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Love Conquers All	By : Drarry-Lisa Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 1518 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter-9
The Cruciatus Curse
"He is just a muggle. He is old and poor and would anyways have died in a couple of days. How does it matter if we use a cat or a muggle? At least the cat could live longer." Marcus argued for the third time and Albus found himself nodding. Yesterday, he had learnt Imperious and had successfully cast it on several animals since then. He was pretty excited for learning the Cruciatus curse too but he had promised himself that he won't cast it on a human being. But when they stood in front of an old muggle man who was sitting on the path, his back against the tree and his mouth wide open, he found himself agreeing with Marcus. The man was old and poor and won't last long like this. He would be a better subject then an animal.
Albus nodded and looked at Marcus "All right. How will you lure him?" They were standing at a safe distance from him. The path was empty. Their was just one little problem that troubled Albus. "Marcus, dad and Draco are home today."
Marcus merely laughed "Oh! Don't worry darling." and kissed Albus lightly on his lips "I will lure him after they go to sleep."
Albus smiled a little at the kiss and nodded "All right then. Let's go home for now. You can bring the - the subject later."
After one last look at the sleeping old man, Albus left the place and went back to his home, hand in hand with Marcus. He did not see a lean figure remove a cloak and drink a potion after dropping the man's hair in it. Neither did he see the figure shoo the man away from that place. He retreated to his home with Marcus, kissing him on the way every now and then, happy in his fool's paradise, unknown that he was weaving a path to hell.
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"Dad, where is Scorpius? He does not miss dinner." Albus asked dad. Dad had stopped looking at him at all. Draco spoke to him at times but he spoke sternly and Albus did not understand why. He did not understand their problem with Marcus. He was really glad that dad had at least returned to have dinner with Draco. He missed them. Presently, though, he was worried for Scorpius who was missing and had been missing since afternoon. Albus wondered where the boy was.
"We are not his keepers, Albus. Why would he tell us before leaving? Why do you care, anyways? You are rather busy these days." Dad snapped at him in an irritated tone and Albus looked at his plate before sighing "Is it necessary, dad? I know that you don't like him. But-"
"It's not about mere likes or dislikes. It's not about his father, either. He was behind that attack in Great Hangleton, whether you believe it or not." It was Draco who had intervened and Albus sighed in annoyance "You have no proof of that. You are just imagining things, Draco."
"You will call me Mr. Malfoy, Albus and do not take that tone with me. You don't want to see the consequences of misbehaving with me." Mr. Malfoy narrowed his eyes and warned him dangerously.
"But I thought - Scorpius- I" Albus stammered and Mr. Malfoy abruptly stood up "That was before you involved yourself with a criminal, an insane criminal. I will be in my room Harry. Good night, Mr. Potter."
"Dad-" Albus started but dad got up and shook his head before taking Mr. Malfoy's and his plate to his room.
Albus sighed and closed his eyes, irritated beyond belief. He looked at Scorpius's empty seat and sighed again. Something nagged at him. Where the hell was Scorpius? He waited for fifteen more minutes before getting up and walking towards Scorpius's room. Marcus was probably waiting for him with the subject and Albus was getting late.
He knocked the door before entering the room. The room was empty and the room was filled with Scorpius's perfume and Albus felt as if he was coming back home. It was a dangerous thought, considering his relationship with Marcus. But he could not stop himself from walking to Scorpius's bed and sitting on it. Neither could he stop himself from hugging his pillow and breathing deeply. The pillow smelled just like Scorpius and it was heavenly. He had missed Scorpius so very much. But he couldn't back off now, not when Marcus was teaching him so much. Scorpius would never teach him such things. He would never let Albus learn dark curses. He was boring and Albus wanted some excitement in life. Marcus brought that excitement. Shaking his head, he stood up and picked up Scorpius's jacket from the chair and hugged it tightly. His heart felt heavy. It had been so long since Scorpius had hugged him and he missed him so bloody much.
He returned the jacket to it's place on the chair and walked towards the door wondering why his heart was sinking. Even as he switched the lights off and closed the door and walked towards Marcus, his heart pounded and he did not know why. His instincts screamed at him to stop. Something, some very base instinct was screaming.
Stop. Don't do this.
Albus couldn't stop, though. He wanted to learn Cruciatus, didn't he. It was just a poor muggle, a muggle who was already dying. He would just be a little injured. He was just learning, that's it. He did not have to injure the man permanently. Then why did it seem that he was doing something very wrong, that he would never be able to forgive himself for what he was about to do.
He did not listen to his instincts and walked towards Marcus.
"Hey." Marcus was waiting for him. The man's left arm was bound to the trunk of the tree and he was looking at him very strangely. He had expected the man to plead and beg him to have mercy. The old man just looked at him, though and Albus stared back, waiting for the begging to begin.
"Hello. So he is the subject. Was it difficult to lure him." Albus asked and dropped a chaste kiss on Marcus's lips.
"Surprisingly easy." Marcus murmured and they turned their attention to the man who was sitting quietly, his gaze unwavering and sharp on Albus.
The man had a dirty beard and had sad eyes. He had a dark weak face and was wearing rags. His body was weak and starved. Albus looked at the man's face for a moment longer and then turned towards Marcus "Shall we start, then."
Red eyes gleamed and his lips upturned in a smirk. "Yessss." He hissed and Albus shivered. He had wondered if Marcus was a parselmouth like him. Of course, he was, considering that he was Voldemort's only heir. "Pay attention to my wand moments. "
Albus nodded and Marcus hissed, his wand pointed at the quiet man "Crucio" The change in the man's calm demeanour was instantaneous. The man started screaming and shouting in pain and Albus felt numb. Tears streamed down the man's eyes when Marcus hissed again "Crucioooo."and he moaned in pain.
"Come on, Now you have to give it a try."
Albus nodded and pointed his wand at the man. He was whimpering in pain and screaming, his hand on his head and his body doubled over. "Cruc-Cruc" Albus stammered and Marcus spoke soothingly "You have to mean it, Albus. Try again and mean it this time. Close your eyes and feel the desire to hurt this muggle and you will be successful. He is nothing but a burden on earth, Albus. He does not deserve to live. He is a useless pathetic excuse for a human being."
Albus knew that Marcus was wrong. He knew it at heart but he did not allow his heart to dictate his decisions and shouted "CRUCIOOOOO."
The man screamed and screamed and Albus laughed "I did it." and shouted again "CRUCIO. CRUCIOOOOOOO."
The man's screams and moans and Marcus's infectious laughter fuelled his enthusiasm and he shouted again "CRUCIOOOOOOO."
The man was a mess by now and Albus did not want to be the reason of the man's death so he decided to stop. "I have learnt the curse now." Albus muttered and then opened the man's bound arm. Something ached inside him and he wondered what it was. He tried to ignore it but the man looked at him with pain in his eyes and the feeling became more profound.
"We must -" Marcus started and Albus intervened sharply and he knew that he had spoken in a very dominating tone "No. Let him go. I want you to some with me. I want to fuck you tonight. Come on. Lead the way."
Albus was mesmerised at himself. Where had the last line come from. "I want to bind your arms and fuck you from behind." Albus almost covered his mouth when such debauched words escaped it. His eyes drifted towards the man who was looking at him with so much pain that Albus shivered. He felt guilty and he did not want to feel guilty. He needed a distraction and he glared at Marcus. "Are you deaf? Lead the way. Don't you understand. Go to my room and undress. Lay down on your stomach and wait for me. I want your legs spread."
He looked at the man again in irritation. He was looking at him quietly and Merlin, the pain in his eyes astounded Albus. Why would he be in so much pain. It had been, what seven times perhaps. Marcus had still not moved from his spot and he glared at him.
"Albus, we have not slept together yet even once. Are you sure?" Marcus asked with unsure eyes and Albus's patience finally wore thin.
"You don't understand, do you?" He snapped and stomped towards the red eyed boy. With a very angry hand he grabbed his hair and pulled his head towards his side, baring his neck and the he bit his neck hard. He bit it so hard that he was sure that it would leave bruises and then backed off.
He turned towards the man who was looking at him angrily now and looked at Marcus who was looking at him in lust.
"You don't know how to obey people, do you? You will remove you clothes and bend and spread your arse wide apart. I want to fuck you here and I want to fuck you without preparation.
"But-" Marcus started and Albus looked at the man again who was glaring at him now. He did not understand why and somehow it fuelled his anger. He grabbed Marcus's hair and pulled his head to the side again "You will do as I say. Won't you?". He slapped Marcus on his right cheek, not very hard though, just enough to show that he was in command right now.
Marcus's eyes darkened and he nodded. Albus looked at the man who was looking at them with narrowed eyes and backed off. "Undress and bend. Then spread your arse for me." The red eyes boy obeyed him and Albus felt his instincts screaming at him again. He turned towards the man again. His eyes were trying to stop him and Albus did not understand why but he did not stop. He knew it was monstrous but he did not stop. Marcus was beautiful. He was handsome and dashing and had an extremely firm and round arse. He bent but did not spread the cheeks. Albus slapped his arse in annoyance and snapped at him "Spread the cheeks."
"Yes." and Marcus obeyed him.
Albus unzipped his jeans and slid his jeans and underwear on his knees and placed the tip of his prick on Marcus's perineum. He looked at the man who was looking at him with wide eyes now. His eyes were still somewhat angry, though they were wide in disbelief and disappointment too. With one jerk, Albus thrusted inside Marcus and was inside him. Marcus shouted and Albus moaned in delight "You are so bloody tight."
"Move. Please Move." Marcus begged him and Albus finally moved, his eyes on the man who was looking more pained and angry by the moment. Albus fucked Marcus and fucked him hard. After countless thrusts and screams and pleasured moans, they came and Albus spilled his seed inside Marcus.
He moved out of Marcus gently and for some reason, could not look at the old man at all. Softly, he whispered "Go away. Go." but the man did not leave. When he looked at him he found that the man's face was etched in pain from the cruciatus and he couldn't move perhaps. He turned towards Marcus who was gathering his clothes and was avoiding Albus's eyes.
"Marcus. Please wait for me in my room." He requested softly, anger having drained from him.
Marcus nodded and looked at him weirdly and then fled, having dressed back.
Albus turned towards the man who was curled into himself and was looking at the sky silently. Albus knew that the man was homeless and had nowhere to go. He asked him "Why are you not leaving?" and the man looked at him with eyes so full of pain that Albus couldn't take it anymore. He stormed away from their, away from the man's pained eyes and bleeding lips. He had not known that constant exposure to Cruciatus led to bleeding and was surprised to know it.
He ran and ran until the image of the man and his eyes and his screams and Marcus's screams fled away from his mind.
He wanted Marcus and excitement and wanted to learn everything. It was perhaps wrong and immoral but it was very seductive and nothing would make him back off.
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