Author's Note: WARNING: this is a DARK FIC! Very Dark! Rated M for a reason, this might actually be my darkest fic ever, with lots of Rape and abuse and horrible-ness! It is not for the feint of heart! I know that I gave a similar warning at the start of my story Never Leave Me, but this fic is going to be a lot darker. This isn't about Love, Harry just wants Revenge, and if you have ever read anything with revenge you know it is a dark and dirty road!

The day Harry Potter was captured, Draco wanted to cry. Harry was beat to hell and it looked like it wouldn't take much to push his body to the brink of no return. Draco didn't know what made him more ill, the sight of the blood coating Harry's legs, or the fact that when Harry did die, this was what life would be like for everyone with no escape. The Dark Lord requested to see Potter in private, and Draco was careful to hide his emotions behind the usual Malfoy Mask, as his Father bade him follow him out of the room. Draco was for once glad his mother had died; she wouldn't have liked seeing such things.

Draco had only just sat down in one of the few chairs when they were called back into the room. Draco had been surprised, 'surely the Dark Lord could not have killed Potter that fast.' Draco felt terror begin to seize his heart, when he and his father entered the room to find Harry fully healed and fully clothed, standing at the Dark Lord's side. The Dark Lord smiled, an evil, malicious grin of the victorious as he hissed, "You should all be pleased to know that Potter has joined our cause."

The two Malfoy's were smart enough to stay silent, but Theodore Nott was not, he quickly stepped forward and asked, "What do you mean? Potter's the symbol for the light, he can't just switch sides!"

A quick curse had the boy withering on the floor and the Dark Lord asked, "Would anyone else like to question me?" When the rest of the inner circle stayed silent, the Dark Lord nodded and said, "Potter and I have come to an arrangement, he will ally himself with our cause and bring about the destruction of that old fool and his Order of the Phoenix, in exchange for his own personal ventures."

Bella laughed and asked, "Oh, and what does the Boy-Who-Lived want?"

The Dark Lord cursed the woman, and she too withered on the floor from the shear pain of the dark curse. Completely ignoring the question the Dark Lord turned to the two Malfoy's and said, "Lucius, you have failed me one too many times, I was planning to torture you and your son for your failures and perhaps banish your son to some hopeless mission that would get him killed, but it appears your son still has some use for me. Draco, from now on, you answer to Potter. Disobey Potter and I'll take it as your disobeying a direct order from myself and you shall be given the traitors curse. Do you understand your situation my little dragon?"

Draco kept his rising panic from showing on his face as he gave a bow and said, "Yes My Lord."

The Dark Lord turned to Harry and said, "I told you he could be reasonable."

Harry gave Draco a narrowed look and said, "Forgive me if I don't trust your word."

The entire inner circle held their breath, sure the Dark Lord would curse the boy for his impedance, but the Dark Lord just laughed and said, "Very well, Draco step forward. Potter would like to put on a show for the rest of us."

Draco quickly took a few steps forward, bringing himself to the center of the room. The Dark Lord smiled in satisfaction as he stepped back and had a seat on his throne and motioned for Harry to go ahead. Lucius stepped back to the edge of the room with a tense jaw, but he stayed silent and did not reach for his wand.

Harry slowly circle Draco once, twice, his eyes narrowed and calculating, before finally coming to a stop before Draco. When Harry finally spoke his voice was low and demanding as he said, "Toss your wand in the corner."

Draco's face was the picture of nervousness but he didn't hesitate to obey. A smirk crept into Harry's voice as he said, "Now take off all your clothes and get on your knees."

Draco paused for a moment, his downcast eyes filled with fear. After only a moment, a blush appeared on his pale cheeks as he fumbled to remove his clothes. The blush darkened when Draco bent over to remove his boxers, and he noticed the predatory edge in Harry's eyes. Draco swallowed and closed his eyes in mortification as he dropped to his knees.

Harry smirked and said, "You're surprisingly obedient, this pleases me. That is why I'm going to use your mouth before I fuck you." Draco's eyes went wide as Harry slowly undid his pants and pulled out his hard cock as he added, "While I fuck your mouth, you can use your fingers to stretch yourself out, but you better be quick because the second I'm done with your mouth, I'm going to fuck your hole whether your prepared or not. Do you understand?"

Draco nodded his head his eyes were downcast and slightly moist. Harry smirked and as he rubbed his hard cock against Draco's lips he said, "Open your mouth, and be careful of your teeth."

Draco looked like he might cry, but he obeyed the command, opening his mouth. Before Draco could really prepare himself, Harry grabbed Draco's hair and slammed his way deep into Draco's throat, making the blond gag and choke, he waited till Draco began to turn red before pulling out enough to allow Draco to breathe. Once Draco had gotten a breath Harry forced himself deep into his throat once more. On the third thrust Harry felt Draco's throat vibrate as he hissed in pain, and smiled when he realized that Draco had managed to force a single digit into his hole. Draco had squeezed his eyes shut to hold back his tears as he slowly forced a secant finger into his hole, ignoring the pain.

It was the single tear that escaped Draco's closed eyes, that made Harry realize that Draco was likely a virgin. Part of him wanted to stop the whole show that instant, part of him yelled that what he was doing was raping an innocent boy, but an even louder voice screamed at him that this was the best way to hurt Lucius Malfoy, to make him watch as his innocent son was defiled, raped, and humiliated. Lucius had done much worse things to him than what he was doing to Draco, hell he was letting Draco at least have some preparation.

Harry gave a few more thrusts into Draco's mouth before pulling out and ordering, "Put your face to the floor and your ass in the air, then spread your cheeks."

Draco did as Harry told him to, but Harry noted that Draco was shaking. Harry ignored this as he gripped Draco's hips and slammed into Draco's tight, obviously virgin ass. Draco pushed his face harder against the cold dirty floor to help him hold back his screams. The first few thrust had been painfully tight, but as red liquid leaked down Harry's cock, it began to loosen up. When he had given about a dozen hard strokes, Draco suddenly went lax in his grip, his muscles loosing further as the boy lost consciousness. A part of Harry wanted to stop then, but he had already reached the point of no return, he might as well let himself have this moment of pleasure. When Harry released into Draco's unconscious form, the Dark Lord clapped and said, "You do outdo yourself, Potter! Do you still want to keep the boy as a pet or are you the type to throw your toys away after you've broke them?"

Harry felt a bit sick as he pulled his bloody and soft cock from the now collapsed form, but as he folded himself away he got a good look at Lucius Malfoy's face, and it was all worth it to see the look of pain and horror on the bastards face. Harry smiled and said, "I don't know, I think I'll keep this toy for a little longer, it might be a little broken but it's still of use to me."

The Dark Lord laughed and said, "I did enjoy the show, but I'm afraid the boy was a bit to quite for my taste. Next time perhaps you could make him scream, just for me."

Harry let his smile widen and said, "I'm sure I can manage that next time."

The Dark Lord let out another laugh and said, "Good, now go play with your toy some more and let us grown ups talk."

Harry nodded and with a flick of his wand, levitated Draco and his belongings out the side door and down a few halls to the room the Dark Lord had given him. He let a small smile play a crossed his lips, step one of his plan for revenge had been a complete success.