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A New Darkness	By : lilysunshine Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 72891 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: If only
this were mine, I�d be living on my own private island, and driving a fleet of
corvette�s, mustangs, and a ferarri or two thrown in for good measure.

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Chapter 11

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It was the first week of October, and Raithos was sitting at
his desk, reading a letter from his father.

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My son,

Congratulations on winning your first Quidditch
match. I know Hufflepuff does not
qualify as suitable competition, but I am proud of you all the same. Any opportunity to show your superiority must
be taken to its fullest.

I am looking forward to our meeting on Halloween as well,
and yes, you may develop your own Mark to brand your followers. However, I insist that they must pass the
same trials as my own Death Eaters before you Mark them. As for your idea of performing Legillimency
on each of the new initiates, I must say it is nothing short of brilliant. I cannot believe I myself did not think of
it. It will ensure their loyalties
beyond a shadow of a doubt, and give us valuable information on each of
them. I enjoyed the idea so much that I
have been using it on my Death Eaters, all of which are loyal to a fault.

Your match with Draco is proving to be a wise one. He is more than an adequate choice for a
pureblood such as yourself. I am
pleased that he will be joining us at our meeting later this month. He has proven to be loyal to the both of us,
and will be a valuable advisor for you, much as his father has been to me.

Once again, continue with your studies. A thorough knowledge of the Light will help
us defeat them.

Pops

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Raithos smiled and pulled out some parchment and ink.

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Pops,

Thank you for the congratulations on our first
match. I am confident Slytherin will be
taking home the Quidditch Cup this year, as there is no one who can match my
Seeking abilities. Draco was the only
competition I ever had at the position, and with us on the same team, showing
my domination over all has proven to be a delightfully easy task.

I am pleato hto hear that you have employed my ideas on
Legillimency. I have come up with a few
more thoughts on the matter over the past few days. I have decided that I will not only require my followers to
submit to the attack, but they must submit completely willingly, and allow me
to roam their mind freely, much as I did with you that first night. If they attempt to block my invasion or
throw out my presence, they surely have things they do not wish me to see. I�ll not have my followers hiding things
from me.

I have a few designs I am contemplating for my mark. Some are quite similar to yours, and I
believe I will choose one of them. We
are, after all, part of the same cause, and very much linked to one
another. You will also have access to
my followers, just as I will yours.

I am very pleased you approve of my relationship with
Draco. He has proven invaluable as an
advisor, and has taught me all he knows of the ways of a Slytherin. I must say he will be an important part of
our future planning, as he is quite the cunning strategist. He wishes me to tell you he is greatly
looking forward to our meeting in a few weeks.

One more thing, Severus is making slow but steady
progress with Dumbledore. The
headmaster has begun to confide in him once again. Just a few days ago he told Severus that he feels quite guilty
for the hand he played in the death of the Potters. He admitted to having full knowledge of Peter Pettigrew�s true
loyalties, and that he encouraged the Potters to name Peter their Secret
Keeper.

I must ask you about an extremely sensitive issue
concerning Remus Lupin when we meet, father.
I am positive that he will not side with Dumbledore once the true
information about the events seventeen years ago come to light. As you know, he is a werewolf, and could be
quite an asset to our cause in the coming months. I will wait until I speak with you to make any overtures, as this
situation must be addressed very carefully.

My studies are coming along very well. It seems Draco and I have tied for top marks
in Slytherin.

Love,

Raithos.

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Raithos sent off his letter with his father�s raven, and
decided to go for a walk. Draco was
currently tutoring Crabbe and Goyle in potions. While not the complete imbeciles most people made them out to be,
they were still quite lacking in skill when it came to that subject.

Thinking about Draco brought a smile to Raithos� face. Yes, at first their relationship had just
been good fun between best friends, but it had steadily become something more
for both parties. They were becoming
quite dependent on each other, and Raithos didn�t mind one bit. He loved waking up next to Draco each and
every morning, and slept much better at night, knowing he was there. To any observer, the relationship seemed
mainly physical, with a deep friendship.
But in private, the two could be quite caring. Draco had given Raithos an environment where he didn�t have to be
the Dark Prince, the Future Lord, and could be himself. He provided Raithos a break from the
structured hierarchy that had become his life.
While the other Slytherins were his friends, and he could be casual and
joke around with them, ultimately, he was their ruler, and had to act like it. Draco kept him from becoming a tyrant, just
as Lorelai had for his father, a role he now found himself fulfilling for the
Dark Lord.

Raithos found himself wondering about the corridor leading
to the great hall as he thought. As he
turned a corner, he bumped into someone, knocking them to the ground. He looked down and found Hermione Granger
staring back up at him with a mixture of fear and fury.

�Ms. Granger, you should really watch where you are
going. Some people in this school are
quite dangerous to bump into. Myself
being one of them,� Raithos said coldly.

�I�I�m sorry Harry��

�That is not my name! It would be in your best interest to stop hoping I will �come to
my senses� and return to being the Boy-Who-Lived. If you insist on harping on the idea, you will find yourself greatly
disappointed in the end. Assuming you
are still alive when that end comes.�

�I just don�t understand!
How could you just abandon your friends like that! We were there for you for six years!� She
yelled.

Raithos struggled to maintain his temper. It wouldn�t do to loose his cool in front of
such an insignificant person. �You were
not there for me. We already discussed
this! I know about the letters! Yes, we talked more about the ones Ron and
the Weasleys received, but I know about yours too! I know that Dumbledore wrote you before you even came to
Hogwarts, telling you about poor Harry Potter.
The Boy-Who-Didn�t-Have-Any-Friends.
I know that�s why you sought me out on the train that day. I know he told you to keep me in line, to
keep me from becoming too independent.
That�s why you and Ron kept such a close eye on me! That�s why you followed me everywhere. That�s why you forced me to study, to not
take risks, and to not think on my own.
Did you honestly think I�d forgive you once I found out?

�You are nothing to me.
Nothing. You are not worth my
time. You used me from the second you
met me. Just like everyone else. Except my father, and the Malfoys. They have not used me for anything. Yes, they have taught me things, and yes, they
have involved me in their plans, but it is a give and take relationship. They genuinely care about me, because I am me,
not because someone told them to,� Raithos finished. He looked at her coldly.

�I�I�Harry�� Hermione stuttered, eyes filled with tears.

�I told you that wasn�t my name,� Raithos said, his
voice disturbingly soft. He pointed his
finger at her and whispered, �Crucio.�

Hermione screamed as she writhed on the ground, tears
falling from her eyes and streaking across her cheeks.

Raithos stood and laughed as she cried at his feet. �Let this be a lesson, Mudblood, I am not
the na�ve, deluded boy you grew up with.
I am my own man now. You and
yours should be very concerned�I do not take betrayal lightly.� He removed the curse with a wave of his
hand, and bent over the crying girl, to whisper in her ear. �Just ask my uncle, Peter, and
Bellatrix. Oh wait, you can�t. Because they are all dead!�

With that he turned on his heel and walked away.

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Draco returned to his room to find an eerily happy Raithos
chuckling on the bed.

�What are you so delighted about?�

�Oh, not much, just thinking about the fun I had a few
minutes ago with a filthy little Mudblood in front of the Great Hall,� Raithos
replied, grinning widely.

�Raith, if I wasn�t secure in my unparalleled abilities in
bed I might be worried about that last sentence. What did you do?� Draco asked as he sat down on Raithos� lap.

�Well, it seems the squirrel is still clinging on to the
hope that one day Harry Potter will return and save all the good little witches
and wizards. So I did my best to
convince her otherwise. A little pain
can go a long way, love.�

�Mmm, yes it can. In
more ways than one,� Draco purred, leaning over to capture Raithos� lips with
his own.

�God you are so fucking gorgeous �Co,� Raithos murmured in
between fiery kisses. He ravaged
Draco�s mouth, seeking out every crevice with his tongue, nipping and sucking
on his bottom lip. He tore open Draco�s
shirt, buttons flying every which way.

�That is the third shirt you�ve ruined this week Raith,�
Draco complained in between kisses to Raithos� neck.

Raithos growled and flipped Draco over, pinning his arms
above his head. �You know you like it
rough, just shut up and take it like a good little boy,� he breathed, pressing
a knee between Draco�s legs. Draco
moaned as he spread them wide, hooking his knees around Raithos� hips and
arching upwards to grind against his lover.
Raithos sucked and bit his way down Draco�s chest before pulling back to
rid them of their remaining clothes.

Raithos picked Draco up by his thighs and pinned him against
the wall the bed was pushed up against, grinding their erections together. Draco groaned again as Raithos pulled back
to slide a finger down his back and feather over his entrance, all the while
dominating Draco�s mouth with his own.

�Please Raith��

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Raithos growled and muttered a spell, lubricating his
fingers. He used his upper body to keep
Draco pinned against the wall, and moved his hand down to press two fingers
into Draco�s body, then slowly moved them in and out, drawing whimpers and
moans from his lover. He added a third
finger and brushed over his lover�s prostate, causing him to cry out
deliciously. Raithos sucked on Draco�s
neck as he withdrew his fingers and lubed his throbbing erection.

Raithos looked up into Draco�s eyes and he pressed into
Draco�s tight sheath in one smooth movement.
Draco sucked in a breath as his eyes fluttered shut, only to snap back
open as Raithos pulled out almost all the way and thrust back in, hard.

�Fuck�� he breathed.
Raithos answered with a stream of curses hissed in parseltongue, causing
Draco to moan, arching his hips into his lover and wrapping his legs around his
waist.

�You are so goddamn tight �Co�� Raithos breathed, thrusting
forcefully in and out of Draco�s body.
Draco threw his head back against the wall and clutched Raithos�
shoulders tighter. Raithos felt the slow
stirrings of rapture building in his body.
He angled his hips slightly, thrusting over Draco�s prostate with each
deep stroke.

�Please Raith�. harder, I need��

�What do you need love,� Raithos asked, still moving,
feeling sharp sparks of pleasure running through his veins.

�God�please� I need to come��

�Fuck, you are so pretty when you beg,� he moaned, and it
was so true. Draco�s skin was flushed
pink, his eyes half closed with desire.
His legs wrapped wantonly around Raithos� , ba, back arching to match
every thrust, straining mor more.
Raithos reached between their moving bodies with one hand to grip
Draco�s weeping cock, running his thumb up the sensitive underside and over the
tip.

�Please�so good��

A few thrusts later, Draco came, moaning Raithos� name
loudly, muscles contracting around the erection buried deep in his body. The feeling of those tensed muscled pushed
Raithos over the edge; he cried out as he pumped his release deep into his
lover, riding out his orgasm before collapsing onto the bed, Draco right on top
of him.

They lay there for a few long moments, relearning how to
breathe. Raithos reached up to brush a
few strands of hair from Draco�s eyes.

�Mmm, love you �Co,� he whispered softly, already falling
asleep.

�Love you too,� his lover responded, nuzzling into Raithos�
chest as he closed his eyes.

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A/N: There you go
all you �I want Raith to top!� people!
I told you it would happen. Like
I�ve said before, I just can�t make up my mind as to who is better on top, and
nothing says I have to. They can take
turns. It all depends on the mood. Now, I doubt I�ll be able to post again
until at least tomorrow night, so all of my faithful readers will just have to
sit tight for awhile. Do not fear though,
I shall return. This story just has so
many possibilities now.

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