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: I hope you liked the previous chapter. Now let’s move
back to our other dear pairing Remy/Drake. Wohoo~!
Disclaimer: We do not own Harry Potter and its characters,
but we do own this story!
I’M A SLAVE FOR YOU
The room was silent as the lovers
did their thing: Remus reading some books on
childcare he got from a very dark, dusty section of Sirius’ library and Draco
working on his potions homework. Because of him carrying twins, he started to
show much earlier than expected, so Severus decided that it was time for him to
start studying at home. Albus, as promised, brought
the private tutor and every day, at 10:30 am sharp, she would show up at the
door and gave special private lessons to Draco on his schoolwork, with Remus waiting hand and foot for them.
It turned out that his private tutor
was no other than Aurora Sinistra, Hogwarts’
Astronomy professor. Apparently she was a rare kind, probably one in a million,
among all the wizards and witches geniuses ever existed in the history. She was
what Muggles would call her an ‘all-rounder’, in
which she can learn something as easily as pie and master it within days when
it takes months for an average wizard/witch to do so. Basically, you just need
to toss her a book on any subject, let her read through it for a day or two and
put it to practice for another day or two, and she would be an expert in it. In
fact, she could more or less be at the same level with Severus Snape when it comes to potions. If she were to be compared
IQ with Hermione Granger, she would’ve been about intellectually 10 times
higher than the little ‘insufferable Know-It-All” as Severus would put her. If
it weren’t for the fact that Prof. Sinistra insisted
that she kept a low profile and insisted that she taught her first love
subject, which was Astronomy, she would’ve been serving in the Ministry as one
of the highest position in the Aurors’ Department as
a Pretender, which was a high ops undercover agent who could only be taken by
the most versatile and intellectually flexible of agents.
As Draco tried to match the
equations of the ingredients of the potion he learnt that afternoon, he
remembered the first day Prof. Sinistra came in and
claimed to be his private tutor. He was flabbergasted that she knew everything
there is in the Hogwarts school syllabus and knew every single theory and
thesis of any subject she was thrown at when Draco was skeptical about her
teaching skills and wanted to test her out. Prof. Sinistra
revealed to him that Albus chose her to be his private
tutor not only because she was an all-rounder, but also she had the experience
in the past of teaching youngsters who accidentally got knocked up because, as
she put it, “they couldn’t keep their legs closed”. Her mother was also an
experienced teacher to young mothers both male and female and also worked
part-time in St. Mungo’s as a midwife, so basically
Prof. Sinistra grew up in an environment where babies
were abundant and innocent mistakes made by teenagers before their time was
very common to her. She had nothing against Draco of having a forbidden
pregnancy though. On the contrary, she was actually thrilled and proud that
Draco had taken the bold step of accepting his pregnancy rather than choosing
the irresponsible way of getting an abortion.
It’s
about time the Ministry stop being such a bias racial fool and start looking at
the big picture, Draco smiled to himself as he remembered her saying to him
when Draco asked her why wasn’t she upset about him having a werewolf’s child. A child, regardless the species, is still a
child. And they have every right to have a chance to live in this world.
He
was about to dip his quill to continue writing his essay when he suddenly felt
something.
“Um…Remy?”
“Something wrong, love?” Remus looked up quickly at Draco’s call, his face showing
concern.
“I felt somethi—there
it is again,” Draco sat up and put his hand on his tummy, his words cut short
when the feeling came back again.
“What is it? Are the cubs al…” Remus quickly put his hand on his lover’s belly and his
words stopped short as well as he felt what his lover felt. “Oh Merlin…W…Was
that…Was that a kick…?”
“That or the babies are giving me
indigestion,” Draco joked half-heartedly while trying to feel for the kick, but
it didn’t happen again.
“Now that was interesting,” Remus said as he grinned at Draco’s disappointed pout at
the babies stop kicking. “Seems like they wanna tell
us they’re here.”
“Yes, they seem like they want to be
here with us,” Draco smiled, then took a breath and sighed, “Remus, I don’t know…I’m scared. I’m afraid of what might
happen to the pregnancy, to the birth…what if something rubs off the wrong way,
and something goes wrong…I don’t think I can handle that if it happens…”
“It’s alright, Drake,” Remus reached up and hugged him. “I know it’s a tough road
ahead, but trust me, everything’s gonna be alright.
I’m with you now. You’re not alone in this.”
“But our children will never be
accepted,” Draco started to sob. Remus could tell it
was one of the mood swings Paprika spoke of and held him close, helping him to
ride it out. “They will be bastards and laughed at.”
“I will not allow it. If they’re gonna hurt our babies, they will answer to me.”
“But you’re just a slave,” Draco
noted, then it hit him. “I can never free you.”
“Why not? I
thought Master Snape said your father had handed his
ownership of me over to you.”
“Yes, but I want you to be free. I
don’t want you to get taken away like Harry did. I can’t live without you. But
I know that’s exactly what they’re gonna do. Once the
Ministry gets wind of our illicit relationship and the spawns I’m carrying,
which I assume it might happen sooner or later if Sirius decided to rat us out,
they will separate us for sure and force me to abort the children…or worse,
kill them as soon as they’re born, since my pregnancy has already gone this
far.”
“They won’t take me away. I swore I
will never leave you, remember? They will have to risk being turned to separate
us, and I know for sure that’s the last thing they’d want happen to them. I’ll
gladly infect them if that’s what it takes to keep their hands off you and me.
I know you can do this. Besides, didn’t we agree to go for that trip to get the
payment of my freedom together?”
“But the children…what would happen
to them? I will not have them going to my parents when we are away on the trip,”
Draco said in worry. “Heaven forbid what they’ll do to them.”
“They won’t. I will not allow it,” Remus replied determinedly. “I’m sure Master Snape would help out, or maybe
even that Aunt Tonks of yours. Didn’t she volunteer
to be our cubs’ godmother? And there’s always Paprika. I have you know she
would be a very good babysitter, even a substitute mother for our cubs.”
“She…She is…?” Draco looked at him
in surprise.
“Remember when you were in such a
wreck, she mentioned something about you carrying life, unlike her?” Remus asked. When Draco thought back a little before he
nodded in reply, he continued, “Well, when I asked her about it yesterday when
I was making tea for you and Prof. Sinistra, she told
me that she used to get knocked up with Master Black’s child. Twice, in fact.”
“Sh…She
did…?!” Draco’s eyes widened in
shock at the news.
“Yes,” Remus
nodded, then continued, “She said that before she was
in the slave business, she grew up in a family of many siblings, her being the
eldest to take care of all of them, thus the experience. Apparently despite the
fact that they were already poor enough as it is, her parents had no sense of
birth control whatsoever. When the amount of children got too much for them to
handle, they were sold to childless families while she was sold to the
business. She was bought by Master Black at the auction and during her first days
working here, she was Master Black’s favourite for a
while. She was always his target to fulfill Master Black’s sexual fantasies and
met his every perverted whim and fancy. Whatever creative ways of expressing
his libido, he had her to do his bidding. She was quite young, almost a few
years older than your current age at that time, and she got confused with
Master Black’s need for her as him being genuinely interested in her
romantically. When their usual sex games got a little frisky and she got
pregnant with Master Black’s child, she was totally disappointed that Master
Black met with that news nonchalantly and ordered her to have an abortion.
“She refused, of course, and Master
Black beat her so badly she had a miscarriage. Same thing happened as well the
second time around, but she knew then that Master Black would not approve of
her running away from him and raising the child alone, so she approached him,
told him she was pregnant again and personally handed him the beating rod he
often used whenever he was drunk and in a bad mood and go around punishing
people, totally resigned to her fate as Master Black told her to lie down on
the floor and let him beat her belly until she lost the child. Since then,
Master Black no longer needed her as his sex toy and made her into a personal
slave, probably a little afraid that he might knock her up and end becoming a
child-killer again, but that didn’t stop him from making her wear those
ridiculously scandalous outfits. Surprisingly, when I asked why she continues
to put up with this even though she knew it was degrading even for a slave, she
just smiled at me with tears in her eyes and said, ‘Even though I know Master
Black would never love me back, I will still love him’.”
“Oh Merlin…I…I never thought…” Draco
cupped his mouth with his hands. “But…how…? How could she love a lowlife like
him? How could she allow Sirius to do the things he did to her and still love
him…?”
“Maybe because she knew that deep
down inside, Master Black does have a sort of attachment to her.”
“How so?”
“Did you know that throughout Master
Black’s lifetime since he started getting into the slave trend as his
forefathers did, he had roughly about 10 new slaves that comes and goes every
quarter yearly?”
“That goes without question,” Draco
rolled his eyes, remembering Lucius complaining to
his wife over dinner about Sirius overdoing it with the slave turnover in the
house.
“Well, Paprika was taken in roughly
5 years ago, and all the hired help confirmed that she was the first and only
slave who continued to remain in the Black household for such long period of
time till today while the rest of her colleagues that came in with her were
soon gone 3 months after he was done with them. And after the two miscarriages,
Sirius had not once considered letting her go, saying things like ‘She belonged
to him’ or ‘She cost him a fortune to buy’ or ‘I’ll let you go whenever I feel
like it’, things like that. Does that not show Master Black’s possibility of
having a soft spot for her?”
“Now that you put it…I guess he
does. Hah, shocking. One of the Black family members actually
capable of love. My parents would have a field day with this news.”
“Her love for Master Black is just
like my love for you, Drake: undying and unconditional,” Remus
kissed Draco’s forehead, “and I promise you, once you get the payment for my
freedom, I will take you as my ‘wife’.”
“I just don’t see how that can
happen,” Draco replied, still skeptical. “I mean, Uncle Sev
almost got himself killed trying to get Harry’s
payment for freedom. What are the odds of us surviving the journey and the
ordeal getting your payment of freedom, especially when you’re their best
bread-winner and their veteran slave? And our babies, I don’t want them to be
bastard orphans if we don’t make it back alive.”
“They are not bastards. Please don’t
say that, Drake,” Remus said sternly as he touched
foreheads with the younger blonde. “They are our children. Regardless
if they are born out of wedlock or not, they are still our children.
Would you rather view them that way or would you rather think that they are
bastards?”
“I just don’t want them to be called
that,” Draco sniffed sadly. “I would never call them that.”
“They will never be called that. I
will make sure of it. I will make sure that both you and I will come out of
this alive and be reunited with our children once our mission is done. I will
marry you as soon as you get the payment for my freedom and they will never
have to worry about that,” Remus whispered, hugging
and kissing Draco softly, in which the latter kissed back.
“But that is so far away.”
“Time will pass by very fast, Drake,
you’ll see. Sorry I don’t have a ring and all, but will you marry me when that
time comes?”
“Do you even have to ask?” Draco
smiled. “Yes, yes, I will marry you, and I don’t care even if you give me a
ring made out of woven daisies.”
“I’m glad,” Remus
smiled and kissed Draco’s forehead. “I love you very, very much. You and our cubs. You know that, right?”
“I know,” Draco replied, then looked down at his slightly protruding stomach. “Should
we think of names?”
“Sure. What do you have in mind?”
“I don’t know,” Draco shrugged.
“That’s why I asked you.”
“Hmm…” Remus
tapped his chin thoughtfully. “Well, I have been thinking that if we get two
boys, I might named them Alexi and Aloysius. They were the names of my
forefathers who were the first Lupins in the family.”
“I thought of one name. Abigail. It
means ‘Joy of a Father’.”
“Abigail? That’s a nice name. You
think one of the twins would be a girl?”
“I’m kinda
hoping that way,” Draco smiled. “A girl that looks like her
father.”
“You never cease to surprise me,
Drake,” Remus chuckled. “I’ve always assumed you
might the first person to suggest that the babies should be boys. But what if
the twins are both girls? What would you like the other one to be named?”
“I…don’t know. I guess we need to
think about other names then.”
“How
about…Amrita?”
“That is pretty. What about Ambra?”
“Ambra? Sounds…odd. What
does that mean?”
“It means amber in Italian, to honour the colour of your eyes.
You do realize that when you’re not in your golden eye bestial mode, your eyes
are actually amber in colour?”
“Do I? Oh, OK. I guess it’s alright.
I’m also thinking between the lines of Alexandra and Amarinth.”
“I like Alexandra, or even Alexandria.”
“You know, we can go on forever with
this, but we wouldn’t know till our cubs are born.”
“Yes. I hope that is the longest way
off.”
“Well, you wouldn’t want to carry
the weight around you forever, right, especially when it’s twins we’re talking
about? It’ll hurt your back,” Remus chuckled, “and
your balls because I won’t be able to do this to you,” he tickled Draco’s
nipple and then pulled away teasingly as he spoke.
“Remus Lupin~!” Draco frowned, a blush on his face as he closed his eyes briefly
by the sensation of the half-wolf’s tickling on his nipple. “No teasing.”
“Alright, I won’t,” Remus chuckled again, then pulled Draco close. “I think
it’s about time you get your head out of those books and pay attention to more
important things, like going to bed. Adequate rest is best for the babies.”
So saying, before even giving the
blonde a chance to protest, Remus picked Draco bridal
style off the chair and carried him to bed. As the blonde toed off his shoes
and let them carelessly fall onto the carpeted floor while his distance between
the bed shortened, Draco nibbled his lip, a habit he developed when he wanted
to say something but afraid of the person’s reaction. Finally he decided to get
it off his chest.
“Can I be selfish and ask you something,
Remy?”
“Yes?” Remus
responded as he put him onto the bed.
“If you think it would not hurt the
babies, maybe you could…suck me?”
“Why the sudden
notion?” Remus raised an amused brow.
“You’re the one who started it, and
I haven’t had a decent release in…like, forever ago?” Draco huffed, a blush
across his face.
“Alright, but don’t blame me for
unable to wake up tomorrow morning for Prof. Sinistra’s
class because you want to sleep in after getting this good.”
“Please, Remus?”
Draco begged, his eyes looking pleadingly at him, making the older man smile.
“Anything for you,
my little Master.”
With that, he crawled down until he
was facing Draco’s crotch. Draco grabbed the bed sheets in anticipation as the
half-wolf’s hands reached to the waistband, slowly removing the pants off the
blonde, together with his underwear. He could see that his little Master was
already half hard, thanks to the initial nipple-teasing.
“Please hurry…” Draco breathed,
licking his lips.
“Patience, Drake,” Remus said as his tongue started flicking at the head of
the cock, teasing it and making the boy squirm.
“I…ah…ain’t
got…ah…any…”
“Then get started.”
Chuckling, Remus
put the head of the cock between his puckered lips, sucking lightly at it.
Draco groaned “Ah, fun” in sarcasm and tried to move his cock up to his mouth,
thrusting in, but the older man quickly held down his hips to the bed so that
he wouldn’t move.
“You asked me to do this, so stay
still,” Remus grinned naughtily, reducing Draco into
a begging, whining mess. After being able to make his little Master grovel for
it, he took the boy’s cock whole, surprising him by sucking him hard. Draco
gasped, tilting his head back as he widened his eyes in pleasure.
“Oh fuck, yes!!” Draco screamed,
clawing at the bed, as Remus sucked and bobbed his
head on Draco’s cock, blowing him expertly, his tongue lashing out in random
patterns while making those wild suctions that drove the blonde insane. Draco
screamed his approval again, moving one hand to Remus’
head and ran his fingers through his hair, while the half-wolf licked as he
sucked, one free hand snaking down to massage the balls. He pulled out
occasionally to run his tongue along the cock before putting it back in again,
blowing him and humming as he did. The vibration from Remus’
humming soon did the boy in.
“Re-Re-Rem…Remy…!!” Draco arched as he came.
Remus
quickly held down his hips, drinking every drop of his cum that he had missed
so much since their last coupling together. As Draco had not come for quite a
long time, he barely recognize the massive release he let off into Remus’ mouth as he twitched and spasm-ed
a little from the orgasmic tremors. Remus swallowed
every drop like drinking nectar from the heavenly flowers of the gods, not
wanting to waste anything. It felt as if the ceiling came down on him when
Draco finally recovered, lying back down and panting, his eyes closed again.
Once Remus
had his fill, he pulled out and wiped his mouth, reached down to kiss Draco’s
forehead as he helped him put on his pants.
“Sleep tight, Drake,” Remus whispered, then kissed Draco’s belly as well,
whispering to the babies inside, “you too, cubs.”
Draco nodded before rolling over and
falling asleep. Remus pulled the blanket over Draco
and helped him to clear his books before returning back to the bed, hugging him
close as he too fell asleep with him. Draco snuggled into the warmth when Remus returned to the bed and nuzzled at the crook of the
older man’s neck, in which the older man kissed his forehead again and returned
to slumber.
Such is a sight to behold.
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“I don’t know anything! I swear I don’t
know anything!”
Riddle glared coldly at the pleading
lady who was holding her dead mutilated son miserably, pleading for him to let
her live. With a flick of a wand, he made her levitate in the air and with
another flick of a wand, tore all her clothes off, leaving her bare to be kissed
by the biting winter cold. Riddle came up to her and ran his tongue on her
cleavage before taking her chin.
“Come, come now, Greta. He is still
family, after all. Are you sure you never had any sort of contact with him? What
kind of cousin are you?”
“I swear!” the lady he called Greta
cried. “James and I were never really that close! We are almost 5 times
removed! The last time I’ve ever seen him was during his graduation party at
his home where he announced his engagement with Lily! I swear I never knew he
had a son! Please, I have nothing to do with this! Please let me go!”
“Oh, I will let you go, alright,”
Riddle said as he licked the tip of his wand. “I’ll let you go with a bang,
most definitely I will.”
With a shout of a spell, the lady exploded
in a split second, spraying every miniscule body part of her everywhere. Riddle
closed his eyes and held his hand out, allowing the blood to spray on himself
like as if he was some regular guy enjoying the falling of rain on a midsummer’s
day. He exhaled and ran the wet metallic-smelling blood through his hand,
smearing it all over his face while licking those that dribbling past the
corner of his lips.
“Excellent, Master. Another job well
done,” Wormtail, who was a
few feet away from him, took out a dirty papyrus from his inner robes and used his
wand to strike off a name off the branch of a drawing of a tree. He didn’t
enjoy as much of the bloodlust as his Master, but he definitely enjoyed
striking off names from the family tree created from the lineage potion his
Master made, like he was a very important secretary of sorts.
Riddle opened his eyes and fished
out the picture he had gotten from Wormtail from the Muggle family he killed. The little boy looking upward at
the fat man uncertainly before staring at the camera with fear, his clothes
about 3 sizes bigger and his hair messier than a bad hair day, and his eyes the
striking jade green that etched deep within Riddle’s vengeful heart.
“Soon, little boy. I will get you…soon…”
A/N: Behind the TLC of others lurks the dark wizard, hell bent
on his pursuit for Harry! NO~! This is worse than a horror flick! While you
bite your nails in anticipation for the next chapter, reviews plz!
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