Bloody Revenge

Authors Warning: This is a dark fic, it might get darker or it might get a little lighter IDK we'll see, also this is not a professional story, I'm not making money for this its fan fiction, and I don't have a /beta reader yet, so please refrain from leaving comments about all the errors, I want to hear what you have to say but if you can't say anything nice then shut the F up!

Draco woke up to pain, he hurt all over but the worst was his ass hole, he felt like he had been ripped open from the inside. For a moment, he didn't remember what had happened, he was in a warm and comfortable bed so he assumed it was his own. He sat up with a wince and reached back and gasped when he felt blood under his fingers, it was just then when a voice asked, "Do you want me to heal you?"

Draco's eyes snapped open in panic as the memories came storming back he jerked away from the place he had herd the voice come from. Then winced and tried to drop his face so Potter didn't see his pain, he didn't want him to say he was close to tears. It hurt so bad. For a moment he considered, his Malfoy pride said not to, said to grind his teeth and ignore the pain because Malfoy didn't ask for help or beg for mercy, but Draco had never been a very good Malfoy, so he ducked his head letting his hair shield his face from view as he asked in a quiet voice, "Please"

For a moment Harry was shocked into silence, he had been certain the question would make Draco snarl and rage, he didn't know what to do with this quite, obviously hurt Malfoy. After another minute Harry said, "Lay down on your back and let me touch you, and I'll heal you."

Draco had to take a few deep, slightly shaky breaths, before he had enough control to actually lay on his back, his inner Malfoy was screaming that this position would leave him to vulnerable, but it hurt so bad. Harry was again surprised by Draco's obedience; slowly he pulled himself up onto the bed. Draco flinched when Harry nudged his legs open, and Harry felt a small pang as he noticed the flinch and the way Draco was shaking and trying to hide his face behind his hair. It was because of the pang of guilt that Harry said, "It's okay, if your good I won't hurt you."

Draco made a sound that was like a choked off sob, and Harry gently reached out and touched Draco's cock. Draco let out a gasp and arched his back, then whimpered as it put weight on his ass. Harry frowned as he reached down between Draco's cheeks, he hadn't noticed just how bad the blond was bleeding. As Harry touched the abused whole, he noticed Draco bight his lip and try to hold back a whimper. Harry frowned and asked, "Was that your first time?"

Draco dropped his head a little more, but not fast enough to hide the blush that spread a crossed his cheeks or the tears that had managed to break free. Harry sighed and wiped the blood from his fingers onto the comforter as he reached over to the nightstand and grabbed his wand, he was hard as a rock but he just couldn't fuck Draco when he was crying, not when his father wasn't there to watch in horror. He kind of felt horrible because Draco had been a real git but he hadn't deserved this, getting raped and abused just because his father was a bad guy. Draco started shaking when he saw Harry reach for the wand, he was certain he had done something wrong and that Potter was going to hurt him, or worse. In his desperation to avoid more pain he said in a rush, "Please don't hex me, I'll do whatever you want just… Please I can't take any more pain."

Harry looked down at the hand that Draco had placed on his arm, the one that had been outstretched to grip his wand. Draco, realizing he had touched Harry whimpered and dropped his hand, glaring at it like it had betrayed him. Harry sighed and said, "You've done nothing wrong."

Draco let out a snort, obviously not believing that statement, his head was still down, so Harry reached out to try and tilt Draco's head up, but Draco flinched away from the hand, more tears slipping free from those pale white eyelashes. Harry felt his heart pang and said, "Draco."

Draco looked up in surprise, meeting Harry's eyes for the first time since he had woken up. Harry met those eyes that were like pools of silver mercury, and his heart caught for a moment, he had never actually looked that close at Draco's eyes. While many said Draco was a younger carbon copy of his father, the more Harry looked the more differences he noticed.

Lucius had pale gray eye, that were cold as stone, Draco's were beautiful in comparison and alive with emotions. Draco was smaller too, and not just because he was younger, it was very obvious Draco would never be as tall or as broad as his father. Draco's hair was even whiter that Lucius's was, thicker and softer too. His lips, which were still red from their earlier abuse, where the kind of lips that begged to be kissed, and for a moment Harry was tempted, then another tear fell and Harry wet Draco's eyes with his own emerald orbs and said, "I'm going to heal you, I won't hex you."

Draco gave a small nod and Harry quickly reached over and grabbed his wand, after Lucius had raped him Harry had memorized as many healing spells as he could and he was glad for it now as he sent out several healing spells. Draco let out a gasp of pain and winced as the torn flesh knitted together and healed, he was surprised when the spell also made his back pain, his sore throat, his bruised hips and the tiny cuts that had littered his body heal over. Harry frowned and asked, "Better?"

Draco nodded and whisper, "Thank you."

Harry bit his lip and said, "I need to make sure your hole healed right, I've never used that spell before and there is a chance even if I did it right that you might have an infection."

Draco glanced up at Harry for a brief moment, then ducked his head and gave a slight nod. Harry gave a small smiled and asked, "Can you get on your hands and knees?"

Draco nodded and shakily got to his hands and knees, turning his ass reluctantly towards Harry. Harry gently spread Draco's cheeks and after wetting his fingers in his mouth he gently probed at the hole, relived when it looked like all of the damage had healed up, he was just trying to get a closer look when his finger hit Draco's prostate, and Draco let out a mewling sound that sent jolts of pleasure to his aroused cock. Harry quickly pulled away and said, "lay down and get some rest."

Draco glanced at Harry's bulging pants and said, "Do you want me to suck it?"

Harry groaned, because yes he did, but instead said, "It's okay."

Draco swallowed and said, "You healed me and as long as you don't choke me out, I don't mind it."

Harry bit his lip, undecided, only Draco took the option away from him, crawling into his lap Draco undid his pants with shacking hands before gently tugging down his pants, till they were down below his waist and his hard cock was free. Draco licked his lips nervously as he stared at the cock that had violated him earlier. Finally he reached out with his tongue and swiped the tip. Harry let his head fall back with a moan as he put his weight onto his hands. Draco obviously had only the one time, and that had been more like Harry was fucking his face, not like Draco was giving head. Slowly Darco explored Harry's dick and balls with his tongue and fingers, until with a shout Harry came, spraying all over Draco's face, and that might have been the sexiest thing he ever saw if only Draco hadn't licked a few of the drops up, because that was even hotter.

Harry laid on his side, and pulled Draco in so that they were spunning and Harry's soft cock was nestled between those cheeks, for a moment Draco seemed like he was going to struggle out of the embrace but instead froze up when Harry; reach down and began to stroke Draco gently till he came quietly. Draco relaxed for a moment, spent, and his eyes quickly closed and his breathing slowed down.

As Harry felt Draco fall asleep he began to wonder if there was a way he could change his plans, because his secant step to his plan had been to kill Draco in front of his father, but he was certain he couldn't do that, not now.