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Amore Schiavo	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 39164 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 16
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“Mate?”
Harry opened his eyes. “Yeah, Ron?” He asked quietly. The other boys from their dorm had all been sitting near the back of the potions lab when Neville’s potion had exploded, but Hermione had made them sit up front with her, so while the other boys were in the hospital wing, Harry and Ron had the dormitory to themselves for a night.
“Mione talked to me earlier today. Said you were talking last night about slavery spells?” He asked casually.
Harry smiled. The two were practically engaged by now, but they still maintained their friendships with Harry just like before. “Yeah, we talked a bit.”
Ron fell silent for a moment, then ventured a resigned, “Not Ginny?”
“Of course not, Ron. I’d never do that with Ginny.” Harry responded.
“She’d let you, though.” Ron pointed out.
Harry winced at the reminder of her devotion to him. “Ron, I’m going to be totally honest with you. I’d never tell Ginny because I think it would hurt her to hear it this way, but I think of her as a sister. I am NOT attracted to her. To be honest, her infatuation with me is only hero worship, and it actually kind of worries me. I’m not into her.” He finished.
Ron shifted in his bed a bit. “Who, then?”
Harry sighed. “I really can’t say. It’s just… Someone found this spell, and it’s complicated, but I’ve just started wondering if slavery CAN be willing.”
“Charlie did something like that.” Ron whispered.
“What?”
“He made me swear not to tell, but he performed this spell that makes it so he can’t get off without Sergei, his boyfriend, with him. He can’t even wank. He’s completely dependent on Sergei for his pleasure every night.” Ron said, sounding embarrassed. “Total sexual slavery. It’s their THING, you know?”
Harry was silent for a moment, taking this in, then he whispered: “But this spell makes the person TOTALLY dependent. For food, clothing, shelter, even for personal hygiene and use of their own magic. EVERYTHING is given up to another. Is that even allowed?”
Ron sighed, then there was more shifting before his voice spoke solemnly. “It’s not unheard of, but if this is the route you’re really considering… Just be CAREFUL, Harry.” He said.
Harry took a deep breath, and smiled. “Thanks, Ron. I will be.”
*****
Harry was surprised to find a note from the Headmaster being dropped next to his plate the next morning, but he got up and, as instructed, skived off his first class of the day, Charms, to speak with Dumbledore.
He opened the door to find the old man smiling benignly at him. “Harry, my dear boy. Sit, sit. Lemon drop?” He offered, his blue eyes twinkling merrily behind his half-moon spectacles.
Harry smiled, shaking his head.
At least SOME things never changed.
Dumbledore folded his hands in front of him and watched as Harry took a seat, then he pinned Harry with his eyes. “There is something on your mind. Do you have something you want to tell me, Harry?” He asked, not pushing, but leaving it up to Harry to decide what to tell, or not.
“Not really. But I have a question. Is slavery legal?” He ventured.
Dumbledore laughed. “Good heavens, child, NO!” He chuckled a bit more, bringing himself back under control. “No, slavery was outlawed decades ago.” He said finally.
Harry sighed heavily. “That’s what I thought. Only I have this acquaintance who found this spell… They say it’s a slavery spell, but it’s legal because it’s WILLING-”
“Ah.”
Harry paused at the softly-spoken word. “Sir?” He pressed.
“That changes things somewhat. Some slaveries ARE still legal, by their very nature. Willing submission is a very powerful force, Harry. Each type more powerful than the last. The strongest form is total subjugation to another’s every whim. To give up your family, friends, possessions, even your will, to another, and WANT that life enough to seal it with magic… The bond created like that can never be undone. This is dangerous ground to play in, Harry. If you choose to do anything, consider all the options carefully, but don’t throw anything away that you might never get back.” He finished. “Would you like a lemon drop now?” He asked, pushing the dish toward a thoughtful Harry.
Harry nodded vacantly, accepting the sweet.
Dumbledore smiled happily. “Wonderful! Now, how are your classes going? I hear Neville made quite the impression in Potions yesterday? Landed most of your dorm mates in the hospital wing overnight, didn’t he?”
Harry smiled at Dumbledore’s chuckle, and put Malfoy out of his head for the moment, reliving the explosion and Snape’s livid expression as he was covered in pink gel that stained his clothes, skin, and even hair.
It STILL hadn’t washed off.
*****
Harry saw Draco getting up and bidding his friends good-bye.
“I think I’m done.” Harry said, after waiting a few moments, telling Ron and Hermione that he was going to go walking. He got up and followed Draco, heading to the Room of Requirement.
He waited behind a tapestry until he saw Draco enter the room, then he quickly scanned the halls. No one was around. He quickly walked up to the door and got into the room.
Draco was already seated, hands clasped in his lap, looking at them nervously.
Harry sighed. “I don’t like the idea of slavery. In fact, I loathe it.” He said firmly.
Draco’s eyes closed and his shoulders slumped. “I see.” He said softly.
“No, you don’t.” Harry said, running a hand through his hair. “Bugger. Well, since this is the only way, I’m going to go through with it. But I want you to know that I’m not going to feel right doing it, is all.”
Draco opened his eyes and looked at Harry in shock. “You will? Even though I was an arse to you since the first day we met?”
“Well, you weren’t an arse the first day we MET. You were an arse the first day of SCHOOL.” Harry pointed out.
Draco smiled happily. “I’m glad that you’re willing to help me. I’ll have to prepare, and you need to know the particulars of the spell before you can agree to them, but you have no idea how relieved I am. I’d rather serve you than the Dark Lord any day.”
Harry rolled his eyes. “First off, if we’re going to do this, PLEASE stop calling him the Dark Lord. It makes you sound like a junior Death Eater, which you’re not, anymore.”
Draco nodded. “I can do that.” He said.
Harry sighed. "How are we going to do this without word getting back to your father or someone else?" He asked.
Draco nervously bit his lip. "That's the hard part, I'm afraid. I need someplace safe to stay while we get ready, and until the spell is done. And it needs to be someplace where I won't be seen at all. I suppose I could stay in here. The room will give me whatever I need, right?"
Harry shrugged. "That seems to be the case, at any rate." He agreed.
"Fine, then. I'm going to gather the belongings I most need with me, and all those that I am required to surrender to you as part of the spell, and I'll come here tonight. You should wait a few nights before visiting me, or someone might suspect something, though. I'll be fine on my own, at first. Whenever you are able to get away, you can come see me and we'll decide how to proceed from there." Draco decided thoughtfully. "Thank you, Potter."
Harry met his eyes in surprise. "What?"
"Thank you. You don't have to help me. I never expected it, I had only hoped. I'm going to do everything I can to make this easier, and I promise to do my best to learn to spend all my energy doing nothing but making you happy. You won't regret this."
Harry rolled his eyes. "Don't do that. I don't need some mindless puppet. Just be civil to my friends and stop hating muggles, and everything should go smoothly." He said lightly.
Draco nodded, offering his hand like he had their first year, though with a genuine smile now, rather than a sneer. "You have yourself a deal, Potter."
"Harry." Harry corrected, taking his hand. "You shouldn't call me Potter if we're going to do this."
Draco flushed. "I'm sure it would be most appropriate for me to call you Master." He said softly. "After all, that is what you will be, is it not?"
Harry shrugged. "We can wait for that. I think we should probably get to know each other a bit, first."
"All right, then. You should leave first. I'm going to do a few things before I leave." Draco told Harry, pulling his wand out.
Harry grabbed his things and quickly left, checking to make sure no one was outside in the corridor as he headed for the Gryffindor common room.
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