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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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Toddy moved through the halls back to Draco’s room his mind wondering as he looked into rooms from time to time. Pausing by one room that was covered in letters and pictures he couldn’t help but wonder why Draco had none of this, surely Severus and Harry were writing to him, weren’t they? Making up his mind to ask the young man he started back down the hall. Nodding to the orderly he showed his badge as he entered the more secured wing of the ward. Looking into these rooms he still noticed the pictures, drawing and letters, it was a mystery. Knocking on the door he entered Draco’s rooms to see the young man sitting at the table eating his breakfast of one toast, one bacon, and water. “Is this all you eat?” he asked surprised, he knew that they gave their patients more food than that.

          Draco looked up at the Healer, “It’s what they give me, it’s a good day; I usually just get one bowl of cold cereal with no milk.” He shrugged not seeming to realize that the other patients on the ward were getting far more food than that.

          “What do you get for lunch or supper?” Toddy asked with a deep frown as he stood by the door.

          “Sandwich, water some days I actually get a hot meal.” Draco muttered finishing his meal.

          “It’s no wonder you have lost so much weight, they told me you were refusing your meals…” Toddy looked outraged and then without warning he muttered that he would return and left the room. Storming down to the kitchen he marched onto the supervisor’s office, for even though they worked off of house elves there was one person that over saw everything that they did. “WHY IN THE HELL IS MR. MALFOY BEING DEPRIVED OF FOOD!” he demanded snarling at the woman that sat in her desk.

          Jenny looked at the healer shocked “He’s not, he gets the standard meal of the day…” she stuttered looking upset that she was being accused of depriving a patient.

          “No, he doesn’t. What was served just now?” he asked wanting to know if they really served what was at Draco’s table.

          “Two sausages, scrambled eggs, oatmeal, toast, sliced tomatoes, diced peaches, a glass of milk and juice; they are sent butter and jam….” She looked hurt. “I would never….”

          “He is not eating that” Toddy summed the pensive that he knew she kept in the cupboard. Pulling the memory he gestured for her to look at what he had seen and had been told.

          Jenny dove into the pensive to watch what she was being presented with. When she emerged she looked livid. “Missy!” she snarled summoning the elf that served Draco daily. When the elf appeared she scowled. “Why are you serving Mr. Malfoy differently?”

          “I not want too…” she muttered looking upset and fearful. “He says if I not do it he take my fingers off…” she whimpered.

          “Who?” Jenny asked though she thought she knew.

          “Mr. Henly,” Missy whimpered again looking away.

          “You are to serve what is being severed and you are to come to me if he threatens you again, do you understand? You are my elf not his!” she snarled watching as the elf nodded. “Now prepare his tray.” She watched as the elf popped out before turning to Toddy, “Healer I am so sorry, I will make certain that this never happens again, he will get a proper diet from now on.”

          “Thank you, he has lost over 60 pounds in the ten years that he has been here and that is not acceptable!” Toddy prayed that Mr. Henly wouldn’t lash out at him but he couldn’t allow this to go on. He knew what he needed to do if Henly continued this though, go straight to the owners. “I’ll take the tray thank you Missy.” He nodded to the elf that had popped in with the tray. “Thank you Jenny.” He nodded to the woman feeling bad for blaming her; he knew that she cared about everyone in the hospital and that if something happened she blamed herself. Moving back to Draco’s room he grinned at the shocked look on his face. “There has been a massive confusion, this is what you should be getting.” He set the tray down in front of him.

          Draco stared at the food, shocked that there was so much. “How come I have never gotten this before?” he asked a little angry that he had been treated differently, but then again he should have expected it. He was a criminal in their eyes.

          “It doesn’t matter; just know that it won’t happen again.” Toddy promised. “Tuck in…” he encouraged as he conjured a chair. Sitting next to the table he noticed that the first thing Draco did was bow his head in a silent prayer before he fixed the oatmeal with butter, sugar and a little milk. “Draco, I noticed that you don’t have pictures and letters lying around, how come?”

          Draco took a bite of his oatmeal not wanting to answer that question, he really didn’t know the answer, for two years he hadn’t received a letter from the ones he loved. He had had a few letters but about two years ago they had been taken away. “I haven’t received a letter in over two years. The ones I had, they took from me, said it was punishment for something I did.” He muttered hiding the pain that he was feeling at the thought of not hearing from his lovers, or seeing pictures of the kids. “I had pictures of Harry, Severus and their kids but,” he shrugged trying to act as if it didn’t matter, “they were taken as well.”

          “Are there any pictures of your son? He’s twelve now right?” Toddy asked hoping to get to know a little more about Draco.

          “No, I have pictures of my son at home, not here, that way no one will know who my son is.” Draco whispered, ever since his son had been born it had been his job to protect him and that was what he was going to do. What no one knew though was that his son was hidden in plain sight and the picture of Harry’s kids did have his son in the mix too. “He is twelve now, second year of Hogwarts, I don’t even know what house he is in.” he sighed finishing his oatmeal and moving on to his eggs and sausage.

          “When was the last time you had a visit from Severus, Harry or your Mum?” Toddy asked seeing that there were no notes about any visits.

          Draco looked up shaking his head. “Since I was placed here I have had no visits, they said I wasn’t allowed.” The pain was clear in voice even though he tried to hide it.

          Toddy made a note to find out what in the world had happened to the communication between Draco and his lovers and why he wasn’t allowed visits when others much worse than him were. He needed them and they need him. “I am going to be giving you a new nightly potion starting tonight; I want to try to stop the nightmares.”

          “It’s impossible…I’ve never been able to stop the nightmares or the pain that comes with them.” Draco reached for his milk, he couldn’t remember the last time he had a cold glass of milk or juice. Sipping the drink he sighed. “This is good.” He whispered, looking up at Toddy he wondered if he could request something of the Healer. “With this new potion, is it possible that I can have a warm glass of milk with it?” he asked not showing the hope that he was feeling inside.

          Toddy grinned knowing from Severus that it used to be nightly routine for Draco to have a warm glass of vanilla milk before bed. “I can arrange that and I will see what I can do to add some vanilla.”

          Draco couldn’t help but look at the Healer shocked at what he was telling him. “How did you know?” he asked in a whisper.

          “Severus and Harry, I have talked to them, they have asked me to help.” He confessed and for the first time he saw the flash of hope in his silver eyes. What he didn’t tell him though was that he was treating Harry as well.

          Draco knew at that moment that Severus and Harry still wanted him, still loved him, but it didn’t tell him why he hadn’t gotten any letters of pictures from them. He knew though that he had to try to get back to them, he had promised it and the longer he held out the longer he was breaking that promise. “What do you want to know? What do you expect of me?” he asked softly not relishing the thought of reliving all those painful memories.

          Toddy smiled softly, “I think we got a good start last night, all I want to know and figure out is are you fit for the world outside these walls. I want to know, if I can place you home. My expectations are simple, work with me, talk to me and be honest and tell me when you are having a problem. My goals are to get you home by Christmas.” He added wanting to give the man a date to look forward too.

          Draco looked at him shocked, “The Counsel will never go for that…” he whispered softly.

          “Watch me.” Toddy grinned as Draco finished his meal. “Do you think you can continue where you left off, or do you wish to continue later?”

          Draco reached for his milk again, having finished the juice he wanted to make the milk last as long as possible. For even though the Healer told him that he would be getting it again, he didn’t trust it and wanted to cherish this one simple thing for as long as he could. Seeing the confusion in Toddy’s eyes he sighed “It’s been over ten years since I have had milk, I’ve missed it and want to make it last.” He confessed as he moved to sit on his bed, it was more comfortable.

          Toddy though had other plans, “How long has it been since you have been outside?” he asked noticing that he was paler than he used to be.

          “The only sun I see is through my window.” Draco whispered looking away as the Healer stood.

          “Come, we will head outside to the gardens this morning, I think it will do you good.” Toddy smiled as he opened the door for Draco to precede him. Following behind Draco Toddy called for Missy, thinking that another glass of milk would not harm the young man. Asking for the drink from the elf he was pleased that she had not asked him why or told him no but popped out and when they had reached the gardens popped back to him with two ice cold glass of milk.

          “Mater says that Mr. Draco can have as much as he pleases.” Missy grinned handing the glasses to Toddy before popping out.

          Draco watched the scene feeling that maybe he was finally being given a chance to defend himself and be himself again. The last, so called, Healer that he had seen had been so cruel to him and had taken away so many things saying that they were a privilege that he had to earn. He had never figured out how to earn back those so called privileges and had given up on the things. Looking up at Toddy he couldn’t hide the slight shine of unshed tears. “No one here has ever shown me this kindness, thank you.” He whispered softly as he found a place under a large oak tree.

          Toddy cast a strong privacy charm, then a cooling charm on the milk before sitting down near Draco. “What other things do you like to do? Do you like to draw or write?” he asked.

          “I love to do both, I had things to draw on and writing pens but they were taken from me as well. The last Healer told me that they were a privilege that I had to earn. I never figured out how to earn them back. No matter what I did that Healer just kept taking things from me. That’s why I finally just gave up and shut up. What was the point of talking when every time I tell something more things are taken away?” Finishing his fist glass of milk then reached for another.

          Toddy made a silent vow to look into what in the hell was going on, nodding he made a few notes on his note pad before looking back up at Draco. “I can’t make any solid promises but I will look into getting your things returned to you.” Watching Draco’s face he saw the slight hope before it was masked.

          “Thank you” Draco sighed leaning back against the tree, letting the sun warm him for the first time in ten years, “Well, let’s get started…” sighing he tried to figure out where to start. “After that first night Father would call me to him nightly, it started out with oral sex but it didn’t just happen at night when mum was in bed. It also happened when mum was out, we would be in the library and he would order me down on to him, he also did it when we had company that he knew was in with the Lord. The first time was horrific….”

FLASHBACK!

          Draco moved into the study, pausing by the door he heard his Aunt Bellatrix. When had she arrived? He hadn’t seen her in over a year and the last memory he had was not nice.

          “You are starting aren’t you?” She hissed at Lucius “If you don’t you know what our Lord will do to him, not that I wouldn’t mind seeing that.” Bellatrix laughed clearly thinking about young Draco at the mercy of the Dark Lord.

          “Believe me I have begun and will continue, why do you think I have called you Bella? I want to start the next phase of his training. Draco come in” he called knowing that his son was on the other side of the door, he had heard his footsteps.

Draco slowly pushed the door open; he had thought he was safe because his Aunt was there but he now knew that he wasn’t. “Yes, Father?” keeping his voice level he pushed aside the fear and approached his Father.

“Down!” Lucius ordered pleased that Draco seemed confident. “Bella, you know what I want from you.” He grinned as the woman stood. “Lightly though, it will be his first time.” He smiled in mock concern as he opened his robes. “Begin.” He placed his hand into Draco’s hair and forced him down onto his semi hard cock. Groaning in pleasure he smiled “You have learned well over the months my son…”

Draco closed his eyes to block out the fact that his Aunt was watching him please his Father, he was ashamed and mortified that this was happening. Fighting back the tears he tried to concentrate on the task at hand until he felt the whip on his back. Removing himself from his Father he cried out in pain. “No! Please, Father No!” he begged.

          Lucius tightened the grip on his hair and forced his head back, “I like the way you beg but that is not the lesson today, you will continue.” He hissed forcing Draco back on to his cock. “If you bite me, I will lash you myself, continue Bella…” he ordered.

          Draco whimpered every time the lash came down on his unprotected back. Trying to remember how to get his Father to reach completion faster he tried to pick up his speed but was stopped by his Father. Being ordered to slow down, he went another route and deep throated him and swallowed.

          Lucius moaned feeling the vibrations of Draco’s throat as he whimpered. “Harder Bella, I want to see blood.” He ordered as the lash came down harder.

          Draco cried out trying not to bite his Father, he felt that Lucius was trying to get him to. Maybe that was what he wanted, that way he would have a reason to lash him. Feeling the tears on his cheeks he closed his eyes and tried to block the pain as he continued with what his Father wanted, and after was seemed like eternity he felt the hot cum flood his mouth. Knowing that his Father wanted him to swallow he did as he bowed his head in shame.

          “Excellent work Bella, I will want to do that again…” Lucius grinned at Bella as she cackled in pleasure. “Please stay Bella I know you need a little relief….” Looking down at Draco he nodded. “You are dismissed until I call you.”

          Draco stood and limped out of the study, he felt ill, he felt tainted and used. He wished he dared to tell his mum but he knew he couldn’t, it would only be worse.

END OF FLASHBACK!

          “My personal elf took care of me; I will never forget the look in their eyes. If I didn’t know any better I would say that her and Father were fucking behind Mum’s back. I know now that he was teaching me to be obedient and that no matter what the situation was or who was there to do as I was told to do.” Draco took a sip of the milk hoping to calm his stomach. “I never wanted to do what Father made me do…”

          “No child would, you have to understand something Draco, you were a child! A baby! You didn’t ask for that, you didn’t deserve that. Your Father was the one that was wrong, not you!” Toddy said firmly as he finished his notes.

          “Does my past make me bad though?” Draco asked softly looking at his glass of milk.

                   “No, you control yourself, you make the choice to be good, bad or evil. Your past is painful, your past is horrific, but you have chosen to take the past and not do what was done to you. Am I right? Would you allow this to happen to your son?” he asked hoping to help Draco see that he would never do that.

          “NO!” He hissed “My son is everything to me and if this ever happened to him the one that did it would be dead!”

          “See, that is how a Father should think. That is how a Father or Dad should respond.” Toddy was pleased with Draco’s response to his question. “You have a lot of healing to do and part of that healing is to understand that you had no control over this and that you are a victim.”

          Draco sipped the milk thinking about what the Healer was telling him, maybe he was right. He couldn’t control what his Father had done; he couldn’t have stopped it, could he? “If I had told Mum, I could have stopped it…”

          “No, your mum is a wonderful woman, but your Father was stronger than her and he would have hurt her am I right?” He asked knowing that he was, he had spoken to Narcissa as well.

          Draco thought about that and thought back to the one time he had told his mum about something his Father had done to him. “I remember being little, Father had hit me for some reason, I had told mum, she went to Father…” he whispered his eyes unfocused as he thought back to that night, “I remember hearing mum crying, he had hit her, and yelled at her…he would’ve hurt her…” he nodded feeling the tears start to fall. He didn’t give a damn about his pride at the moment, to hell with his so called pride. “You are right.”

          “You were a child, and your Father abused you, you are not to blame.” Toddy reiterated as he made a few more notes, “Lunch should be arriving soon, would you like to leave it here for today?”

          “Please, I don’t want to think about anything else right now.” Draco whispered as they stood to slowly make their way back to his rooms. Seeing the tray on the table he stood shocked seeing the roasted chicken, mashed potatoes, carrots, fresh fruit, pudding, more milk and juice. “Thank you Toddy.” He whispered knowing that the Healer had a hand in him getting his meals.

          “I will be around if you want to talk just ask the orderly to fetch me, alright.” Toddy wanted to do some more digging into where Draco’s property was and why he was no longer allowed to write to his mates or receive their letters. Watching as Draco settled into his lunch he moved down the hall to find the Head Healer for the wing. He knew that Henly was going to give him hell, but he was dammed determined to get Draco his things back!

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