The Minute of Decay

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Rating – PG-13

Summary – Voldemort is manipulating Harry somehow, forcing him to do some rather naughty things.

Warnings – This has slash and incest in it, not very graphic though, hence the PG-13 rating, but if you don't like it then just don't read it. Simple as that. This annoying 'breakdown' of the story will only be in the first chapter so don't worry; it shall be gone next time. Read and review please, flames accepted, they'll keep my heater-less home warm.

Chapter 1 – The Minute of Decay

          The sun, though slightly covered by gray wispy clouds, slowly made it's way into Harry's window. He was awake, but had his eyes closed, trying to urge sleep to come back to him before the sun would reach him. He grunted as the insides of his eyes turned orange, knowing that all hopes of extra sleep were now gone. Harry opened his eyes, unsure if he wanted to get out of bed or rest for a few more minutes. He decided to get up, as he knew that Ron and Hermione were probably waiting for him in the common room.

          After dressing quickly and examining himself in the mirror, he continued on into the common room, and stifled a chuckle as he saw Ron and Hermione snogging each other's brains out. They had only just begun to go out and already it was becoming hard to ever find them not attached at the mouth to each other. Harry walked pass them, lightly tapping Ron on the shoulder to let him know that he was awake, and walked out of the common room.

Harry kept walking until he reached the Great Hall, smiling and waving to some people, not really paying any attention to anyone. He sat down next to Neville and Dean, idly listening to their boring chatting. Harry never really liked to gossip or spread rumours, as he knew how having a rumour about you could feel like, but his ears instantly perked when Neville said something about Draco Malfoy, the blonde Slytherin that Harry had always hated with a passion.

"What about Draco?" he asked, curious as to what anyone dared say against the regal Malfoy. Neville smiled, happy that someone was finally listening to him.

"I heard that his mother left him and his father, but no one really knows why. Seems a bit dodgy, doesn't it Harry?" asked Neville, trying to further the conversation. Harry had seen Mrs. Malfoy before; she had been a very pretty blonde woman. 'She seemed perfectly happy last time I saw her, why would she want to just pick up and leave?' Harry asked himself, thinking he was crazy when he started having a full on conversation with his mind. 'Talking to oneself is a sign on madness, I wonder what arguing with oneself means…'

"Yeah well I heard she left because Lucius and Draco hurt the Malfoy name somehow.' Said a young Gryffindor. This instantly got everyone's interest, even Harry's.

"What do you mean by 'hurt the Malfoy name?' Dean asked.

"Well if I knew I'd tell you, but honestly I don't. Must have been bad though, for her to just walk out the door…' answered the child. This immediately sent tongues wagging, spitting out burning rumours and acidic accusations. All of this was stopped though when Draco Malfoy appeared in the Great Hall and continued to walk to the Slytherin table. Harry was surprised to see that his rival's face didn't hold it's usual sneer. Draco's face was impossible to read, one could only tell that it seemed to be a mixture of pain and something else. Harry seemed to be the only one who noticed the pearl hairpin that he held in his left hand. 'It must have been his mother's.' Harry concluded. Harry's forehead began to tingle as he looked at Draco and the memento more closely. A voice, raspy but strong and evil, suddenly flooded his head. 'The white pin and red blood.' It said. Harry put his hands to his ears and instantly the other Gryffindors started looking at him with concern, calling out for help as he shrieked. 'The white pin, the family blood. It stains. The white pin, the family sin.' Harry couldn't make the voice go away. He saw Ron and Hermione enter the Great Hall and run to him as he crashed to the cold floor, but soon everything blackened. The last thing he remembered was seeing Draco Malfoy also holding his hands to his ears.

There's not much left to love
too tired today to hate
I feel the empty
I feel the minute of decay
I'm on my way down now, I'd like to take you with me
I'm on my way down
I'm on my way down now, I'd like to take you with me
I'm on my way down
the minute that it's born
it begins to die
I'd love to just give in,
I'd love to live this lie
I've been to black and back
I've whited out my name
a lack of pain, a lack of hope,
a lack of anything to say
there is no cure for what is killing me
I'm on my way down
I've looked ahead and saw a
world that's dead
I guess that I am too
I'm on my way down now, I'd like to take you with me...

Marilyn Manson – Minute of Decay

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