Slave Spell chapter three! So last night I got up to go to the restroom and one of my dad's snakes had gotten out. I accidently stepped on the tip of its tail and it turned and bit me! I screamed so loud that my dad came running out of his rooms in boxers. And all I could say was "I found your snake!"
Thought I'd share that little funny story for you before I started chapter three! And I'm sorry if Harry seems a little bi-polar about being a slave. I was trying to make him come off as a little confused and over whelmed about his new bound state.
I don't own Harry Potter and its rated M for a reason!
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QUIDDITCH WORLD CUP…
Harry kept turning his head and body all around, getting tangled more than once in the leash Lucius made him wear. He couldn't believe all the sights and smells and new wizards he was getting to meet just from this one event.
Lucius turned in annoyance when he felt Harry trip once more and fall ungracefully to the dirt.
"Harry!" Lucius screamed. Harry looked up at him innocently.
"I can't help it! This is all so new!" Harry cried. Draco shook his head and continued on without his father and slave. He had slowly gotten used to Harry being there... but that didn't mean he liked it.
Draco let out an "oomph!" when he felt another body run into his; a bigger, stronger, taller body. Looking up Draco scowled when George Weasley offered his hand to help the Malfoy heir up.
"Sorry bout that. I was trying to catch up to Fred. Who's run off with his new girlfriend and left me all alone again." George said taking Draco's hand and pulling him up with one strong tug. Draco noticed how much bigger and rougher George's hands were compared to his pale, smooth ones. Draco stumbled from the force (and not paying attention) and fell into George again, who luckily caught him before he could eat the dirt again.
"My, my Malfoy just can't keep your hands off me can ya?" George said with a playful grin. Draco glared at him and ripped himself from the red head's arms.
"You pulled me up too fast!" Draco shouted. George waved his hand and smiled, making Draco blush when he noticed how handsome the red head was when he smiled.
"I was just messin with you. Lighten up Draco." George said, ruffling his perfect blonde hair and ran off to go catch up with his family. Draco blushed as his name rolled off that tongue and ran off to go find his father. When did Weasleys become hot?
Lucius was finally able to get Harry to their tent without getting either of them killed or maimed in the process. Harry looked around the magical tent impressed.
"You never do anything half assed do you?" Harry asked Lucius as the man removed the collar from his neck. Lucius snorted and tossed the collar on the couch.
"Of course not and watch your tongue." Lucius said, flicking Harry's nose and settling himself on the couch. Harry scowled at him and left to go explore the large tent. Lucius looked up from his place on the couch when Draco walked in, face red as any Weasley's hair.
"What is wrong with you?" Lucius asked. Draco scowled at him, blush disappearing.
"What do you care?" Draco hissed. Lucius narrowed his eyes dangerously, making Draco look away in fear.
"What did I tell you about respecting me?" Lucius growled. Draco lowered his head and gulped.
"Sorry father…" Draco murmured, running to his room in the large magical tent. Lucius settled back on the puffy couch, spelling a book to float to him from the book case against the wall.
After the sun went down Lucius heard people start heading towards the arena. Standing up he went in search of his slave and son, hoping they hadn't snuck off.
Harry was snoozing like a puppy on the heated bed in the main room. Shaking his head Lucius stuck the collar on him and shook him awake. Harry leap up with a start; falling onto the plush green carpet below.
"Ow! You git!" Harry shouted, rubbing his face in pain. Lucius rolled his eyes and headed towards his son's room, finding him doing summer homework on his bed.
"It's time to start heading towards the arena. Come along and behave or you will be staying here for the whole game." Lucius hissed, smacking Draco upside his head when he scowled at his father. Draco growled in pain and rubbed his head. Lucius grabbed his cane and headed towards the magical arena where the game of the year would be taking place.
On the long walk to the arena Harry had complained of still being tired and had somehow wiggled his way onto Lucius's back. Lucius put a feather weight charm on him and let Harry hold on while he walked to the sporting arena. Draco scowled in jealousy.
"How come you never give me piggy back rides?" Draco whined, tugging at his father's sleeve like a two year old. Lucius shrugged.
"You never asked." He stated and shook his son off. Draco stopped walking, a dumb look on his face. His father was right, even as a child he had never asked his father for a ride. Draco huffed at the unfairness of it all and ran to catch up with his father.
Harry was happy to be off his feet even if it meant being on the back of his master. As they got closer to the minister's box Harry broke out into a huge grin when his godfather Sirius Black came into view.
"Sirius!" Harry shouted right in Lucius's ear making the man wince in pain. Lucius growled and smacked Harry on the top of the head with his cane; making the boy cry out at the unsuspecting pain and rub his head. Sirius turned and grinned, running to go meet his godson. Harry tried to unwrap his legs from Lucius only to find them spelled closed. Harry tugged on Lucius's hair at the unfairness of it all.
"I want to go see my godfather! Let me go you big brut!" Harry cried. Lucius growled more and put Harry in an uncomfortable head lock.
"That hurts you little brat!" Lucius shouted in anger. Harry turned his head and bit hard into Lucius's ribs, making the man howl in pain and drop Harry right to the floor. Harry ran to Sirius hugging him tight, never wanting to let go. Sirius hugged his godson just as tight and glared at Lucius with as much hatred as he could muster.
"Harry" Lucius snarled with a voice that made Harry fear for his life "get over here now, that is an ORDER" as soon as "order" left Lucius's mouth Harry felt his body stiffen and walk almost mechanically back to Lucius. Lucius back handed Harry hard, one of his rings cutting his cheek and sending him tumbling to the floor.
Sirius was at Harry's side in an instant, holding Harry close while he sobbed in pain and held his bleeding cheek. Sirius turned and glared at Lucius.
"How much for him?" Sirius was able to ground out. Lucius sneered down at the man and grabbed Harry's arm jerking him up.
"He isn't for sale Black." Lucius said, turning to go sit down. Sirius grabbed his arm spinning him back around.
"I'll pay you anything!" Sirius shouted. Lucius ripped his arm from Sirius's grasp and glared.
"I said. He. Isn't. For. Sale. Black." Lucius hissed and turned away, dragging Harry to the nearest bathroom. Harry kept sobbing and holding his cheek, not noticing (or caring) where Lucius was taking him.
Lucius picked Harry up easily and sat him on the sink counter in the bathroom.
"Let me see it" Lucius said calmingly. Harry sniffled but refused to let Lucius see the gash on his cheek. Lucius sighed and gently pulled Harry's hands away from his bleeding cheek and looked at the cut.
"It's not too bad" Lucius stated, and pulled out a jar of white cream from one of his many robe pockets. Dipping his fingers into the thick cream Lucius gently spread it all over Harry's bleeding cheek, making sure to rub it in good. Harry hissed as the cream steamed in his gash and healed it slowly, leaving not a mark on his pale skin. Lucius grabbed one of his silk handkerchiefs and wiped the blood and tears from Harry's face.
Harry looked at Lucius with red puffy eyes and buried his face into the crook of his neck. Lucius held Harry tight against his body and pet his wild hair.
"Shh, shh it's ok…" Lucius said soothingly. Harry wiped his nose on Lucius's shoulder and wrapped his arms around his middle. Feeling something wet against his wrist Harry looked down noticing in horror that Lucius was bleeding from the bite Harry had inflicted on him.
Harry looked up at Lucius and took the cream from his hands. Motioning for him to lift up his shirt Harry took some of the cream onto his fingers and started rubbing it in as Lucius did. Lucius held his shirt and robes up, watching as Harry tended to his wounds like a lover would.
Bringing Harry up after the bite had been healed Lucius kissed Harry's lips tenderly. Uttering a birth control spell, unknowing to Lucius his spell and Severus's spells fought and canceled each other out. Leaving Harry unprotected from getting pregnant. Lucius led Harry to a stall where he proceeded to make love to him, not just fuck him silly. And for the first time in his life, Harry felt truly loved and wanted.
Draco crossed his arms scowling as he sat next to two empty seats. His father and little slave had disappeared, leaving him to hold their seats by himself. He looked up when a body settled next to him and blushed when George Weasley grinned down at him.
"What are you doing here by yourself? Didn't your pedophile father come?" George asked. Draco turned on him, looking puffed up like an angry chicken and started smacking George wildly.
"Don't talk about my father you poor peasant!" Draco screeched. George grabbed his wrists easily and placed a gentle kiss on the boy's angry lips.
Draco froze up when George kept kissing him, shocked at this development. George wrapped Draco's arms around his neck and pulled him close to his warm body, kissing him deeper. Draco's eyes fluttered close and he kissed George back, enjoying the taste that was George Weasley.
George pulled away after a few seconds and grinned down at Draco.
"You're easy to calm." He stated huskily. Draco flushed at the comment, running his fingers innocently through George's semi long locks. George smiled, looking deep into Draco's silver eyes and finding himself lost. Draco stared into George's golden amber eyes finding himself found.
SOMEWHERE IN THE QUIDDITCH WORLD CUP…
Remus panted and frenched the man who kept him pinned to the wall in some random hall in the arena.
"Please… Sirius is waiting for me." Remus whimpered as the man sucked a sensitive part of his neck. A deep voice traveled up to his ear and the mouth moved back; allowing Remus to look into the black eyes of Severus Snape.
"When will you tell him the truth?" Severus growled, ripping Remus's pants down and turning the man around roughly. Remus whimpered as Severus man handled him and forced him to face the wall with his arms up, like a prisoner who needed to be checked.
"I will tell him… but he just got out of prison…" Remus whimpered and started shaking when Severus pushed into his ass with only Remus's sweat as lubricant.
"You will tell him tonight." Severus growled, pushing in deeper making Remus cry out.
"Yes… Yes tonight…" Remus whimpered as Severus started thrusting deep and hard into his thin body. Severus gripped Remus's narrow hips grinning. Severus sucked behind Remus's ear, one of his favorite places, and whispered almost lovingly.
"I don't want our child born while we are unbound. You will tell him tonight and we will be married by the months end." Severus whispered and kissed the shell of Remus's ear. Remus's howl accompanied the sounds of flesh hitting flesh, making a beautiful orchestra of pleasure in the hall.
SOMEWHERE ELSE AGAIN…
Harry sat down and gasped as the Irish scored again.
"We missed half the game!" Harry whined. Lucius sat down and rolled his eyes, ignoring Harry's whining. Looking around Lucius noticed that his heir was gone, that didn't settle well in his stomach.
Unknowing to his father Draco was above him, in a little room that was between the floors of the arena. He and George were laughing and enjoying each other's company after making beautiful love. They sat prompted up on pillows that George had made from grains of sand on the floor and their naked bodies were covered by silk blankets George had also made from old pieces of wood.
After their quickie the teens just lay with one another, watching the Quidditch World Cup and chatting about everything and nothing. Despite the money differences between them they found out that they had a lot in common, and even more that they didn't. Draco found that it was the stuff that they didn't have in common that made for the most interesting conversations.
"So you want to make your own joke shop?" Draco asked in amazement. George grinned and nodded.
"It's mine and Fred's dream to have our own joke shop in Diagon ally. The shop we're interested in is only 1000 gallons but of course he and I don't have that kind of money. So we've been working our tails off this summer. It will most likely take the better part of five years to save up enough to buy the shop and buy the supplies we need…" George trailed off looking tired. Draco looked up at his new lover and frowned.
"Well… what if I invested in your joke shop?" Draco said sitting up. George looked at him and burst out laughing.
"And what would I have to do to get all this money my dear little Slytherin?" George teased. Draco scowled at him and put his hands on his hips.
"Be my boyfriend." Draco blurted out. The two stared at each other before George smiled.
"I would love too."
ONE MONTH LATER…
Lucius grunted when Harry ran over him on the bed, shaking him awake. He sat up in annoyance as the bathroom door slammed shut and the sounds of someone throwing up their dinner from the night before came from inside it. Walking over to the bathroom Lucius slammed the door open scowling at the boy worshipping the porcelain god.
"That's it!" Lucius roared "You're seeing the healer if I have to tie you up myself! This is the third morning you've woken me up with your throwing up!" Harry looked up at him with a pitiful look on his face, turning back quickly to dry heave into the toilet.
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