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Will you be my daddy?	By : Sasunarufan13 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 75783 -:- Recommendations : 10 -:- Currently Reading : 20
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter nor profit from it. J.K. Rowling owns everything.

Chapter List
- 28
- 29
- 30
Author's note: Here I am again with the next chapter LOL

Thanks to the following reviewers: LilianKnight (you can't take away my cookie O_O); Luminari_Lilium (I'm an evil author LOL Hehe, that'll be revealed in a couple of chapters); Fjellnord; SP777 (LOL); bcjink; delia cerrano and unneeded

I hope you'll enjoy this chapter! Also, I don't know how children would react to an abduction so I tried my best ^^;

Chapter 29

Draco groaned when he felt something wet touching his forehead and cheeks. What had happened?

He heard hushed voices and concentrated on them.

"I never thought his reaction would be this severe." That was Daphne, sounding shocked.

"Potter is his lover, what did you expect? That he would be calm when he heard the news?" That was Severus sounding annoyed.

An alarm bell was going off in his head. There was something wrong; very, very wrong. Something that had to do with Harry.

He pained his brains and slowly everything came back. The meeting with his associate; the storm; Daphne telling him Harry was kidnapped …

Harry was kidnapped!

His eyes flew open and he shot up on the couch, looking around wildly. His eyes caught sight of the grandfather clock standing in the left corner.

It showed a quarter to eleven. He had been unconscious for two hours. Fuck. He had to find Harry. He wasn't about to lose him now that he finally had gotten him. He would rip the asshole apart that had dared to steal Harry.

He swung his long legs off the couch and stood up, grabbing his wand and ignoring the shocked gasp of Daphne. "Draco!"

He reached out for the door handle, but a click told him that the door was magically locked. His fury went up a notch.

He whirled around and saw that Severus had been the one to lock the door. Severus calmly put his wand away.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Draco hissed, his grey eyes trying to glare through his godfather.

"Keeping you from making a mistake." Severus narrowed his eyes. "What were you planning?"

"I'm going to search for Harry and kill the son of a bitch that took him." Draco growled; the hand on his wand clenched tighter.

"And how are you going to do that? You have no clue as to who did it or where Potter could be." Severus said impatiently.

"I don't care. I will find him." Draco glared and pulled at the door handle. "And when I find him, that fucker will wish he was never born."

"What about Scorpius and Teddy?"

Draco stiffened.

Daphne stood near the fireplace, watching the two men nervously.

"What about them?"

"If you go now, they will think you disappeared too. They need you to be there for them." Severus explained softly. "I understand your urge to search for Potter, but it would be futile. You would do more by staying with the boys than going on a wild search with no clue to follow."

Draco took a shaky breath. "I just don't want to lose him." He whispered.

"Draco, Potter is the most stubborn man I have ever met and I knew his father. He won't give up easily." Severus replied gently.

"You sure about that?" Draco asked in a small voice.

"I'm sure." Severus soothed.

Draco's shoulders sagged. "Fine, I won't go searching. But if they find that son of a bitch, I'll get my hands on him first." He said darkly and left the room, going upstairs.

"Are you sure Potter will be back, sir?" Daphne asked softly.

Severus stared out of the window. "I'm sure about his stubbornness. The rest is up to him." He replied. "You can go home, Miss Zabini. There is nothing more you can do now."

Daphne shook her head. "No, I think it's best if I stay here."

"Suit yourself." Severus sighed.

Draco sighed and opened the door to Scorpius' room. His heart clenched when he saw the tear tracks on Scorpius' face; he was curled up tightly in bed, hugging his favorite doll to his chest.

Silently, Draco walked over to the bed and tucked his son under the blankets, caressing the soft blond hair and kissed his forehead.

Scorpius fussed a bit, but didn't wake up.

He decided to check on Teddy too before going to his bedroom. He wouldn't sleep in the bedroom he shared with Harry; that would only remind him of his lonely state.

Teddy had curled up in bed, completely hidden underneath his blankets. Draco could only see a small lump. He sighed again and closed the door.

On his way to his bedroom, all kinds of scenarios flashed through his mind.

If he had decided to wait with his visit to Wales and had stayed home, Harry wouldn't have gone shopping and wouldn't have gotten kidnapped.

If Draco had gone shopping too, maybe he could have prevented the kidnapping from happening.

If he had taken Harry with him on his trip, the kidnapper wouldn't have had a chance.

If he had followed any of these scenarios, the outcome of this day would have been different.

Draco clenched his jaw and entered his room. He wouldn't start searching, but Severus had never said anything about using an outsider. It was time to collect some favors.

He grabbed three pieces of parchment and his quill and started writing furiously, his cold eyes scanning every word. Afterwards he called three owls, sending them flying into the cold January night. The letters would reach them this night already. He was sure they would understand the urgency of his request and start searching immediately.

The men he had sent his letters too were the only ones he trusted to do the job perfectly. Sure, they worked in the underground, but that was what made them perfect for this job. They knew how to keep off the radar.

After changing in a shirt and pajama pants, he crawled in bed. It was kind of ironic that he would have to thank his father for being able to contact these men. If Lucius hadn't made this sort of connections, Draco wouldn't have gotten help.

He guessed his father did something smart after all.

Light grey eyes flew open, the owner of them panting and trembling in the aftermath of the nightmare. Hands clenched the blankets, the body shaking with repressed sobs. He pulled his sheets tighter around him, trying to hide from the dark that threatened to swallow him.

The blankets didn't provide much protection. Soon the darkness would take him away too, just like it did with his daddy.

"Daddy!" Scorpius cried, but his daddy didn't come. Daddy wasn't there to save him. He grabbed his bunny doll and scrambled out of bed, running to his door, yanking it open.

He gulped when he entered the silent, dark hallway. Only a bit of moonlight shone through the windows, bathing the long hallway in weak silver light.

Scorpius sniveled, disrupting the silence, and he clutched his bunny tighter to his chest. His bunny would protect him.

The dark was so scary; he didn't want to be alone. But his daddy wasn't here and he didn't know where his papa was. He didn't even know if his mommy and uncle Sev stayed for the night.

He looked around; he couldn't go back to his room – there was a monster that would take him away!

Suddenly he remembered that his big brother was just a few rooms further. He would go there and Teddy would protect him. Teddy would hide him from the darkness.

Determined he walked further, but stopped when he passed the pets' room. He looked at it and bit his lip. Surely, Ivory and Dagda were scared too? They wouldn't want to be alone either. Slowly Scorpius opened the door and looked around.

Ivory was sleeping on the windowsill and Dagda was curled up on a pillow on the floor, his head hidden underneath his small paws.

Scorpius tiptoed to Ivory, patting the fur softly. Ivory blinked and raised her head.

"Come, Ivory, we're going to Teddy." Scorpius whispered and stuck out his arm.

The little ferret yawned, but climbed on the offered arm, walking further up to lie in Scorpius' neck.

Dagda woke up and sleepily mewled when Scorpius bent down to pick him up.

Scorpius held the kitten in his arms like a baby and hurried out of the room. Dagda decided he was too tired to make a fuss about his position and fell back asleep.

Silently, Scorpius opened the door to Teddy's room and slipped inside. He narrowed his eyes and saw the vague shape of Teddy buried in his blankets.

Hesitantly Scorpius shuffled to the bed, placing Dagda at the foot end. Ivory slipped off his shoulder and curled up against the kitten.

With shaking hands, Scorpius reached out and softly shook Teddy's shoulder.

"Teddy?" Scorpius whispered.

No reaction.

"Teddy, wake up." He repeated and shook harder.

Amber colored eyes blinked and stared dazed at the boy in front of him. Teddy frowned when his brain finally woke up too and told him that Scorpius was in his room.

He sat up and rubbed his eyes. "Scorpius, what are you doing here?"

"Can I sleep here, Teddy? I don't want to be alone." Scorpius bit his lip.

Teddy sighed annoyed, but looking at Scorpius' scared face, he couldn't bring himself to send the boy away.

He opened his sheets and made space. "Fine, get in." He murmured.

Scorpius beamed and quickly climbed in the bed. He shuffled under the blankets until only his eyes were peeking out of the sheets.

"Thank you, Teddy." He whispered.

Teddy huffed, but turned on his side, facing Scorpius. He closed his eyes and wanted to fall back asleep, but was stopped by Scorpius.

"Do you think daddy will be home soon?" Scorpius' voice sounded small.

"I don't know, Scorpius." Teddy replied irritated. He didn't want to think about the possibility that he would never see his dad again. Dad was strong; he would come back to them. He had too.

He was startled when he felt two small arms circling around his chest and a small warm body snuggling against him. Scorpius burrowed his face under Teddy's chin.

"I hope daddy comes home soon." Scorpius sniveled. "I miss him."

"I miss him too." Teddy muttered and after a moment of hesitating, he slowly put his arms around Scorpius and hugged him back. "Good night."

"Good night." Scorpius smiled weakly, but felt a little better, engulfed in Teddy's comfortable warm hug. He closed his eyes and knew the dark wouldn't be able to take him away now.

An amused grunt left the dark haired man's mouth when he finished reading the letter. He hadn't expected Malfoy to collect his favor that way, but he didn't complain. It would be easy. All he had to do was going to Diagon Alley and try to find a trace of magic in an alley where Malfoy's lover had been kidnapped. Then he would have to compare that trace with the traces left on the remains of the destroyed house.

Normally searching for a particular trace would be hard, especially in a crowded place like Diagon Alley, but when a wizard used magic, he always left a certain trace with a feeling behind. Depending on the used magic, the trace could have a feeling of happiness, anger, sadness – or have a malicious feeling. He would search for the last one. Not many people visited Diagon Alley with malicious feelings and nobody destroyed a building without some kind of feeling. This task wouldn't be too hard for him.

He glanced at the name of a particular person mentioned at nearly the end of the letter and recognized it as the one who was Malfoy's personal messenger. He would send the information about the traces to this person and he would make sure that Malfoy received it.

The man took his wand and set the letter on fire. There would be no evidence that could give him problems later on.

He sighed and grabbed his jacket. A Malfoy who had to wait was a dangerous one and he valued his life. He closed his eyes, concentrated and Apparated to London.

A few miles to the east of London, a man with purple spiky hair was rudely awoken by an incessant pecking on his hand.

"The fuck?" He muttered and groggily opened his eyes. He frowned when he noticed a brown owl staring at him in a reprimanding way.

"What the hell do you want?" He asked rudely and was punished by a sharp peck in his arm, before the owl dropped the letter and flew away.

The man hissed and growled. One of these days he would set those fucking feather balls on fire.

He grabbed the letter and squinted in the weak moonlight to read the content.

When he reached the end of the letter, he groaned and smacked his forehead. Damn that Malfoy to hell. For something as inane like a kidnapping, he called in his debt to ask around in the underworld.

Couldn't he be like other partners and wait in fear for the ransom letter?

At least he would be freed of his debt when he fulfilled the request. Sighing he stood up and stretched, yawning widely. It was time to pay a visit to his pals in the underworld.

Fourth of January

The sun had barely risen up in the sky when Draco was already sitting at the dining table, all dressed and his hands clenched around a cup of tea. He had been sitting for a while now, having nothing better to do than to wait for the replies. It was strange waking up to a cold bed with no Harry next to him. For years he had been sleeping alone, but he had gotten used to sleeping next to Harry quickly.

It was so hard not being able to do something to save Harry. If the situation hadn't been that horrible, he would have laughed: Draco Malfoy, the Prince of Slytherin, wanting to save someone. Saving someone was something Gryffindors did, not cold Slytherins. He understood why Severus had forbidden him to go out – someone needed to stay with Teddy and Scorpius – but that didn't mean he had to like it. He felt restless and hated the feeling of being helpless.

What if the kidnapper decided to kill Harry, not even bothering with a demand for ransom? Draco would have given the kidnapper all he wanted in return for Harry. But the kidnapper hadn't even tried to contact him. What was his purpose? Why kidnap someone and not even try to contact the family?

Draco clenched his jaw and stared out of the window. He probably should get up and wake the boys, but he didn't feel like he getting up to their rooms and wake them up and hearing them ask about Harry.

He slammed his fist down on the table in anger. "Fucking hell!" He swore and glared out of the window.

"Draco?"

He turned around and saw Daphne standing in the doorway looking uncertainly.

He blinked. "I thought you would have gone home yesterday." He muttered.

Hesitantly, she walked further, keeping a wary eye on him as if she was afraid he would suddenly turn against her in a rage. "I decided it was better to stay with you and the boys now. You need me more than Blaise now."

Draco snorted.

"I'm really sorry, Draco. I should have been more careful." Daphne told him softly.

Draco shook his head. "Don't apologize; it's not your fault. You couldn't have known that Harry would be kidnapped."

"Still, I feel that if Potter had been walking in front of me, it wouldn't have happened."

"Yes well, we can all try to think of different scenarios, but that won't help us." Draco suddenly snapped. Then he shook his head. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have snapped at you."

"I don't mind. I understand how you feel." Daphne sighed and sat down. "Do you think that the Aurors would have found something by now?"

"I doubt that." Draco muttered darkly, not having much trust in the Aurors and the Ministry in general. They would probably put more effort in their search considering it was Harry Potter who had been taking, but at this moment Harry didn't have a good reputation due to his relationship with Draco. What if there were a couple of bastards that decided that Harry had gotten what he deserved for keeping company with an ex – Slytherin?

"Draco, an owl is waiting for you with a letter." Severus appeared in the room. "May I ask you who you contacted last night?"

"Just a few contacts." Draco muttered distracted and hurried out of the room.

Severus stared after him looking suspiciously. He hoped Draco hadn't done something stupid.

Impatiently Draco fed the owls some treats before shooing them off. He opened the letter and scanned it quickly.

The contacts in the underworld hadn't brought up anything apparently. Nobody had heard of someone trying to kidnap Harry Potter. They were busy with trying to escape the Ministry's clutches and no one had dared to do something as obvious as kidnapping Harry Potter.

His other contact had been able to compare two trails of magic, but it wasn't something he was familiar with. That ruled out the known culprits. The only thing he could say about the trails that whoever it had been, it was someone who had started dabbling in the Dark Arts a while ago and who had a very malicious aura.

Draco sighed and threw down the letter. Now he still knew nothing. There were many people who used Dark Arts, so the information was practically useless.

"Fuck." He groaned.

One hour later, they had gotten news of the Aurors. Like expected nobody had been able to find a trail or find a suspect. They would continue searching, but they weren't optimistic.

After hearing that, Draco had left the room to destroy everything in a room in the West wing. When he had finally stopped venting his anger, everything in the room had been demolished. Not one object was whole.

Teddy and Scorpius had woken up at ten a.m. and had meekly entered the room. They had played with their food for a while, not in the mood to put something in their stomach and had finally left the table and had gone wandering in the Manor. Teddy was just aimlessly walking around, not seeing anything, not thinking about anything. His mind was blank.

Scorpius was following him silently, wringing his hands in his sweater, not really sure what to do. He had wanted to go to papa, but papa had been looking very scary and Scorpius hadn't wanted to make him mad. A mad papa was not a pleasant sight.

Normally they would have had lessons, but Severus had known that the boys wouldn't be able to concentrate as long as their dad was gone, so he had cancelled the lessons.

Severus went back to his house in the afternoon, saying he needed to work more on the antidote for the poison because he had finally made a breakthrough with it. He still had to wait for the ingredients to arrive, but he was certain he had discovered the antidote. The murderer was smart, but unfortunately for him, Severus was the best Potions Master in the country and he had worked under Tom Riddle. When you worked for a near immortal man with an insane desire to conquer the world and a sadistic nature, you learnt how to invent and dissect potions.

When evening came, Draco was so tense that he just stood up from the table at dinner and stormed to his room.

Soon after Scorpius and Teddy followed, leaving Daphne alone to fend for herself.

Teddy had immediately walked into his room, bringing Dagda with him and when Scorpius heard the lock click, he understood that Teddy didn't want his company or anyone else's for that matter. It hurt him because he felt lonely and he didn't want to be alone, but he didn't want to anger Teddy. He didn't want his daddy to hear that he had been a bad boy when he came back.

He hesitated for a while in the corridor, debating whether or not he would go to his own room, but his fear of the dark stopped him. He fiddled a bit with the sleeves of his pajama and Ivory sniffled a bit in his neck.

He bit on his lip and slowly turned around, making his way to his papa's room. He knew where papa had slept when he hadn't met his daddy and he thought he would find him there.

A few minutes later, he stood in front of a closed door. He hesitated again, but took a deep breath and knocked softly on the door.

"Come in." Papa's voice growled.

Scorpius shivered hearing the growl, but opened the door slowly.

Papa was standing next to the window, glaring at nothing in particular, still dressed. He turned to the door and raised his eyebrow when he saw his son.

"Scorpius, what are you doing here?" He asked and clenched his jaw when he noticed Ivory lying in Scorpius' neck. Merlin, but he loathed ferrets so much …

"I – I wanted to sleep with you." Scorpius mumbled, shuffling with his feet.

"Why?"

"Because I – I don't want to be a – alone." Scorpius muttered, head bowing. Normally papa wouldn't ask why he was there; did this mean that he didn't want him there? A sudden thought made Scorpius freeze. What if papa was mad at him because daddy disappeared? Maybe papa blamed him because he had wanted to go to the candy store desperately. But he hadn't wanted his daddy to disappear because of him!

Draco was startled when Scorpius began crying softly. He immediately rushed over, hugging Scorpius to his chest.

"What's wrong?" He asked worried.

"I'm sorry." Scorpius cried.

"What for?" Draco asked confused.

"I didn't want daddy to disappear!" Scorpius sobbed and buried his face in his papa's neck. Ivory squeaked and jumped on the floor, scurrying over to a corner of the room where he curled up and watched the duo with wary eyes.

"I know you didn't, sweetie, it's not your fault." Draco soothed, rubbing his hands over the small back of his son.

"But – but if I didn't go to the candy store, then daddy would be here now." Scorpius whimpered.

Draco sighed and picked up his son, placing him on his lap when he sat down on his bed against the headboard. "Scorpius, listen to me carefully." He began and tilted Scorpius' chin up, forcing him to look in his eyes. "It isn't your fault that daddy disappeared. It was the fault of an evil man. You did nothing wrong."

"Will daddy be angry at me?" Teary grey eyes stared at him in fear.

Draco kissed his forehead. "Daddy won't be angry at you when he comes back. I promise."

Two small arms came up to wrap around his neck. Draco grabbed his wand and pointed it at the window. One muttered spell later, the curtains had closed and the room was dark now.

Scorpius whimpered and buried his face under Draco's chin.

"Sssh, I'm not going anywhere. You can stay here for the night." Draco whispered and carefully maneuvered them both underneath the blankets, keeping his arms around Scorpius' back.

Before Draco closed his eyes, he whispered another charm that would let him know immediately if Teddy got upset. It was a charm he had used when Scorpius was still a baby.

It wasn't long before they both fell in a restless sleep.

Fifth of January

It was the third day of Harry's kidnapping and Draco was slowly going insane with not knowing where Harry was and if he was okay. He would give everything to have Harry back.

Teddy had taken to stay in his room, only coming out when it was time to eat and even then he only played with his food, shoving it back and forth on his plate before disappearing again.

Draco had finally had enough and followed Teddy after telling Scorpius to stay with his mother while he talked to Teddy.

Scorpius had nodded with wide eyes and had gone back to Daphne.

When Draco arrived at Teddy's room, he softly knocked on the door. He waited but when he didn't receive an answer, he opened the door slowly.

Teddy was sitting in bed, staring out of the window.

"Hello Teddy." Draco said softly and walked over to the bed, sitting down on it while facing the young boy.

Teddy didn't react.

"I know how you're feeling, Teddy, but I can promise you that Harry will come back." Draco tried, not sure if Teddy would appreciate a hug. Teddy hung always around Harry after all; they hadn't bonded much.

"How do you know dad will come back?" Teddy whispered suddenly.

"I knew your dad since our first year in Hogwarts and if there is one thing that you can be sure about Harry, then it is that he is incredibly stubborn and he doesn't give up." Draco told him. "He had many problems when he was in school, but he never gave up, no matter how scary the situation was or how impossible. He always managed to come out of it alive. And he will do that again now. He will come back, Teddy."

Teddy brought his legs up and hugged his knees to his chest. "How come you like dad now?" He asked out of the blue, startling Draco.

He hadn't expected Teddy to ask that.

For a moment it was silent while Draco took the time to gather his thoughts. He didn't know why, but he had a feeling that his answer was important to the boy.

"Well, when I first met your dad, I wanted to be friends with him." Draco started slowly.

Teddy blinked. "Really?" He asked surprised. Dad had never told him that.

"Yes, but I kind of messed it up, so after that we were school enemies." Draco continued; not proud of thinking about that again. Those weren't exactly moments he was proud of. "In our seventh year, he fought against an evil man who wanted to take over the Wizarding world and Harry managed to defeat him. In that same fight, I got locked up in a room that was on fire and your dad came to save me. After that, we just avoided each other and I didn't see him for years until he found Scorpius and brought him back to me a couple of months ago in Diagon Alley." He took a deep breath. "I … always have liked him, I think, I just didn't want to admit it. All I can say is that your dad makes me really happy and I don't want to lose him."

"You make dad happy too, you know." Teddy muttered, still avoiding Draco's eyes. "I never saw him this happy with Ginny."

"That's a relief to hear." Draco smiled and Teddy smiled weakly back. "I really want us to be a family, Teddy." He told him sincerely.

Teddy hesitated and bit on his lip. "Yeah, I want that too." He whispered after a long moment of silence. "Are you going to marry dad?" He suddenly asked.

Draco almost choked on his saliva. "Euhm, that's a bit early to ask that, don't you think?" He chuckled weakly.

Teddy shrugged. "You said you don't want to lose him."

Draco shifted, crossing his legs. "Well, I think I would like to marry your dad one day, yes. Would you be okay with that?" He asked him uncertainly.

Now it was clear that Teddy was hesitating and Draco waited with baited breath. "I think I'll be okay with that." He muttered after five minutes. "Would that make me your son too?" He asked in a small voice.

"Well, yes. But you don't have to call me dad or papa or something like that if you don't want to." Draco hurried to say. How this conversation took a turn from reassuring Teddy Harry would come back to Draco proposing to Harry, he didn't understand.

Teddy looked down at his feet, fiddling with a few loose threads of his pants. "I never had two parents before." He mumbled almost inaudibly.

"I never had two sons before." Draco replied smiling.

Teddy looked up and smiled shyly back. He stared at Draco uncertainly and Draco stared back, waiting for whatever Teddy was going to do next.

The young boy surprised him by coming on his knees and coming to sit next to him. Arms stretched out and Teddy hugged him awkwardly, feeling strange to hug someone besides his dad and his grandmother.

At first Draco was shocked, but he quickly hugged back, rubbing Teddy's back.

Teddy laid his head on Draco's shoulder. "Do you really think dad will be back soon?" He asked in a small voice.

"I promise, Teddy, that your dad will be back soon." Draco whispered back.

If Harry wasn't back in a week, Draco would go searching. He would search in every building, looking through whole England if he had too. Not only he depended on Harry, but their two little boys needed their daddy back too.

Sixth of January

Harry groaned when he woke up. He shook his head and winced when his sore body protested with the action. He didn't know how long he had been here. It could be a few days, it could be a few weeks. After the injection, he had passed out from the excruciating pain and when he regained conscious, he didn't know how much time had passed.

The man hadn't come back and Harry wondered if he would just leave him here to die of starvation and let his corpse rot here.

Thinking of Draco and Teddy and Scorpius, renewed his desire to break free and he began to struggle against his bounds. It didn't feel like normal rope, so it had to be something magical.

He tried to draw his magic to the surface, trying to break through the magical barrier on the binds. His magic rose up, but when it came to the surface, it suddenly disappeared, letting Harry know that whatever was binding him, it was absorbing magic.

He frowned. This was not good. He didn't know where he was, how long he had been here (though the hollow feeling of his stomach and the light feeling of dizziness every time he moved, let him know that it had been quite a while since he had eaten), who had taken him and how he was going to escape without a wand.

Fuck.

Sometimes his life really sucked. He had thought that he could live a relatively normal life after defeating Voldemort, but apparently Fate had decided to screw around with him a bit more.

Absently he wondered if he had done something really bad in a past life to deserve all the shit happening to him.

He tensed when the door suddenly flew open and footsteps walked over to him.

"Well, Potter, I think it's time that we moved you, hm?" His kidnapper chuckled darkly and before Harry could do anything, he felt a spell hitting him and before he lost conscious again, he realized that he was hit with a Stunner spells. He really hated those.

Where would the man bring him now?

The man stared pensively at Harry. He really wanted to kill him now, making him pay for all his suffering, but that would have to wait. His revenge would taste a thousand times better if he waited for a couple months more.

He grinned and untied Harry, placing him in a sitting position against the wall. He took off the blindfold and the gag.

Harry's head rolled to the side, his whole body slumping to the wall.

The man sneered. There was a quick flash lighting the dark room and afterwards he walked to his owl.

"You know who to go to." He muttered and sent the owl flying into the night.

Time to bring Potter to the place. He was sure that Malfoy would be eager to know how his lover was doing.

AN2: So did you like it? I hope I managed to convey the feelings a bit ^^;

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