A/N: Hello Everyone, this is my first um story/fanfic, I don't own Harry potter or any of the other characters that is from the book series. And this fanfic is total fiction so don't write angry reviews about that and say it can't really be done. This is my fantasy so well it actually can hehe. Oh well, when I have said that I hope you all will enjoy this fanfic, cause I'm really proud of it so.. Enjoy.

Pairing: Draco/Harry

Rated: M for later scenes and words

Chapter 1

His heart raced in his chest. He could feel the blood drip down his face. He was scared. You could see it painted on his face, a couple of minutes more and he would break down. His small frame moved backwards , away from the light that would scream where he was hiding. Darkness surrounded him, it made him feel safe. Nobody would notice him, nobody would see him, and he was grateful for that. He wanted nothing more but to hide, to get away from this reality he was "living" in. The door to the closet was violently ripped open, his eyes screamed with fear as he recognised the big frame in the door. The person grabbed his arm, and pulled him out of the caring darkness. His body was thrown onto the hard stone floor, and a voice hissed "Clean it!" he immediately started to clean the dirty stone floor, even when his wounds and cuts started to hurt and burn. He quickly found some bandages and tied them around his bare hands, he brushed his black long bangs out off his forest green eyes. Last time there had been blood on the floor he had been beaten into oblivion. "HARRY!" yelled the to familiar voice of his "dear" uncle Lord Vernon Dursley, Harry were just finished and hurried to put the bucket into it's place before he ran down the long hallway, and into a big office. His uncle Lord Vernon sat in his big wine red chair looking through some papers. Harry noticed another person in the room. Long almost white hair fell down on the persons shoulders. His eyes were cold as ice, and his mouth turned into a smirk, when he saw how Harry looked at him. Harry quickly snapped out of his gaze at the man and dropped his gaze onto the floor. "So that's Harry" a cold voice said and Harry felt his body tense and his face palling.

The voice was so unbelievable cold, like the person didn't even have a heart or any feelings. Harry's heart was beating so fast in his chest that he was afraid that it would explode. The man slowly made his way over to the frozen boy. Harry felt one of the man's hands on his shoulder, then at his arm and further down to his wrist. There was silence for a little while before the man said "He is a little skinny" a weird sound came out of Harry's uncles mouth before he grunted "Hrgmf, he has always been skinny, Mister Malfoy" Harry felt the man's hand let go of his wrist, Harry knew he had herd the name Malfoy before he just couldn't remember where. Mister Malfoy turned to Harry's uncle "Fine, I'll take him, how much?" The Lord just made a motion with his hand and Mister Malfoy nodded before turning around and started to walk towards the big doors. "Fine, I'll send you the money" The Lord nodded before turning his attention to his papers again "are you coming servant?" Harry's body jerked up and rushed down to the blond man with his eyes still locked at the floor. The door closed behind them, but Harry still got a last look at his uncle. The hatred in the Lord's eyes were still strong but, there were something else. Harry could see something that scared him, more than the times were he had been beaten , it was glee. The look he saw in his uncle's eyes were pure glee, Harry's eyes widened in fear,but he knew he couldn't do anything. His only family he had left, had sold him to a complete stranger. A man he didn't even know or had seen before. Harry and the man walked in silence all the way out to the front door, "Did you have any belongings, that you would want to have with you in your chamber? " the man asked. Harry shook his head violently, still staring at the floor. "Good" the man said and opened the big dark wooden door.

The sun was setting, and the last of it's golden red stripes of light shined over the horizon. The man whistled before he walked out of the door leaving Harry at the door step gazing at the beautiful sight before him. Harry had always loved nature, the beautiful creations it had made like flowers, animals, waterfalls all that he loved, even though he didn't get to spend much time out in the free nature. A sound made Harry snap out of his thoughts and he quickly tumbled down the small stone stairway outside the castle that had been his prison in almost 15 years. The sound of horses made Harry look up and gasped as he saw a big black carriage with four black horses in the front. A man stepped down from the carriage, he was in all black and his skin was as pale as the moon, he opened the carriages door and Harry got pushed inside the carriage. The man following closely after him, the door closed with a small click sound and there was totally darkness inside of the carriage. Harry was shaking so much that he couldn't sit still. A hand landed on Harry's shoulder, Harry flinched violently and moved away from the hand, Harry felt more hands on his body but he couldn't see where they came from. The hands started to pull him down so he was lying down on the black leather seat . More hands grabbed him violently and held him down in place, on the leather seat. Harry started to scream all he could, but no sound came out of his mouth, it was like the carriage swallowed all the sound. This made Harry panic even more and he started to struggle against the many hands that held him down. A clicking sound and something around his neck made Harry stop struggling. Harry's heart was beating so fast, his skull was hurting so much that it was driving him insane, voices came and went. Some of the voices were so loud that it felt like his skull was about to crack open, while others

Were so low that Harry couldn't hear them. Harry was lying deathly still, gasping for breath. A voice whispered in his ear, "Good boy" the other voices stopped instantly but the hands still held him down.

Harry felt some cold fingers against his eyes, and flinched violently. He tried desperately to get away from the many hands that now held him down to the smooth, now hot and sweaty leather seat in the carriage. A voice whispered soothing words in his ears, saying it all would be okay. Slowly oh so slowly, Harry let the words calm him down and lull him into an unconscious sleep.

The darkness surrounded him again, Harry sighed relieved, he was back, it had all just been a horrible, horrible dream. Then, a sound, not a high or a low sound, but just a sound, that broke his peaceful sleep. It sounded like water, a big amount full of water that was being purred down into something, something big. Harry's uncle Lord Vernon had often threatened him by saying that he would drown him, in the big well inside the forest. Harry's eyes snapped open and he sat up, his breath was heavy and his eyes were wide, and his face was so pale, and panic was written on his face. Harry's eyes darted around in the big room, his breath gradually slowed and in the end became normal again. When Harry's eyes were more focused, he could see two girls standing in what looked like the maid uniforms, they wore in the big castles. Harry just looked at them for some time before a blush crept across his cheeks. The two girls both started to giggle, Harry looked down of himself, to find out he was completely naked. Both girls grabbed his arms as they started to pull him towards a big bathtub, Harry's eyes widened and he didn't even have tome to resist as they had already pushed him down into the big bathtub. When he came up to the surface again was his long hair flat down against his back and forehead, Harry could barely see out of his long bangs that now fully covered his eyes. "Oh, we are so terribly sorry sir!" one of the girls said, Harry turned to her and brushed his bangs out of his eyes to look at her. She was pretty, her long brown hair went down to her back and she had these beautiful purple sparkling eyes, Harry smiled a little to say that it didn't matter. Harry then felt someone rub his back with a sponge and he moved away from the hand. "Uh, sir…we've been ordered to… to clean you up if it oka-" she didn't finish her sentence as she got a look on Harry's many bruises, she looked at him with eyes that screamed with sorrow. "I.. it's…it's okay" Harry said with a reassuring smile. She nodded and bowed her head so her blond bangs cowered her face and her pretty crystal blue eyes. Harry looked at the other girl for help but she just smiled and nodded. Harry sighed, but then turned to the two girls and asked "What….what are your names?" the two girls looked at him, then at each other and then again at him, before the brunette answered "Well, I'm Alice and this is Mary" She said as she pointed over at the blond girl, Harry smiled "My name is Harry by the way" The girls nodded and started to wash him again. It took them about two hours to get Harry clean for al the blood and dirt that smothered his body. Both Alice and Mary were exhausted after it but they kept on washing and nurse Harry's many scars. After Harry was totally clean they handled him a towel and turned around leaving Harry to dry himself, in the more private areas. Harry stepped out of the big bathtub and stepped down on the towel lying on the cold white stone floor and dried himself of. When Harry looked up he saw two more girls standing with Alice and Mary, "W.. who are they?" Harry squeaked, "That's Emma" Mary said pointing at a girl with black hair and warm steel grey eyes "and that's Rachel" she pointed to a girl with light brown hair and chocolate brown eyes "they are both going to help us getting you dressed" Mary said with a big smile on her face. Harry's face fell and he sighed dramatic, thiswas not what he had expected, when he found out he was getting sold, he was just a servant and nothing more, right?.

The now four girls started to dress him, Harry was blushing like a thirteen year old girl, the girls were touching all over his body, to get the cloths to fit and sit probably on his body. The cloths were very, very puffy and full of bonds, laces and a lot of cloth hanging down from the pants and the sleeve's. When the girls were done they let Harry look into a full sized mirror. Harry stared at his reflection in 2 minutes before he screamed and jumped away from the mirror. Harry couldn't recognise himself, but then again he hadn't seen himself in a mirror in 10 years. His hair almost reached the middle of his back and his eyelashes were thick and long, his eyes were big and this deep green colour and his skin were pale as a dolls. If Harry didn't know that it was him, he would have thought it was a girl instead of a boy in the mirror. The cloths was black, white and red, the shirt was black with laces and some red bands hanging down the sleeves with white laces coming out from the sleeves . Black pants that made it to the just above the knees, with white laces coming out from the ends of the pants. Red bows were placed on each side of the endings of the pants. Harry had a big red collar around his neck with a silver ring in it, a silver chain hanging from the silver ring. Harry looked down at his feet, only to see that he had some high black shoes on, and his legs were covered by long white stockings with a red bow on each side of them. The girls giggled and grabbed him by the arms "Oh my, you are so pretty in this outfit" Rachel said and giggled. Harry were confused, no he was more than confused, "But ..but I'm only a servant! Why am I wearing this outfit?" Harry squeaked, the four girls just looked at him "what!" Harry mumbled, "you aren't "just" a servant, you are the masters birthday present for his son!" Emma said in awe "… what, I am what… you are kidding right?" Harry almost screamed.

END OF CHAPTER ONE!

A/N: Sorry if you didn't like it but anyhow please tell me what you think anyway '
and I'm already half done with the second chapter.