Warning: This is not for the faint of heart. Abuse and twisted love is woven all throughout the story. Please leave now if you do not believe you will like this story.

A/N: I got this idea from Taylor Swift's song 'Haunted'. The lines that say 'But I still mean every word I say to you. He will try to take away my pain. And he just might make me smile. But the whole time I'm wishing he was you instead.' and 'Won't see you again. Something keeps me holding on to nothing'

The Lies of a Broken Heart

Chapter One

"Did you tell anyone?"

Those words rang cold and unforgiving inside the other's head. The blonde could sense the anger rising from the other man. It was terrifying. He whimpered, and his body began to shake horribly. He hated when his boyfriend got like this. It made his body tremble. "N-No. I s-swear! I didn't tell a-anyone! N-No one but y-you knows. No o-one."

The former Slytherin watched him with judgmental eyes. After a long moment of the blonde trembling in fear and those dark eyes staring him down, the man finally believed him. "Good. You don't want your precious son to be hurt, now do you, Draco?"

"N-No, s-s-sir." Draco's voice wavered, but he didn't care. There was no longer the option for strength in his life. He had to be weak to save his son. He had to be weak to be allowed to love.

"Now… Come here, dear, and greet your fiancé like you should. On your knees and between my thighs."

Draco scurried to do as his fiancé wished. He dropped to his knees and crawled over to where Theodore Nott stood. He unzipped the man's pants and proceeded to greet his love as he should have, hating that his son was watching this whole thing. But he wasn't allowed to stop his child. Theo enjoyed the confused gaze of the innocent little tyke that didn't understand what Draco was doing to him. It gave him disgusting pleasure.

Draco hated it, but he could do nothing about it. He could do nothing. Absolutely nothing. He was useless. Completely useless.

"Mommy…?" Little Scorpius started that night as he helped the house elf, Wicker, clean his mother's abused back. Draco hissed in pain at the touch of the cloth against the blistering welts across his back.

"Yes, baby?" Draco replied just as another hiss left his mouth and his knuckles turned white where they gripped the bed frame. The five-year-old boy bite his lip before saying, "Why does Daddy hurt you? Does he not love you, Mommy?"

The older blonde cried out in pain as Wicker pressed the cloth against at particularly irritated one. There were a good twenty wounds in all. Theo hadn't been easy on the whipping. Draco answered his child, "He does -Gah!- love me. He just… shows it through -ngh!-hurting me…"

Wicker knew this wasn't true but he didn't say anything.
He wasn't allowed to disagree with his master. He remained silent and cleaned his master's wounds. Scorpius went silent in thought, his actions freezing. He shook his little head and continued to clean the nasty welts on his mother's back.

Eventually, with the help of Scorpius and Wicker, the welts were cleaned, medicated and wrapped. Laying down on his side with a slight wince, he may or may not have broken a rib or two, Draco curled into himself on the bed, pulling his child close to his chest as if to keep him safe. The little blonde let his mother pull him closer. He curled into his mother's chest, laying his head against Draco's arm. His little hands were curled tighten into little fists against the older blonde's chest. Scorpius closed his eyes ready to sleep.

Wicker apparated away after making sure his masters' were comfy. Before Scorpius fell asleep, he said sleepily, "I love you, Mommy…"

The little blonde yawned. Draco smiled in spite of what happened to him. He found himself saying, "I love you too, my darling, Scorpius."

He kissed his son's forehead. "Goodnight, Mommy…"

"Goodnight, sweetheart."

Draco carried his son as he walked down Diagon Alley. Theo was away on business today and wouldn't be back till tomorrow evening. His broken rib ached painfully every time he inhaled of exhaled, and the welts from the whip on his back still stung whenever anything touched them.

When they arrived at the Three Broomsticks, Draco looked around for Pansy and Blaise. He found them in a vacant corner booth. He walked over there and set Scorpius down. The child smiled and exclaimed, "Uncle Blaise!"

Blaise stood up as the young blonde extended his arms, wanting to be picked up. Scorpius giggled as the darker man obliged him. He said, "That's right, you little rascal! It's Uncle Blaise!"

Draco smiled slightly, his eyes dull and tired. Pansy bit her lip, eyeing the blonde. Blaise grinned as he tickled little Scorpius. The child squealed in delight, giggling in between breaths. Blaise stopped to let the child catch his breath. "How about we go for ice cream, you little troublemaker?"

Scorpius giggled. "I'm not a troublemaker."

"But you still want ice cream, don'tcha?" Blaise smiled. Scorpius giggled, nodding. "Of course, Uncle Blaise! Will Mommy and Aunt Pansy join us?" he cocked his head to the side and looked at his mother and 'aunt'. Draco tensed and eyed his child warily. "No, buddy. Aunt Pansy and I need to talk. Why don't you go with your uncle, though? You haven't seen him in a while."

"Alright, Mommy." Scorpius nodded, standing back up. Blaise stood from kneeling as well. He scooped up the child, carrying him like a muggle football, and grinned saying, "Let's go, blondie. Ice cream is calling our names."

Giggling, Scorpius waved bye-bye to his mother. Draco watched them go sadly, sighing deeply. He then looked to Pansy, taking a seat where Blaise had been previously.

"Draco… we need to talk…"

"What about, Pans?" Draco said, forcing a light tone into his voice and a fake smile, feigning ignorance. Pansy gave him a look that said 'Stop the shit'. The blonde bit his lip but didn't say anything. She sighed wearily. "Dray… I'm worried about you…"

"Why? I'm perfectly fine, Pansy. There is nothing for you to be concerned about." Draco said sharply, his mouth on the defensive, his body standing up on its own accord. He felt a surge of unadulterated panic. He didn't care if his words were faster than they should have been. He hated when his friends brought this up. He was fine. He didn't need anyone's fucking help.

"Draco, please!" she exclaimed, standing as well. They were lucky they were the only ones in the Three Broomsticks aside from the bar tender. "Just listen to what I have to say!" her voice shrilled a bit at the end as her desperation increased. She had to get him to listen to reason! This was unhealthy!

"No! I will not listen to your terrible claims about my lover! I love Theo, and Theo loves me. End. Of. Story. I will not listen to anything you have to say about my fiancé's way of showing love. Now… leave. Me. ALONE!" Draco had yelled the last word. He was through with this! He stormed out of the Three Broomsticks. Pansy chased after him.

"Draco! Wait!"

Draco ignored her and continued his heated walk towards where his son and Blaise were sitting on a bench in front of Florean Fortescue. Pansy ran after him still.

"Scorpius, come on. We are leaving." Draco stated, a sharp edge to his tone indicating he was upset. Scorpius knew not to argue and nodded. "Alright, Mommy." He hopped down from the bench, oblivious to his mother's anger. Draco picked up his son.

Blaise arched his brow at Pansy as the two blonde's apparated away. "Didn't take it well, I'm guessing?"

Sighing deeply, Pansy nodded, settling beside him on the bench. "Yeah… you could say that…"

"Now what?" Blaise asked, looking at his girlfriend. She pursed her lips then said defeatedly, "Now… it seems we will have to step in, and get him help ourselves since he won't. And it may cist us our friendship, but… what else can we do?"

There was a moment of silence before Blaise asked, "The Radiant Lily?"

"Yes. The Radiant Lily."

Draco landed in his and Theo's house and set his son gently on the couch still fuming. He couldn't believe his friends! Couldn't they understand he was fine? Couldn't they just let him be loved? Obviously, they could not. They just wouldn't back off.

Scorpius eyed his mother thoughtfully. "Mommy is upset?" he asked innocently. Draco looked at his son, his fury evaporating. He sighed. "A little bit, lovely. I'm just frustrated with Aunt Pansy."

"Oh."

"Let's go get in our jammies. We can relax for the rest of the evening." Draco said. Scorpius nodded. "Okay, Mommy."

They both went into Scorpius' room, which Draco conveniently shared. Theo didn't allow him to sleep in their bedroom most of the time. They both changed, Wicker and Scorpius helped clean and rewrap Draco's wounds as well, before they returned to the living area. The older Malfoy gasped in shock at the figure sitting on the sofa.

Theodore Nott was home early.

"T-Theo… I-I thought you wouldn't be h-home till t-tomorrow e-evening." Draco stuttered out, stepping unconsciously in front of his son as if to protect his child from his lover's wrath. Theo looked the blonde up and down before saying, his voice threateningly low, "Is that anyway to greet the man you love, Draco?"

He stood up, causing Draco's body to start trembling. Theo's eyes landed on little Scorpius. His eyes filled with anger. "You love that idiotic child more than me, don't you?" he growled. When the blonde didn't reply, he got angry, and his eyes flashed perilously, "You will answer me when I ask you a question!" his voice rose as he spoke, his fists clenching tightly.

Draco flinched and whimpered in fear for them both. "N-No, sir. I-I l-love you m-more."

Scorpius knew they were getting ready to fight over him. He ran away in fear and fled back to his room where Wicker was. The little blonde began to cry in fear. Wicker took notice and hugged his distressed little master before apparating them to the only safe place he could think of, Malfoy Manor.

Theo's eyes flared the moment the child was gone. Draco's trembling worsened. The man lashed out at the blonde, slapping him across the face so hard that he fell to the ground with a cry of pain. "I'll make you love me more." Theo snarled, kneeling down to the blonde's level and pulling his hair so that he was looking at him. Draco cried out, black spots dotting his vision. "Show me how much you love me, you whore."

His command shook Draco to the bone. He couldn't tell him no. He was too terrified to. Silver eyes filled with tears, but he never let them fail. It would just please Theo more. When the blonde hesitated too long to show him just how much he loves him, Theo's glared darkened, and he pushed on Draco's ribcage, releasing a strangled cry of pain from the blonde. He moved in closer to Draco and murmured dangerously into the blonde's ear, his voice low and menacing, "I said… show me how much you love me."

Draco nodded hastily as hot tears streamed down his cheeks. He couldn't help the tears at this point. "Y-Yes, Theo! I-I'm s-sorry! R-Right a-away!"

The blonde scurried to unzip his lover's pants, only wincing once, forcing the pain back, but Theo stopped him with a rather harsh hand. He forcefully made Draco looked up at him. The black haired man smirked at the blonde's obvious confusion. "That won't cut it this time, Draco darling." his words were sickly sweet, holding such a sharp edge to it that the blonde began to wonder if he had been physically cut by them.

The realization flashed in the silver eyes Theo was watching. It brought the man sick satisfaction as Draco's features flickered with panic and fear.

"Y-You m-mean…"

"Yes, Draco. You are going to show me how much you love me by letting me and my friends have a little fun with you tonight."

The blonde gulped visibly. His body had stopped shaking in his confusion, but now it was quivering with such force you would assume he was in the middle of an earth quake.

Draco hated when Theo's friends came to play. It made him feel so used and violated, but if it would prove his love he would do it willingly. He loved Theo. He truly did. And Theo loved him as well, even if he never showed it. He had too. He just had too! Why else would he have asked him to marry him?

Theo smirked at his fiancé's expression of fear. It brought him such pleasure to see that fear inflicted so deep into the Malfoy heir. He felt pride in knowing he had broken Draco beyond repair. It was beautiful.

"Now, Draco, listen here." He said slowly as if talking to a dumb animal that didn't understand him, "You will strip yourself. And if you wish for preparation before tonight, you will do it yourself. You will be allowed no pain-relieving potions or anything of the sort until after our fun. Am I understood?"

Theo's dark smirk twisted with amusement as Draco nodded, too scared to verbally reply. "Good. Now go. I have some fire calls to make."

Narcissa was reading in the living room by firelight when Scorpius and Wicker popped into the room. She looked up surprised. The little blonde ran straight to his grandmother, exclaiming through tears, "Grammy!"

Scorpius flung his arms around her legs. Narcissa blinked in surprise. She picked up the distressed child and set him in her lap after setting her book aside, "Scorpius, dear, what is the matter? Why are you crying so?"

"D-Daddy -hic!- is h-h-hurting M-Mommy!" he sobbed into her chest, his little hands gripping the fabric of her silken robes tighter. Narcissa held him close, pressing a gentle kiss on his head, her face a mask but her eyes revealed her feelings. Solemnly, she gently pulled Scorpius away from her chest till he was looking up into her face, sniffling and tears still flowing. "Scorpius, dear, it will be alright. I will protect you with my life. You are my only grandchild, and you are the heir to the Malfoy vaults and treasures."

Scorpius seemed to be calming down. He wiped his eyes, sniffing, and asked, "W-What -hic!- is an a-air?"

Narcissa smile slightly, love filling her eyes. "An heir is someone who will inherit everything their father owned. When you are of age, Scorpius, you will own all of this." she made a gesture around herself and looked up at the high ceiling before looking back to Scorpius with a smile, "All the Malfoy estates will be yours. Along with the ancient artifacts and other treasures that are in the Malfoy vaults."

"So… I'm like a prince?" Scorpius asked excitedly, all traces of tears gone save for the drying streaks on his cheeks and a few hiccups here and there. Narcissa couldn't hold back the soft laugh that threatened to leave her mouth. "Yes, dear. You are a bit like a prince. Just you won't inherit a kingdom. You will inherit the Malfoy estates."

Scorpius giggled. "Okay, Grammy."

Wicker suddenly popped back in. Narcissa looked at him, her face a mask, with one eyebrow raised, expectantly. Scorpius looked curiously at the house elf. Wicker bowed before saying, "Little Master is staying here. Little Master's father, Master Draco, is being busy tonight and wishes for Little Master to be safe here."

Narcissa's eyes saddened a bit. Her little Dragon was so strong. She looked to Scorpius before saying to the house elf. "Tell Draco that I will keep his child from harm. He is safe here."

Wicker bowed before apparating away. Scorpius' little eyebrows furrowed deeply in thought. "Why am I staying her, Grammy? Is Mommy gonna be okay?"

"Yes. Your mother is strong. He should be fine, dear." Narcissa stated, confidently. But even as she said it, she was wondering if her words would ring truth.

Draco's hole was as lubricated and stretched as the blonde could get it to be by himself. So, he just laid there on his fiancé's bed, panting and sweating with the need to come. But he knew if he came now, Theo would not be please and would punish him as he saw fit.

Draco tensed when he heard footsteps and laughter. It must be Theo and some of his wizard friends. The blonde closed his eyes as he laid there on the bed, wishing he could melt into the coarse black sheets and die. He didn't like this. But it was the only way for Theo to believe he loved him more than Scorpius.

The bedroom door opened, and Draco forced himself to sit up. He knew the drill. He had down this before. The blonde spread his legs casually out in front of him, revealing his hungry and stretched hole that was just begging to be fucked.

"Wow, Theo. You have him trained real well." one of them said. Draco realized this man was new. The other man he recognized. This new one was taller than Theo by at least five inches. His eyes were almond shaped and the color of burnt firewood. His hair was shaggy and what could only be called dirty blonde. His nose was adorably small in between his enormous eyes.

"That's right I do. He loves me with all his heart." Theo replied smugly. Draco felt his heart flutter. Theo was proud of his love? This caused a slight smile to grace Draco's petal soft lips. But it swiftly vanished when the three men approached the bed.

Draco leaned back on his elbows, spreading his legs wider like a street whore would. This caused the new guy to gasp in apparent surprise that held an underline of pleasure. "Damn…" he breathed out. He looked to Theo, "That's hot."

Theo laughed. "I know. Ain't it?"

Draco watched as his fiancé turned to him and smirked lustfully. Theo sat near the blonde's head, which forced Draco to let his head fall back to look at him. This motion arched his neck deliciously and earned him throaty moans and groans from the other men. Theo smirked wider and said, "Draco, darling… these men wish to play with you. What should you do?"

The blonde swallowed thickly, knowing this was a test. He licked his dry lips and kept his gaze locked on the former Slytherin's eyes. "I should let them, Master."

He added the 'Master', hoping it would help Theo to believe him. Draco needed Theo to understand that he loved him more than anything in the world. As he said those words, Draco had forced his hole to clench the empty air, causing lustful reactions from his audience.

"Good answer, Dray. Now, would you prefer all of them at once or each one individually?"

Draco knew the answer to this one as well. So he said what Theo wanted to hear. "All at once." he panted out.

"As you wish, dear." Theo smirked and looked at his lustful friends. "Have at him, boys!" he waved his hand in a gesture over his fiancé.

Theo moved out of the way as the two men stripped and approached the blonde. Draco's heart began to palpitate faster than normal, fear adding to its fast pace. The usual friend immediately straddled Draco's face, forcing him to swallow his cock to the balls. Tears pricked at those silver eyes as the blonde tried to control his gag reflects, but he refused to let them fall. After a bit of choking, his throat relaxed into the thrusts of Theo's friend, whom he knew was named Tyler.

The new guy, who's name happen to be Alexander, went in between the blonde's thighs with little hesitation. As Tyler fucked Draco's mouth and throat, Alex decided to have fun with the blonde's lower parts. He gently took Draco's cock into his hand and squeezed it experimentally. Draco released a moan, sending vibrations down Tyler's cock. The man on Draco's face growled throatily, thoroughly enjoying the blonde's tight, hot mouth.

Alexander slipped two fingers into Draco's tight entrance as he stroked his cock, his fist squeezing and pulling just right. Draco released a cry of pleasure as his own organism began to build, bring Tyler closer and closer to the edge with his noises and the vibrations traveling up and down the man's cock. Alex swiftly pulled his fingers out and didn't give any warning before he was balls deep within Draco.

Draco saw white. This new guy seemed to know what he was doing because his first thrust had the blonde see blinding stars. Alex had managed to find his prostate on the first try.

When Alex hit his prostate for the first time, it caused Draco to choke on the cock in his mouth as his chest arched and his eyes rolled back inside his head. He couldn't take much more of this. It was too sinful, too pleasurable. Draco was panting and releasing odd whimpers around the cock that was fucking his throat raw. He could feel the precome dribbling down his achingly hard cock, causing lubrication between his prick and Alex's wonderful hand. Tyler released an odd sound above Draco, and suddenly the blonde was choking on white fluid. But he managed to swallow it all.

Alex's thrusts became staggered and harsher, causing Draco to cry out with every one. Tyler got off the blonde as he caught his breath, feeling a bit satisfied. Draco could finally breathe freely, but his upcoming organism prevented this as his breaths were still raspy and shallow. He was so close. So close!

One last thrust had Draco coming violently, his back arching tighter than a bow and his cock shooting warm pearly streams of his come, which landed on his chest and on Alex's hand. Some even managed to land on one of his sharp cheekbone. Panting heavily, Draco went limp underneath Alexander.

The new guy was coming after a few more thrusts, deep inside of the blonde. Alex shakily pulled out before collapsing next to Draco. The two men still on the bed tried to catch their breaths.

Draco felt disgusted, used. He hated the feel of Alex's come inside of his ass. It was warm and gross. The blonde suddenly felt nauseous; the come inside his stomach wasn't helping that much either.

Once the two friends of Theo's had calmed down, Draco still panting slightly, Theo said, "Who's up for round two?"

Alex and Tyler smiled breathlessly and both exclaimed 'Yes!'. Theo chuckled darkly before lust clouded his features. "And this time I'll join."

Draco groaned. He was being awaked by someone who was calling his name and poking his aching ribs; which he knew were broken by this point. He didn't want to wake up, but he recognized the voice. It was his little Scorpius.

"Mommy… Why isn't Mommy waking up?"

His son sounded close to tears. Draco suddenly wanted desperately to open his eyes.

"Scorpius, dear. Please stop poking your mother. He will awaken when he awakens."

Mom…? Draco thought, his mind foggy. He managed to open his silver eyes. He heard his child squeal in delight. "Mommy's okay!"

"Scorp…?" Draco managed to say, hoarsely. His throat felt so raw. It burned painfully. Narcissa shushed him. "Hush now, darling. You must rest. Wicker is making you some tea with honey to soothe your sore throat. Scorpius is here."

"Where am I?" the blonde croaked. He winced and rubbed his sore throat with a shaky hand. He felt exhausted, his limbs weary. Suddenly, he remembered why. His heart leapt in panic. He had passed out after his fifth organism in a row. He was surprised he had come all five times. If he hadn't passed out, he probably would have dry came the next time.

Shit! Will Theodore be mad at me for passing out? Will I be punished? Will he hurt Scorpius? Draco released a nearly inaudible whimper.

Narcissa rubbed his furrowed brow with her thumb, straightening it out, before answering his question, "You are at the Manor. Theodore dropped you off, um… while you were lacking clothing… He said you had passed out, but he didn't give details. I can only guess what happened based on the condition you are in. But anyway… I answered the door and immediately had Wicker clothe you. You have been asleep for a good two days."

"Oh Merlin." Draco croaked. He couldn't believe it had been two days! He winced as pain shot through his ass and up his spine. He could feel the sting of the sheets irritating the scratch marks on his back. Tyler had sharp nails. They had been like razors ripping his skin open.

Scorpius hugged his mother tightly, laying nearly on top of him. The child sniffed softly. "I missed you, Mommy… You wouldn't wake up!"

He exclaimed the last sentence in distress. Draco's eyes softened as he looked down at his child. "I'm sorry, Scorpius." he murmured quietly; his throat was killing him!

Wicker popped into the room, carrying a silver tray, which held fine china on it. The scent of honey and roses filled Draco's nose. It smelled divine. With help from Scorpius and his mother, Draco was sitting up, perched against a multitude of pillows. The tray was set on the bedside table before Wicker bowed and apparated away.

Narcissa poured her son a cup of rose lip tea and stirred a generous amount of honey into it. She offered the saucer to Draco, whom gratefully took it. With a shaky hand, he lifted the tea cup to his lips and took a sip of the delightful tea. Its affects were instantaneous for the burn in his throat started to fade away and dulled till it was just a lingering ache. Draco recognized the affects of a healing potion. Wicker must have snuck it into the tea.

Scorpius bit his little lip before saying, "Don't ever do that again! You scared me, Mommy!"

Draco smile softly at his little Scorpius. "I'm sorry for scaring you, sweetheart. I didn't mean to. Mommy was just really tired. I needed to rest."

"Okay, Mommy." Scorpius nodded, "It's okay then."

Draco smiled before glancing at his mother. Narcissa had a look of disapproval on her face, her lips pulled into a tight line. She looked like she wished to speak but could not because of Scorpius. Draco looked down at his son and kissed his forehead. "I love you, Scorpius."

The little child giggled. "I love you too, Mommy!"

Draco smiled warmly, his heart fluttering. He loved his son so much. He couldn't fathom a world where he didn't have him. He didn't even care that he didn't know who Scorpius' real father was. He just loved him unconditionally. This must be what it's like to have a mother's love. He didn't know if he could ever hate his child, not even if Scorpius killed Draco with his own bare hands.

Narcissa spoke up.

"Come on, Scorpius, dear. It is time for you to go to bed. Your mother also needs his rest."

Scorpius yawned and nodded. "Alright, Grammy."

Wicker appeared to take him to his room. Scorpius went willingly after saying goodnight to everyone. Draco looked to his mother, knowing what was coming.

"Draco, dear… I am deeply concerned for you. Are you sure you wish to go through with this wedding arrangement? We could find you a more… suitable man…" Narcissa said, no emotion in her voice, but her eyes shone with pleads and sadness. She hated seeing her only child like this. It pained her greatly.

"First Pansy, and now you too!" Draco exclaimed appalled, disbelief and betrayal edged deeply into his features. He couldn't believe them! He loved Theo. And Theo loved him. That was final. Why couldn't they understand that?! "Why can't you women leave me be?! I'm fine!"

Narcissa sighed. She knew he wasn't going to listen to her, even if she was his mother. "You are right, Draco. I apologize for assuming something I shouldn't." She said, emotionlessly. She didn't really believe what she was saying to him to calm him down, but she had been in Slytherin. Sometimes lying was necessary. "I will not interfere with any plans you have for a wedding or whatnot. I am sorry to have bothered."

Draco's heart sank inside his chest, though he couldn't place why. His heart suddenly felt heavy in his chest. He felt like crying, but he didn't. He smiled falsely at his mother and said. "Good. Then, I forgive you."

Narcissa sighed inwardly. What was her son doing to himself?

A/N: Hey guys! What did you think? Was it any good? Let me know in a review. You should also listen to the song. Maybe you can see where I got the idea. : )

Disclaimer: I do not own or make money from any of these characters. I own the plot and Tyler and Alexander. The song isn't mine.

P.S: How was the sex scene? Please let me know. Was it terrible? Good? Amazing? Poorly worded? Didn't make sense? Give me your thoughts. I want to be able to improve those. Just don't give me flames. Constructive criticism is alright.