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Broken Angel	By : haileybeth Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 30024 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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Lucius looked at Severus trying to think of how Harry managed to get out of the manor, “He must have had a Portkey on him.” He shook his head turning to the problem of where Harry might have gone. “He went ‘home’.” He muttered looking at Severus with certain eyes.
“What do you mean home? He didn’t have a home…” Draco looked between his mates concerned that Harry was missing and that he was now clueless. Even as a young child he hated being out of the loop and he hated not knowing what people meant when they spoke. He hated riddles and guessing games and this felt like the worst guessing game ever.
“Riddle Manor, that was what he has known as home, he went back, he doesn’t believe that his Master is gone so he went back to try to appease his Master, because he thinks his Master just gave him away.” Severus threw the pieces of the puzzle together rather quickly, it helped that he had handled several broken pets before and he knew what they were prone to doing. “Let’s go check the Manor.” He turned heading for the door not waiting for anyone to follow, they would or they wouldn’t.
“I agree.” Lucius looked over to Draco worried about taking him into a potentially dangerous situation, but he was a good fighter and they may need him. “Come on love.” He nodded after a moment before they headed for the door. He knew that they would protect him not matter what and that their mate was actually safer with them then stewing at home and waiting for them to return. They were a mate hood and that meant they took care of problems together.
Draco was pleased that Lucius was allowing him to go, he didn’t want to be told to stay behind like a child, he wanted to help find their mate and help their mate if he could. Following his mates out of the Manor and to the Apparition ward he reached for Severus, he didn’t know where this Manor was so he knew he needed to side long the tip. It only took a moment to reappear in front of the Manor; looking around at the unkempt dilapidated Manor he shook his head. “Is this right?” he asked softly not wanting to believe that his mate lived here.
“Yes, let’s take the back entrance, go slow, we don’t know if anyone is here or if there are any traps that we have to worry about.” Lucius moved to the back door first leaving Draco to come up behind him and then Severus in the rear, this position protected Draco as much as possible. Reaching the back door he paused to listen allowing his Veela to come forward, “He is here, I can feel it” he muttered softly.
“He feels so lost and confused” Draco focused on the bond for a moment trying to help pin down where Harry was in the Manor, it would save time and he did not look forward to a room by room search at the moment. “Can he feel us like we feel him?” Draco asked after a moment wanting Harry to be able to use the bond the way they could.
“He should, it will be weak because he hasn’t reached his inheritance yet, once that hits it will get stronger but at the moment I think the suppression potions have made it almost impossible for him to feel the bond.” Severus explained “he’s been through so much and his mind is jumbled he can’t sort out what he is feeling, he can’t sort out anything at the moment.” Looking around the dingy kitchen there was one thing that caught his attention there was no dishes, there was table, nothing, but counters and a stove. As they moved further into the entrance hall he realized there was no furniture anywhere. “It’s like the place was stripped or looted.” He muttered.
“The Ministry might have done it.” Draco spoke softly looking around at the different rooms that were on the ground floor. “Wait.” He called spotting one room that caught his attention. Moving away from the group he pushed the door open all the way before he slowly stepped in to what looked like a doctor’s room, the bed was there, there was clinical equipment set up and the feeling of the room was one of deepest depression and pain.
“Draco?” Lucius was watching his mate knowing that he had a touch of empathy and if the emotions where strong enough he could and had gotten visions that went along with the emotions, all he had to do was touch a trigger object and focus enough. “Draco what’s wrong?” he asked clearly worried for him.
“So much pain, so much sadness, it was in this room he was a failure…” he trailed off as he bravely set his hands upon the bed. “I have to know…” he muttered as he focused down to see what secrets this room held. He would admit that he was nervous and scared he didn’t know what he was getting into by using his gift, but if it helped his mate then he would do without thinking twice.
MEMORIES!
Dressed in nothing but a pair of slacks, his head bowed Harry entered the room with his Master behind him. Not looking at anyone he sat on the bed knowing what was wanted from him before he was even asked. Listening to the sounds of the Healer moving around he hoped that this time he could please his Master; he hoped that this time his Master wouldn’t punish him.
“Has he taken the potions daily?” Healer Black asked softly as she set up what she needed and put away what she didn’t as she had Harry lay back. She hated being there, she hated making this young boy’s life even more miserable than it was and she hated that she caused this boy more pain on top of everything else he was going through, but she had to. If she didn’t her child would be killed and she knew it.
“Yes, he has.” Voldamort snarled watching his slave more than the Healer, “If he’s not you had better have a new plan, I’m getting tired of being told no.” he snarled watching as she cast several different spells and cast several different tests, seeing the look of upset and anger in her eyes though he knew that his slave was not pregnant.
Harry flinched when he saw the slight shake of the Healers head, he had failed again, he had taken the potions he had done everything that was asked of him. Why couldn’t he give his Master the one thing that he wanted? He wanted to speak, he wanted to beg for forgiveness but he knew it would only answer his master more sliding off the bed he knelt waiting for the punishment that he always received.
Black watched the boy a moment before turning to the Dark Lord. “We have tried all the potions that I can find for fertility and male pregnancies, he is fertile, your fertile I don’t understand why this is not working, the last thing that we can try is for me to try is to force conception.” She knew that the Dark Lord wouldn’t care what it took all he cared about was an heir.
“How does that work?” he snarled his wand in his hand as he glared at his Slave. Casting the Crucio at the boy he held the spell until he started to scream, his Slave had a high pain tolerance and he was going to deal with that he wanted his Slave to always scream out in pain when he was punished. Lifting the spell so the Healer could speak; he instead lashed out with a boot and caught his Slave in the ribs.
“Keep him on the potions, I will check him daily, when he reaches peak fertility I will take a sperm sample from you and implant it in him and then try to force the magic to combined, I’ve done it a few times before and it’s worked every time.” Black looked away from the boy, she hated this and she wished with a passion that she could take the boy away or get him pregnant so the Dark Lord wouldn’t harm him, this wasn’t his fault.
“Leave us!” Voldamort snarled glaring at his Slave who was kneeling with his head bowed, snarling he began throwing any and every curse that he could think of at his Slave. “You are a disgrace! You’re pathetic! Can’t even complete a single Damned task!” he snarled over and over as he continued to slam curse after curse. Hearing the cry of pain he grew angrier. “I didn’t tell you to make noise!” he reached down and grabbed a fist full of his Slaves jet black hair and yanked him up before throwing him over the bed and ripping the pants off of him “Hands behind your back!” He ordered harshly as he unbuttoned himself before binding his Slaves hands behind his back. Grabbing a fist full of hair again he slammed into his Salve without preparing him or using any lubrication.
END!
Draco cried out as he felt what his mate was put through, he could feel the pain of the curses, he felt the blunt tip of the cock enter him and tear him, he felt the blood run down his legs, he felt his body shake with the fear but he also felt what Harry was feeling, he deserved this, he had failed and this was his punishment. He was so lost in the vision he didn’t even register that his other mates where calling to him trying to get him out of the trance that he was stuck in. Feeling hands on his shoulders and the cold spray of water in his face he gasped and looked around wildly before the tears started to fall. “Oh sweet Merlin; Harry” He cried softly closing his eyes, his heart still pounding his body still wracked with the pain of the vision.
“It’s alright Draco, take a deep breath.” Severus encouraged pleased that he was able to calm himself somewhat. Looking up at Lucius he knew that Draco had not only seen what Harry had gone through but had relived it and felt the pain. “Do you want to talk about it?” he asked softly not wanting to force him; he knew that he would tell them in his own time if it wasn’t now.
Draco shook his head as he calmed his racing heart “later, not now, let’s find Harry and leave; please?” he asked softly no longer wanting to be in the Manor or in that damned room. Without waiting for a reply he moved out of the room he felt like he was about to be ill and was losing the battle with his body.
Lucius looked at Severus with concerned eyes knowing that he could sense his worry for their submissive. “I know that he will tell us but it worries me that he was trapped by the vision that’s never happened before.” He whispered as they followed Draco.
“His visions have never been centered on his mate either, this was one was and I think that is why it was so powerful.” Severus glanced around looking for Draco once they had reentered the hall; he spotted him just a few doors down, in the loo throwing up what was left of his lunch. Moving to assist his mate he whispered softly that everything what alright and that they would take care of him and that it was just a vision.
Draco slowly stood up shaking slightly, “I’ve never had it that bad, I have never felt the visions before.” He muttered taking the offered calming draft. “Why was it that bad?” he asked wanting to know how to stop it.
“I believe that it was that bad because the vision involved your mate, none of the visions you have received before were focused on your mates. You had a vision of your Mum, dancing with you when you were a baby that was triggered by your baby blanket she made you. That was your first vision, the only other vision that I know you’ve had was the one where Blaise was intimate with his partner and that was triggered by you touching his bed when we visited him the other week. Those where normal things, normal for someone to live through, what Harry has experienced is something he should never have had to, so the visions are going to be stronger and more powerful.” Severus helped him to his feet as he looked him over, he wanted to let him go back to the Manor but he knew his mate would probably protest. “You can go back and we’ll fetch Harry.” He encouraged gently.
“No, I want to help, I’m part of this, I need to know how to help him when you two can’t be there I’ll be fine.” Draco straightened himself and looked to Lucius to see what he was going to say, he hoped that he wouldn’t order him back to the Manor.
Lucius though just nodded. “I’m proud of you,” he smiled softly, “come on let’s go find him” he nodded as they headed out of the loo and back to the staircase. “More than likely he will be in the Master bedroom, where he was found, so let’s start there.” Slowly, cautiously, he made his way to the stair well and up the three flights to the top floor where, he hoped, the Master bedroom was. Looking around the hall way he heard a faint noise from the farthest room, it was a cry, muffled by the closed doors, but a cry none the less. Nodding to the door he slowly moved to the lead to make certain that if anyone or anything jumped out at them he would be the first one to be attacked. Reaching the door he slowly opened it hoping not to startle their mate.
Harry looked up as the door opened and seeing his new Masters he hit his knees and bowed sobbing uncontrollably. “I’m sorry Master, I’m sorry.” He whispered knowing that if he spoke any louder he would be punished.
Lucius breathed a sigh of relief seeing their mate unharmed, moving further into the room he knelt beside Harry. “It’s alright Harry, we are just glad that you are alright. Why did you come here?” he asked wanting to know even though he had a hunch.
“I was looking for Master, Master always told me that he would be here, I wanted to prove to him that I am a good boy.” Harry felt the tears on his cheeks, he felt his heart breaking and that his world was ending. Lowering his head until it was touching the floor he let the tears fall, he was a failure and there was nothing he could do to fix it. “I tried, I tried!”
Lucius looked up at Severus not certain what they could do to heal the pain that he was feeling he was surprised when Draco eased further into the room and knelt by their mate.
“I know you tried, I saw it. You have tried so hard for so long, and it’s not your fault, let us help you love.” Draco whispered hoping to gain his trust, hoping against hope that Harry would allow them to help him. “Please, let us go home and let us heal what that Monster has done to you.”
“But I’m Master’s Boy, I need to show Master….I have to make Master happy.” Harry didn’t look at Draco, the young man that was the same age as him was clearly more powerful than himself and was clearly also one in charge, it was clear he had three new Masters to please.
Draco took a deep breath. “You can’t please that man anymore, he would never have been happy with you and that is his fault. He was a cruel man, that hurt and killed many people and he was killed because of that, he didn’t give you away; you were left behind because he was killed. You did everything you could, please let’s go home and let us help you remember what your past truly is. We have been looking for you ever since you were taken from us, please let us help you. ” He encouraged softly hoping that they wouldn’t have to restrain him and force him out of the Manor.
Harry couldn’t believe what he was being told they had been looking for him, his Master was dead! Feeling the tears on his cheeks he bowed his head and sobbed heartbroken, his world, his everything was gone and he was now lost without a direction to go. Feeling a hand on his shoulder he allowed the three men to help him up, he was shocked though when the blond one picked him up and held him close. Lucius, this was Lucius or was it Master? He felt so confused and one thing was certain, he was also so afraid.
“It’s alright Harry, we will work through this.” Lucius promised softly as he held him close as they turned on the spot to Apparate back to Malfoy Manor. Looking around the Manor he nodded to his mates and gestured that he was going up stairs. Listening to the sobs from the young man in his arms he nuzzled him wanting to give him the comfort and reassurance that it was alright and that they were now there for him.
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Draco eased himself into the wing back chair by the fire, it was late in the afternoon, dinner had long since passed and Harry was thankfully asleep. Reaching for a glass of wine that was on the table beside him his mind turned back to what he had relived, he couldn’t shake it and he didn’t think he would ever get the images out of his mind, or the feeling that he deserved it, he knew that feeling had come from Harry but it was hard to distinguish between what he truly felt and what was Harry at the moment. He knew he needed to tell Severus and Lucius what he had seen and heard he just wasn’t certain if he was ready or not.
Severus watched Draco with worried eyes, they had to talk to him and it couldn’t wait, whatever it was that he saw it was clear it was still ripping him apart and if he kept it bottled up it was going to do more harm than good. Sending a silent pull to Lucius he waited until his mate approached before speaking softly. “We need to talk to him, the longer he stews over what he saw the more it’s going to hurt him.” He reasoned softly knowing that he had pulled Lucius from something important even though he wouldn’t say just what it was at the moment.
“I agree,” Lucius nodded watching his mate with concerned eyes, “I truly hope this does not trigger nightmares.” He muttered as the moved into the room. “Dray?” he called softly hoping to gain his attention without startling him. “Are you alright?” he asked seeing that he had his mate’s attention.
Draco shook his head, “No, it hurts and it’s hard to tell what I was feeling and what was Harry, what makes this worse is that he felt as if he deserved it.” He whispered softly not looking at anything but the wine in his hands. Realizing that he was starting to feel the slip and feel out of control he knew he needed something to rebalance him and make him realize that the memory was not him. Standing he took a deep shaky breath, “I still feel like I’m there.” He admitted moving to sit in between Lucius and Severus.
Severus ran a hand through Draco’s hair knowing that he had moved because he needed to rebalance himself and the only way for him to accomplish that was the physical contact from his mates. “Can you talk about it?” he asked not wanting to push him too far too fast.
Draco boldly leaned against Lucius as he felt himself start to shake, reaching for Severus hand he took a deep breath and whispered one word; he knew how to allow them to see what he saw without using Legitimacy that was another part of his gift. He knew that he probably should have warned them but all he could think about was getting rid of the pain. Closing his eyes against the memory that flooded all of their minds he didn’t want to see it again, leaning against Lucius as the tears finally started to fall as they pulled from the link.
Lucius took a shaking breath before he realized that Draco was leaning against him, crying, slowly wrapping his arms around his mate he held him close. “It’s alright Draco, we couldn’t save him, all we can do now is try to put him back together.” He whispered. “I know it hurts, I know.”
Severus nodded to Lucius as he rubbed Draco’s back to calm him, he knew that Draco was slowly coming to terms with what was going on, and he knew without a doubt in his mind that they would be able to come together when the time came, they just had some hard mountains to climb first.
TBC
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