Prologue: Bring Me To Life
Date: June 29th sixth year
He felt weakened, unsure of where he was. He stared dazed at the four adults surrounding him. 'Why?' he thought to himself as a woman gently pulled him to his feet. His tattered robes were soaked in blood and his body was beaten thoroughly. His chin was lifted and his half heartedly obeyed and opened his eyes to eye his beater. Cold ice colored eyes stared back at him before another backhand swing reach his cheek. It stung deeply as he yelped as flipped down to the floor on his back. Arching it in pain with a sudden burst of energy, he received a kick to the stomach. Doubling over, he coughed up blood and felt his hair being yanked harshly. Hissing he was brought face to face with his other beater and felt a shiver run through him.
"See what you have done? You brought this upon yourself young one." He whispered, tracing the victim's jaw with his long pointer and eyeing him with red eyes; the seventeen year old shuddered
"Oh honestly, get on with this." A woman exclaimed from the sidelines there
"Crucio. I told you to be quiet." The man pointed his wand carelessly at her and the boy heard her grunts of pain coursing through the air like his had been
"You now… you've been punished sufficiently enough…. For now." The man traced his cheekbone slowly and as the boy drew a shuddering breath, he threw him unto the dungeon floor and led the others out of the cell.
The young man slowly pulled himself on all fours and took another shuddering breath. He could still feel the cold sting of the slap……. the hot breathe on his face….. the feel of the Crucio's… he looked around through his blood covered bangs. A tattered cot in one corner, a sink adjacent to it in the other and behind him were the bars of the cell door. He crawled to the cot and collapsed there. Panting at the lack of blood and blacking out.
He awoke later that night to the sound of keys in his cell door lock. He turned his head to the right to see the door clearer and he saw a figure cloaked in black approaching him. He tensed as he saw his red eyed beater there hovering over him. The captor saw his eyes widen and chuckled before tilting a bottle to his mouth. The captive man kept his mouth shut until the captor began stroking his blond hair. He opened it in surprise and the silky substance slid into his mouth. He swallowed unconsciously and began to feel woozy as the snake eyed man began to fumble with his own cloak.
"Silencio. Evaneso. Now Draco, your penance has begun." The man hissed as he gripped Draco's now bare shoulder and Draco stared in shock as the man climbed into his bed. But he had dropped unconscious before he could yell his concern.
Date: June 30th
Draco woke up at around noon, naked and sore everywhere. He leaned forward on his elbows and saw a blond woman coming to him with food and prisoner's robes, the same who had lifted him to his feet last night. She opened the door slowly and placed his plate to balance on the sink and his robes at the foot of his head. She never looked at him and merely looked down at her feet. She turned to leave.
"Wait. Don't go. Look at me please." Draco pleaded with the woman, who slowly turned to him to show saddened eyes staring at his wounded body
"Draco….!" She muttered helplessly before sobbing and rushing out, closing the door behind her and never looking back
"Mum…." Draco muttered back and pulled up his knees so that his arms could rest on them
What was going to happen to him now? He had been beaten up, from what he could recall molested, maybe raped and he was a prisoner in his own house. He tried to sit upright but a pain throbbed in between his legs and he realized his conclusion was right. That bastard, he thought scowling. He wished he had his wand, let him Obliviate himself for all he cared. He wanted to never face this again. But he knew that in a few hours, it would probably happen again, knowing both Voldemort's punishment methods as well as his other captor's.
"Just bloody brilliant." He muttered before forcing himself to change into the robes and eating the food
The robes could barely considered being robes though. They were just like a, a, a piece of cloth compared to what he was used to! He put it on a looked in the mirror above the sink. His torso was bare as were his calves and part of his thighs. The robes only covered what little girls shouldn't see and a little of his thighs. They were held up by cloth suspenders that went up and over his shoulder. He felt so… humiliated….
"Like the robes?" he spun around and found himself looking at a friend of his father's
"No Mr. Parkinson, I don't." Draco replied as he was taught to address an adult and thought he was saved
"Well, let's get them off and see what else we can get you." Henry Parkinson replied a little too eagerly and Draco knew what was going on as the cell door was opened
"Um, I'm alright thought sir. I feel alright." Draco said backing away from the leer in his eyes
"Don't be rude Draco. Now, do you want my help or not?" Henry asked wickedly as he pulled out his wand
"…..I accept your help…." Draco muttered and took off his robes and holding it in his hands toward Mr. Parkinson; the man looked surprised until he eyed Draco's naked bruised body
"Merlin Draco… that must be painful." He said apathetically and Draco felt his own eyes hardening at his sarcasm
"Oh no sir. It doesn't hurt one bit." He said defiantly and Mr. Parkinson chuckled
"Well, then. We've got to try harder." He pushed Draco unto the bed and pointed his wand at him "Silencio. Imperio."
Draco felt a shiver come over him as the Imperius curse took over at times. He could remember bits of pain… bits of something in his mouth, sticky and salty… he remembered moaning for no reason that he could think off… NO! he thought suddenly and bit down on the hard penis that had been forced into his mouth. The man above him yelled and struck him to the floor. Draco slid slightly seeing as he was covered in semen slightly and looked around on ground level. He saw Mr. Parkinson's wand under his cot and reached for it. The older man saw this and grabbed his arms and brought him to his knees in front of him as he himself sat on the bed.
"Draco, you shouldn't have done that." He warned and Draco merely punched him in the nose before reaching down and gripping the wand
"Insolent little brat!" Henry yelled and kicked Draco in the jaw
Draco fell backwards and felt his head begin to bleed from a wound. He pointed the wand at him and panted heavily.
Impedimenta! Draco said but nothing happened; he reddened with anger as he saw Henry laugh at him
"Draco you little fool. I put a silencing charm on you. Now come back here and be a good little prisoner." Henry beckoned to him and Draco glared
You bastard! How could you! he thought and Henry merely chuckled at his expression
"I'll leave you for now Draco. I must say that this session was… intriguing to say the least. Finite." He grabbed his wand from Draco and magicked his own clothes on, leaving Draco again alone and naked.
"Damn you Voldemort! Why couldn't you just let me be a normal teenager!" he muttered under his breath
"Because, what would be the fun in that young Malfoy?" a silky voice said to his right and he saw Voldemort entering the cell with his aunt Bellatrix
"Aunt Bella…" he breathed staring at her lifeless eyes; she was alive of course but he knew that look
"Wait…. You…. you put the-"
"The Imperious Curse on her. Very good Draco. I suppose you know what this means." Voldemort said and Draco shook his head and stood up
"What does this mean?" he asked quietly and Voldemort laughed cruelly
"That your aunt is under my control obviously. But more than that, she does what I want her to do. Anyway I want, when, where. Now, please go back to your bed Draco. She's going to watch you tonight." Draco looked outside; he didn't realize that it was almost sunset
"No more punishment tonight?" he asked unconsciously and he shook his head
"Oh not tonight my dragon. Not from me."
Voldemort touched his cheek softly before heading out. His aunt looked at him for a second before conjuring a chair and sitting down. Draco realized how tired he was and trudged back to his bed. He wanted to change the covers, they were so dirty from his previous actions but he could not. He merely ignored it as best as he could and went to sleep. He felt someone climb into his bed three hours later and turned to see his aunt's sleeping face.
"Aunt Bella…." He muttered before touching her cheek softly; she had been the one who was Crucio'd yesterday "I'm sorry…." He apologized for being weak and not being able to kill Dumbledore, but he couldn't do it.
"It's alright. Make it up to me." His aunt replied before opening her blank eyes and Draco realized that she was being controlled still
"Dammit!" he cursed and jumped out of his bed; she followed slowly and Draco watched as his blanket slid off her naked shoulders to reveal a sexually ready and beautiful body that any teenage boy would not deny. Except for Draco.
"Aunt Bella! Bella snap out of it!" he said but she merely twirled her wand in her hand before throwing it into the sink
"I like this. You're playing hard to get…" Bella jumped and straddled Draco's waist with her legs before stroking him slowly and necking him. Draco's breath hitched before he made his way to the sink and grabbed the wand
"Impedimenta!" he said and she flew off him "Silencio. Locomotor Mortis. Alohomora."
Draco left his aunt on his bed silenced and petrified as he ran out the cell. He was glad that he was raised in this hellhole or else he would've gotten lost. He flew past the congregation in the main living room without even noticing.
"Wasn't that Draco milord?" a male asked pointing in the direction of the open doorway and Voldemort pursed his lips together before nodding
"Yes, it seems that Bella is useless against her nephew once more. Lucius, deal with your son." He waved off the blond who charged after his son
"Draco!" he yelled and Draco stopped to turn back and stare at him
"Fuck." He said as he saw the wand raised up
"Lucius what- Draco!" Narcissa came out of a room and dropped the vase she was holding
"Damn you woman!" Lucius roared at her and Draco used this to run away to the front door
"Incarcerous! Crucio! Imperio! Stupefy!" Lucius yelled after him and he dodged the spells
"FUCK YOU DAD!" Draco yelled and he popped away just when a green light hit his chest
"Damn you, you insolent child!" Lucius growled shaking his fist
"Wasn't that his first time Apparating?" Voldemort asked from behind him and Lucius nodded
"Yes milord. I will find him quickly though." Lucius stated but Voldemort shook his head
"No, let us see what your son does naked tortured and all alone…Remember that I just left him with a present." at that moment, Minerva and Hermione had found her student on the lawn of Hogwarts unconscious, nude and bleeding from the slices that Voldemort had just created.
Date: July 7th
"I can't leave him like this. You know that." Draco kept his eyes closed as he listened to a female arguing with someone
"Honestly, yes you can. You just drop the bandages and walk away." A male replied and Draco realized that he was being bandaged around the torso
"I can't do that. Ronald Weasley, have you know heart!" the female yelled and Draco felt her place the bandages on the bed
"Of could I do. But Hermione Granger, he is the enemy! You are healing the enemy!"
"He is not the enemy! He's my patient! Besides, with all he's been through, you could be more sympathetic! No one is asking you to be his friend when he wakes up! Just know that he's had a rough time!" he decided it was time to open his eyes but groaned loudly at the bright white light
"Dear Merlin… you Gryffindors are loud as ever…" Draco said covering his eyes with his forearm and he heard Hermione gasp
"Oh Malfoy! You're awake!" she rushed to his side and instantly took off his arm
"No! It's too bright!" he whined and she smiled
"I know, just let me see your eyes…" he opened his eyes and still felt the white light on them but couldn't feel the pain "You're eyes are really…. Draco, how many fingers am I holding up?" she asked softly and held two fingers close to his face; he squinted and merely saw something tan and blurry
"Put your fingers in front of my face woman! I can't see them clearly." He replied and Ron stood at he foot of his bed
"Can you see me Malfoy?" he turned to the voice he heard and saw a blur of red with green under it
"Who can't see you're red hair Weasley?" he asked sarcastically even though he couldn't see his face
"I think I need to bring in Madam Pomfrey." Ron went to get the Medi-witch and Hermione sat next to Draco; he turned to her
"Why's he going to get her? Where am I?" he asked "How come everything is blurry? Granger, answer me." He sat on his elbows and turned to face the brown bush on his left
"…you came to Hogwarts last weeks, bloodied and scarred. We cleaned you up as best as we could but the cuts were unable to heal without scars. One cut was right across your face, from one eye to the other. We didn't know if you could see or not when you woke up but now…."
"So what? I leave the hellhole only to come here and not be able to see! I'm blind!" he asked hysterically and put his hands to his eyes; as he covered them all he saw was an even darker darkness than when he opened his eyes. He put them down and opened his eyes, all he could see of Hermione was a bush of brown hair and the white stained red robes she had on
"You may be! Please, I don't know how to perform diagnostics for this type of thing yet!" Hermione cried and she put her hands on his, which were on his lap "I don't know yet Malfoy. I just don't."
"Don't call me Malfoy! It reminds me of Snape and Voldemort." He said disgusted and Hermione shut up as he looked at where his knees were supposed to be
"Draco?" she asked
"No, Voldemort." He shook his head
"Than what? I can't say boy."
"Ack! My father…. Use…. My middle names… they're…. my middle names are
Renee Dante Marcus Basil Riley Victor Gabriel …. Use one of those…It'll probably help me break ties…" he muttered not believing he had just stated his full complete name 'Merlin, I'm stupid!' he thought but Hermione never laughed
"Riley…Dante… Gabriel… Is Dante ok?" she asked and he nodded
"Whatever floats your boat Granger."
"Please, Hermione." She asked and he nodded
"Whatever floats your boat Hermione." He replied
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AN: Here are the meanings: Draco- Dragon (Latin); Dante- lasting, enduring (Latin); Renee- born again (French); Victor- conqueror (Latin); Marcus- dunno but is close to Marco which means warlike; Basil- kingly; Riley- Valiant; Gabriel-Hero of God.
So his name means Dragon, born again enduring warlike kingly valiant conquering hero of God. Dunno what Malfoy means though. You choose the pairing too:
A) Draco/ Hermione with Ginny/Harry and Ron is lonely
B) Ron/ Hermione with Draco/ Ginny and Harry is lonely
C) Draco/ Harry with no Ron/ Hermione and Ginny gets happy about fantasying things (jk ppl... about Ginny)
Which name should he stick with? Draco or Dante or pick another name? I personally think Dante to start a new life but I want it to be up to you as well. Choose any of those middle names and pairings and Harry makes an appearance next chapter along with Ginny.
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Draco: "I can't believe you named me Draco Renee Dante Marcus Basil Riley Victor Gabriel Malfoy Black!"
Me: "Only the best for a Malfoy, Malfoy." I couldn't choose so I listed a whole bunch actually...