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Chapter 2

After being sold to the bloody perfect boy who lived, Potter, they dragged him to a back room where they fitted a magical collar around his neck with the inscription Property of Harry Potter. After doing so they left him in the small, barren, dark room. It seemed forever he waited in that room. In all reality he was only there for three hours until Potter showed up to "claim" him. Lucius did his very best to sneer at him when he walked in, but Harry merely smirked at him.

"You won't enjoy owning me, Potter. I'll make damn sure of it!"

Harry merely smiled at him, grabbed his wrist and apparated to home without warning. Deciding that now would be best to go over the rules he motioned for Lucius to sit.

Thinking it would be best to just obey as opposed to deciding to ignore the command and incurring the young, powerful wizards wrath Lucius did as he was told and took a seat.

"Now, rules. We need to set up a few. One. You will call me 'Sir' or 'Master'. Two. You will show me respect at all times. Three. You will do as you're told, when you're told, and how you're told. Four. There will be no foul language. Any questions?"

Lucius merely shook his head. He'd put up a fight later. Right now he was just too tired."Where is my room?"

Harry raised his eyebrow at the man's complacency, but decided to leave it alone for now. "Follow me." Going through several hallways he finally led the sulking man to his bedroom. "This is where you will be staying. In the morning breakfast is at seven exactly and i expect you to be there. Goodnight"

Lucius watched Harry leave and quickly got undressed and threw himself on the bed falling asleep in seconds wondering what tomorrow will hold for him.

Author's Note: There is the second chapter. Hopefully the next one will be a bit longer. And a bit more interesting.