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I'm A Slave for You	By : BlackGargie Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > General Views: 26597 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: Now, after a little TLC between our favourite
Snarry couple, let�s see what�s in store for Drake
now that he�s no longer in the Malfoy family and what
Sev would do to help him. Move it on, everybody~!

Disclaimer: We do not own Harry Potter and its characters,
but we do own this story!

I�M A SLAVE FOR YOU

�� Draco woke up feeling sick again,
his stomach had yet to settle down and it was not even three months into his
pregnancy. He sighed and got up and washed for the day. He saw that it was
already 10 in the morning and he had practically missed the first two classes
of the day, but he couldn�t care less. Besides, there was a note left on his
bedside table from his Uncle Sev saying that he had
taken care of things with the Headmaster and that he was excused from classes
if he didn�t feel up and about for it. He was definitely going to take
advantage of that privilege. The last thing he wanted was to end up puking his
guts out all over the classroom floor every 5 minutes.

�� He wondered how Remus
was doing. Was he alright? Had his Father done something to him? Or worse�was
he even still alive? He wanted to go back and get him but he knew he had to
protect his baby. He dressed and went to the library to read something to kill
time before coming to the Great Hall to lunch. Surprising everyone at the
Gryffindor table, Draco came and sat between Ron and Hermione, and not his own
house, for they more or less shunned him now. Everyone in all houses whispered
incredulously to each other about Draco�s sudden change of behavior, but so
far, only Ron and Hermione didn�t seem to be bothered about it.

�� How�re you doing now? Everything alright?� Hermione asked in concern. So far,
among the students, only the Old Married Couple knew of his �dirty little
secret�, and he�d like to keep it that way.

�� You didn�t get rid of the baby, did
you?� Ron asked worriedly.

�� Keep that to yourself, weasel!�
Draco hushed, his face flushed and his eyes glaring venomously at the redhead.
He then shook his head and replied to Hermione, �I still feel sick and I am
worried about Remus.�

�� Hey, I only meant it out of
concern,� Ron held up his hands in surrender. �It was Mione
who�s so intent to tell you to get rid of it��

�� Yes, Ron. Make me the devil of this
outfit,� Hermione rolled her eyes sarcastically and patted Draco�s shoulder.
�Try to not think too much about it. It�s bad for the baby to have so much
stress.�

�� But what if�� Draco bit his lip,
hesitant to speak his mind for a moment before continuing, �What if Father had
done something to him? What�ll I do then?�

�� I�m sure Prof. Snape
would be able to come up with something,� Ron popped a piece of custard pie
into his mouth. He tried offering one to Draco but the blonde declined. He took
a sip of hot chocolate to wash down the pie before continuing, �The most
important thing right now is you n your baby�s health�or �babies� if Mione�s right about you having multiples.�

�� Please do not remind me,� Draco groaned as he sat his head on the table, his
lost appetite even more lost with that horrifying fact.

�� Sorry to burst your bubble, but
there is something you need to know,� Hermione noted as she helped herself to
some mash potatoes.

�� If it has anything to do with the
term �Kicking a dog when it�s down�, I�ve got it hands down, since I�ve done it
one time,� Draco grumbled sarcastically.

�� No, that�s not what I want to tell
you,� Hermione sighed. �It�s regarding the babies you�re carrying. Let�s meet
up at Moaning Myrtle�s bathroom later after lunch.�

�� Thus, after lunch
(which Draco didn�t eat much except a piece of toast and some pumpkin juice),
the trio made their way quickly to the haunted bathroom. They greeted
Moaning Myrtle and Hermione politely told the ghost girl to leave (promising
her that she would tell Harry to bring her favourite
dandelions freshly plucked for her weekly tribute) before casting a Silencing
Charm all over the area.

�� So? What is it that is so hush-hush
that we need to speak here?� Draco folded his arms across his chest.

�� Would you rather I told you in
front of everyone at the Great Hall?� Hermione raised a brow.

�� Don�t tempt me, Mud�� the blonde
stopped short of what he wanted to call her with a stern gaze from Ron, �I
mean, Granger. I�m not in a good mood right now.�

�� Do you have to tell him now in his
stressed condition?� Ron asked his fianc� warily.

�� Better now than never,� Hermione
noted dourly.

�� Hmm? What
is it now?� Draco demanded. �Am I going to have a dozen of them babies or
something?�

�� No, that�s anatomically
impossible,� Hermione rolled her eyes in defeat. �It�s regarding the nature of
your pregnancy. According to the ancient laws, it�s forbidden for a werewolf to
breed with humans. Werewolves are cursed beings that are considered something
that shouldn�t have existed at all, but thanks to the Protection Act for
Magical Beings, they were spared from being entirely eliminated. Rather than
going on a wolf hunt to strike them out of existence, they decided that they
should just die out naturally and give in to extinction, thus the strict rule
of breeding with humans. In fact, most people who are discovered to be
werewolves are quickly captured and sterilized before releasing them out.�

�� We think that possibly the slave
business didn�t think it would matter to sterilize Remus
since he�s only half a werewolf,� Ron continued, �but now that you�re pregnant
with his kids, the Ministry is definitely going to have a field day with your
case.�

�� Oh great, now they are going to
sterilize him�� Draco groaned, then it hit him. �Wait.
What exactly does sterilizing do?

�� Well, I�m not sure how you do it in
the wizarding world,� Hermione went straight to
Human-encyclopedia mode, �but in the Muggle world,
when someone doesn�t want a pet to go around breeding all over the plc, or when
someone decided they don�t want children or have had enough, they go to a
doctor and they perform surgeries to severe and block the passageway that
produces the sperm or the eggs. That way no matter how many times they do it, they
won�t get pregnant or impregnate anybody.�

�� NO~!!!�
Draco exclaimed in horror. �No, no, no! They�They can�t do that!!!�

�� Hey, easy, Draco,� Ron put his
hands on his shoulders to calm him down.

�� I haven�t even told you the worst
part,� Hermione continued in a guilty, awkward tone. �I won�t sugar-coat it for
you but if the Ministry knew your condition and the real father, they
might�make you abort the cubs either way, no matter how much you want to keep
them.�

�� I don�t freaking care about the
pregnancy or having more children or not, or the sterilizing,� Draco sobbed,
putting his arms around his middle, �but they can sure go fuck themselves
before I will let them abort my baby!�

�� I know, it
wouldn�t be fair for you either. But this is something you have to know,�
Hermione said as she took Draco in her arms to calm him. �I�m sorry but I had
to tell you. It�s best if you�re prepared.�

�� I told you, Mione,
you shouldn�t tell him�� Ron started but was stopped by Hermione�s dagger-like
gaze.

�� Shut it, Ron. I feel bad as it is.�

�� I have to get away, I have to do
something,� Draco muttered in an almost incoherent crazed tone, mostly to
himself. �I have to get Remus and run.�

�� Now don�t be stupid,� Hermione
reprimanded him, trying to knock him back to his senses. �Didn�t Prof. Snape promise you he�ll do something about Remus?�

�� But how?
Buy him?� Draco retaliated, his silver orbs going glassy, brimming with tears.
�Father has more money than Uncle Sev, and plus he
wouldn�t give him to Uncle Sev, period! I know him, Granger! He�s not going to
just agree happily if Uncle Sev marches right to the
door asking for ownership of Remus! He�s my Father,
and I know him too well!�

�� I dunno,�
Ron scratched his chin nervously, feeling a little awkward to see the usual
calm and collected Draco Malfoy screaming his head
off. �As much as I hate to admit it, Prof. Snape is a smart git.
He�ll think of something. Right now, your baby is important. Do you want to
lose you and Remus� lovechild exerting yourself like
this?�

�� Well, excuse me for not having a one-track mind like you, Weasel!!� Draco
snapped at the redhead, forcing him to back away. Ron frowned.

�� We know that you�re upset, Draco.
You think this is not affecting us as well? You�re our friend. Well, maybe not
our best friend, but you�re our
friend nonetheless, and you�re up the duff and not exactly in tip-top shape.
You think we�re not upset as well seeing you like this? Bloody hell, I�m
feeling like a part of me is just tearing apart and falling into pieces just
thinking of you being so uptight like this and risking your pregnancy and your health! You think we actually
like seeing you like this??�

�� You�re
not the one pregnant!! You�re not the one knocked up and having to worry
every second of your life thinking that your lover is at the mercy of your
father who could just eliminate him with a snap of a finger!! How would you fucking understand
how I feel?!�

�� Stop it, Ron! You are not helping!�
Hermione pushed Ron aside, trying to hold Draco back from lashing out at him.
She wrapped her arms around Draco tight and urged, �Calm down. For the sake of
your cubs, you have to stop being such a nervous wreck and calm down!!�

�� Draco struggled for a moment until
he couldn�t hold back the aching feeling in his heart any longer. He took a
breath and then outright sobbed his guts out, the tears falling freely down his
fair skin. His sobs grew louder and louder to the point where he was
practically wailing in agony, letting out everything that was pent up within
him. He cried and cried until he could no longer stand properly. He fell onto
his knees and continued to whimper, with Hermione
hugging him closer like a mother would to a child throwing a tantrum.

�� Shh, shh, shh�It�s OK, Draco.
Everything will work out fine. Just don�t think about it. You�ve got us and
you�ve got Harry and Prof. Snape. Let us help you
worry about it, alright?�

�� While Draco was still reduced to a
sobbing, teary mess, Hermione gave Ron a knowing look. Ron nodded and knelt in
front of the blonde, whispering a Sleeping Spell into Draco�s ear. It sounded
almost like a lullaby and soon, Draco sagged against Hermione as the spell took
effect, the last of his tears streaking down his face. The Old Married Couple
heaved a sigh of relief.

�� Thank Merlin that�s over,� Ron
sighed in relief as the atmosphere finally gone down to a comfortable silence.
�Never thought I�d see the day Draco Malfoy would act
like an insecure child and crying his head off.�

�� It�s just the mood-swings talking,�
Hermione said. �For his condition, it�s practically normal. Just carry him to
our house. He can sleep on your bed for a while.�

�� Right,� Ron nodded as he picked
Draco up and off Hermione�s arms and carried him piggy back all the way to the
Gryffindor house, ignoring the surprised looks and stares of passers-by.
Hermione spoke the password and they both entered the boys� dorm before Ron
dropped him carefully onto his bed and pulled the covers over him.

�� Both of them wished they were right
about putting their faith and trust on Prof. Snape.

--:--

�� Severus knocked on the large oak
door and sighed as he waited for an answer. As much as he hated to do this,
Draco needed somewhere away from school and his old home, especially when he is
in this condition. He reflected on his discussion with Albus
Dumbledore (after that secret romp with Harry, that
is) on how to accommodate his godson�s condition�

FLASHBACK BEGINS�

�� This
is quite a predicament we�re having
here,� Albus rubbed his chin thoughtfully after
Severus finished his tale.

�� Yes,
well, the child had the unfortunate luck of inheriting a bit of his father�s
carelessness, I suppose,� Severus sighed regretfully. �Whenever that man had
hormones in his mind, everything else goes out the window.�

�� Well,
I must be honest with you, Severus. Normally in this situation, students who
are caught pregnant during school years are usually immediately expelled. If
not, the lightest punishment they might get would probably be suspension until
they have done carrying the child to term, and even that, they had to go
through many procedures of reapplication and reevaluation by the school board
before even allowed to continue their studies where they left off.�

�� I�m
very well aware of that. And that is exactly what I truly wish to avoid. I
usually do not play favourites even among my own
students, but Draco has been through enough having to face disowning by his own
family and also is under the threat of danger by the Ministry for carrying a
forbidden child. To let him know that he is being expelled at the prime of his
youth is not something I would like to relay, especially in his condition right
now.�

�� True,�
Albus nodded in agreement. �To ask him to abort the
child he is carrying is also risky because there is a high chance it might take
a toll on his body more than it would if he carried the child to term.�

�� Severus
massaged his temples, trying to relieve a phantom headache. Why, oh, why
does everything bizarre and out of the norm always have to revolve around my
side of the family? Severus thought
helplessly.

�� Well,
I can always arrange for a private tutor to tutor him so that he can catch up
with his fellow peers, and then if he is lucky, he might make it to attend
exams with them after he recovers from birth,� Albus
replied. �I know a respectable lady who has the best teaching skills available
and practice the term �Mum�s the word� on Draco�s condition. But you must
convince at least one of young Malfoy�s parents to
write and sign a letter stating why Draco can no longer go to school and
requires a private tutor for the time being.�

�� I
can always write the letter myself and ask the mother to sign it,� Severus
offered. �She may not be the best mother in the whole world, but I know what
right buttons to push to get her to do things for me. But, if you don�t mind me
asking, who are you going to assign as Draco�s private tutor?�

�� You
will know in due time,� Albus smiled in his own
mysterious twinkling way that made Severus seriously doubt it was anyone
normal. �Oh, before I forget, you must try to find another suitable quarter for
young Malfoy to live in. Your place definitely would
not do.�

�� I
agree. There is no doubt that sooner or later, the cat will be out of the bag.
Draco and his child�s life might be in jeopardy if the Ministry gets a hold of
them.�

�� Have
you any thoughts of who you might assign Draco to?�

�� Severus
shook his head, �My biological extended families have either all passed on or
lost touch, and none of Draco�s extended families are trustworthy enough.�

�� Have
you considered someone who would at least be the last place the Ministry would
ever consider looking?� Albus tried to hint on him,
although it�s evident in the old man�s eyes who his
best candidate was.

�� Well,
not really, but�� Severus read between the lines of Albus�
question and was quite startled. �Oh no, not him! Albus, you cannot possibly suggest��

�� Do
you even have a choice in that matter?�

�� Severus
hated it when the old geezer was right.

FLASHBACK ENDS�

�� Sirius was chugging down his last
bottle of burgundy when he heard the infernal knock on his door. He grumbled
and stomped towards the front door before opening it with stale alcohol in his
breath.

�� I said I don�t want any paper
subscription!�

�� Classy as ever,
Black.� Severus commented, leaning back from the stench.

�� Oh, it�s you, Snivellus,�
Sirius� angry face immediately drooped into a bored look and leaned against the
door frame. �Whaddaya want?�

�� To talk to you, of course,� Severus
replied dourly, his black orbs travelling up and down Sirius� unsightly demeanour. �But obviously that is too much to ask from you.�

�� Why would I want to talk to a
lowlife like you?�

�� It is about your nephew Draco. He
needs somewhere to stay.�

�� Hasn�t he got his own freakin� home to stay?� Sirius� tone sounded impatient, as
if he was still not willing to let Severus in the house to carry on with the
conversation properly. �What�s it got to do with me?�

�� Well, as you can tell from my
presence here�as much as I loathe it�I am here to ask of your favour to let him bunk in, so to speak.�

�� Why should I let him stay in my home?�

�� There has been�a problem.�

�� What problem?� Sirius asked
uncaringly as he emptied his bottle of burgundy.

�� He is with child.�

�� That blatant statement sobered him
up a little as his widened for a while before staring at Severus in disbelief.

�� By his sex slave, as a matter of
fact,� Severus finished his sentence.

�� Without warning, Sirius suddenly
grabbed Severus by the collar and dragged him in the house before slamming the
door. Severus straightened his collar, slightly amused that he had finally got
the drunkard�s attention and finally got invited, in a manner of speaking, into
the house rather than having to carry on with this embarrassing conversation
outside for everyone to hear. Sirius stomped towards the Potions Master and
glared darkly at him.

�� You better not be
shitting me, or I swear��

�� Do you think I would jest about such thing?� Severus raised a brow.

�� As much as he hated to admit it,
Sirius knew much about Severus not to joke about such things. He inched away from
Severus and continued to take in mouthfuls of burgundy, muttering, �Fair
enough. Well, how did Drake get knocked up by that slave anyhow?�

�� He stole a potion from me and,�
Severus rolled his eyes at this, �despite the fact that I have always told him
to know what he is using, he used a pregnancy potion because he thought it was lubricant
oil or something.�

�� Hah!� Sirius guffawed. �I always
knew Drake was a dumb blonde like his mother. So what�s it gotta
do with me? It�s a slave�s child. Can�t you help him whip up an abortion potion
or something?�

�� That is it. Draco refused it. He wants
to keep the child. I even dueled against Lucius to
have him in my custody rather than letting that cold-blooded son of a bitch do
things against the boy�s will.�

�� Of all the things he had to
inherit, he had to inherit your touchy-feely
attitude,� Sirius sneered in disgust. �Give him an Imperius
Curse or something. Make him drink the damn potion. How dumb can he be, trying
to keep a slave�s child? How dumb can you
be, allowing him to carry on with this charade?�

�� I am not going to kill my godson�s
child, Black. You may be heartless enough to sell your mother to the business,
as I have no doubt you would, but I am not.�

�� You didn�t tell me exactly why he
needs to stay at my place when his house would suffice.�

�� For starters, Lucius
will not have him there. If he sets one foot into that house, Lucius would no doubt tie him up to a stake or something
and force-feed him with abortion potion.�

�� Not good enough. Unless you tell me
that Drake has gotten knocked up by a werewolf or something, I won�t help.�

�� Half-wolf, to be
exact.�

�� Sirius� eyes widened until it looked
like it was going to fall out of its sockets. He had meant that last statement
as a joke, but he didn�t think he had hit the jackpot.

�� You mean to tell me that sex slave
he got for his birthday that day is a half-breed??�

�� Yes,� Severus replied in a as-a-matter-of-fact way.

�� Lucius
should be hanged for this!� Sirius exclaimed, flailing his arms in shock. �He
should�ve sterilized the half-breed as soon as he got him! What was that idiot
thinking?! Now look what he�s done to the kid?!�

�� Apparently without thinking, he got
his kid pregnant.�

�� And lemme
guess,� Sirius finally got the picture. �You want me to hide Drake here because
of his forbidden pregnancy.�

�� Precisely.�

�� Can�t you let him stay in your
place? Or in the school?� Sirius raised a brow.

�� No,� Severus shook his head. �Those
will be the first place they�d look for him, since I�m the closest relative he�s
got. You have never made much of lasting impression on anyone other than those
closest to you either by blood or by status, much less with the Ministry, so
you are the last on their list, right after the boogey monster.�

�� I dunno
whether that�s a compliment or not,� Sirius glared at Severus skeptically
before looking away. �Still, you won�t get help from me. I never get involved
with anything that has no concern over me.�

�� Well then,� Severus smirked,
half-expecting Sirius to be a tough cookie to crack. �What about I tell Cornelius
that his daughter, Emily�s virginity was taken but none other than Sirius
Black?�

�� Sirius spun round and narrowed his
eyes in fury, �You wouldn�t dare!�

�� Oh, and also
how her child may not be her husband�s.�

�� It was just a one night stand!�
Sirius bellowed. �She was the slut in the first place, barging into that bar
dressed in that scantily-clad clothes on the night before her supposed wedding
when she was supposed to be at her own bachelorette party! She was the one who
offered herself to us, saying that she wanted to make up for her husband not
inviting us to his bachelor party! She was fucked by everyone else as well
during that time! You have no proof!�

�� While Sirius was screaming his head
off in denial, Severus had produced a sheet of papyrus showing a family tree. Sirius
recognized that style of drawing too well, as he also had one just like that in
his study, only his was bigger. It was created out of the lineage potion and if
made correctly, produces a 100 percent accurate result of the family tree you
are researching on. Knowing Severus� expertise as a Potions Master, that sheet
of papyrus Severus was holding definitely held the key to Sirius� downfall as
he saw Cornelius� daughter, Emily�s name on it, with a child�s name that was
linked to a sole branch that stuck out between Emily and her husband with his
full name written all over it.

�� Hmm, how did a fair girl like her
and blonde boy get a dark-haired child, I wonder�� Severus pretended to ponder
innocently, all the while his black orbs gazed occasionally in amusement at
Sirius� reaction.

�� You son of a
bitch!!!� Sirius yelled as he threw his empty bottle at Severus, which
only nicked him by the cheek slightly before smashing against the wall behind
him. Severus could tell Sirius was trying to fight the urge to punch his lights
out lest he did something stupid to offend the person who had his fate literally
held in his hands.

�� Do you agree?�

�� Sirius breathed heavily in anger
before taking a deep breath and yelled, �Alright! Fine! I�ll take that dumb
blonde of a nephew in, if that�s what you want! Happy now?!�

�� Most certainly,� Severus replied,
pocketing the papyrus. �Your secret�s safe with me, don�t worry.�

�� I�ve agreed to your terms, so you
bloody well keep to yours! Bring him whenever you want, the later the better!�
Sirius growled and used his wand to open the door. �Now get out of my house
before I change my mind!�

�� Very well, although I doubt you
would anytime soon,� Severus replied and left with a satisfied smug. He barely
even registered the door slammed rudely behind his wake as he made his way
behind the house to get his broom from one of Sirius� hired help and flew off
towards the direction of Hogwarts.

�� Sirius waited until he could no
longer feel Severus� presence in the vicinity of his house before massaging his
temple. All that forced sobering up made his head hurt.

�� Gods, I need another burgundy��
Sirius� voice trailed away as he stomped off to the wine cellar.

A/N: Ah, blackmail. A classic plot device to
every favour-asking scene. Now that�s settled,
I�ll be working on the next chappie, so reviews plz!
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