Fallen | By : Cherish Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 7557 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Two-shot, maybe three-shot. I have to get this idea out of my head.
Based on song-lyrics, mostly Evanescence. Sorry for that and sorry for the fact
that I’m supposed to update all my other stories.
Summary: Fallen Harry’s world gets turned
upside-down, when he discovers the world of human slaves. Slave!Harry &
Master!Draco. Sad
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Chapter one: Fallen
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< lan lang=EN-US style='font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:
EN-US'>Harry woke up with a painful head-ache. He blinked a few times trying to
remember what happened to him, but his mind seemed to be out of order. He
looked around the room he was lying in, but the little light was blinding him.
He looked down, noticing that he was totally and completely naked. He
pulled his legs up in reflex, trying to cover his private body-parts. Useless,
because there was no one in the room, or cell...
When his eyes were finally adapted to the light he looked around in the,
now scary, room. It was dark... a room where in your nightmare you would find a
lifeless body. The dark wall made of stone looked as if it would fall on top of
you. The corners were dark and frightening.
Suddenly Harry realised that he could be that lifeless body, if no one
came to save him. A sudden panick attacked him, making him look for a door in
this room. There was none... only the dark stones.
Harry realised that it was completely useless to keep touching every
stone of the room and sat down. Aware that he was completely volunerable for
everything. He was scared, really scared.
He tried to remember, but there were only flashes. He remembered
everything. His whole life, except how he got here...
Voldemort.
He had something to do with this. Harry knew that for sure, but other
than that Harry knew nothing.
Hours pas Har Harry watched the little light there was slowly gow away.
Knowing the night had fallen upon him. Literally.
Never in his life he had felt so... alone, scared and hopeless. They
always say that losing hope is the worst thing that can happen to someone...
Harry tried not to, but the walls were so dark and the light had gone away...
he had spent hours in this room and no one had come to rescue him.
‘Was I this... this depressed before I came here?’ Harry asked himself,
for he could still not remember anything that happened to him.
He knew something happened, something bad. He could feel it... He used
to be a happy boy, right? A boy who stayed hopefull through everything that
happened to him, right?
He looked at the bruises on his skin, but they remained bruises... No
memories plopped in his mind.
Then the wall opened, or a door made of wall. Harry felt relieved that
there was at least a door in his room, hole was more like it. He tried to push
himself into the wall, for the person who stepped in had not showed himself or
herself yet. There was only a dark shadow.
The shadow threw somekind of blanket towards him, which Harry wrapped
around himself quickly. The cold couldn’t touch him any longer.
“Harry Potter,” A voice said. Harry frowned he did not recall hearing
this voice before. The shadow stepped into the room, revealing a man, who Harry
had never seen before.
“Why am I here?” Harry asked.
“Why are you here?” The man laughed.
Harry disliked imm immediately. He didn’t like the cruel laugh the man
had.
“You, Harry Potter, you have lost and everybody thinks that you’re dead.
The light side has lost and you know what the best thing about it is? We have
you,” The man smirked.
“What do you mean you have me?” Harry asked, feeling extremely
uncomfortable.
“Potter, since you have been brought up in the muggle world and always
stayed in the light you never saw or heared about the ways of the dark side.
You, Potter, are now offically in the dark side... as a slave,” The man grinned
wickedly.
“A slave?” Harry asked, his
jaw dropping.
“Yes, slaves still exist. Human slaves. You wouldn’t think that dark
wizards like to shag their house elves, would you?” The man raised his eyebrow.
~*~
Death was his only escape. Death would take him away from here, to his
paren
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