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A/N: This is one of the shortest summers Harry spends at Privet Drive. I'm rating this story R just to be safe.
One- One's Worst Nightmare
It was one of the most beautiful houses he had ever seen. The house donned Corinthian marble and ionic pillars that made the whole mansion look royal in the moonlight. The gates were wrought in such a way that the name "Malfoy" was majestically noticeable amongst other calligraphy. As the hooded figure walked toward the mansion the trees that once blocked part of the view were now cleared to reveal a series of white turrets that now made the mansion look like a fairy tale castle. He walked across the bridge which gave you access to the mansion and a view of the moat that glistened as the light of the moon gracefully licked its surface. Through the door showed you to a gothic looking grand staircase and at the top awaited Lucius Malfoy. "My Lord," Lucius said slightly nervous "I am sorry to keep you waiting. Bellatrix is upstairs in the room with the boy. I will show you there." Lucius led the figure up the stairs and down a corridor and at the end was a rosewood black stainless steel door. At the top of the door was a Malfoy credo done by a Aloysius S'Embowelli Malfoy it read:
"Sic Gorgeamos Subjectatos Nunc." or "We Gladly Feast on Those Who Would Subdue Us."
The figure and Lucius walked inside apparently undettered by the credo. Inside they met a haggard looking woman with straw-like hair tying up a blonde boy to a chair. The woman's face was blotted with breakouts and blemishes of the worst kind and her hand were lumped with a series of warts as arthritis seared through her knuckles. She hid her pain well. "My Lord," she said admiring Lucius and Voldemort "The lad's a wee bit squimish so I ties 'im up, I ties 'im up good." She gives one more revering look at the two with her misty swamp green eyes then returns back to the boy. Deep within the shadows arrives the ugly woman's counter part. A tall, slim figure with flowing hair of the lightest blonde; royal blue eyes that stare deeply into their honored target; and pale skin that is almost white. She wears an emerald green velvet dress with largely belled sleeves and a silver lace trim. She inches closer and says, "Bellatrix, it's Draco's initiation do be careful with my boy." And with that blasé statement she gracefully walks over to her husband's side. "Hold still you 'ittle worm! Tonight's your chance to become a man just like your dad. You get to be with the most powerful man on Earth. You should be joyous not strugglin'." Bellatrix said tying in the last knot that would ensure that Draco would not escape. He spat in the woman's face, pulled out his wand and undid the straps. "I have a future and I'm not wasting any of it on that." he said pointing cold-heartedly at the Dark Lord. "Lord Voldemort I wish you would initiate another, someone who doesn't quite have a life. Someone who would worship and adore you, grovel at your feet, and obey your every command, unlike I." Lucius interviened between Draco and Voldemort. "My Lord, he did not mean to say such things. He speaks deliriously as if he has a choice in the matter. I will discipline him to show him the gravity of this matter." he turns to the pale disobedient boy, "Draco don't you dare disappoint us. Your mother and I have worked too hard on you and you will not waste our master's time! You are to be initiated right now! So don't be a fool boy, follow him and do what he says. Your mother and I will see you when you are done." He glared at Draco as he and his wife walked out the door. The Dark Lord turned to Bellatrix, "Leave us!" he commanded.
Turning to Draco his wand at the ready "We have much to discuss you and I" he hissed, "about respect and manners... Crucio!!" As the spell tried to get to it's victim Draco simply moved his head dodged the spell and cast his own. "Incenderasme!!" A torrent of fire hit the Dark Lord by surprise. Draco smirked at the impressiveness of the spell. As they continued to duel Voldemort realized that Draco Malfoy was indeed a very worthy opponent at the age of 16. "Rictusempra!!" The spell Draco cast actually knocked the Dark Lord onto the floor. 'Nobody's spells should have this power against me, not even Potter's!!' he thought. "Sspellcassting won't work on you boy I guess I'll have to use persuasion..." Voldemort's emphasis on the word "persuasion" frightened Draco making his knees turn to jelly and his stomach turn to ice water; he instantly fell to the floor. "No you can't, father won't allow it, will he?" "Oh yes, yess he will. Lucius is one of my better followers... Releasing him was no mistake, but I see his own son doesn't submit like he does...Insolent Fool!!" Voldemort lifted Draco to him "You will see it doesn't pay to disobey me!!!" Tearing off his clothes he had pleasured himself with a screaming Draco. Draco couldn't reach his wand in time so he continued with the physical kicking, screaming, scratching approach which proved itself futile. Voldemort still continued. In his head Draco kept hearing the words, "You are mine, you are mine now..." echoing over and over in his head. With each passing sentence Draco felt more and more useless and felt himself deeply close to losing conciousness. Draco mustered the strength to finally reach his wand.
"Rictusempra!!" he shouted as he knocked the Dark Lord backwards again. "You insolent fool!!" Draco gathered every bit of rage and fury he had for the slimy, disgusting figure recoperating before him."Never again!! And with this final curse I end it!! Advada Kedavra!!" A huge green light pulsed out of his wand and went straight for the Dark Lord. After the sparkling lights shimmered out and he could see Draco gathered his belongings. Taking one final glance at the limp and crispy form of Voldemort Draco assumed he was dead or pretty close to it. Then he illegally apparated out of the mansion. With his vision hazing and darkening the Dark Lord trusted Lucius and Narcissa to take care of him he let the darkness surround him. If only Draco knew how truly powerful that spell was...
Harry awoke with his bed covered in cold-sweat and his clock blinking 5:30 am. He got dressed gathered his belongings and ran out of the Dursley house. Hedwig hooted 5 minutes later signaling that the Knight Bus had arrived. Harry had only one thing on his mind as he set down Hedwig and his fire bolt safely and securely and paid the driver. He placed his trunk on the bed and shouted "Take me to Malfoy Manor now!" Harry hung on for dear life wishing he had practiced his Occulmency with Snape. He had a notion that Voldemort intended for him to get hit by the curse and die. He thought of how weak he was and the other damed effects of that curse. Harry didn't even bother to realize that his scar had ripped itself open. All Harry cared about was getting to Draco in time and telling someone trust worthy of the worst nightmare one could have... Deep in the shadows covered by night and flora cries a boy who has been violated by the worst man alive. He hides in shame and swears he could have done something. But he did nothing and now he has nothing...
A/N: As long as that chapter was it is important. I wrote this in dedication for anyone who has been violated and felt they should have done something. Draco in time will see that it is not his fault... In the mean time I'm planning on having him stop by and spend the rest of his summer with Harry at Grimmauld Place...