Disclaimer: I have the power to bring the dead back but I don't own anything.

Summary: a potionaccident puts Harry's 10year-old-self into his 17year-old-body. Let's see how he reacts to having a loving boyfriend, friends and Voldemort. 6-year was different and I will bring Sirius back (!just bad people should die!). Draco will be sometimes ooc and the rating is mostly for later chapters but the first contains kind of non-con.

"Speaking"

"Thinking"

Screaming

Harry Potter the strangest 10 year old boy ever

Everything Harry remembered was working in the garden, being hungry and thirsty and tired and having a sore back and knees. But suddenly he was standing in the middle of the foreign corridor. It's unnecessary to mention that he was totally confused. In addition the corridor also looked very strange, there were torches and it looked as if it were part of a very old castle. What also confused him was that he himself looked and felt strange. The first thing he recognised was that, for the first time in his life, the clothes which he was wearing did actually fit. He felt tall, strong and full of energy. In comparison to the feelings he had as long as he could remember he felt invincible. At the same moment as he recognised this last feeling his arm was grabbed and he was roughly jerked through a door. Immediately the door was closed and a hand was put over his mouth. They were in a closet which was totally dark.

The feeling of invincibility vanished as fast as it appeared. The person behind him was taller, stronger and a lot more experienced with its strength. The hand which had pulled him inside was now lying over his belly and pulling him back to front with the stranger. This person felt warm and cosy and the only thing Harry could think was:

"Arrg. I'm going insane! Someone jerks me into a closet and all I think is that he's cosy! Help!"

But his body simply wasn't in the mood to tense and be afraid. Even if it was totally new to Harry, his body seemed to believe that it was quite used to this treatment.

This feeling lasted until he was roughly shoved against the wall and the hand on his belly started to move to his trousers. Now he felt quite scared and started to panic. But his body still didn't felt uncomfortable. No it rather felt...ehm excited?

"Excited? Excited? How could anyone feel pleasantly excited when a total stranger… starts to undue your trousers and… 0oh… that felt good!" "Do that again." "Oh shit! No, I haven't said that. No, I haven't! Have I? Oh no! I have!"

The stranger started to laugh silently.

"Bad Harry! No breaking your own rules right at the beginning. I'm just doing that because you asked me to do so. You wanted it to be exciting and rough. So, be a nice victim and at least pretend to be afraid! But perhaps you don't have to pretend anymore, because now we are coming to act II."

While the whole time the guy was talking you could almost hear him smirk.

This statement relay didn't help Harry to become less confused but it helped with the panic.

"My rules? So, I asked for that? So, I knew I would like that? So, this must be a favourite game of my. But, wait and wouldn't I know if I had a favourite game? Wouldn't I know if I would have someone to play with? Wouldn't I know if I would know someone I could ask to play with me? Oh it must be a dream! Of course in a dream I could have a friend to play with me. I hope I didn't fell asleep while I was working and if I did, I hope they don't find me until the game is over. Because if this is just the beginning I ... hey..what..no!.. Yes!"

While Harry was lost in his thoughts, the other got impatient. It took just a moment to push the trousers and pants down, take the wand, do the lubrication spell, insert a finger and brush the prostate. Now Harry really like the game, but this strange, but oh so pleasant feeling just appeared two times again. Then the finger was removed and something much larger was inserted and this time it did hurt.

Harry started to panic again because he couldn't understand why the other suddenly tried to hurt him.

"No! Please! I'll be good! I promise! But stop!"

Harry sobbed. Immediately the pain stopped and he found himself being cuddled in the arms of the stranger.

"I told you so. I told you. It doesn't do you any good to be dominated! You have to feel that I care and how much I love you. Otherwise you get uncertain and start to panic!"

This was said in a stern but caring voice but when Harry started to cry heavy it changed to the most caring and soft voice he had ever heard.

"Love don't cry. Please don't. You know that I can't stand it when you cry. You know I would never hurt you intentionally. You are my everything. It was all just pretended. I promise."

Harry was so enchanted with this voice, he forgot the pain and fear and just felt safe and warm. And when the words started to reveal their full meaning he felt the most incredible feeling he ever had. It was indescribable good and he knew that it must feeling like that to be loved.

He was turned around and looked into the face of a person who seemed to be an angel. He didn't recognise that the light illuminating the angel came from the stick it was holding. The only things he recognised were the white blonde hair and silver eyes which were full of love and concern. He was so hypnotised by this face, that his hand moved without any command to touch it. He just came back to reality when the angel took his hand and started to talk to him.

"Harry what's wrong? You look as if you had seen a ghost. Please talk to me."

"Who are you? Are you an angel? Are you my friend? What's your name? Are you real?"

Harry asked smiling. The angel didn't seem to like these questions because it frowned.

"Harry don't you feel well? Are you ill? It's me Draco! Your boyfriend!"

"Boyfriend?"

"Yes, boyfriend! What you think we were doing? "

"Ehm, playing a game? " Harry answered innocently puzzled.

"A game?You can't be that innocent anymore you are seventeen and we have since … you asked for this… but youarenot a person who would play that kind of "games" like a common …"

"Ten. I'm ten. You talked about rules and you said that I asked for them and rules you ask for are for games and I always wanted to play with someone else but me and... and... . "

"Ten! Are you joking? No, you're not! Oh my God! I almost... No not almost I did... oh my God! I'm so sorry! We have to... hospital wing... Madam Pomfrey... now. "

And with that Draco took Harry's hand, opened the door and was up to start running to the hospital wing, but stopped, turned, looked guilty, picked up Harry bridle-style and then started rushing to the hospital wing.

tbc

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