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School for Pets	By : Fightingwings Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 45017 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 6
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. This story is purely fiction....and sexy fun. I make no money from writing this.

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Hello everyone! I forgot to tell you in the first chapter that the characters in my story are a bit OOC. Thank you all for the support. I was so excited to see all the reviews. Speaking of which, Vittani I love your idea for the flashbacks! It's something that I will definitely do. So far I have four chapters done for this story, but I need to fix them. I wrote them all at work, so they don't have any of the sex scenes in them. They all should be updated by the end of the day. I will update more chapters as soon as I write them. I am excited about this story so it shouldn't take too long to update. Here is chapter 2. Enjoy!

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          The next morning Draco was conversing with his father as Voldemort and Harry entered the dining room. Voldemort sat at the head of the table and Harry sat on another cushion that was placed on the floor, this one a deep purple. It was chilly this morning so Harry had dressed in black pants and collar along with an emerald green long sleeved shirt. Voldemort was immediately served his breakfast by a house elf. Once he began to eat, so did everyone else. Harry happily balanced his plate on his lap and ate gracefully. Voldemort smiled down at his little pet. He used to have to wait for Voldemort to give him permission to eat, but that was before his master found out about his past.
Flashback
            “Pet, I have a question for you. I have been meaning to ask you this for a while, but I keep getting distracted.” Voldemort said as they lay in bed.
            “Yes Master?” Harry asked.
            “Where did you get all of your scars” Voldemort asked. He had noticed the first night that Harry was covered in a plethora of scars, scars that he was not the cause of. Harry froze and looked away.
            “I-It’s nothing Master.” Harry said.
            “It is not nothing. Someone has hurt you and I want to know who.”
            “It wasn’t anybody. I fell.” Harry said, not looking at his master.
            “Do not lie to me pet! Tell me. Now!” Voldemort demanded, his eyes narrowing.
            “It wasn’t anybody! I fell because I’m a stupid, clumsy freak!” Harry cried.
            “Pet! Tell me now, or I will punish you!” Voldemort thundered. He pushed Harry off of the bed and onto his knees.
            “I fell down the stairs! I’m a clumsy freak!” Harry cried. Tears were streaming down his face and he rocked back and forth, muttering ‘freak’ to himself. Harry’s strange behavior stopped Voldemort from punishing his distressed pet. Perhaps using a different approach would give him the results he wanted.
            “Pet, why do you keep calling yourself that?” Voldemort asked.
            “Because that’s what I am and that’s all I’ll ever be.” Harry replied.
            “Who told you this?”
            “My…my uncle. He didn’t like that a freak like me was in his house.” Harry said. Voldemort’s eyes widened, surely Harry’s uncle didn’t do what Harry was suggesting.
            “Pet, did your uncle ever hurt you?” Voldemort asked, not entirely sure if he was prepared for an answer.
            “….Yes.” Harry answered after a moment. Then he looked up at his master and told him everything. He told him where every scar came from. He told him about the physical and verbal abuse. How his uncle started sexually abusing when he turned 14. How he was starved, locked in a cupboard and forced to clean and do chores every day. How Dumbledore and his friends knew about the abuse but did nothing to stop it. Voldemort held his pet as Harry cried and revealed every grisly aspect of his abuse.
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            After that Voldemort had made some new rules for his pet. Harry was still considered his property, but he was the best pet that Voldemort had ever had and he wanted to make sure that Harry would stick around for a long time. If that meant making some unconventional rules then he would do it. From that moment on Harry was not allowed to skip any meals. He was allowed to eat as much as he wanted as long as he did not go overboard and become fat. He was also allowed to go into the kitchen at any time for a snack if he grew hungry. He no longer had any cleaning responsibilities; those were given back to the house elves.
            The abuse also explained the strange and seemingly random panic attacks that Harry had. He was obviously claustrophobic, which triggered some attacks but others seemed to happen randomly. Voldemort placed a spell on Harry’s collar that alerted him every time that he was having an attack. Voldemort seemed to be the only one who could calm Harry down again.
            Harry was not allowed to refuse sex, even though that was never an issue, but Voldemort made sure that Harry always enjoyed himself so that he wouldn’t link it back to his previous abuse.
            “Draco.” Voldemort said once he was finished eating.
            “Yes my Lord?” Draco replied, looking up from the report that he had been reading. His actions had caused him to be promoted in the ranks. He was now Lucius’s apprentice and was learning all the things he needed to know to be the Dark Lord’s right hand man. He was learning quickly and Lucius hoped that in the next few years he and his wife would be able to retire, leaving his position to Draco.
            “Finish your breakfast and meet me in my office. There is something I need to discuss with you.” Voldemort said. He pushed his chair away from the table and stood. Harry rose and placed his empty plate on the table before hurrying after his master.
            Voldemort was sitting at his desk going over paper work when there was a knock at the door. Harry was laying on another one of his pillows, this one had been enlarged, in front of the fire as he read a book. He looked up as Draco entered and stood before Voldemort’s desk.
            “Have a seat.” Voldemort said, still looking at his paperwork. Draco sat down and patiently waited for Voldemort to address him again. Harry had set his book aside to watch. His plans now came down to whether Draco would agree or not. He was also watching for any signs of his master wanting anything from him. Most of the time he knew what his master needed before Voldemort realized it himself. Finally, Voldemort set his paper aside and looked up at Draco.
            “How are you adjusting to your new position Draco? Lucius says that you have quite the affinity for it.” Voldemort asked.
            “I am still getting the hang of the full spectrum of the job, my Lord, but I believe that I could excel at it.” Draco replied. Voldemort nodded in agreement.
            “I am glad to hear that you enjoy it. However, I called you here for a different matter.” Voldemort said, he paused as he looked around his desk for an object that wasn’t there. Then he smiled as Harry placed a steaming cup of tea in front of him and Draco. “Thank you pet.”
            “Of course Master.” Harry smiled, standing to Voldemort’s left.
            “Harry has suggested something that I have taken a liking to. He wants to train the future pets himself.” Voldemort said, taking a sip of his tea. It was perfect, as usual.
            “Quite the commendable idea. He would be the best one to do it. What do you need me to do?” Draco asked, also sipping his tea. He had no idea how Harry knew how he liked his tea, but it was so perfect he almost moaned in bliss.
            “Right to the point.” Voldemort chuckled. “ We both know that Harry is powerful both with and without his wand. However, I still worry for his safety. If you agree, I would like you to sit in on his lessons. You would not have to do anything unless you wished to, you would be there merely for intimidation and muscle.” Draco thought it over for a moment.
            “That shouldn’t be a problem. I can use that time to catch up on other things I have been too busy to do. While I enjoy my current positon I am finding it hard to fit everything that I need in one day.” Draco said, Harry smiled happily and he couldn’t help but smile back. Voldemort nodded.
            “Well then pet, you can start working on the curriculum. Let me know what you need.” Voldemort said
            “Thank you master!” Harry said, hugging Voldemort. Then he gasped and quickly let go. “I’m sorry master, I forgot myself.”
            “It’s alright pet. I’ll forgive you this time.” Voldemort said. Draco smiled at the pair of them. At first he was a bit leery about sending Harry back to a man who treated him like a possession, but seeing them now he knew he made the right choice. Against all odds, Harry was actually happy in his current position. He liked being Voldemort’s pet, and Voldemort seemed very happy with their current arrangements as well.
            Even though Harry was in a position where he was considered as a possession he was treated better than most husbands treat their wives. Voldemort would give him lavish gifts, mostly for no reason other than he wanted to. Harry could open up his own sex shop with the amount of sexual related toys, apparel and instruments that Voldemort owned. The house elves only cooked food with the finest and most expensive ingredients. Some of his followers thought that Voldemort was spoiling his pet too much, but Harry never acted out because of it. He was always so grateful. His upbringing taught him to treasure everything he had, and it also led him to have a strange love of shopping.
            Because Voldemort took care of his every need, the huge amount of money that he inherited from his parents were just gathering dust in his vaults. Harry loved to go shopping, but Voldemort always said that it was too dangerous. Finally, after months of begging and bargaining, Voldemort agreed to let Harry go into town once a month to do the shopping. They used to order their food and ingredients through the mail, but it was always lacking somehow. Once Voldemort let Harry go shopping he was able to buy fresh ingredients that would keep for a long time with a few stasis spells. Harry always came home with something unique from town.
            As much as Voldemort had an effect on Harry, Harry had and even greater effect on him. Ever since Harry had become Voldemort’s pet there had been considerably less torturing of his followers. In general Voldemort seemed much happier, and that made his followers happier too. They were more eager to go the extra mile for him. It seemed that Voldemort actually enjoyed having someone to take care of and to warm his bed each night. They were a strange couple, but they were happy.
            “You are dismissed Draco. Thank you for your assistance in this. I feel much better allowing Harry to do it knowing that you will be there.” Voldemort said.
            “It’s my pleasure my Lord. Harry is my friend as well. It will be nice to be able to spend some time with him again.” Draco said. He stood and bowed before leaving, shutting the door behind him. Voldemort went back to reading his paperwork, but Harry fidgeted next to him.
            “Pet, go and do something.” Voldemort ordered, starting to get annoyed with his fidgeting. Harry went back over to his pillow and tried to start reading his book again, but he couldn’t. He really wanted to show his master how thankful he was, but didn’t know how. Then he smiled as he thought up a wicked idea. As quietly as he could he crawled over to Voldemort’s desk and open a hidden panel that allowed him to climb into the alcove under the desk where Voldemort’s legs were. Voldemort added it so Harry could please him and he wouldn’t have to move out of the way. Voldemort didn’t notice what was going on until Harry was opening his pants.
            “What are you doing pet?” He asked huskily as he hardened.
            “Just showing my appreciation master.” Harry smirked. He quickly unzipped Voldemort’s pants and pulled his half-hard cock out. Harry moaned softly and started licking, grinning as Voldemort hardened fully. Voldemort groaned and tried to concentrate on his paperwork….but he was failing miserably. As Harry took him into his mouth he gave up all together. One hand gripped the arm of the chair tightly and he buried the other in Harry’s soft hair.
            “Pet!” Voldemort groaned. Harry hummed and sucked hard as he pulled off until only the head was still in his mouth. Then he released the suction but teased the head with his tongue. If there was one thing that Harry was naturally good at, it was blowjobs. He never failed to leave his master trembling after a mind-blowing orgasm.
            “Merlin! Your mouth is positively sinful..” Voldemort said, his head falling back against the chair. He gripped Harry’s hair tighter as he deep throated him and swallowed several times. Then Harry set off at a strange pace that kept Voldemort moaning. He never knew what Harry was going to do next. He would go fast and then slow, suck and then lick, hum and scrape his teeth along the length. He always knew exactly what to do to prolong Voldemort’s orgasm. When he started to get close Harry would stop, wait for it to pass, and then build it back up again.
            “Fuck! Pet, come on.” Voldemort groaned. Harry sucked and started to bob his head fast. This time, when Voldemort’s orgasm came, he didn’t stop. He drew back half way and hollowed his cheeks. Voldemort groaned has he came hard, shooting his cum down Harry’s throat. Harry swallowed it all.
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