Hey, everyone. Sorry for the short chapter, and thank you for reading.
This is my first posted story, so we will see how it goes. Review pleaaase:)
Warnings- Hints at non-con/rape/incest. Physical Abuse. Non-con and rape will appear in later chapters.
The Life Changing Life Debt
Chapter One
"Father." Draco softly announced his arrival as he stepped into his father's study. He paused when he saw the headmaster sitting there also, though his eyes were missing their usual twinkle. "Headma..." Draco trailed off when he saw the other occupant of the room, seated beside Dumbledore. "Potter." He spat.
"Draco. Please be civil. Come, sit." Lucius said. This was when Draco noticed how his father was sitting- hunched over, elbows on his knees, head in his hands. Draco slowly crossed the room to take a seat near Lucius.
"What is going on?" Draco asked hesitantly.
After looking at Dumbledore, the Lucius, and seeing them both falter for words, Harry raised his head a little. "I saved your father a couple days ago," he started. He paused here, the n rushed through the next words, "And I claimed a life debt." Draco stilled, understanding the terms of a life debt. He knew Harry could now ask for anything, even Draco himself.
Noticing his silence, Harry understood what was going on in Draco's mind. Harry watched Draco's face and saw the hope, then fear flash across his face. Draco eventually settled on a bored expression. "What does that have to do with me?"
Harry smiled. "I'm staying here for a week, then deciding what I want." Harry studied Draco, thinking, 'If I'm right, I'm taking him.'
At the same time, Draco was thinking, 'Father is going to use me tonight. Maybe, just maybe, the Boy Wonder will save me.'
Later that night, Harry was wandering inside the manor when he passed a new corridor. He hadn't been down this one yet, and he had planned to wait until daytime to continue looking through the house. However, something drew him down this hallway. When he got about half way down the corridor, he heard someone.
He paused, listening, then walked a few more feet to a door. Pressing his ear to the door, he listened. On the other side, he heard soft sobs and shuffling noises, then a few garbled words and the sound of a slap, then a whimper.
"Shut up, boy!" Harry heard the voice, belonging to Lucius, say. "It's your fault! -slap- If you hadn't let your damn friends -thud- come over here -glass breaking- and ruin your mother's -crash- furniture, I wouldn't have -grunt- been in Diagon Alley!" The sounds of a beating was momentarily replaced by two sets of heavy breathing.
Then Lucius started talking again. "I wouldn't have been near the shop where they were moving furniture, and I wouldn't have been in the path of that piano that was being levitated be incompetent whelps. And Potter wouldn't have saved me!" By the end he was screaming again. The sound of someone shuffling across the floor and a choked "Please, no!" followed by a thud against the wall, followed by a moan reached Harry.
Several seconds passed before Harry heard Lucius speak again. "I owe him a debt. And it's all -thud- your -thud- fault!"-thud- Harry heard footsteps and scrambled back to hide in a doorway. He watched Lucius storm out of the room, leaving the door open, and down the hall. When he was gone, Harry crept into the room Lucius had just left. Entering, the first thing he noticed was the palpable fear. The second, the body laying against the wall, trembling. Kneeling, Harry gasped.
Again, thanks for reading! I'm going to try to update at least once a week, if possible. The first few chapters might be up ahead of schedule. I'm also looking for a beta, so if you think you can help me, message me!