"Hello Harry," said a somehow familiar voice in the darkness.
The young wizard had been taking a simple walk to the park to once again get away from the Dursley's yet again when he heard the hissing voice seemingly come from boy whipped out his wand but before he could do utter a word a figure magically moved behind him, gripping his hand tightly forcing his wand to his neck, a deep voice tutting him.
"No need for that," It whispered in his ear, a hand slipping around his waist pulling him close to the figure's body. Harry felt something pressing into his lower back but ignored the wand slipped from his hand and he heard a muttered "Petrificus Totalus" forcing Harry into the full body bind he had seen so many times before. The man behind pulled him closer and slipped a blindfold over his eyes leaving in darkness.
The man's breath became heavier as he pulled picked up the boy wizard and started carrying him to an unknown they walked Harry heard "Imperio" and then the command to sleep which he could not so he fell asleep in the arms of his captor.
Cold.
Harry felt freezing as he woke. He still couldn't see a thing because of the he tried to curl in but it was then he felt the cold metal pressing against his wrists and ankles. The chains jingled cheerfully, mocking him as they restricted him from moving. He could move his arms but there wasn't enough slack to be able to take off the bloody blindfold.
"Help! Somebody please!" he cried out now noticing he only felt a thin blanket covering clothes were gone.
"HELP!" he yelled feeling more then nervous.
Who had done this?Deatheaters?Suddenly the bed moved, and he could feel a person sitting on the bed beside him.
"Shhhh, no need to make a fuss now," said the silky boy still couldn't place the voice.
"What do you want with me?" he asked harshly.
A hand stoked his cheek."Nothing much, Harry."The hand started creeping down to his shoulder sending shivers down the boy's spine.
"Who are you?"
"You don't recognize me, I'm hurt," said the voice now becoming mocking. He knew that tone.
Lucius Malfoy.
Harry felt himself gasp in surprise not only from the realization but the fact that the death-eater's hand now began to wander down his chest pushing down the blanket as he went."Don't worry, I have not told my master that I have you. Only I know…" he trailed off sounding a sickly boy bit his lip, feeling relief that he was not going to be handed over to his mortal enemy but terror at the same time. What could Malfoy possibly want with him?
A single finger traced circles around his nipple making him gasp slightly once pulled away from the touch- as far as his chains would let chuckled merrily watching his prey struggle thoroughly enjoyed. He had wanted Harry for so long, and now he had had him.
But what to do?Seduce him? Take him now?
He wasn't sure he could wait, his erection already straining against his pants."Let me go!" demanded Harry trying to appear strong as Lucius continued his assault on the boy's now stiff nipples.
"How do you feel, Harry?" asked the older man his voice silky, controlled once more.
"Get off me!"
Gentle fingertips glided away from his nipples down his stomach leaving goose bumps behind blanket was continued to be pushed down and Harry continued struggling feeling increasingly was he doing? The boy's breathing became quicker.
"Please, stop," he said finally showing some weakness making his captor's smile continue to boy looked so beautiful struggling in his made his decision. He couldn't wait.
He moved from the edge of the bed to right next to his prey, his hands never leaving his skin, continuing to push down the blanket so that it now cradled his hips."I'm afraid I can't do that. I have been waiting for this moment for too long," said the older man now starting to slip off his clothes.
"To do what?" asked the boy shivering. Lucius laughed."Why to make this body of yours mine."The man now, fully nude straddled the boy and leaned over to kiss him. Harry bit his tongue. Lucius pulled away immediately feeling hot blood seep into his mouth.
"That wasn't very nice, harry."
"Get off me!" yelled the boy again starting to struggle once slapped him then said in a rash tone,"Would you rather I hand you over to the dark lord?"
Harry became still biting his breathing grew even suddenly felt a pang of pity for the boy. He tried to shake it off but he couldn', when he had waited so long. He should have taken the boy started running his hand over Harry's chest again while his other hand pushed the blanket all the way off.
As he grasped Harry's manhood he heard the boy gasp and he felt his excitement raise, his pity disappearing as quickly as it came.
"Have you ever done it before?" asked the man starting to stroke the limp member in his hand."N-no" rasped the didn't take long for him to get hard.
"I'll make your first time as pleasurable as I can then."He heard Harry gulp. While Lucius continued his ministrations Harry's body finally began reacting and he starting bucking his body. But at the same time he was crying rather pathetically.
"please," he whispered. The man wasn't sure what he meant.
"please, what? Your body is begging for more."He started stroking faster and the boy came, white drops falling on the man's body.
"My turn," said Lucius pushing the boy's legs apart with his own.
After sucking on a finger for a moment he moved it to the boy's slowly- ever so slowly pushed it screamed.
"Stop! It hurts."Lucius slipped another finger screamed again trying to get away.
"Relax. It will only hurt more if you're tense."
"Get off me you pervert!"The man sighed putting yet another finger sound of chains clanking together soon filled the room as the boy continued his hysterics.
"Relax!" commanded Lucius.
"How am I supposed to relax, you monster!"Lucius removed his fingers from the boy. The guilt came wanted Harry's love, not just his body.
"I'm sorry," he felt himself say as he leaned over and undid the boy's green eyes were overflowing with tears and his lips were pouting.
"I will be gentle with you," said the older man looking Harry in the closed his eyes, and turned his head away from Lucius refusing to looks at him.
"I hate you."Lucius sighed.
"I will make amends later."
The man got up from the bed momentarily and walked over to a nearby desk. He picked up a bottle and brought it back over to the bed. Harry watched him squirt some of the unknown liquid into his hands and then onto his erect he placed his fingers near the boy's entrance his fingers full of lube he pushed them in making the boy's hole boy was biting his lip again.
"Now if you relax, this won't be nearly as bad." Said the older man leaning over the boy, his manhood placed against Harry's only nodded his head in captured the boys lips in a passionate, invasive kiss as he pushed in as carefully as he could, harry screaming into his mouth.
"Shhhhh." Said the man stroking the boy's started moving in and out holding Harry in a punishing hug continuing to kiss the boy's cries turned from pain to pleasure and he started moving with Lucius.
"I love you, Harry."
They both came Lucius collapsed on top on Harry he heard the boy ask,
"Can you let me go now?"
The man grabbed his wand from the side of the bed and whispered a spell, making the chain unlock and slide off the bed like snakes sliding back into their dens.
"Never. The door is locked and the windows are unbreakable. You will stay with me."Harry started fully sobbing now without shame, pulling himself out from under Lucius.
"Please don't cry," asked the older man seeing Harry curl up in a fetal started rubbing circles on the boys back pulling the blanket on top of him.
"I'm sorry." He said gently realizing how horrid the boy must be feeling.
"Please let me go," whispered the boy.
"When you love me."The boy started sobbing harder.
"Never."The man got out of bed pulling a silken robe around him.
"Then I'm afraid I can never let you go," said the man walking towards the door out.
"When you want there is a bathroom through that door," said the man pointing towards a door by the dresser.
"And in the dresser are clothes for you. This is your room now."The man muttered a cleaning spell for himself and the boy before walking out the door and locking it stared out the window to the cloudy moon.
"I hate him."
