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Treason (take two)	By : Mekere Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 5986 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Treason (take two)
- 2-Farewell farewell
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disclaimer:
Characters are owned by the wonderful JKR. I am making nada moninos from this
so please no suey. thanks to Robert for the inspiration for this story and for appreciating
my yaoi joke. this is my first yaoi so please be gentle. also please forgive
any and� all anachronisms, it's PWP or
rather plot to facilitate porn so whatever works is what I use. My thanks to
SBKAR and Madlogger to pointing out my formatting issues, I had to transfer
this chappy so many times and it went through so much reformatting that the
computer finally wiped my formatting completely. This should fix it.

Treason. Amazing, how one word can wreak so much devastation.
Amazing how one man�s actions can destroy the lives of his entire family.
Draco mused as he watched the little drama in front of him unfold with
detachment. Rather harsh on the kid.
Draco sympathized with the young man standing before the throne. He recognized
Harry from his potions classes, They had more or less ignored each other since
they were in rival houses. Harry looked like he was in a severe state of shock.
I would be too for that matter. Have to
give his parents credit though; most men in Mr. Potter's place would still be
vehemently protesting his
innocence-most Court Ladies in Mrs. Potter's place would have swooned by
now-several times over.�

Instead they were both
regarding the King with open contempt and defiance.

"The penalty for
Treason is death." Voldemort pronounced evenly. Draco was impressed to see
that neither of the adults flinched or was fazed by this news. "Your Heir,
however had no part in your actions. We sentence him to slavery."

Finally
a reaction, Draco thought sardonically as Mr. Potter
paled and Mrs. Potter swayed a little. "Lucius!" the King barked
suddenly.

Lucius came forward, "yes my,
lord?"

"You discovered
their treachery, do you want him or perhaps for your son?" Voldemort
offered.

"I would have to
be a fool to decline such an honor My Lord." Lucius said bowing deeply and
took the end to Harry�s chain.� When
Voldemort dismissed him Lucius tugged the boy back to his place in the court.

�� Draco snickered mentally, nobody called
his father a fool, at least nobody alive. Two flashes of green light later the
two traitors were lying dead. Draco watched his fathers new slave go white, yowch remind me not to get on the side of
Royal Disfavor he thought with a little sympathy-it wasn't Harry's fault
that his Father had done what he did.

Once the corpses were removed Court
proceeded normally.

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�� Harry
followed Lord Malfoy numbly his mind turning over rapidly and incoherently. His
Father. A traitor. How? How could he have endangered his family that way?
Didn't his Father always say how family came first? How could he, Harry, not
have known?� Simple, you didn't want to.

�� At
Lord Malfoy's directive Harry stood beside the mahogany desk. He was too numb
with grief and shock to argue. There was a knock at the door and Draco entered
the office. "Ah, Draco good have a seat." Lord Malfoy said coolly.

�� The
Malfoy Heir took his seat, "You wanted to talk Father?" he asked
mildly.

�� "Yes."
Lord Malfoy said coldly, "Did you really believe that you could hide your proclivities from your Mother and
I?"

�� "Proclivities?
Father?" Draco said tentavely his suddenly pale face gave lie to his calm
tone.

�� "Don't
play coy. We both know what I'm talking about, if you absolutely must� persist then do so with someone who you know
is clean, won't talk, and will not threaten your wife's place." Lucius
said sternly.

Harry felt himself go
cold as he began to catch onto the situation, I don't think I want to know where this is going he thought
grimly.

�� "So,"
Lucius continued, "I think you will get more use out of our new slave than
I. �Do try to be gentle at first with him
Draco, after all it's not his fault
that his father was a filthy Traitor."

�� "Yes
Father, thank you." Draco said diffidently.

�� "Well?
go on and take him. I have business to attend to." Lucius said not
unkindly.

Draco obeyed Lucius stopped him at the
door, "Draco-be firm, but don't do anything too drastic."

�� "Yes father."

Harry stood at the
window of the manor and watched the sun set. He shifted his weight and
regretted it when he heard the chain rattle-the chain connected to Draco's bed.
He was still having trouble wrapping his brain around his situation, he had
woken up two weeks ago a free young man dreading yet more wedding plans with a
bride he hardly knew-then the Guard had arrived and turned his world upside
down. He was rather angry with himself for being so docile up to now I was in shock.� anger at his father roiled in his stomach, why should I pay for his crimes? it's not
FAIR! He complained mentally. He'd be damned if he'd roll over and play the
obedient slave for Malfoy-he vaguely remembered the Slytherine from school but
really had had no feelings toward the boy-until now. Now resentment was
beginning to rise, resentment, and a sluggish obstinacy.

�� The
door swung open and Malfoy swaggered in and gave Harry a look he didn't quite
understand and began to undress. Harry turned his attention back to the window.
"You didn't eat your dinner." Draco said mildly.

�� Harry
didn't answer. "Well, you plan on answering your Master, Slave?"

�� Harry
remained silent-that� was a mistake.
there was a vicious tug on his collar that�
nearly threw him to the floor. Harry managed to scramble along with the
pull of the chain fast enough to avoid strangulation. When the pulling stopped
he was nearly on the bed. He had barely regained his breath when the chains on
his wrists were retracted so fast that he was forced onto the bed with his arms
stretched out to each bedpost. what the
- he began to think but was interrupted.

�� "I'll
teach you some respect before the night is over Slave." Malfoy snarled and
level his wand at Harry. He tried to flinch away expecting a hex, and was
rather surprised to find that the only thing the other boy had done was to
spell his clothing off. Harry felt a wave of horrid realization wash over him,
all of a sudden the conversation that morning took on an entire new meaning for
him. no, please, not-.� he closed his eyes in denial of what was
going on. His eyes flew open when Malfoy ran a hand over his chest pausing over
his left nipple. "Figured it out?" Draco purred. Harry could smell
the brandy on the other boy�s breath. Oh,
gods he's drunk too. he thought with despair.

�� Harry
gave the chains on his wrists several vicious and fruitless tugs trying to free
himself. Draco stood back and watched with obvious enjoyment and waited
patiently for Harry's struggles to cease.

�� "There,
that's better." he crooned when Harry finally exhausted himself.
"Now, if you promise to be a good boy and treat your master with proper
respect I'll go gently with you. If not-well more fun for me."

Harry regarded him with open contempt.
Words were unnecessary, his eyes said it all. "Very well then. I'll just
have to teach you some manners" Draco said with a sadistic glint in his
eyes.

�� The
blonde abruptly turned around and dug around in a dresser and pulled out two
wicked looking metal devices and a smallish ring.� Harry shuddered as Draco gently teased his
nipples into hardness. I don't want this
I don't I don't I don't.� He thought
desperately-too bad his body wasn't listening, he suppressed a yelp into a
whimper when his tormenter placed the clamps on his nipples. god that hurts The clamps were tightened
beyond the point of pain. He jumped when Draco's hands started to roam further
down his body. Harry tried to pull his legs up to defend himself but Draco
stopped him by pulling his legs straight and sat on them, "Naughty
boy," Draco slurred, "Naughty boy trying to defy Master. Naughty boy
must learn to respect his Master. We'll begin with how you shall address me. I
am your Master and you shall address me as such."

Draco began to slowly
stroke Harry's member to full hardness. Harry whimpered bad enough that he was
to be raped but now he was being forced into this mockery of reciprocation.
When Draco was satisfied with the state of Harry's cock he slid the ring on.
Without any further ado Draco roughly flipped Harry on his stomach so his face
was pressed into the pillow. He had to fight for every breath. "Pretty boy,
naughty boy." Draco crooned from behind him. "Pretty boy hasn't
earned preparation; barely earned lube. Naughty Naughty."�

�� "Please,
no." Harry begged.

�� Draco
hit his backside-hard, "Please who?" he queried.

�� Harry
just shook his head. Draco humphed from somewhere behind him. Harry heard
something settle on a table top and a sickening slick sound. The next thing he
knew was Pain as Draco rammed into him. "Good?" Draco grunted as he
pulled back and rammed back into Harry's tight virgin hole. Harry's only reply
was a whimper, "If you want it to be better you have only to beg properly."

Harry gritted his teeth and endured as
Draco continued to hammer him. At one point Draco pulled back and paused,
"I'm not stopping until I hear what I want Pet."

Harry endured for what seemed to be
forever while Draco viciously pounded into him the pounding was interspersed
with brief pauses. Finally Harry just couldn't endure anymore, "Master.
Please." he gasped out hating himself.

�� "Good
boy." Draco grunted and rewarded Harry with three savage final thrusts and
finally came. Draco rested on top of Harry for a couple of minutes then rolled
off. "Good boy." Draco reiterated and loosened the chains so Harry
could move his arms. Harry reached up to remove the clamps but Draco stopped
him, "No, you haven't earned a peaceful night's sleep yet. Leave the toys on."
with that Draco rolled over and fell into a drunken slumber. Harry lay
miserably awake for hours later staring at the opposite wall waiting for his
mind to return to blessed numbness.

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