Devil's Snare | By : lashton Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 13009 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Title: Devil's Snare
Rating: R
Word Count: 812
028: Sound
Paring: Harry/Draco
Summary: Harry is told to bring Draco to the light side of the war at any cost. Post-HBP, D/s, dubious consent, Post-Hogwarts, war!fic.
Disclaimer: Unoriginal characters and situations belong to JKRowling. No copyright infringement is intended.
Table of Contents found at http://www.livejournal.com/users/mahoganyhandle/9713.html
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Harry woke gradually to the scratchy sound of a quill against parchment, the sweet smell of mulling cider steaming, the frisky feel of burrowing into Malfoy. Wrapping his arms around Malfoy's waist, Harry drew him closer and nuzzled the nape of his neck. The scratch of the quill silenced. Smirking against Malfoy's rapidly warming skin, Harry caressed Malfoy's abdomen, letting his hand wind down to fondle Malfoy to arousal.
"What are you doing?" Malfoy said, voice oddly sharp and strained.
"Making love to you," Harry murmured. Malfoy's elbow jutted back into Harry's rib, and Harry released him, hissing as he grabbed at the bruise. He had a few choice curses, but never got a chance to utter them.
"What's making love?" piped Bella's sweet, inquisitive voice. Harry sat up, clutching the sheet to his chest, and gaped at the girl sitting a foot away, cupping a steaming cup of cider. "It sounds like fun! Is it like making fairy pasties? Or a spell, or—"
"Not quite like any of those, darling," Malfoy demurred.
"Well, what is it?"
"It's… ah, something that Daddies and Mummies do," Malfoy explained. "Together. Very boring. You wouldn't like it. It's a very grown-up thing to do." Bella obviously associated 'grown-up' with 'unpleasant' because she scrunched her nose in distaste as soon as Malfoy said it.
"Like when you and Mummy have to have supper with stuffy Mr. Minister or have to go shopping and don't buy anything but furniture or have to scold the stupid House Elves for upsetting me?" Harry's eyebrows shot up in surprise. Malfoy studiously ignored him.
"Yes," Malfoy said, grinning, more with relief at Bella's scowl than anything else. "Just like that."
"Yuck! I don't think I want to help make love after all." She quieted a moment, sipping at her cider. But a confused look soon came in her dark eyes and she pursed her lips. "Daddy? Why would Harry help you to make love if it's something that only Daddies do with Mummies?" Harry grimaced at the look Malfoy sent him.
"Sometimes," Malfoy said, and left it at that for a moment. Bella stared at him quizzically. "Sometimes, Mummies aren't always around to help Daddies, or Daddies aren't always around to help Mummies, so a special friend will help out with things like scolding annoying House Elves or picking out furniture."
"Harry is your special friend?" Malfoy nodded. Bella gave Harry the most brilliant, happy smile. "Good! Do special friends also help me make fairies pasties when I want? Because I want some, now that I think about them."
"Certainly," Harry agreed. "Why don't you go tell the House Elves that we're going to steal the kitchen from them?"
Dropping her now empty mug over the side of the bed, Bella climbed down and raced to the door, but skidded to a stop. She hurried back in, a suddenly worried expression on her face as she twisted the hem of her nightdress into knots.
"Harry won't go away, will he? Like Blaise did? I miss Blaise a lot sometimes."
"I miss him, too," Malfoy quietly admitted, stroking Bella's long wavy black hair. "Harry won't go away like that. I promise." Bella smiled.
"And what will Harry do when Mummy comes back?"
"Yeah, Malfoy, what will I do when Mummy comes back?"
"Um… You know that Harry has his own friends and house and—"
"But you just said that Harry didn't have to go away! You promised! And I want him to stay here with us, so if I tell him to, he has to!"
"Well, of course he's going to… stay. I did promise, didn't I?" Malfoy said. "It's just that he's not going to stay… here. He's… going to stay… in the guest house."
"I am?" Harry hissed. Malfoy cast him a withering glare, but Bella, in her elation, missed it, and she proclaimed the situation settled, then ran off to terrorize the House Elves. "Mummy?"
Malfoy grimaced and stood up. "I need some space."
"Don't walk away from me." Malfoy strode over to the bathroom, ignoring Harry's demand. Harry followed, tripping over the sheet he'd wrapped around his waist. "Damnit, Malfoy – you can't do this to me!"
"I didn't do anything to you. You did it to yourself. It's not my fault that you didn't care that I'm married!"
Harry choked. "More like I didn't know that you're married!"
"Would that have changed anything?" Harry fell silent. Malfoy sneered at him. "Exactly. You wanted to be here, now you're here. See how well you fit in?" Harry opened his mouth to reply, but Malfoy interrupted before he even got a chance. "And my wife gets home tomorrow." Malfoy slammed the door in his face so forcefully that it shook in its frame. In that moment, Harry lost the sound of his thundering heartbeat to the scream inside.
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