quod Putesco curse. Oh, Longbottom would heal from any injuries that he would sustain in the accident, but his skin would remain scalded and soon after begin to slowly rot and fall off in large chunks until finally there would be nothing left but his rotting bones, and the beauty of it would be that he would be conscious through every painful moment until the very end. A fitting death for a useless waste of flesh.
The last one that he knew Potter was very protective of who still attended Hogwarts was the youngest Weasley, Ginny.
Oh how he would take pleasure in destroying baby Weasley right in front of Potter�s face.
He would curse her with the Memor Malum, which would cause her to relive every horrible and evil experience in her life through blood curdling nightmares, of course focusing on the ordeal she endured down in the Chamber of Secrets. He would then invade her mind by using Pervasor and manipulate her already hellish nightmares, morphing them into dreams so malevolent and sadistic that even the devil himself would be impressed. Surely her experience down in the chambers would be even more damnable should she be taken sexually against her will, again and again, while her body responded to every touch of Tom Riddle as he defiled her innocence as she screamed for him to stop even though her body craved more. That should be enough to poison her innocence until she withdrew into herself, finally putting herself out of her misery by either throwing herself off of the Astronomy tower, or cutting open her arms from wrist to shoulder, coating herself in her own blood, and the last image to follow her in the afterlife would be that of Tom violating her sensitive flower while she orgasmed under his experienced tongue.
And there would be nothing that Potter would be able to do to help her short of killing her himself, which is something that he would never be able to do.
As for the rest of them, he would pick them off one by one, maybe using the Imperius curse to force some to kill the others, while he found creative ways of disposing of them later, leaving the most important one for last; the werewolf. Oh but the many possibilities he could bestow upon Lupin. He could persuade Snape, whom he knew to be a supporter of Voldemort, to poison the Wolfsbane potion that Dumbledore made him brew for the beast every month, slowly drawing out his death until he was ready to kill him off. Or he could curse him with the Verto Proprius which would cause him to transform and remain in his wolf state forever, even after his death. Perhaps then Draco would give him to Voldemort to release among the population. He would be the perfect killing machine and a great tool should Voldemort want to increase the werewolf population and create his own personal army. If he was lucky, Lupin would be captured by Aurors and executed for his crimes, maybe even in front of Potter, who again would be able to do nothing to help his beloved adopted godfather.
He would break Potter by taking everyone he holds dear and drain him of every drop of emotion and humanity from him like his scarred mother. And then he would personally and proudly hand him over to Voldemort, broken and defeated, his family avenged at last.
Yes, he would quench his blood lust, and he would begin this year.
His sixth year held a promise to be his most fulfilling yet.
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1). Iuguolo per Dilogo: roughly translates into "Killed by love"
2). Moderor: roughly translates into "deteriorate"
3). Exorcio Ago: roughly translates into "to skin alive"
4). Essum Caro: roughly translates into "to eat meat"
5). Memor Malum: roughly translates into " remember the evil"
6). Pervasor: roughly translates into" to invade"
7). Verto Proprius: roughly translates into "transform indefinitely"
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