The Sword in the Stone
This is just a random story that I randomly had the idea to write. Its my first one, so be nice :-P
Summary: Voldemort is upset that Lucius and the other death eaters failed to retrieve the prophecy at the end of fifth year. He decides on a punishment that will humiliate Lucius while still removing Draco from the picture, or so he thinks. H/D slashy goodness ensues.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, they all belong to the wonderful J.K. Rowling. I just own the situations :-P
Warnings: Slash, Male-male, language, semi-rape, smut, smut smut :D
Chapter 1:
Lord Voldemort was not a happy wizard at this moment. He stormed around Malfoy manor throwing curses and breaking anything in sight. How dare his loyal death eaters fail him like this? It was a simple mission; he did all of his parts perfectly. He lured Potter into the Ministry, implanting the false dream into his head, making him think his beloved godfather was being tortured there. And yet, here he was, still without the prophecy and he has been forced to show himself in order to protect Bellatrix from Azkaban, lord knows the bitch couldn't handle another stint in that hell hole, she already had no sanity left intact. Punishment for this offense would be swift and extreme. Lucius was beyond his reach at this point in time, due to the fact that he was wasting away in Azkaban, but the little brat he's raised was fully within his grasp. Yes, Draco would do just fine for his punishment, but what is the best way to punish him? He could endoctrinate him into his Death Eaters, that would upset Lucius sure, but lord knows that he's a worthless wimp, has no real magical power, no ambition, in other words, weak. Not to mention that he would be too terrified to do anything truly dark. Sure, he walked around with his head held high acting like he knew what he was doing, spouting all his pure-blood nonsense, but that was just a mask he held in place, and Lord Voldemort was an expert in masks. No, his punishment would have to be something that would bring shame upon the Malfoy name. His line would have to be ended, everyone knew that boy was a bloody poof anyways, so perhaps the punishment should be something to do with that.
"Yessss, Bellatrix, get in here! I have a job for you" Voldemort hissed. Bellatrix ran into the room and threw herself on the floor before her master. "What is it you require of me master?" she asked. "I would like for you to do some research for me, it has to be done by the end of the summer, or my plans will not work. It is extremely important, and it involves your dear nephew…" they continued talking for hours and Bellatrix set to work.