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: Will Harry finally be free this time in this chapter? Hopefully so. Well, let’s not waste anymore time! We must
continue!
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I’M A SLAVE FOR YOU
Draco stretched and
cricked his neck as he finished his essay on Herbology.
Being that now he was no longer under his father’s rule of thumb, he had
decided to choose his own career path instead of the Auror
career he had initially chosen for the sake of the family. He informed Severus
of his desire to switch his aspirations from being Auror
to Herbologist and had his syllabus rearranged
accordingly. The subjects he would need to major in the career path of a Herbologist increased a little bit, but the rest of the
subjects that were unnecessary were exempted from his curricular, so it was a
fair trade.
As he waited for Remus
to return from getting another one of his craving snacks, he looked out the
window and enjoyed the night view, his left hand supporting his back and his
right hand caressing gently at his belly. He smiled down at his babies that
resided quietly inside, waiting for their time to come out. Thankfully, they
were behaving nicely and not making his spleen into a Quidditch
match or using his bladder their trampoline. Probably all the long hours
sitting down cramming on books must’ve bored the twins to death.
“Mmm,
I wonder if your Daddy has gotten the double-fudged marshmallows and s’moores I asked,” Draco said more to the twins than to
himself. “If he couldn’t find any, maybe some pickles and ice cream would
suffice…What the…?”
Out at the distance near
the backyard, Draco spotted a girl standing in front of the back porch. She was
quite tall and lithe, and under the moonlight, his hair was rich in the colour of the blackest night. From the looks of her height,
he guessed that she probably was a little bit older than himself, probably
about the same age as Cedric Diggory. He then saw her
made a step forward and suddenly found her just right in front of his face, and
it took a wand and a spell from her to mute his voice before he could scream
for help to make him realize that this girl had just apparated
into his room.
The girl came up to him
a little tentatively, laying a finger on his lips. Draco’s first instinct was
to slap her hand away, but her bright, stunning pair of green orbs and the
safety of his babies made him hold back, though he still tried to yell his
lungs out to see if that would break the spell she put him on.
“Be quiet, Malfoy. Promise me you won’t yell when I release you from
the spell.”
Her voice was so
stunningly mature and deep, but with the twins at stake, he was willing to do
anything. He nodded and the girl chanted an anti-spell, releasing Draco from
her Silencing spell and the blonde quickly found his voice back again.
“Who…Who are you…?”
Draco asked, cowering from the girl until his back was
against the bed post.
“It is not important,”
the girl said as she brushed aside a fringe from her forehead. “I am here to
bring you news.”
“What news?”
“You and your friends
have been trying to rescue this Potter friend of yours and bring him back
together with your godfather Severus, are you not?”
“Um…yeah, you’re right
on that. How do you know?” Draco asked, surprised at
how she, of all the strange people, would know about him and the Dumbledore’s
Army’s agenda.
“I have my sources,” the
girl replied briefly, and then said, “Do you want to know the reason why you’re
not going anywhere?”
“Obviously it’s because
those stuck-up Ministry doesn’t really give a hoot about anything that does not
fit into their money pockets, that’s why. I mean, you would think that you’d
actually show a little compassion, given the circumstances and all, not to
mention the depth of Uncle Sev’s relationship to
Harry! But no, not them! They had to
be, oh so prejudicial about all this just because…”
“What if I tell you that
this goes beyond what you would expect this to be?”
“Wh…What?” Draco widened his
eyes in shock.
“These killings, they are
not what you think is going on. They are not even as simple as that. You all
were never really under the threat of a lone mass murderer who is out for blood
just because he didn’t like Halflings and Mudbloods. Not at all. You are all fooled by the surface. This case
goes higher, way higher than you can imagine, probably all the way up high to
people who run this wizarding world.”
“Wait just a cotton-pickin’ minute here!” Draco stopped the girl from carrying
on her ramblings. “You’re telling me that this Tom Riddle guy, this Voldemort is working for the Ministry?”
“Exactly.”
“Sorry to burst your
bubble here, but I find this very hard to believe. The Ministry is the one
behind the Potter genocide and the one behind all the past killings back then
before Harry’s parents’ death? You gotta be kidding me!”
“Suit yourself,” the girl
said as she took a step back towards the window. “I’m just here to inform you
about this. You can tell your friends about this if you wish to.”
Before the girl could apparate away, Draco quickly reached over and grabbed her
sleeve, making her jump and blush a little, looking as if she was a little
uncomfortable or maybe even surprised with this close contact.
“Why?” Draco asked. “Why are you telling me all this?”
The girl stared at him
with her bright green eyes the colour of green
sapphires for a while, then said, “Because I care. And
I thought this is the right thing to do. I can no longer stand by and watch
this injustice unfold on all of you, pureblood or not, and this concerns all of
you, because sooner or later it will end in blood. I don’t want to keep any one
of you in the dark any longer, Malfoy, not with what I
know.”
“How do you know my name?”
“I know everything there
is to know about everyone in the wizarding world,
that’s all I can say. Can I go now?”
“Please, at least tell
me your name!” Draco begged as he tugged at her sleeve even more.
After another momentary
silence, she tugged her sleeve free, kissed him lightly on the forehead in a
sad, sympathetic fashion and replied very quietly.
“Lillian. Lillian Rome.”
So saying, she apparated out of Draco’s room and out into the streets,
leaving Draco to his thoughts as he barely registered Remus
finally coming in with his goodies.
--:--
“Do you want me, Malfoy?”
Lucius
turned around from the mirror as he dried himself from his bath and smirked
deviously. Harry was there promptly as requested when Lucius
made the firecall to Voldemort
to tell that the coast was clear and that the Aurors
and people from the Department of Mysteries were gone after a fruitless search,
in which Voldemort announced to the blonde that he
will stay in low profile in the Riddle Manor until the whole incident blows
over and that he would reward his unfailing loyalty by having his way with
Harry again. Harry wasn’t too happy to serve him again, but he knew he had no say
in this unless he wanted to get another severe punishment that would threaten
his child’s life. Lucius, after casting a drying
spell and draped on his night robe, came close to Harry, shut the door and
caressed the boy’s hips.
“Oh yes, my dear boy,” Lucius whispered as he leaned in to kiss him. “I definitely
want you very badly, my lovely little slave.”
“I’m not yours, and
neither am I Voldemort’s. Don’t get ahead on
yourself.”
“My, my, aren’t you a feisty
little one tonight?” Lucius grinned as he kissed him passionately, carrying Harry’s
legs to wrap it around his waist, then carried him all the way to the bed, magicking all their clothes away. Once the clothes were
done with, Harry started rubbing himself on Sirius, biting back a moan.
“Eager, aren’t we there,
boy?” Lucius asked, reaching down and started rubbing
Harry’s clit to prepare him.
“Just fuck me and get it
over and done with, Malfoy.”
“Yes, I can see you’re
very well ready now.”
So saying, Lucius spread the wetness around Harry’s
pussy before lubricating himself with it, teasing the clit with the tip of his
cock. He grinned as he felt Harry whimper from the contact, knowing that even
though the boy’s mind was resisting the temptation, his body was begging for
him to just stick it in. With a dark chuckle, he slid in easily all the way to
the hilt, making the boy scream.
“Touch yourself there, boy,” Lucius
ordered as he took Harry’s hand and made him tease
himself, thrusting him deep and hard. “I want to feel your pussy tighten as you
make yourself come for me.”
“N…No…” Harry begged. “N…Not
so hard…S…Slower…”
“Why? Because
you’re carrying Snivellus’ flesh and blood?” Lucius grinned as he kissed along Harry’s
neck, leaving hickies everywhere.
“P…Please…Please…Not so
hard…”
“No can do, boy,” Lucius said as he pushed it a little deeper, hitting the
G-spot to tease him. “You enjoy me fucking you hard. It feels good, doesn’t it?”
“N…No…That’s n…not true…!!”
“OK, you asked for it.”
So saying, Lucius moved harder and deeper, tweaking his nipples as he
aimed for the G-spot over n over again, making the boy twist his body in
pleasure despite himself. After fucking in that position for a while, Lucius flipped him and made him go on all fours before
re-entering him, aiming for the spot as quickly and precise as he did. Harry gripped
at the bed sheets, screaming as his body willed him to do, unable to hold back
that pitch of pleasure escaping from his lips as he was literally pounded like
a dog. Lucius thrust even harder and deeper into him,
assaulting the spot as he reached over to nibble Harry’s
ear, feeling himself getting close.
“Mmh,
yes…” Lucius moaned as he quickened his pace, holding
onto the boy’s hips tight. “I want to bath your insides with my seed, but sadly
in your condition, Master Riddle requested that I didn’t. Oh gods, so tight…”
“N…No, don’t come inside
me, please…!!” Harry continued to tease himself as
requested by the older blonde. “Anything but that…!”
“Come for me. Scream my
name as you cover me with your pussy juice, boy.”
That was the last thing
Harry wanted to do, but he did let out a scream anyway as he came, his vagina
contracted around him tight. In fact, the vagina contracted so hard that Lucius was unable to hold it. Quickly the older blonde pulled
out and thrust between Harry’s butt-cheeks, coming
all over his back. When Harry thought he was over as he calmed down from the
tremors, he was jolted awake by Lucius poking his ass
with his rod.
“I am nowhere near done
yet, boy. I’ve been holding out for too long to last only one round. C’mere and let me fuck your ass, boy.”
Without warning, Lucius slicked Harry’s hole with both
their come and slid in slowly with one thrust. Harry tensed a little, closing
his eyes tight, before letting out a calming breath to help him adjust himself.
Once the blonde’s rod was all the way in, he started moving in and out, each
thrust bringing him closer to the prostate, taking both Harry’s
wrists and pulled him back a little as he thrusts deeper, hitting the prostate
just right and it wasn’t long before he made the boy start screaming in pleasure
again.
“Yes, yes, yes!” Lucius growled, assaulting the prostate harder, making Harry
involuntarily see stars and his ass clench. “I’m going to make you come so hard
you’ll lose your mind, and you’re gonna have to come
by my cock alone.”
Lucius
kept on fucking him in that position for a while, feeling the ass clench
pleasurably around his cock and the boy’s body tremble, signifying that he
desperately wanted to come. Chuckling deviously, he picked Harry up until he
was straddling his hips and leaning his back against his front, and while he
still fucked him, his hand snaked down to rub Harry’s
clit.
That literally done him
in as his body shook and jerked as he came, squirting out stream after stream,
while Lucius felt the ass clenching him so hard, he
barely could pull out before he put his throbbing cock between Harry’s legs, thrusting until he came, his hand continued
to rub Harry some more, maximizing his pleasure. Harry couldn’t believe he
could come this long and this much, and frankly by the
time Lucius was done coming between his legs, he had
lost count. Feeling the older man’s hold releasing him, Harry fell to the bed,
trying not to squash his belly. Lucius joined beside
him, spooning him.
“Well, you were amazing
as usual.”
“Are we done here?”
Harry panted, trying to get his breathing right and fighting the urge to elbow Lucius away. “Can I go back to your dear ol’ Master Riddle now?”
“Not quite yet, boy,” Lucius grinned as he held onto Harry a little tighter. “You
may have made me come twice in a row, but you know I have been holding out for
too long, just as I said. Besides, Master Riddle promised that I could have you
for the whole day whenever I asked. Didn’t he tell you that?”
Harry bit his lip and
held back a sob, cursing Voldemort inwardly for this.
--:--
“Say that again?”
The Old Married Couple
were in Draco’s room updating him on the progress of Dumbledore’s Army, which
was, as expected, still not going anywhere. Remus has
yet to return from his meeting at the Order at Severus’ home, so after a brief
meeting between the DA members, Hermione and Ron decided to keep Draco company
until the half-wolf returned. When Hermione started mentioning about the search
party the Aurors and the members of the Department of
Mysteries did that turned out fruitless, Draco thought it would be better to
break the news about his mysterious meeting with Lillian Rome to them. After
all, he was more or less a part of the Dumbledore’s Army and they have the
right to know about any information he could provide that might help out in
anyway. Obviously, he had caught them off-guard by that news, judging by their
surprised faces.
“Are you running a fever? Should I call Mrs. Sinistra?” Ron asked, feeling the blonde’s forehead, in which
the latter slapped it away.
“I am not sick! This is real, guys! She
actually came in through the back porch, apparated
into my room and told me that there is a possibility of the Ministry being in
cahoots with Voldemort on all the past murders,
including Harry’s parents and the current Potter
genocide! Could you believe that? She is implying that it was all the Ministry’s plan, like a big scale conspiracy! You have
to warn Uncle Sev and the Order of the Phoenix about
this!”
“And what was his name
again?” Hermione asked.
“Lillian Rome, I guess.”
The Old Married Couple
looked at each other with worried eyes. They were acting really weird and Draco
was definitely curious about the sudden change of their attitude.
“Uh, Drake, are you sure
she said her name was Lillian Rome?” Ron asked, scratching his chin uneasily.
“Duh!
Of course I’m sure!” Draco replied exasperatedly. “I’m not dreaming this and
I’m not making this up, and it wasn’t my mood swings making me see things
either! What’s wrong with you? You act like as if I just announced that
Dumbledore has just keeled over and kicked the bucket.”
“It’s just that…well, it’s quite impossible
that she’s Lillian Rome. I mean she could be someone posing as Lillian…” Hermione
seemed as if she was hiding something.
“Why? Why is it impossible? You tell me!” Draco
was beginning to feel really annoyed by all this mystery hesitation.
“She’s dead, Drake,” Hermione finally blurted
out. “Lillian Rome died a long time ago. She and her family were mutilated
beyond recognition and there was almost nothing left of her to be buried with. She
was Voldemort’s first real victim.”
“What…?”
A/N: Dun dun duuunnn!!
What’s going on here? The mystery and plot thickens even more! Wanna know more, you gotta find
out in the next chappie~! Reviews plz!
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