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Ownership	By : TransientTemptation Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 20588 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: NOT FOR PEOPLE WANTING A FLUFFY STORY!

Not sure if I'm going to be expanding this from a one shot to a full story but I decided at the very least I should post this part for you terrible people who like seeing other people hurt... of course I wrote it so I don't have room to talk... And even if this does go to a full story line it won't be getting very happy for Draco... at least not until a long while maybe even never. But since I don't have a story line in mind it's a moot point at the moment. Anyway, enjoy?

Draco swallowed hard as he tried to keep calm. He didn’t know why the Dark Lord had summoned him but he knew well enough to know it probably wasn’t all that good. His mother had been crying in her room all last night and his father looked like he would be ill this morning for the brief moment that Draco had seen him. He hadn’t seen his mother at all. All these things boded ill for the young Malfoy.

Taking a deep breath he reached up and knocked on the Dark Lord’s chamber door with as much confidence as he could scrape up. It wasn’t much. There was a moment of silence and then, “Enter.”

Draco took another deep breath before opening the door and walking in with all the poise and dignity a sixteen year old could have when faced with someone like Lord Voldemort. Draco was a bit surprised to see that the Dark Lord was not alone. Fenrir Greyback was standing off to the side. Draco knelt down in front of Voldemort’s chair, head bowed low in complete submission and respect. “You summoned me, My Lord?” he asked hoping that slight tremor was only a figment of his imagination.

“Yes. Just stay there for the moment, Malfoy,” Voldemort said seemingly uninterested. “Greyback?”

Draco stiffened slightly at the mention of the vicious -sometimes borderline feral- werewolf. The wolf grunted some and walked closer. Draco tried to remain composed and unafraid as Fenrir got closer and slowly walked around Draco’s kneeling form. Draco wasn’t sure what was going on but he didn’t like it. He had the odd impression that Fenrir was eyeing him like a slab of meat and he was deciding if Draco was a good enough cut to devour.

Fenrir bent closer and Draco tried his best not to quake in fear but he knew he failed. He froze some as Fenrir’s nose brushed over his hair and he inhaled. Oh, Merlin… the wolf was smelling him. Draco had the very unmanly urge to whimper in fear. Fenrir straightened after a moment relieving Draco of some of his terror. Having that vicious man’s mouth full of sharp teeth right by his vulnerable neck had scared him out of his wits.

“He’ll do,” Greyback said.

“Good. Then our agreement is still valid,” Voldemort stated. Draco was now very confused and his fear was starting to grow again. “Take him then. Do with him what you will.” Draco risked a glance up to see the Dark Lord waving them off with one pale hand.

Draco squeaked some in surprise as Fenrir suddenly grabbed him by the wrist and hauled him to his feet. “Let go! What are you doing?” Draco demanded thrashing some to get out of the werewolf’s grasp.

Fenrir slapped him hard making Draco’s vision shake and his head snap to the side. “Silence,” the wolf growled before throwing Draco over his shoulder and heading out of the room. “Bitches should know their place,” Fenrir said harshly. Draco squirmed as he tasted blood from his gums.

Fenrir jerked and Draco gasped as the man’s shoulder jabbed him hard in the stomach. “I like that you’re feisty but don’t over do it,” Fenrir said carrying Draco like a sack of potatoes down the hall to the room of the castle that the wolf had claimed as his own.

“Stop it! Let me down!” Draco ordered, still trying to get free.

The wolf growled as he opened the door to his room. No sooner had the thick wooden door closed then Fenrir tossed Draco to the floor, not caring how hard the boy hit. Draco gasped as his hip and elbow slammed into the stone floor and pain jolted up his body. “Listen, Bitch,” Fenrir growled pulling Draco up by the front of his robes so their faces were only inches apart. “You are mine now and you do not order me around. I give the orders and you follow them. I tell you to jump: you do it. I tell you to shut up: you do it. I tell you to bend over like the bitch you are: you do it!”

Draco’s eyes widened and he tried to move away, not caring that his struggles were popping stitches in his robes. Fenrir slapped him again and Draco hit the floor hard, tasting even more blood as he felt it roll down his chin from his split lip. Suddenly Draco felt two clawed hands grab his robes and cried out in surprise and fright when they were quickly shredded and thrown to the side. “No!”

A painfully tight grip tangled in his hair and pulled his head back roughly. “You don’t say no to me, bitch,” Fenrir growled. Draco’s eyes widened in terror and he tried to get away, earning himself a hard punch to the gut. Fenrir let him go so that Draco could curl up and gasp for breath as tears of pain streamed down his cheeks. Draco heard rustling of fabric and was terrified of what that might mean. He glanced up to see that his terror was justified by the sight of Greyback standing there completely nude, his rather large cock half erect.

Draco quickly crawled away, not wanting to be anywhere near the werewolf in the best of times and certainly not when they were both naked and Greyback’s eyes were taking on that feral mad quality they sometimes had. Greyback growled and took two long stride to grab Draco by the hair. “You don’t run away from me!” he snapped before slapping the blonde again.

Suddenly Draco felt something press against his lips and instantly turned away, pressing his lips tighter together. Greyback growled and wrapped his hands around Draco’s neck. Grey eyes flew open in shock as he tried to breathe and failed. His hands clawed at Greyback’s hands but he kept his mouth closed as long as he could. He couldn’t manage to do so forever though and when he tried to gasp in air Fenrir took advantage and shoved his cock into Draco’s mouth.

“Bite and die,” Fenrir growled as he grabbed Draco’s hair again and started thrusting roughly down the boy’s throat. Draco whimpered and tried to pull away but was unable to get free. Tears rolled down his cheeks as the wolf pleasured himself in his mouth. Fenrir groaned in pleasure and shoved his length further down Draco’s throat, making his victim choke and gag.

Fenrir continued to grow rougher and rougher until he felt himself starting to come. He shoved his length as far down Draco’s throat as he could as he released, filling Draco’s throat and mouth with his cum. He quickly pulled out before he was completely done and let the remainder of his release spatter over Draco’s horrified face, even getting into his pretty blonde hair. Fenrir put a hand over Draco’s mouth before the boy could react. “Swallow it,” he ordered harshly.

Draco whimpered but had little choice if he wanted to breathe and swallowed the wolf’s semen. Tears were streaming down his dirtied face but Greyback ignored the boy. Instead, he just pushed Draco forward onto his hands and knees and circled around to kneel behind him. Draco sobbed, already able to tell what was coming next, “Please no! Please! You can’t!”

Greyback punched Draco upside the head. “I can do what I want with you, bitch!” Draco continued to sob and beg; trying to pull away despite the iron grip Fenrir had on his hips. The wolf dug his claws in and Draco screamed a bit in pain through his tears. Fenrir growled some, annoyed at the crying but not bothering to tell the boy to stop since he knew Draco was beyond being able to. Fenrir leaned forward as he lined his cock up with Draco’s virgin entrance. “You’re mine, bitch,” he growled against Draco’s ear before slamming his hips forward.

Draco shrieked in pain and tried futilely to scramble away. Fenrir groaned at how tight the boy was before started to move his hips, slamming forward hard and fast while Draco continued to scream and cry. The boy was trying desperately to squirm away and Fenrir growled in annoyance before digging his teeth into Draco’s shoulder, holding the boy down in a classic display of dominance.

It didn’t take long for Fenrir to feel his cock twitching inside of the torn and bleeding body though to Draco it felt like an eternity. Fenrir growled around Draco’s bloody shoulder as he came hard, deep inside his victim. Draco whimpered as the semen burned his insides where he’d torn. Fenrir didn’t slow down though and kept rocking his hips forward until he was hard again. “As many times as I want… you’re mine,” he hissed against Draco’s ear.

Draco sobbed and his arms went limp as his brain seemed to shut down, no longer able to keep up the fight. Fenrir gave a bloody grin at the boy’s ultimate submission. He’d won. Just as he knew he would. Fenrir sped up his thrusts until he was just about to climax. Then he pulled out of the nearly unconscious boy and started stroking his bloody cock. He groaned some at the sight of cum and blood on Draco’s thighs. He climaxed a moment later, his release hitting Draco’s prone body and making the boy whimper at the psychological blow.

Once Fenrir was done he smiled down at his handiwork. The proud arrogant Malfoy was barely there and what was there had fundamental breaks in his spirit that Fenrir would delight in expanding. He reached over to Malfoy’s shredded clothes and wiped his cock clean on the torn apart boxers. Smirking some at the destroyed and soiled garment he got a delightful idea on how to torment the bastard older Malfoy. Grabbing his wand he went to his door and spelled the evidence of his deed onto it so everyone who passed by could see.

He made his way to his bed, not bothering to check on Draco. “Remember, bitch, I own you now. Fight me like that again and I’ll take you twice as long,” he said getting under the nice warm covers. He smiled as he heard Draco whimper and cry.
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