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: Well,
now. Let’s see how the rest of our little adventure will unfold. Just sit back,
relax and enjoy the show.
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I’M A SLAVE FOR YOU
Draco
stepped out of the car, not feeling too good of himself
as he stood there in front of his Uncle Sirius’ home. After managing to finish
at least half of the class in the day and resting on Ron’s bed while trying to
fight his morning sickness the rest of the afternoon, Ron and Hermione helped
him to Severus’ dorm so that he could pack up to get
moving to Sirius’ house at Grimmauld’s Place, the
renowned Black estate which was bought over and run by the Black family for
generations. Severus requested that Ron lend him his
father’s blue Cadillac (Arthus Weasley
acquired it from a Muggle who wanted to sell it to
pay his mortgage) because where they were passing through to get to the estate
was Muggle territory, and Fred and George, who were
dying to give the car a test-drive, volunteered to
drive them. It was the first time Draco had ever
ridden on a Muggle vehicle, being that he was born
and raised in the wizarding world, and while Severus and the Old Married Couple (who tagged along for
the ride) assured the blonde that it was perfectly safe, the older Weasley twins were having the time of their lives.
This seemed all too weird for Draco in such turn of events, but with his child, or
children as it maybe, on the way he was willing to do anything. He just hoped Severus knew what he was doing. Severus,
on the other hand, knew exactly what he was doing and what he was up against.
Giving his godson a reassuring look, he helped Draco
to carry his luggage and told everyone else to stay put before he walked up to
the front door and knocked. Moments later, Sirius answered the door. As usual,
he had a bottle in his hand and his breath stank of alcohol.
“Oh, you’re here,” Sirius said
sulkily. “C’mon in.”
Severus
nodded and ushered Draco inside the house. He didn’t
plan on staying long since he had to write the letter for Draco
to Albus and the Ministry stating Draco’s
upcoming absence to school and make Narcissa sign it.
“I am sure you know each other. I
have things at school to finish up, so I will take my leave for now. You’ll be
in good hands, Drake. Trust me. Now Black,” he said in a low voice, “If I found
you did something to Draco I will have you wish you
were never born.”
“Whatever, Snivellus. Now just leave the brat behind and get
lost. Your stench is killing me.”
Severus
nodded, ruffled the blonde’s head and left without another word, leaving Draco there to fend for himself. Draco
ran to the nearest window to see the blue Cadillac drive away until it
disappeared out of sight before standing still, looking at Sirius listlessly,
not sure what else was there to do. Sirius stared long and hard at Draco before taking a swig from his whiskey.
“So,” Sirius broke the silence.
“Getting knocked up by your slave, eh? That’s rich.”
“So?” Draco
put his hands over his belly, daring him to say something stupid. “It’s none of
your business.”
“Oh? Well, I’m still your uncle,”
Sirius raised a brow and moved closer towards the young blonde. “Your legitimate and biological uncle, that is, unlike that ‘Uncle Sev’
of yours there. So it’s entirely my business.”
“What are you going to do? Give me a
lecture too? Believe me, I have heard them all.”
“Mmhmm,”
Sirius took another swig of whiskey before continuing, “Well, I don’t really
give a damn, honestly, even if it is my
business. You can go get yourself knocked up by a goblin or something for all I
care. It’s your funeral,” he then turned around and barked, “Paprika!”
The said Paprika came rushing out in
a split second. She had short hair framing her face a darker shade of red than
Ron’s, and she was as fair as Draco. To Draco’s surprise, she was scantily-clad with only an apron
and nothing else underneath, like someone who had nothing to wear because it
was laundry day. Draco secretly wondered if all of
Sirius’ hired help was dressed that way.
“Yes, Master?” Paprika asked in a thick Spanish accent before
letting out a squeak when Sirius slapped her ass flirtatiously.
“Take him to his room. You know
where it is,” Sirius ordered, before glancing back at Draco
as he walked off nonchalantly, “Dinner is at 6. It won’t wait for you, so if
you miss it and have nothing to eat, not my problem.”
“Th…This
way, Young Master,” Paprika said, her facial expression showing that she was
feeling rather awkward to be in the presence of a stranger, especially when
she’s donned in such godforsaken attire.
Draco
sighed in relief. At least he wasn’t going to make him do anything crazy.
Sirius had a reputation for giving out crazy demands and considered one of the
eccentrics of the aristocrat families, next to Lucius.
He nodded after the man and followed Paprika to his room. It was not very far.
It only took him two flights of steps and past three doors to get there, and
inside it was modestly furnished with the essentials of a guestroom. As Paprika
set his luggage on one corner and helped him empty out the contents, Draco sat on the bed and smiled.
“Thank you very much for showing me.
Did you set this room up by yourself?”
Paprika looked up at him confusedly.
No one had ever thanked her before, not in such a sincere manner. She looked
down, blushing brightly as she nodded.
“I’m sure you’ve heard Sirius told
you about my condition.”
“Yes, Young Master,” Paprika nodded
and folded and hung Draco’s clothes into their proper
places in the wardrobe. “Master Sirius has told us about the…nature of your
pregnancy.”
“Then you must know that by helping
me hiding out like this, you and everyone here in this house, Sirius included,
are accessories and accomplices in assisting a fugitive of the Ministry.”
“We work under Master Sirius’
orders, Young Master. We live to serve him and if we are to be convicted by his
orders, so be it.”
“You sound so much like the father
of my child when he was still courting me,” Draco
chuckled, bringing his knees to his chest and laid his head on it. “So…obedient.”
Paprika blushed again as she put
other things that were in Draco’s luggage into the
proper places.
“When you’re done, can you bring me
some ginger snaps? A friend of mine told me that it’ll work wonders for morning
sickness.”
“I’ll…I’ll see what I can do,”
Paprika smiled at Draco’s soft order. It’s been so
long since someone actually asked her something nicely. After putting Draco’s books on the study table, she walked away quickly
to get what the Young Master needed. Draco could tell
from her face that she couldn’t wait to tell the rest of the hired help about
the nice little Young Master she just met. Whispering a spell, he closed the
door and got off the bed. He walked to the window and looked out, hoping that
his beloved Remus was alive and well.
--:--
Remus
still huddled at one side between the coal barrel, sneezing occasionally,
missing his beloved, totally oblivious about whatever was going on in the
outside world. Talk had gone around the house about Draco’s
absence when they realized that their little Young Master had not come home for
quite some time now. Nothing like a woman scorn to get the secrets flying when,
coming a month since Draco’s absence, one of the
maids who brought tea to Narcissa for her Secret
Wives’ Club overheard her Mistress talking to her girlfriends about not getting
it on with Lucius because of the impotency curse cast
on him as punishment for losing the duel with Severus.
When asked about the reason behind the duel, Narcissa
exposed the family’s dark secret and the maid had a field day telling it to
everyone else in the household. Most of the staff, slaves and guards knew the
truth behind everything, but was wise enough not to mention it in front of the
Master and Mistress lest they want to be severely punished.
It was only a matter of time before Remus found out. Once a day Remus
was given food and since one stupid guard, who was only recently employed and
thought he was weak, didn’t think it would be any harm teasing the
half-werewolf with that piece of news. As he went in to give him food he
spouted his mouth off.
“Heard you made
the Master pretty angry.”
Remus kept
quiet. He was used to taunts and jeers since he knew he was a slave and
hierarchy-wise, he was the lowest. He just took his food without a word and
waited for the guard to leave. That gave the guard the impression he would not
be in any trouble.
“I just don’t know why he would want
to be shaken up with yer kid,” the guard shook his
head, walking back to the door to carry on his guarding duties. Remus looked up at that last statement.
“Excuse me? What did you say?”
“Yer kid. The Young Master
was thrown out for having yer kid. I mean if he
wanted a kid that bad he could have come to me. I would have done him right,”
the guard cackled cruelly as he made a rude gesture of thrusting his hips into
the air.
“You will not refer to Young Master
in that manner!” Remus shouted, standing up suddenly
and towering over the guard.
“And what are ya
going to do about, dog boy? It’s only a matter of time before the kid growing
inside dies neways. Master Malfoy
is seeing to that.”
“He will not lay a finger on my
cub!” Remus’ voice started to get bestial as his
emotions began to draw in his wolf nature to surface, although the guard failed
to notice it as he was up in the clouds enjoying himself
taunting the half-werewolf.
“Maybe after that kid is gone, I can
have a go at the Young Master. Besides, he couldn’t really be that bad of a
piece of ass. Ya liked it.”
Remus’
blood boiled, feeling the beast within him creeping into his system. He
couldn’t care less about reigning in these feelings, even though deep down
inside him, he knew it was a big mistake and might cost him his freedom. All he
could think of right now was to tear this vulgar man into shreds and show Lucius what for. He moved in a deathly manner towards the
guard, growling in his throat. That was when the guard had now realized his
error and ran for the door, trying to close it quick. Unfortunately for him,
the werewolf nature had finally overpowered his human nature and took control
of his sanity. Remus let out a bestial roar and
grabbed him by the jugular. His transformation soon began as he continued to
strangle the guard with his jaws. Fur began to grow and his face and physique
began to become wolfish by the second as he had the guard in his mouth,
gurgling and scratching at him, desperately trying to get him to let go. His
transformation, at this state, was faster than his usual transformation during
the full moon period, and once it was complete, with one snap he bit the
guard’s head off and tore at him with a vengeance, like a hungry animal given a
piece of meat. Within moments, what was left of the guard were shreds and mince
meat. With Lucius dead set in his mind, Remus tore out of the coal cellar and stormed into the
house, startling everyone in the household.
Lucius, on
the other hand, was in his study, working on his papers and still trying to get
used to not having an erection, even though he tried. Sex life was not very
fruitful for him and things were getting sour between him and his wife, who was
often left disappointed and out of the room to grab any unlucky man around the
house to fuck her blind. He cursed inwardly at the man who gave him such a
strong curse and was not feeling very appreciative at the moment when he heard
the commotion outside. A maid who came barging into his study without the
courtesy of knocking was not doing him any better.
“Master!
Master!” the maid shouted breathlessly.
“What is it?!” Lucius
barked. He was clenching a letter opener at the moment, and it was not looking
good for the maid.
“It’s…It’s…”
Her words were cut short when Remus the wolf barged in and grabbed her by the waist,
shaking her like a rag doll until she tore in half. The top half of her body
flew across Lucius’ head and slammed against the
bookshelf, staining the area with her blood. The wolf growled as it spat out
the lower half of the body, its eyes burning golden, hell bent on killing Lucius. Lucius grabbed for his
cane and took off both the black covering to reveal the silver rod inside and
took out his wand in the process.
“How did you get
out?! I swear I never get good help these days,” Lucius
growled as he waved the silver rod at him. “Back, beast!
Get back!”
Remus
snarled and aimed its paws at a nearby shelf and hit it towards Lucius, in which the blonde ducked and went of the letter
opener, which was also made of pure silver, and threw it at Remus,
hoping for it to strike his heart. Lucky for the wolf, it had shifted its
stance and the letter opener stabbed through his elbow. It roared and swiped
the thing off, drawing blood. Lucius took advantage
of the distraction to go out the window. He started out across the lawn, hoping
to get others to help. He mentally berated himself for not destroying the
creature when he had a chance. He kept telling himself that he should have just
given the wolf the Killing Curse on the day he decided to lock him in the coal
cellar rather than just imprisoning him for the sole joy of seeing his son
helpless towards his power over the boy’s slave.
Remus,
after getting over the initial shock of being stabbed, chased after him,
crashing through the window in the process, its eyes glowing and teeth bared in bloody murder. Lucius was
scared shitless and it was kinda funny to watch him
running across the lawn, his limbs going as fast as he can. If Draco were there to see it (or anyone else who knew Lucius, for that matter), he would’ve rolled on the floor
laughing his ass off at the pathetic state his father was in. Finally, the wolf
saw that Lucius could run no more and took the
opportunity to pounce onto him, growling as its jaws of death dangerously close
to his jugular. It was about to bite when…
“REMUS, STOP!!!”
Remus
looked up to see Severus jumping out of the carriage
and started running towards him. As much as the Potions Master would love to
see Lucius torn limb from limb, it would not be good
for Draco to hear his beloved being arrested for
murdering his father. Harry, who came along with him as well, got off and
followed behind him. The wolf glared at the both of them, angry for being
interrupted.
“You cannot do this,” Severus said, brandishing his wand just in case. “Draco would not like you tearing his Father limb from limb.
Let him go, now!”
Remus growled
loudly at him, ignoring him and aimed for the jugular. Severus
wanted to use the Bat-Bogey Hex on him when he felt a small figure pushed past
him and running towards the wolf.
“STOP!!!
STOP IT, REMUS!!!”
“Harry!” Severus
exclaimed as he tried to grab the boy to stop him but was too late. “Harry,
no!!”
Remus got
frustrated and lunged out to bite whoever was interrupting him, not knowing
that it was his little friend Harry. Harry held out his hands and blocked him,
his wet nose on his palms. Remus tried to advance but
couldn’t, like there was an invisible force telling it not to.
“Don’t do this, Remy! Don’t kill Draco’s father. It won’t solve anything!”
“Harry, what are you doing?” Severus called out, his heart beating furiously for Harry’s
safety. “Come back here!”
Remus
tried again to release himself from Harry’s hold on his wet nose and bite him
but failed again. It couldn’t understand. Harry was small and tiny compared to
him. It wasn’t Harry using superhuman strength to hold it back, nor did it look
like Harry was exerting any display of strength or power to do so. Harry was
just standing there, holding onto his nose like someone holding a poster on the
wall in place. It could just tear itself away and snap its jaws at him, but
Harry’s presence alone made it feel like it must obey him.
“It won’t solve anything, Remy. It
won’t bring Draco to you like this. You will be
locked away. You will be killed by high-up people. Do you want that? Do you
want to upset Draco and your cubs doing this?”
Remus
glared at Lucius with a vengeance, its demanding that
the blonde’s blood be shed for making him and his lover’s life so miserable. Lucius tried to scoot away through an opportune gap between
them and Remus wanted to hold him down, but Harry
grabbed a fistful of his fur to bring him closer to an embrace.
“Draco’s
father’s been punished enough. Calm down. We’ll take you home. Home to where Draco and the cubs are waiting. There, there…”
As Harry held the wolf close and
patted its head like a person would to a pet dog, Remus
whined in his arms, wanting to beg Harry to let it go to exact its revenge on Lucius, but Harry’s words sunk into his human conscience
urging him to accept the truth that Harry was right. It wanted to fight it but
its human sanity slowly crept into its system, telling it to succumb to Harry
and listen to his words. Finally, the wolf let out a howl of agony and was
defeated in Harry’s embrace, allowing its human nature take over its mind.
“H…Harry…?” Severus
breathed, astounded at the sight he just saw. He had not moved from his spot
due to the shock but he still wanted to know what the hell was going on.
“Thanks for subduing him, boy,” Lucius got up and straightened himself.
He took out his silver rod, ready to get back at him, “Now, if you please…”
“You are relieved of him, Malfoy,” Severus stepped forward,
finally finding his motor skills. “I’m taking him to his mate.”
“Not a chance!” Lucius
barked at him. “He’s still technically my
slave. I bought him, and there is no way in hell I’m selling him to you! You’ve
already taken away my most treasured pleasure! Haven’t you taken enough away
from me??”
“Not when you think torturing and
killing someone’s lover is some sort of game to you. There is no if, ands or
buts about this, Malfoy. I’ve already brought the
paperwork I’ve attained from the manager of the business and also a letter in
which I require your wife to sign, which is initially why I am here. I am
taking him to his mate and his cubs and that’s final.”
“Give me one good reason why I
should just let you take this half-breed and give him to that family traitor!”
“I will tell everyone I know that
you let your son get knocked up by a slave.”
“So what? I
bet everyone in my household already knows that. Hell, some of the close family
would probably also know about it. Cissy made sure of
that just to humiliate me, no doubt about it. What damage can you do?”
“Well, they are all people who would
probably help you keep a secret,” Severus noted, “but
I suppose the Ministry wouldn’t like it too much if they hear you kept a
half-breed without sterilizing it first.”
“You…You wouldn’t dare!” Lucius glowered over the Potions Master.
“Wouldn’t I?” Severus
tilted his head to the side, challenging Lucius to say
no. “No matter how much you allow Cornelius to sweep everything you do under
the rug and lick your boots for your money, you know very well that when it
comes to half-breeds like Remus, he is still bound by
the tight bureaucracy and legislations of the Ministry, especially when it is
that old hag Umbridge who is dedicated to rid
everything that is not remotely human.”
“Cornelius is nothing! I’ve paid my
way to get through the highest ranks of the Ministry. Umbridge
can never hold it against me…”
“Don’t fool yourself, Malfoy. No one can make Umbridge
budge when it comes to this issue. You know as well as I do that she is a total
Nazi when it comes to pure-blood. She’s even worse than you in the elitism
ideology. If it weren’t for the Protection Act for Magical Beings, which she is
still trying to oppose, those who know your secret would be singing to her
straightaway and she’d be right at your doorstep now bringing Dementors and Aurors at her wake.
Do you want to be thrown into Azkaban for ignoring the simplest of rules
everyone in this entire wizarding community is bound
to obey? Do you want your son, your only heir to the Malfoy
inheritance, as much as you want to deny him, to be arrested as well and let
your wealth and property to be put under the Ministry’s accounts? Cissy would definitely not
appreciate this, since she is in it as well.”
Lucius glared at him with a vengeance, trying to fight the disgust of
admitting that Severus was right about everything. If
the Ministry had heard wind about his shameful family secret, not only his
entire family would be sent to Azkaban, his wealth, property, slaves and
everything else that he owned would become the state’s belongings, and it was a
no-brainer that many of his extended families would be eager to take it off
their hands and claim it as their own. He let out an exasperated growl and
flung the silver rod he held in contempt.
“Fine!
I’ll draw up the papers! I’ll sign whatever you want! Just
take that filthy animal and go!”
“Good,”
Severus nodded, then turned
to Harry. “Go back to the carriage, Harry. Bring Remy with you. Lucius and I need to settle some things. I’ll be right with
you.”
Harry
nodded and tugged at Remy’s fur, “C’mon, Remy. Let’s go see Draco.
Your cubs are waiting.”
As
Severus followed behind Lucius
to make sure that he kept his word, Harry guided the werewolf into the carriage
and lay on his back, nuzzling at the fur. It was not exactly a pleasant thing
to do for Lucius, but the blonde kept his end of the
bargain. He signed the papers Severus prepared
stating that Draco was now the owner of Remus J. Lupin, and also
volunteered to sign the letter Severus written
stating the reason of Draco’s absence from school as
he didn’t want Narcissa to piss off by Severus than she already was.
All
the while, Harry kept stroking and easing the whimpering Remus.
“That’s
a good boy, Remy. That’s a good boy…”
A/N: Well,
seems like Harry has put his Creature Charmer ability to good use, and Severus finally got the firsthand in seeing it at work.
Reviews plz!
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