A/N: Sooo... It's taken me forever but I've finally figured out the perfect way to get a ton of hits in a short amount of time. Write a multi chapter Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy BDSM fic. Anyone else agree here?
Summary: Draco and Harry have been together for over a year now. With the light side's triumph over the dark side just before then, convicted death eaters are still on the run, including Draco. Harry's attempts at getting his master's name cleared have all been ignored, but maybe, when they see what Draco's done for the savior (even if unconventional) they'll understand. Third person limited POV, bold will tell you who's thoughts.
HPOV
Harry scowled as he stormed through the Ministry of Magic. He'd practically been handed his job as an Auror after destroying Voldemort, but he hadn't been able to clear one Death Eater's name. He'd hunted down and captured more then twenty of the hundreds of escaped Death Eaters, and silently watched as they were all convicted, but still could not clear the name of one he knew to be forced into service.
Harry paused outside Kingsley's office, contemplating on whether or not to go in. With a shake of his head he started moving again thinking, 'What difference will it make right now? I know Kingsley is the one who turned down my other requests for him to go free. He might have the mark, but he wanted nothing to do with Voldemort.'
With that Harry's thoughts turned to his master, the one he had been trying to get pardoned, Draco. During their time in school, the two of them had fought, constantly throwing spells at each other in school, but when Harry left to find the horcruxes, he had time to think about those years.
Nothing anyone had said would have made Harry believe that Draco might be a good match for him. They hated each other for Merlin's sake! At least, they thought they had. Harry, without being under another's thumb for the first time in his life, had had time to think, and think he did. He realized that all his life he had been manipulated, and that it was high time he got control of his own decisions. With Hermione's help, Harry had learned some darker spells after Ron had left. These spells were what had enabled Harry to defeat Voldemort in the first place (what better way to defeat a dark wizard then learn what gives him power?), but they knew that if the rest of the wizarding world knew what they had practiced, Harry and Hermione could be tried. This had led them to keeping Ron in the dark, but when they weren't training they were talking and analyzing their time in the wizarding world.
Shortly after the final battle, and receiving his Auror position, Harry caught up with Draco. In retrospect, it wasn't too difficult to do, and Harry wasn't sure how the Aurors managed to stay a threatening force for so long when they couldn't even find Draco at Malfoy Manor.
Flashback
Harry moved through the Manor quietly. Even though everyone thought that it had been deserted after Lucius and Narcissa were captured and tried, he wasn't so sure. Something just told him to check the Manor again, maybe Draco was hiding there. Even with as long of a shot as it was, Harry was on guard for any traps or signs of life.
Harry had almost reached the end of the Manor and had finally put his wand down, no longer jumping at every sound or movement. He'd shouted a curse at a mirror in the hallway because of his reflection moving. The next sound Harry heard, he ignored, which proved to be a huge mistake. He heard a muttered spell and suddenly he was bound tightly, laying on the floor, with his wand laying next to him and Draco standing over him.
Considering the situation, Harry's first thoughts weren't about escape. Instead, he was assailed with thoughts of how to get Draco to tie him down in the bedroom, with an obvious lack of clothing, and the silent will that Draco couldn't tell he'd gotten hard. Harry knew he was into guys and being tied down, but having a hard on right after being attacked by the Death Eater he was hunting was not something he wanted known or to have happened at all.
"What are you doing here Potter?" Draco sneered, moving Harry's wand away.
"Looking for you," Harry responded, hoping his voice didn't waver. "I don't want you to be imprisoned, and I thought you might be here."
"You don't want me to go to Azkaban? How sweet, but I don't believe you. What're you really doing here?" Draco said. 'I wonder if he'd use that tone in the bedroom' Harry thought, automatically trying to get his mind out of the gutter afterwards.
"I really don't. Now that we're away from school and others controlling us I see how we were both forced to see the other in a horrible way. I don't want that anymore. In all honesty, I'd like to get to know you." Harry answered sincerely.
When Draco didn't answer Harry looked up at him. Immediately after, Harry blushed a deep red, noticing where Draco was looking.
"You're actually turned on by this, Potter?" Draco asked, still staring at Harry's pants. Not trusting himself to speak, Harry just nodded, hoping Draco wasn't about to kick him out. Even though he'd never admit it, Draco had been in a few of Harry's fantasies.
"Answer me, Potter," Draco said.
Harry bit his lip hard before muttering, "Yes, sir."
"I'm not gonna jump you and throw you in my bed Potter," Draco said. "But if you're telling the truth and you want to get to know me, come back here at eight on Friday night."
Without another word Draco untied Harry and had a house elf escort him out. The confrontation hadn't lasted more then thirty minutes, but it left Harry wondering what all was going through Draco's head. It also made him think that maybe Draco had been cruel to hide his true feelings for Harry
End Flashback
Harry smiled slightly at the thought. Although he'd had bruises from his fall, it had somehow started their whole relationship. Well, if you asked Draco he'd say it was that Friday, but to Harry it started because he looked in the most obvious place for one of the most wanted criminals.
A/N: Not the best, but I needed some way to set up for the rest of the story. Now you know the background, and have a general idea of how they started talking.
