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Gorgon Curse	By : TransientTemptation Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 28961 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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There was a resounding crack from the dark room followed by a slight sound of barely muffled pain and a thread of a voice saying, “I’m sorry.” The three noises repeated over and over, the voice getting softer and softer with each loud crack while the sounds of pain turned into sobs.

Finally, the cracks stopped though the sobbing didn’t. Cold fingers lifted a finely pointed chin to gaze deep into teary and hazy grey eyes. “Well?”

“I… I’m sorry… M-my L-lord,” the owner of the pale pained orbs managed to utter.

There were several moments of silence before Voldemort dropped his victim’s face. A curtain of silvery blonde hair instantly fell to obscure the tearstained face even more. It had grown fairly long during the time he’d been locked up here. “Remember this, Draco,” he ordered before pulling a key from his sleeve and unlocking the shackles that held the boy hanging from the ceiling from his wrists.

The Malfoy heir instantly fell to the ground to form a shapeless puddle of bright white in the moonlit room. Across a once flawless back there were countless red lines streaming blood in places. Voldemort stared at Draco for a moment before deciding the pale teen wasn’t able to move for some reason. Possibly he was unconscious perhaps he didn’t have the strength but Voldemort didn’t bother to check. He didn’t much care. Instead, he just left the boy where he’d fallen and called for someone to patch Draco up. It would be pointless to let him die after all. He still had a more extensive punishment planned out.

Draco wasn’t given a long time to recover, in fact he was still heavily bandaged when he was chained to the ceiling again. “Now, I’ll give you a gift to make certain you don’t fail me again, Draco,” Voldemort said with mock kindness as Draco hung there limply, still not able to move from the whipping he’d taken only a few days ago.

“P-please don’t, My Lord…” Draco whimpered, not knowing what had been planned but not liking it already. Rarely was anyone who failed truly given another chance. It was false mercy.

“You reject my gift?” Voldemort asked.

Draco flinched. “N-no, M-my Lord…” Draco answered knowing any other answer would get him killed. Voldemort chuckled and then hissed and sputtered in Parseltongue. Draco’s eyes widened. He wasn’t going to call Nagini on him was he!? He’d never survive the poison! Draco heard an answering hissing from behind him and struggled to look before a cold hand caught his chin and prevented it.

“I wouldn’t look if I were you, Draco. It would only lead to bad things for you. In fact, I’d close my eyes just to be safe,” Voldemort said with a evilly curled smile. Draco’s eyes widened as he sensed more than felt something loom up behind him. His heart was thundering loudly in his chest and he was nearly hyperventilating with utter fear. Voldemort seemed highly amused by the young Malfoy’s terror even as he let his chin go and stepped back.

Draco felt scales brush over the back of his legs and closed his eyes tightly, trying to block it all out. But then he was confused to feel a very large set of human hands undo his chained hands and free him. Before Draco could do anything he was pushed roughly forward and his chest landed on a thick rope of scale. His eyes flung open and he was staring at a section of what appeared to be a giant snake covered in glittering black scales. The human hands that had taken him down grabbed one of his arms and pinned it behind him at the small of his back and Draco was suddenly aware of how very vulnerable he was in this position straddling a huge coil of a snake and very naked with his arm pinned behind him.

Draco struggled but it didn’t seem to do anything at all. The man beast thing… was just too strong and he couldn’t get any leverage to help him. He felt scales between his thighs and rubbing against his exposed backside and whimpered. “P-please… please don’t!” he begged, already making the connection in his mind. He’d heard about the Death Eater that had been raped to death by an insane centaur for punishment during the last war. He could only assume this was something similar. “Please…”

Tears were streaming down his face as he tried to get free and even kick at the monster behind him. He didn’t know what it was but he didn’t much care either. It only rubbed against him harder, scratching his pale skin and drawing blood in some places. Draco risked opening his eyes and saw Voldemort standing on the side with a soulless grin and quickly Draco closed his eyes again.

Another human hand grabbed Draco’s thigh, holding him even more still. Draco didn’t give up, trying to squirm away as best he could. He suddenly felt something softer than scales rubbing his backside and a sob escaped him. “No! No no no no no…” his normally eloquent mind failing to come up with any other word as he felt a very large, what felt to be a ball, press against his tight virgin entrance.

There was no penetration though and Draco opened his eyes after a minute though he couldn’t see clearly through his tears. Voldemort had a hand raised and then with a smile at Draco dropped it. Draco gave a shrill shriek as the huge shaft pierced deep inside him with one thrust, ripping and tearing to make room where there was none.

The creature behind him started surging back and forth, pounding Draco into the rope of scales in front of him as the boy sobbed and screamed. Draco felt a gush with each thrust as he bled and smoothed out the thrusts of the creature behind him. It seemed to last for ages and slowly the pain started to ease.

At first Draco thought he was passing out and that was why he wasn’t feeling pain anymore. And then he felt that huge cock hit something deep inside of him and he moaned wantonly at the pleasure that flowed through him. Shame filled Draco as he felt his own body starting to heat up. He could not possibly be enjoying his own rape! He just couldn’t! But when a whimper of pleasure escaped his throat he knew he couldn’t deny his body was reacting despite his wishes.

The more the creature behind him thrust the louder Draco became until he was positively shrieking with pleasure each time. Suddenly a mouth with sharp fangs bit down hard on the back of his neck and Draco cried out again, this time in pain. His eyesight blacked out as the jaws at his neck flexed, digging the fangs in deeper and deeper until they pierced his spinal cord. Draco screamed again as all feeling was sliced off in one last painful moment. All feeling and control below his neck was gone. Slowly his vision returned. He heard a splatter of liquid and risked glancing down to see that he’d come across the giant snake coil though he hadn’t felt a thing.

Draco started passing out as his body was continually used by the creature behind, above, and around him. Then there was a crack and a tearing noise and something heavy hit the ground nearby. Draco forced his eyes to focus and he was horrified to see a leg, his leg, laying off to the side. He screamed in horror even as there was another crack and tearing sound. His other leg joined the first in a bloody pile and Draco continued to scream in horror. His legs had been torn off! He was paralyzed from the neck down, being raped by some beast, and now his legs were torn clean off from his hips!

Draco dissolved into hysterics of sobs and screams until he passed out into unconsciousness.

When he came to he was laying on the ground in a filthy pile and he was burning up. Draco cried out some, it felt like his skin was on fire! He didn’t even have time to register that he shouldn’t be able to feel it as he started clawing at his chest trying to get the burning feeling to go away. He screamed as his whole body seemed to be burning to ash from the inside out. His nails clogged with blood as he clawed his own skin apart.

He writhed on the ground as he reacted on pure instinct. His vision clouded over as he slowly started removing his own skin in shreds. There was no thought, just the painful burning that he was trying desperately to stop. His screams echoed off the stone walls as every nerve in his body exploded and burned with pain.

After hours of agony finally the burning stopped and Draco managed to roll over and blindly crawl a little ways away and curl up. He was drenched in his own blood and trembling at the pain he’d so recently underwent. He couldn’t see and his whole body felt heavy and unfamiliar. Suddenly a door opened and Draco recoiled, still trembling and greatly confused. He couldn’t remember where he was or even what had happened really. Just that he’d felt an impossible amount of pain. “You survived…” a smooth cold voice said in a hiss that Draco just knew he shouldn’t be able to understand though he did. “Impressive… I had my doubts that you would…”

“W-what… what happened?” Draco whimpered, surprised that his voice came out as a hiss as well.

“Welcome to your new life, Draco” the voice hissed before laughing and Draco shuddered as a shiver shot down his spine. “I’m sure you’ll find it most enlightening.” Draco whimpered some as the door closed again, leaving him alone in the dark and very lost.
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