Authors note: Hello there, this is a sequel to 'Day I Die'; of course you don't actually have to read that one first. Now if you have noticed in some of my older fanfictions saying you read it, 'Harry Potter this and Harry Potter that' I don't particularly like Harry Potter. Of course if you do then more power to ya, and then you should probably hit the back button. I like to write Smut, and though I hint at it, I didn't go into detail in the chapter, sorry about is a RonaldXDraco Story; there will be some HarryXRon and HarryXDraco. There is also going to be mention of LunaXHermione and FredXGorge along with LongbottomXGinny (Can't spell so I don't want to spell his name wrong.) I also have a plan to give a good person to Harry but I don't know whom so you're welcome to comment whom. Anyways-Happy Reading.
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Chapter One:

A Promise to Harry

Draco cries out as he hits the ground. Another kick comes as he tries to stand once more. Then another, he was sure that by the time this all said and done he would have a broken rib at the very least a cracked one. Draco continued to remind himself that he deserved this. This was his entire fault. Harry was angry, really angry. Ron and Draco hadn't even made it a whole year before Harry decided that it was time to get Draco out of the way. Draco wasn't teasing Harry anymore so that gave Harry plenty of time to bully Draco. That is why he deserved what he was getting and Harry would remind him of it constantly. It was just payback for all those times in the past. But it was more than that, along with the abuse came the threats.

"If you ever say a word to anyone it will get worse for you. No one loves you Draco, not even Ron. No your precious Ronald doesn't love you."

Draco hated that the most. How would Harry know if Ron did or did not love him? Actions spoke louder than words and maybe that was why when the war had come and went, Draco betrayed them all. The tears welled up in his eyes as he walked over to his parents. They weren't tears of joy no, tears of pain of regret and anger. A promise, something he would and could not forget on that night several months ago.

"Draco," drawled Harry.

Draco spun on his heals cursing to himself for leaving his wand back in the dorms. Harry smiled when he noticed Draco's predicament.

"Ah what do we have here, a boy without a wand. Why don't we have that fun we should have had all those years ago?"

Draco tried to run. He didn't want to have any fun with Harry. He couldn't eve do that with Ron. Harry smirked as he grabbed a hold of Draco dragging him along through the corridors. Draco didn't dare try to make a peep. That would just cause more trouble than it was worth. Harry dragged him all the way to the room of Requirements. Draco didn't know what to do. After standing next to Harry for about five minutes Harry finally moved, forcing Draco through the door in front of them.

Draco flinched as he saw the items that lay before them. Harry had thought of everything. It scared Draco the most. He really wasn't all that sure what Harry had in mind but he had a pretty good idea. Draco turned figuring if Harry was distracted that maybe he could make a run for it. Harry harshly grabbed Draco shutting the wooden door with his foot. He then pulled Draco over to the queen size bed.

"Oh Draco where do you think you are going," questioned Harry.

Draco whimpered and whispered, "Away from you."

"Oh…" Harry paused, "I didn't quite catch that… what did you say?"

"I said," Draco hissed, "Away from you!"

"Oh…" Harry smirked, "Our little Snake has gained a voice…" he paused again while Draco looked around the room for the person that Harry was talking to, "Well too bad for him… I suppose. Though I always like your spirit, isn't that right Little Snake?"

Harry's smirk only grew as Draco shuttered and glared at him, Harry took that time to Handcuff Draco to the bed. Draco struggled with the handcuffs for a little bit but soon gave up. Meanwhile Harry walked over to a potion table looking around, he then pulled out a piece of parchment with scribblings on it. Ten minutes later a potion was brewing and Harry was smiling mischievously. Draco looked back and forth between Harry and the Pot.

"Oh…" Harry paused again, "is little Draco worried."

Draco shook his head 'No' but his eyes told otherwise.

"Don't worry my little Draco; it isn't going to kill you. Just make you my loyal sex slave for the night."

Draco began to struggle with the handcuffs once more. Harry just sat there and snickered. Draco was trying everything in his power to get the blad dasted contraption off of him. It wasn't working. Harry had turned back to the position stirring it then sipping it and spitting it out.

"Ah, I think it's ready."

Draco began to struggle even more; he clamped his mouth shut tightly. Harry just shook his head.

"Oh Draco you will take this. And then you are going to beg me to fuck you and then cum with my name on your lips."

Draco whimpered and whispered, "Please no, I'll do anything, anything but that. Please."

Harry moved with the spoon, "Yes Draco you will do anything. Anything I command of you."

Draco dipped his head in defeat, tears sliding down his face. He didn't want this. No he wanted to be held by Ron and only Ron. His body had finally healed and he had begun to heal mentally of course that took a lot of loving words on Ron's part, and a gentle hand. But Ron and him had yet to have sex, to make love. He wasn't ready and yet here he was, going to give his body to yet another. He had hoped that Ron would have been his first real time… Now he knew otherwise.

Harry lifted Draco's chin. Draco just glared at Harry through his long tear soaked eyelashes.

"Say ah Princess Draco."

Draco glared harder, and then tightened the grip of his jaw.

"You're going to do this the hard way? Oh well, all the more fun for me."

Harry placed the spoon down on the table beside them then grabbed Draco's nose. After a short while Draco had to open his mouth to suck in air. Harry took that opportunity to shove his fingers into Draco's mouth. Harry tilted Draco's head back and then poured the contents of the spoon into Draco's mouth. Draco tried to cough the liquid up, but Harry was much faster. He removed his fingers and snapped Draco's mouth shut. Draco would have to swallow sooner or later. Sooner rather than latter it seemed. After Draco finally swallowed in all down Harry let go of his mouth.

Draco coughed, "That tasted horrid."

Harry smirked, "What… expecting it to taste of roses and candy?"

Draco glared at him, "No smartass."

"I see that the position has given you bravery to speak your mind," smirked Harry.

"It has done nothing of the such, but if I am to do this… I will curse and smart of to you ever chance that is given."

Harry rolled his eyes as Draco's leg shot out kicking him in the side. Harry looked back at Draco then slapped him.

"Naughty, naughty little boy. Now while I wait for the potion to take effect why don't I set up the best part? You see I need something to hold against you."

Draco just gave Harry a weird look, 'Hold against him…?'

"I don't think that Ron would just believe me if I told him that you through yourself at me… begging to get fucked."

Draco's eyes widened as Harry uncovered what looked like a Muggle camera. Draco wished that he could just avoid that whole thing.

"Sit still," Draco's body stiffened, couldn't more if even if he wanted to.

Harry noticed this and smiled a truly wicked smile, "Now let's go over the rules. Rule number one: You will enjoy this completely. Rule number two: You will beg and beg and beg some more. Rule number three: You will cry out only my name and it shall be only in pleasure. Rule number four: You will think of nothing but me fucking you and you wanting it. Do you understand my Princess Draco?"

Draco glared at Harry and shook his head, 'No', and then Harry said something about all the rules being commands and Draco's expression softened even though he didn't want it to. Harry came over to the bed and un-handcuffed Draco smiling at his work, then roughly rubbed Draco's new arousal. Draco moaned even when he tried not to. Harry told him to strip and he did. Draco now lay naked, exposed and venerable on the bed in front of Harry. He now more than ever wished that Ron would come in and save the day. Harry had already finished with the Muggle device and was grinning mischievously at Draco. Draco was smiling back, but in his head he was crying out for help. The potion couldn't stop him from thinking it just stopped his thoughts from being voiced. Harry crawled onto the bed once again and rubbed his own arousal. Draco looked so hot sitting there just waiting for Harry to come and fuck him.

Harry smiled even bigger, "Come on Draco, what is it that you want?"

Draco tried to bite out his tongue but he still replied in sickly sweet voice, "Oh… Harry I think you know."

Harry smirked, "Really, and what is that?"

Harry mused, this was better than killing him, it was pure entertainment at the core of it all. And then it was pleasure and a peace of mind. To know that he is the reason Ron and Draco will never get back together. Ah yes, to sabotage, really Draco should have known that Ron was his. Yes Ron belonged to Harry and it angered Harry to think that Draco stood in the way of all that. But then again, it also made him happy knowing that Ron; would never, ever return to him. Not after tonight was over, no their relationship was over, completely destroyed by one simple act of greed.

Draco blushed a light pink across his cheeks, the drug didn't quite take away Draco's personality and that included the insecurities and the attitude. "I want you to fuck me… fuck me hard," Draco mumbled out.

Harry smiled and leaned over a little, "I didn't quite hear that."

Draco blushed even harder, "Iwantyoutofuckme."

The wording came out quite fast Harry hadn't actually expected that. He thought that Draco would be quite upfront with having sex. He mused; you learn something new every day. As quick as Draco spoke Harry complied with his wishes. He took him right then and there, no prep nothing, hard and fast and not just once at that. They did it several times. Once one round was over shortly another one would begin. It seemed to Draco's almost gone mind that it had been a while since Harry had had sex. With the way that he was treating his partner it would make since. All that could be heard was the slapping of flesh against flesh and Draco's cries. At first out of pain and then soon pleasure. "Ah" and "Oh Harry," with a few "Fuck me harder." After several hours Draco's real thoughts began to show through. Tears began to slide down his face. He couldn't speak it but he didn't want this. Harry knew that his time was limited. So he finished off the last round harshly and then turned off the camera.

Harry turned back to Draco, "Looks like my time is almost up. Better leave you with one last gift."

Harry yanked Draco around pinning him on his stomach. Then picked up his wand and carved 'Whore' into Draco's lower back. Draco was in so much pain that he couldn't fight back even if he wanted to. All he was able to do was scream and cry. He could feel every letter carved into.

Draco grimaced as he touched his back were Harry had left his mark. The Dark Lord told him he was smart to come back, then hugged him. Draco wanted to sob on the evil mans shoulder right then and there. Everything made him think of Ron, and now, after everything, it was all over. There was nothing left.

When he finally faced them all he saw the hate, the anger, the pain. He saw it in all their eyes, everyone's but Ron's. Ron didn't even look at him. Not once through the whole commotion. That in of its self broke Draco the most.