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Draco's Story	By : haileybeth Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 22211 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Blaise sighed as he paced the living room; he was frustrated and wanted Mathew to wake up. Watching his son as he sat there patently holding his hand and talking to him he was proud that his son was trying to care of his potential mate.

“They make a pretty pair,” Harry whispered to Blaise his eyes going to the kids; “I think they will be good for each other.”

“So do I” he looked up at a whimper noticing that Mathew was stirring. “Harry?” he nodded to Mathew as Draco and Severus moved from the window.

Harry moved to his son worried. “Mat, honey?” he called softly stroking his cheek to try to wake him gently, looking at his back he knew that he was going to need several more application of the potion before he would look normal. “Open your eyes love…”

Mathew whimpered in pain as he whimpered. “No, please No!” He began to cry batting away invisible hands that where holding him down.

“Mathew honey,” Severus called trying to get him to realize that he was safe and that no one would hurt him, “Come on Mat…”

“Mat bug, come on…” Draco whispered noticing that he was starting to calm down, and that one eye slowly opened.

“Dad?” he whispered seeing Draco first. Reaching out, and wincing in pain, he touched Draco’s hand.

“Easy, your Papa just healed that arm, it’s going to hurt.” He reassured as the tears began to fall. “It’s ok.” He whispered brushing back his hair. “It’s ok.”

“I’m sorry Dad.” Mathew whispered hiding his face in his pillow clearly remembering what had happened by the way he shook in silent tears. Looking up as Severus sat beside them he sighed not certain how to comfort his son.

“Mat? Can you tell us what happened love? Or who?” Severus asked wanting to know who had the balls to do this to a child.

Mat shook his head, he didn’t want to tell them what had happened in that room and truth be told if he told he would have to tell them his secret and he was afraid to tell them. He was afraid that they would turn away from him, he wasn’t sure he could handle losing his family.

“Mat?” Davie spoke softly reaching to take his hand. “It’s ok to tell them, they know about us now; I had to tell them…” he whispered seeing the hurt and pain in his eyes. “I had to.” He began to cry feeling hurt that his potential mate wanted to keep him a secret. “Why do you want to keep me hidden?” he asked his voice breaking.

“I told you that I don’t! I don’t want to lose my family! I don’t want….” He stopped realizing that his parents were around him and that they had heard his fear.

“Baby! Where is this coming from? We would never push you aside because of this. You are our baby, and we will love you no matter what!” Draco promised looking to Harry hurt that his son was thinking this.

Mathew looked to his Dad as the tears fell faster. “Promise? Professor Graves told me that you would push me away, told me that you would hate me, that it had happened to him.”

Severus looked to Harry, then to Davie and James, he had told someone? “Did you tell Professor Graves about the markings?” he asked trying to puzzle it all out.

“He overheard me and James, he scared me, I don’t want to lose you.” Mathew whispered shifting to try to get comfortable and wanting his Dad to hold him, “I’m sorry.”

Draco ran a hand through his hair smiling softly. “It’s alright, we know now and now we can help you two be together, and help you get through things that you may have trouble with.”

“And to continue to help you love, we need to know what happened.” Harry continued sitting beside Severus and Davie. Feeling the baby kick he rubbed his belly trying to settle the little one as he laid his hand on top of Draco’s. “Please?”

Mathew looked at his parents then to his brother and Davie, seeing the encouragement in their eyes, he took a deep breath as he began to shake with the memory. “Davie and I had a fight, he was upset with me and I was upset with him, I felt like he didn’t want to understand. He left and I stayed, I was supposed to meet James but was afraid to let him see me upset, I didn’t want him to go after Davie for something he didn’t do.” He whispered taking his Dad’s hand as he took a breath. “I had my back to the door, I heard it open, but I was hit before I could turn. When I woke, I was bound, he was raving about how I was a disgraced because I wasn’t in Slytherin, that my Father was in Slytherin and that he would have killed me because of my house. He then said that I was at least living up to what my Dad was and that I was a Slytherin whore, that it was where I belonged, under a Slytherin being taught my place. He said that he was there the night I was born and that he would’ve been a better heir than Dad and that he would have made ‘Him’ proud. He then showed me what Grandfather did to Dad; he said that he would teach me what others wouldn’t.” He laid his head on the pillow shaking.

Draco looked at Severus with scared eyes, he had though all the Death Eaters had been captured; now here was his son talking about one being in the school, and, by the sound of it, was his brother. Rubbing his son’s arm to try to sooth him he was at a loss, how in the hell did he fix this? “It’s going to be alright, we’re going to fix this…”

“Dad?” James looked puzzled and clearly not understanding what Mathew was saying. “What is a whore?” He asked seeing his parents look to him for acknowledgement. Seeing the worry in their eyes he suddenly became frightened. “I’m sorry.” He whispered wanting an adult to tell him that it was alright.

Harry moved to him and took him into his arms, “It’s alright son, this is just a hard lesson for any parent to teach their kids, and it’s one that many don’t teach them.” He whispered looking to Severus for a little bit of help. After a pause he sighed “A whore son is a person that engages in sex for money, or will have sex with many different people and not commit to just one person.” He said softly.

“But, Mat hasn’t had sex!” he protested defending his brother against the vile word.

“I know baby, it’s just a bad, nasty word that the bad man used to make him feel bad.” Harry explained as he closed his eye against the tears of emotional pain.

Mathew curled against his Dad wanting to be held more than anything. He could tell thought that something was wrong, the skin on his back felt tight and itched badly. “My back feels funny.” He whispered.

“It will baby, I am using powerful potions to heal your back.” Severus sat beside them to look his son’s back over, he was pleased with the progress but it would take a while.

Draco held him, as best that he could, humming until he had fallen back to sleep. Slowly he stood and moved with Severus and Harry out to the hall. “I have a brother?” he whispered leaning against the door frame “Will a heritage potion reflect him?” he asked Severus wanting to know the bastards name.

“It will, having his name will help, because Mat didn’t say if he was a teacher or not.” Severus shook his head. “I’m going to find this Bastard and I will deal with him!” he vowed silently watching Mathew a moment as Narcissa moved up the hall. “Cissa? Did Lucius ever produce a child that was not with you?” he asked gently hoping she would know of something.

Narcissa stopped at Severus question, taking a deep breath she looked up at him with a tear in her eye. “I didn’t think anyone knew about him.” She whispered looking worriedly to Draco then back to Severus.

“Him?” Draco asked looking at his mum with worried eyes, he couldn’t say that he was hurt with this news, but he was worried.

“It was a little boy; we were told though that he was dead.” Leaning against the wall Narcissa sighed as she thought back to that day. “Two years before Lucius and I were to be married, the Dark Lord approached Abraxas about Lucius, he wanted to have him. He was told that the contract was binding and that we couldn’t break it. The Dark Lord was angry and decided that he would still have Lucius bare him a child. I was there that night, I had to watch as the dark Lord rapped Lucius; it was the one time I saw Lucius cry. Nine months later the baby was born, I had hoped he would let us raise the child, but they took him from the room, when they came back they told us that he was dead. The following year we were married and Lucius was never the same.” Narcissa explained softly. “I lost him, heart, soul, and mind that horrible day. How did you find out about the baby?”

Severus moved closer to Draco to place an arm around him as he told Cissa what Mat had told them. “He is alive, and has been raised in the ways of the Death Eaters; he has been right in front of us.”

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Draco looked us as Severus slipped into the room, it was late in the evening and his first day home had been hell. “Asleep?” he asked knowing that Harry was napping more than normal and that Mathew had been given a sleeping potion.

“Yes, the potion is brewing and should be ready in the morning…” Severus started but was cut off by Draco.

“Morning? We can’t get him tonight?” he asked looking worried and a little ill.

Severus smiled reassuringly. “The Headmistress has everyone locked down, he is not going anywhere. Once I have his name I will be confronting the Head Mistress about this.” He answered handing him a cool drink as he sat beside him. “Are you certain you want me here?” he asked knowing that Draco was a private man and that he didn’t know the full story.

“I need you here,” he corrected as he leaned against him, “I’ve been away too long and I like having you to lean on again.” He confessed softly. “Where did we leave off last?” he asked Toddy confused a moment before he realized. “I remember now, I had told you about my fifteenth birthday.” He whispered softly. Reaching for his milk he placed his head on Severus’ shoulder as he though how to word what he knew was next. “All through the year my Father combined my lessons, it was almost on a nightly basis and it was intense. If I hadn’t had Sev and Harry to run to I might have killed myself, because I felt so worthless, I felt like that was all my Father saw me as.” His voice broke as he felt the lump grow in his throat. “As the school year ended I could tell that the summer was not going to be the same, I could feel it, Father was shorter tempered than normal, Bella was throwing hints that I didn’t understand, I tried to get to stay with Severus, telling my Father that he wanted to train me over the summer for N.E.W.T’s.” Draco shook his head as he recalled the day he had told his Father that. “He said no, told me that I was to Floo straight home when school was dismissed. It was a night that will haunt me forever.”

FLASHBACK!

Draco Flooed into Malfoy Manor with a heavy mind and heart, he knew something was wrong, and he knew that he was the target. He didn’t understand why his so called Father was treating him like a slave, or why his Father wouldn’t let him go to Severus’, he knew that being at Severus’ meant a reprieve from the lessons and a chance to really get to know Harry better than he did. Setting his bag down he called for his elf to find out why the Manor was so quiet. “Where is Mum?” he asked the elf the moment she popped in.

“Mistress is in Paris Master.” Mippy squeaked unhappily as she took her Master’s school bags.

Draco knew at that moment something was seriously wrong, his mum always made certain to greet him the day he came home from school and always made a point of spending the evening with him. “Where is Father?”

“Out Master, Master Malfoy wishes you Master to bathe and dress in what is laid out for Master. Master Malfoy also wants young Master to be shaven all over.” She looked away embarrassed that she was telling her Master that she was supposed to shave him where it wasn’t normal.

“Did he say why?” Draco asked as fear clutched his heart, something was about to happen. Watching his elf shake her head he knew that he had better do what was ordered of face the wrath of his Father. Moving slowly to his rooms he glanced at the garments on the bed and frowned seeing what looked like white, ceremonial bonding robes, and if he wasn’t mistaken they were the ones his Father had worn to wed his Mum. Feeling his heart race he moved to the bathroom after reassuring his elf that he would take care of everything she was supposed to do, he didn’t want her to have to shave him. Washing, quickly, he did what was demanded of him, then let his elf was and braid his hair before he dressed in the robes that were laid out. Looking at himself in the full length mirror he felt himself shake, and his heart race, why was he dressed this way? Hearing the door to his rooms open he turned as Lucius entered.

Lucius smirked seeing his son, today was finally the day that all his plans and hard work would come together. “Good, come.” He beckoned turning without another word, he knew Draco would follow.

Draco did follow, he would not show how nervous he was or how upset he was, he would do what he did best, hide all emotions. Stepping into the study he felt his heart plunge seeing the Dark Lord standing by the fire dressed in his finest. “My Lord.” He bowed low.

The Dark Lord smiled as he watched Draco, “Ah, there is my bride.” He sneered. “Come.” He beckoned to his side as he turned to the other man in the room. “You may begin now.”

Draco stood in horror as he was bonded to the Dark Lord, what made it all the worst was when his Father turned to him and gave them his blessing. With his mind in a fog he never realized when the man finished the bonding; the next thing he knew was the pull of apparition and them landing in his rooms.

END!

“It was horrible; all my lessons were to prepare me for being the Dark Lords husband. I never wanted too, if I had said no and tried to run…” Draco stopped feeling the tears.

“You would have been killed.” Toddy finished setting his pen aside.

“As well as Mum,” Draco sipped his drink trying to calm his stomach. “I hated it! I hated him! GOD! I wish I could go back and just…” he deflated “That would do no good, you can’t go back not really.”

“No, you can use a time turner all you want but you can’t change it. What do you think you should do now?” Toddy asked, he was pleased that he trusted him enough to finally tell him what he was tasked with, but he still wondered who the Father was to his son, and yet he feared the answer.

Draco sat in silence a moment, thinking. “Move forward, but today we learned that we can’t. Someone has attacked Mathew and it turns out it could be my half-brother.” He looked at Toddy torn and uncertain about how to handle the news.

“That may be true, but you can still move forward and allow others to handle him. I am correct in thinking that Severus was going to talk to the Mead Mistress?” Seeing him nod he continued. “By letting him handle it and by not going after this man you show me that you are not willing to let the past influence you. With your past and knowing you have someone you could get back at within reach, you should want to hunt the man down, but you only want to find him and have him punished for what he did to Mat. Do you understand?” Toddy asked hoping that he did, he knew that Draco was brilliant and probably worked it out before now, he just needed that reassurance.

“Yes, thank you, I thought I was wrong for feeling like this. I should want to beat the hell out that man, but I know it won’t do any good, the authorities have to deal with him, but God it hurts.” Draco admitted as he leaned against Severus.

“We all hurt love, it’s normal to hurt when things like this happen, we want to take the pain away from Mat, we want to take his place, that is what parents do.” Severus agreed not wanting to make him feel like he shouldn’t have these feelings.

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“Come on Lillian.” Harry called as they made beds up in the study, none of them wanted to be away from Mathew and Severus didn’t think it was wise to move him, so Draco suggested a camp out in the study.

“Coming Dad!” Lillian pouted as she crawled into bed beside the fire.

Draco chuckled; he couldn’t help but see himself in her. “Let’s all get some sleep”

“Night Dad.” Mat whispered reaching out to Draco, who was right beside him. “I love you.”

Draco took his hand “I love you too, and I promise we will find this man.” He promised as they let sleep overcome them.

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