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A/N: I hope I have kept you at the edge of your seat from
the last chappie. Now let’s continue on this chappie and see if there will be any silver lining on this
whole scenario!
Disclaimer: We do not own Harry Potter and its characters,
but we do own this story!
I’M A SLAVE FOR YOU
Draco couldn’t wrap his
mind around it. Ever since he had that mystery visit from the supposedly dead
girl who called herself Lillian Rome, her claims about Voldemort
being part of the Ministry’s conspiracy was really boggling him. Hermione had
urged him not to tell Remus about this because she was afraid it might start
off something fierce and that this girl cannot be trusted on the fly just like
that, being that the possibility of this being a false alarm or that she could
be one of Voldemort’s people was high. Draco promised
to keep his mouth sealed till Hermione looked up on this matter and was quite
glad that he didn’t tell Remus about it in the first place when Lillian came
over the first time.
But it still bothered
him to no end that this whole thing was a huge conspiracy and that the people
the wizarding world trusted to run it were behind the
biggest massacre history had ever known.
While he contemplated on
it, a tapping was heard at his window. He looked over to investigate and saw
that it was a jet-black owl with silver eyes outside the window sill holding a
letter in its beak. Surprised, he let it in and it immediately perched onto his
table, dropping the letter onto it before letting out a gentle hoot, pecking
and nibbling at the chicken stew lunch Draco didn’t finish to claim his own
reward for bringing in the letter. The blonde chuckled at the owl’s headstrong
antics and checked the letter warily, making sure it wasn’t hexed or that it
wasn’t a Howler or something before opening to read it.
Meet me at Three Broomsticks. Come alone and
do not tell anyone.
Lillian Rome
P/S: Put the pendant on before you leave. It
will keep you safe.
Draco blinked in
confusion. Meet out? At Three Broomsticks? Alone? But surely he couldn’t go out alone like this. He was
still in hiding from the Ministry for carrying a forbidden child, and not to
mention he was in hiding from his father who would threaten to abort his babies
as soon as he set eyes on him. What was she thinking trying to ask him out and
risk the safety of his life and the lives of the twins he was carrying?
But then his eyes
scanned through the postscript note at the bottom, he checked the envelope and
sure enough there was a pendant inside there shaped like a teardrop the colour of sunset. He examined it from top to bottom and did
not see any foul play, and knowing that she could apparate
into someone’s room without even alerting the household and possibly have
cheated death, it wouldn’t hurt to trust her. Besides, he needed answers to
what was boggling his mind and he needed them quick. He was lucky that Remus
was out again on another Order meeting or he would’ve been there with him,
seeing the letter and finding out about his encounter with her and, as usual,
become the worried wart he always was, urging him not to go and he would be
left in the dark again till goodness knows when.
Putting on his robe and
putting the pendant on, he made sure that no one saw him leave before sneaking
out and hauled a cab to take him to Kingscross
Station, remembering to pay the cab driver Muggle
money instead of wizard money before taking Hogwarts Express all the way to the
station and took a public carriage to ride to Hogsmeade.
In his haste, he had
forgotten to hide away the letter.
--:--
“I was wondering when
you were gonna show up.”
Draco hesitated before
he sat down face to face with Lillian. She was dressed like a common prostitute
with the bling and the revealing dress-up, draped in an expensive almost
transparent robe made out of fine material and had her hair seductively combed
to one side in a peek-a-boo hairstyle, covering half of her face, but her
bright green eyes was the one that stood out the most, and what made Draco
recognize her.
“I see the pendant had
worked its magic,” Lillian said as she gestured at the pendant that dangled at
his neck.
“What is this, anyway?”
Draco asked, fingering the pendant.
“It’s something like a
Notice-Me-Not gadget, since I can’t cast it on you personally. Once you put it
on, you will automatically blend in, and your appearance, in the eyes of
others, will look like what they think you might look like, especially when
you’re pregnant like this, I’m sure the first thing Muggles
would see you as is an expecting mother. Just an example, so
to speak. Right now, to me, you look like this girl I knew…ah, yes,
Fleur Delacour. A pregnant Fleur Delacour.”
“You remind me of
Hermione somehow,” Draco chuckled. “She’s just about as smart as you are, and
really talented with magic, potions and with conjuring stuff up.”
“Naw,
I might probably be better at Charms and Potions than your friend Granger but…”
Lillian smiled sadly, a small blush across her cheek. “I don’t think I’m that
much of a good deal. I…couldn’t protect my family.”
“So you sell sex?” Draco
gestured at her getup.
“Not really,” Lillian
shrugged. “Just something for me to blend in, since I can no
longer be seen in public.”
“What do you mean by
that? My friends looked at me like I was a crazy buffoon when I told them about
our meeting at my home the other day, and they told me not to tell anyone else
coz they don’t trust you, though I think they still don’t believe me. I was
about to ask you to come with me so that I can prove to my friends that my
encounter with you was real.”
“You should know by now
that it is not possible for me.”
Draco stared at Lillian
for a long while before he finally blurted out, “What they said was true,
wasn’t it? You’re already dead and you’re a ghost.”
“I…I was dead. Well,
sort of,” Lillian muttered uneasily.
“What do you mean, sort
of?”
“I…Well,
I was dead a few years back by some accident. Then…I was revived again.”
“It wasn’t an accident,”
Draco folded his arms across his chest, which wasn’t much room thanks to his
bulging belly. “Hermione told me about you. You and your family were murdered
by Tom Marvolo Riddle a.k.a. Voldemort
because you were a Muggle-born. I don’t call that an
‘accident’.”
“Well, did that
Know-It-All also tell you that because of Riddle, I could no longer show my
face in public for fear of causing an uproar and drawing attention to that
monster to kill me again, that I could no longer sleep peacefully because all I
could ever dream of were nightmares of me watching him cutting my parents up
slowly, bit by bit until they died by just the pain alone before he raped and
sodomized me to death, that my body was so mangled and mutilated beyond repair that
no one could tell which body part belonged to whom and I had to be cremated
together with my parents, our ashes mixed together and that I will forever feel
their essence, their soul and their pain in my skin, in my blood, in my flesh
and in my bones? Don’t act as if you understand me, Malfoy,
because you don’t.”
Draco bit his lip,
seeing Lillian looking at him grudgingly, like he had just uttered something
that tainted her family name. He looked down at the pendant and fingered it
quietly.
“Sorry,” Lillian sighed
and took a sip of her coffee, giving a guy who was eyeing at her lecherously a
Don’t-even-think-about-it look. “I just…I’m just trying to adjust to the fact
that of all the people that were brought to life, I was the only one.”
“Brought back to life?”
Draco blinked, looking up at him. “What do you mean…?”
“I don’t know,” Lillian
shook her head. “One moment I remember screaming until I couldn’t scream
anymore when that…that monster violated me and then…I found myself on a dusty
old rickety bed inside the Shrieking Shack with only a bed sheet as my means of
clothing and no one else around but me. I have no idea why, when and how I was
alive…but I was, and here I am now, hiding in plain sight, trying to avoid
being found by that monster and find out what the hell everything is going
here.”
“I guess we’ll figure
that out as we go along. I need some answers, Lillian. Why did you tell me
that…” Draco looked around to make sure no one was
eavesdropping before continuing quietly, “that these killings, including yours,
had to do with the Ministry?”
“Because this is true. I
have been around for a long while and have done a bit of a personal research on
my own to know that this Riddle guy, this Voldemort
you guys seemed to be raving about, had always been a pawn for the Ministry to
vindicate purebloods like you and eradicate people like me. It had always been
their doing and the people here,” Lillian flailed her arms at her surroundings,
“are just too blind to see that.”
“OK…” Draco found it a
little hard to digest all this information. “Let’s say I humour
your little paranoid conspiracy theory of yours, why do you think they want to
do that? Why go through all the trouble of having Voldemort
as their assassin? Why did they even bother? I mean, they are the Ministry;
they can just put out some sort of decree to wipe out the entire nations of
non-pureblood people and make a whole Garden of Eden out of this place or
something instead of sending a small fry to do a big-scale job like this.”
“That’s because they
think they are better than anyone else. They think that by doing this, they are
a lot smarter than the Muggles who had put a black
mark in human history through the Holocaust and the Klu
Klux Klan and whatnot, but they don’t realize that they were doing the exact
same thing the Muggles did to their own people, that
they are just lying to themselves about committing the exact same atrocities as
the Muggles did.”
“How do you know all
this?” Draco leaned towards her. “How are you able to find out all this and
piece it all together if you’re in hiding like this?”
“I can’t tell you more,”
Lillian shook her head. “I don’t have enough evidence to back up what I’m
telling you right now, but I assure you it is true. And truthfully, this is not
the real reason I asked you out.”
“What? What are you
talking about?”
Lillian quietly fished
out a small glass vial out of her cleavage and set in on Draco’s hand, making
him take it. Draco looked at the vial and recognized it as one of the vials he
saw in Albus’ office at one time when he was called
in for causing trouble at school, among a dozen more vials that situated near
the Pensieve everyone rumoured
the old Headmaster had.
“Is…Is this…?” Draco
wasn’t sure she was thinking what he was thinking, but he had to ask anyway, in
which Lillian nodded.
“Show this to the Order,”
Lillian said. “Better yet, show this to Prof. Snape. He’s
gonna need this. Goodbye.”
“Wait!” Draco quickly
took her wrist. “When will I see you again? When will you reveal everything?”
Lillian hesitated before
taking her hand away.
“I will contact you when
the time is right. Have the Order give me full protection by then. And I mean
the Order’s protection. Not the Ministry. I don’t want to die again by their
hands this time.”
With that, Lillian quickly
left, turning heads of men as she walked due to her attire. Draco sat at his
seat, fingering both the pendant and the vial, wondering about the events that
had and will be unfolded, still trying to digest all the facts that he had been
given to. When he was about to take another sip of butterbeer
he had ordered, a hand grabbed him by the shoulder, shocking him out of his
reverie. Looking up, he feared that he had been caught by his father or one of
his goons but was taken aback to see Remus glaring
back at him with his golden eyes.
“R…Remy!
W…What are you…?” Draco’s words were caught in his throat as he saw the letter
he had forgotten to hide brandished at his face. “I…I can explain…”
Without a word, Remus pulled Draco up and dragged him to the fireplace and
held him tight, Floo-ing back to the Black estate and
dragged him all the way upstairs to their room. He set the young blonde onto
the bed and had his hands on his hips.
“Who was that woman?” Remus demanded.
“It’s…It’s nobody,”
Draco tried to worm his way out of it. “She’s…just a friend of mine…”
“A
friend? A friend that you would risk your safety and
the safety of our twins to go out and meet? A friend
who dresses up like a hooker and flashing her breasts at you when you already
have me?”
“I didn’t mean to. It’s
just that she had something important…Wait, that’s not really your business, is
it? Were you following me? How did you even know it was me? I had this
Notice-Me-Not pendant on!”
“No wonder you look like
someone else back there, but your scent didn’t fool me,” Remus
grabbed the pendant, pulled it off and threw it aside. “So this is how it is,
huh? She gave you a gift and writes you secret messages like this and you’re
going all out on an affair. You’re pregnant with our cubs and you still decide
to cheat on me behind my back!”
“I didn’t ch…”
“What were you thinking
going out there like that? And in your condition no less! What if your father
catches you? What if your father’s lackeys have powerful magic to be able to
see through that petty disguise of yours? What if you become Voldemort’s next target? What if I hadn’t come after you? Do
you want to get Abigail and Amarinth killed?!”
“Will you just listen…”
“If you don’t love me
anymore and want to take our cubs away from me, then just bloody say so!”
Without warning, Draco’s
hand flew across Remus’ face, the loud smack almost
echoing across the room. When the sting on Remus’
cheek settled in to make him realize what had just happened, he was met with
Draco’s tearful face.
“How dare you? How dare
you accuse me like that?! Would I have accepted you as you are if I didn’t love
you? Would I have risked my everything to give my all
to you I didn’t love you? Would I have kept these babies if I didn’t love you? Everything
I have done, I have done it for you and you accuse me of having an affair?! How dare you?!”
“Then what were you
doing with that woman? Why did you have to go behind my back for this…”
“I did it because I wanted
to save Harry! I did it because you wanted to save Harry! I DID IT BECAUSE I
LOVE YOU!!!”
Remus
was taken aback. He couldn’t comprehend what Draco was trying to say, but he
could tell from his tone that he had just made the biggest mistake of his life
accusing his mate like that.
“I…I don’t understand…What…”
“Of course you don’t understand!” Draco shouted, his mood swings
contributing to his outburst. “You’re so busy with your stupid Order that you
barely have time for me! You’re never home nowadays, always hanging out with
them and never really give me the details of what you talk about, like I’m not
worth helping you at all! Harry is my friend too, and I deserve to contribute
just as much as you do! I didn’t tell you about this meeting of mine because
Hermione thought you might worry unnecessarily, which is true obviously by the
way you just behaved! That woman had
vital information about this whole case and I can’t just stay cooped up in here
and do nothing while you guys keep hitting a dead end over and over again! God, why do I even bother risking myself getting this?!”
Remus
saw Draco pull out the vial from his robe pocket and was prepared to smash it
onto the ground. He didn’t know what was in it, but his instincts told him that
whatever was in it was bloody important. Quickly, he reached over and wrestled
the vial out of Draco’s hand, put it aside and held Draco close to him,
stroking his back and rocking him to and fro.
“Shh,
shh, shh…I’m sorry, Drake. I
didn’t know how lonely I made you feel. I’m sorry I accused you. Shh…”
“How could you do this
to me? How could you think of me that way?” Draco bawled in Remus’
arms, batting his chest with all his strength. “After what we’ve been through,
how could you not trust me?? You…You bastard!! I hate you!!”
“Shh…You
don’t hate me, please,” Remus begged, rocking him
some more. “Don’t say you hate me. I’m sorry, Drake, I’m so sorry. Please forgive
me.”
The couple held each
other like this for quite a while, the older man trying his best to soothe the
young blonde to calm down from his tears. After crying for probably the longest
time he had ever cried, Draco calmed down and just nuzzled against Remus’ chest, breathing in his scent as he told him
everything from the first time he met Lillian to the secret meeting they just
had. After hearing everything, Remus scratched his
chin in confusion, trying to take in all this.
“Well, Hermione speaks
the truth when she said that this Lillian girl is already dead back then, since
I actually read some of the case files Miss Tonks and
Master Shacklebolt bring in, and that she is right about
me probably going on a worrying frenzy—though it’s a little too late for that
now—but if what Lillian said is true, then this whole Voldemort
issue is bigger than we thought.”
“No kidding,” Draco
replied, then a short pause before he whispered, “I’m
sorry for hitting you, and…I’m sorry I said I hate you. I…didn’t mean it…”
“It’s OK, my mate,” Remus replied as he caressed Draco’s cheek. “I am the one
at fault for jumping into conclusions and accusing you in the first place. I swear,
it’s the wolf in me that made me so jealous just now, being Lillian is so
pretty and all.”
“Not even the goddess
Aphrodite can tear my attention away from you, Remy. You know that.”
“Then I’m glad, because there is
nothing in the world that rival my love for you and
our cubs.”
With that, Remus
leaned down and kissed Draco passionately. Draco kisses him back just as
passionately until the need for air made Remus pull
away.
“I have to stop,” Remus said a little breathlessly.
“Hmm? Why?”
Draco looked up at him worriedly. “Have I done something wrong?”
“Not that. If I continue, I may hurt
you. We did have a bit of a rough night last night, you know what I mean.”
“True, my ass still does feel a
little raw, but…” Draco blushed a little in the midst of his giggle, then
pointed at his boner. “Your kiss just made me…”
“Well,” Remus
grinned. “Why don’t we take care of that then?”
So saying, he moved in between his mate’s
legs and leaned down to lick him, slowly taking Draco into his mouth, savouring the taste. Draco moaned at the feeling, his hands
clenched at the sheets beneath him. When Remus swallowed
him down to the root, fucking his throat with Draco’s cock, Draco soon let
loose his scream of approval, his fingers entangled in Remus’
hair.
“Ahh~! Yes, yes, yes~!! So...So
good~!!”
Remus responded
by playing with his balls while he sucked him, occasionally lifting up to run
his tongue up and down Draco’s cock.
“Ooh, ooh gods…!! It’s too much…!! I’m…I’m
gonna cum…!!!” Draco’s moans
went a pitch higher as his hips unconsciously bucked. Remus
chuckled around him and pulled off, stroking him.
“Don't you think that is what I
want?”
“I’m close…” Draco whined, his breathing
getting erratic. “I’m gonna cum soon…Please…Suck me
some more…”
“Beg for it, love,” Remus said, licking the tip.
“Please…Please…I beg you…Remy, please…Make
me come…!”
“So beautiful when you beg,” Remus grinned and took him in his mouth again, sucking him
hard.
Draco’s eyes widened in ecstasy as
the rush came. Within moments, he shot his load into Remus’
mouth, screaming Remus’ name. Remus
drank it all down before leaning up to kiss Draco, letting him taste a little
bit of himself in his mouth. Draco was surprised at first, but soon gave in to
the ecstasy of tasting himself. Remus gently pulled
Draco’s hand to his own cock, not wanting to let go of Draco’s lips, in which Draco
knew the drill and started stroking him, still kissing him back hungrily. Remus thrust into that hand. He ran his hand through Draco’s
hair, roughly kissing him and Draco responded by tightening his grip and stroking
along with Remus’ thrusts,
“You can take me if you want,” Draco
spoke between kisses.
“Only if you want me to, Drake,” Remus replied, even though in reality he was so hard.
“I want you. I want you so much.”
Remus nodded.
He quickly took out the lube and poured it generously on his hand before rubbing
it on his already slick cock. He rubbed it around Draco’s hole and within it to
prepare the blonde briefly before he leaned down and kissed him, trying his
best not to hurt Draco as he entered him. Draco moaned in pleasure as Remus entered him. He didn’t mind the brief preparation and
the mild burn as he entered; he was too turned on and too wanton to care about
all this petty inconveniences.
“"So good, Draco,” Remus said, his lips just inches away from Draco’s, starting
off at a fast pace, as much as Draco’s condition allowed him to. He was so
close. “I am going to cover your whole body with my come that you will have no
scent but mine on you.”
“Mmh, yes…!”
Draco let out a euphoric moan after moan as Remus pummeled him mercilessly. “Dee…Deeper…Master…So
good…!”
“Yes, yes, yes…! You just want to be
covered with your mate’s seed. It is what you live for, isn’t it?”
“Yes, yes, I…I want my whole body to
be covered with your warm seed,” Draco moaned in pleasure as the last hard
thrust hit his spot, bringing his cock to life again and throbbing.
“You are to love me and no one
else." Remus demanded as he continued thrusting,
leaning down to kiss, bite and lick the young blonde’s neck. “Do you love me?”
“Yes! Yes! I love you till the end
of time~!! I love you forever and a day~!!” Draco was outright screaming now, feeling
the double assault of pain on his neck and pleasure in his ass, his cock
dripping wet with pre-cum, and was taken by surprise when Remus
rolled them over so Draco was on top.
“Prove it, my little mate,” Remus grinned, holding onto Draco’s pregnant belly to
support it. “Fuck yourself on me.”
Draco whined in protest a little
before doing as he was told, jamming Remus’ cock
deeper into his ass as he bobbed up and down, his sweet spot ravaged and making
him howl with pleasure. Remus let out a satisfied
growl as he reached up to stroke Draco’s cock, making Draco moan even louder as
he felt his cock being stroked. Soon both of them could no longer hold back as
the blonde let loose his load a second time, followed by the half-wolf who
quickly pulled out and erupted all over Draco’s belly, covering it with string
upon string of come as he let out a wolf-like howl of completion. After a few
moments of ecstasy, both of them collapsed onto the bed side by side, totally
sated. Despite his body weaker than water, Remus
moved over to hold his little blonde lover close in his arms.
“I promise I will never accuse you
of anything before I investigate it for sure,” Remus
whispered in Draco’s ear. Draco reciprocated the hug and leaned to his ear as
well.
“And I promise I will never do anything
serious behind your back.”
“I love you, Drake.”
“I love you, Remy.”
Those were the last words—along with
a deep kiss—before they both passed out in their afterglow.
A/N: Aww~! Ain’t that just the sweetest thing? I just love kiss and
make up. And wow, do we have a big scale scandal up ahead that goes way up to
the top! Reviews plz!
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