A/N I am so sorry for the wait but I got involved with the Forbidden series!
Dedication:
TheGingerbreadMan15 - for her continued support and ideas in whatever I drag up - couldn't do it without you Ginge :D
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Holly Mc - my gunny girl! Here's rough sex :D Just like you wanted - miss you now you're in Portugal(thats where I think you are) or Barcelona (where Emma thinks you are!) or even Turkey (where Tom insists you are!) we do listen to you - really! This is for you :D
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Emma - even though you only read until the star....you deserve it for reading at least some :D May you keep your innocence as long as you can!
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Draco pulled Harry from his room and ran smack into his mother. Narcissa looked up from examining her nails and smiled.
'Oh you're ready.' She said, stating the obvious. Draco rolled his eyes.
'No Mother, I just brought Harry out here to undress him and screw him against the wall again.' Draco said sarcastically. Harry blushed and Narcissa smiled.
'Well hurry up, your father doesn't like to be kept waiting.' Harry blushed even deeper, making the Malfoys laugh at him. 'Dragon, you need to bring Harry up to scratch about blushing, he does it far too often.' Narcissa chuckled and turned to lead Harry and Draco to Lucius.
Harry followed her dumbly, wondering why he had been so prejudiced against Draco in their few years at Hogwarts - the ones where they were fighting instead of fucking. He had fully expected the Malfoys to be cold, dark and obsessed with killing him. Instead, Draco was loving and gentle, making Harry realise how lucky he was to have him. Narcissa. Harry expected her to be one to nod and smile in the right places - a stereotypical Pureblood wife. He had also expected a bit of grief from her for turning her son gay. On the contrary, she was funny, witty and outspoken. She also seemed to enjoy the idea of Draco and Harry...if the lack of disgust earlier was anything to go by. Lucius Malfoy was one man Harry feared in joint with Voldemort. He was powerful, clever, handsome, rich and a Harry-hater. Well, that's what he thought. Lucius Malfoy was still terrifyingly powerful, clever, handsome and rich. He just wasn't a Harry hater. Harry shook his head and marvelled at how easy it was to gain Lucius' blessing and squeezed Draco's hand. The blonde looked at him before unlinking their hands, opting to slide one around Harry and into Harry's back pocket. Harry smiled at him and put his hand around Draco's waist, placing a small kiss on Draco's cheek as he did so.
'Your father wishes to speak to us all in the Blue Conservatory Draco. He seemed quite excited and urgent so no interrupting him. No kissing Harry, touching Harry or focusing on Harry while he is talking. I haven't seen him this excited since he found he was getting a son.' Draco blushed and Harry looked at him fondly. So Lucius was just as aware as Harry of how special Draco was. Narcissa stopped in front of a deep blue door and turned to face them. Glancing over their clothes she straightened Harry's collar. At his quizzical glance she smiled. 'It was showing your chest a bit - no getting Draco distracted understood?' Harry nodded and Narcissa turned and threw open the door in front of her. Lucius smiled at them from his chair and beckoned them over.
He was sat in an arrangement of chairs around a table. Glancing around the room Harry soon understood why it was the blue conservatory. There was a light blue sofa in front of a fireplace, two sets of a table and four chairs were made of blue wood and arranged behind the sofa. The big window had a blue wood frame around it and dark midnight blue curtains were pulled back so the garden could be seen beyond the window. It was another majestic room at Malfoy Manor. Harry allowed himself to be led over to the set of chairs Lucius was sat at and accepted the tea shoved into his hands. Focusing on Lucius, Harry gulped when he saw just how excited this man was. He was fidgeting in his seat and his eyes had a glazed look and he was beaming at Harry. Scarily. Harry looked at Draco worried but was not comforted as Draco looked just as concerned.
'Harry my dear boy I have fantastic news.' Harry's eyes widened. He had only been know by 'Potter' to Lucius. Now he was scared. He placed his cup of tea back on the table.
'Fantastic news sir?' Lucius nodded eagerly.
'Father, please restrain your excitement, you're scaring him...why not just tell us the news.' Lucius stopped fidgeting and looked at his son.
'What a brilliant idea.' He exclaimed. 'You're going to get rid of my Dark Mark!' Silence followed this statement. Harry blinked at Lucius. Twice. Then he proceeded to choke on air. Draco stared at his father with a mixture of mild concern and awe as he absent mindedly stroked Harry's back to calm him down. Narcissa broke into a wide smile before kneeling in front of her husband's chair.
'For real Luc?' She asked uncertainly.
'Of course I can't Narcissa – I'm sorry Mr Malfoy but I feel that the potion you consumed earlier must have some effect on your mind.' Harry had stopped choking but was still rather concerned about Lucius' claim. No one could remove a Dark Mark – it was Voldemort magic as people called it now a days. Lucius shook his head impatiently.
'You can Potter, you have psychic magic.' Draco and Harry looked at each other before simultaneously bursting into giggles. Hysterical giggles.
'Oooooh I'm psychic Draco – no more secrets.' Harry pounced on Draco before tickling him. The blonde boy wriggled under Harry's fingers and struggled to sit.
'Oh yeah?' He drawled, trying not to show how fast his heart was beating. 'What am I thinking then Harry?' He winked at his boyfriend before shooting from the seat and out the door. Harry followed him.
'You dirty bugger Draco – but I feel I must agree with you.' Was all Lucius and Narcissa heard as the boys disappeared. Lucius turned to look at his wife.
'Bring them back dear, this is an urgent matter…love cannot interfere right now.' Narcissa shook her head before summoning Draco's house elf.
'Kinks please bring Draco and Harry back – we have urgent matters to discuss.' The house elf bowed before disappearing with a crack, leaving Narcissa alone with Lucius again. 'Luc, you're not joking are you? It would be most unfair if you were.' Lucius stood from his chair and stood by the window, gazing into the garden below.
'My father pressured me into being a Death Eater Cissy, you know that. I don't want a life where every spare evening is spent on my knees kissing dirty robes. I need freedom, love, I need you and Draco to have a man of the house who is not bowing to someone. How can I tell Draco that he should not bow to anyone when here I am, bowing to a mad man! I made a mistake by letting my father convince me to enrol and I am paying for that now. I wanted you to have a better life than what I have given you – you deserved it. I know that the boy can get rid of this curse and I intend to let him do it. I want to be a free man. I want to give you the life you deserve.' Narcissa made her way to stand in front of her husband and pulled the sleeve of his robe back to reveal the Dark Mark on his arm. She raised the arm to her lips and kissed it softly.
'I do not see this as a curse Luc; I see this as a lesson. We all make mistakes in our lives, the only difference is, is the time we spend repenting for those mistakes. You made your mistake, as did we all but at least you recognise this. You gave me a life I always wanted; it's full of life and love. You gave me a son, one who I dote on and I love him with all my heart. You didn't give me the life I deserve Luc, you gave me much more. I have a husband, a home, a son and a future son in law. I wouldn't change that for anything. This mark on your arm is just ink – it doesn't tell you who you are…I love you for who you are, Dark Mark or not.' Lucius looked down at his wife before cupping her face and pulling her into a soft kiss. She melted beneath his lips and opened them with a soft sigh, letting his tongue caress hers in an old dance. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her and feeling his need against her thigh. She loosened one hand, letting it tease its way down his chest and over his hips, cupping his manhood through trousers. He growled through the kiss, pushing her up against the glass as his hands roamed her body.
'That is so unfair!' Lucius and Narcissa pulled away to see Harry blushing and Draco pouting. 'I get pulled off my boyfriend, when it was looking promising might I add, by an elf who said my mother and father wish to talk to me because it's urgent. I come back to the room to find them…urgh…kissing and groping when I'm not allowed to.' Lucius pulled back form his wife and sent a cool glance at his son.
'Thought I'd give you the same treatment you treated me to twice.' He shot at his son. Harry coloured further and shuffled slightly. 'Shall we?' Lucius gestured to the chairs and the four sat in their respective chairs.
'All due respect sir, Voldemort put that Mark upon you, if he wants it to stay, it stays.' Narcissa's shoulders slumped. There really was no hope.
'Potter, I think in order for you to understand you best zip your mouth and let me explain.' Harry coloured but sat back in his chair. 'Excellent. Magic is a complicated thing; it does what we want so long as we control it. Not many people know that there are two types of magic present in a Wizard though. You get physical and psychic. Physical is your wand. You know what you're doing, you cast the spells with purpose and you learn about it in class. It's the one you're aware of. Psychic magic is in your mind. You don't know it's there until someone has told you you're using it. You used it to save yourself against the Dark Lord when you were a baby. You used it to help me focus on you when I had that potion in my system.'
'…and the binds.' Harry murmured, understanding what Lucius was on about.
'Binds?' Harry blushed and motioned for him to carry on. 'The Dark Lord bound us magically to him through the mark, it's how we know to apparate when he calls…he sends out a magical signal which connects to our magic and the mark magic. Are you with me?' Draco looked at Harry and raised his eye brows as the other boy nodded. He sure as hell was lost. His mother saw Draco's reaction and laughed softly, earning a smile from Draco – they were in the same boat at least. 'This magic you have, the psychic one, it underlined the potion I had consumed. That should have been impossible but due to the power you possess, it was made possible and you were able to make me forget the effects for a miniscule of a second.' Harry frowned.
'No disrespect sir, but I have potions and they don't make me forget the effects of things.' Lucius sighed and leant forward slightly.
'This particular potion that was used in the tea is hard to get and very expensive. If you risk getting it and pay that amount of money, you expect it to work. It takes over you senses and makes you think, feel, see nothing but pleasing that person. It has an ingredient which makes it immune to magic. The only time it can be lifted is if the person who is the recipient of being pleased allows it. It is not an illegal potion but it is near impossible to get and exceedingly difficult to brew. The fact that it is immune t magic yet your magic managed to dislodge it slightly just proves how powerful you are.' Harry's head swam and he shook it to gain focus slightly. Draco came over and perched himself on Harry's knees, running his hand through short raven haired locks and releasing some stress from Harry. Harry slung his arm around Draco's waist, caressing the soft skin there and felt himself relax slightly and focused on what Lucius was asking of him.
'Okay, I get how I have psychic magic and it helped us and all that shedazzle but what has it got to do with the Dark Mark.' Lucius leaned back and examined his son thoughtfully as he phrased what he wanted to say in his mind. His son was looking at Harry and murmuring softly to him while running his hands through Harry's hair and over his back comfortingly. Lucius suspected Harry suffered from a lot of stress issues but it seemed his son had found the remedy to such stress issues. Harry was staring at Lucius but the hand on Draco's waist was teasing the skin there gently as if sending its own message to the blonde boy Harry had on his lap. Lucius silently marvelled at how at ease the boys were with their love. Shaking his head he thought about what he had to say before opening his mouth to talk.
'I've told you the Dark Mark is bound to us magically – so the Dark Lord can summon us. You're psychic magic – if you practise it and control it – is powerful enough to undermine it and break the bond.' Harry still looked confused.
'I thought you said psychic magic was uncontrollable and subconsciously dealt with? How will it be psychic magic if I practise it – won't it just turn it into physical magic?' Lucius shook his head patiently.
'Only if you use your wand. You also get wand less magic – this is not the same as psychic magic as you need an incantation still. Psychic magic is based on the thoughts of that person. All you have to do is focus on the Dark Mark unbinding me and you can do it.' Harry looked sceptical.
'That's way too easy, Voldemort would have thought about that surely?' Lucius shook his head again – a little more impatiently.
'He didn't believe we would need to remove the mark, we swear on our families that we will follow Him. If you manage to remove my mark, there are other families I know who wish it to be removed from them. You can free people Harry, think about it! Our name can go on the robe business and we will be highly respected.' Narcissa looked at Harry pleadingly; surely he could see how much this meant to her husband?
'Until Voldemort finds you don't come to his meetings and storms your mansion and kills all he finds. I won't risk Draco that way Lucius, you can't ask me to.' Lucius went silent.
'Harry dear, I warded these premises.' Harry looked to Narcissa whose eyes were shining in excitement. 'I put a ward up that only allows people who are permitted to enter. Only my wand can give names t the wards to allow people in.' Harry nodded…so the mansion was safe.
'You won't be able to leave the mansion. You can't ward the other houses or Diagon Alley or the Hogwarts Express. There's still so much risk for Dray. You will be house bound until I defeat the Dark Lord – if I even do.' Draco placed his head on Harry's shoulder and placed kisses on his neck as Lucius leaned forward and placed his hand on Harry's knee.
'Harry, I have absolute faith in you vanquishing that man. I made a mistake in my earlier days but I have paid for it enough. You will be successful, you just need to believe it yourself and I'm going to help build up that belief.' Harry looked into the older Malfoy's eyes and saw the truth there and gently scooted Draco off his lap.
'May I see…?' Lucius nodded sharply before pulling his sleeve up. Harry gasped as the Dark Mark was revealed, it certainly was entrancing. Holding Lucius' hand, Harry closed his eyes and focused on his magic. He wasn't sure what he was looking for but he found it soon when he felt a pulling in his mind. He visualised a door and opened it, and felt the magic flow out of him. He opened his eyes and, oblivious to the gasps of the Malfoys, saw his magic swirling around Lucius. He could also see the older man's magic reaching out for his. Harry focused on the Dark Mark and saw the etching of green come out of it. His own magic swirled back from it, rearing away before tentatively sneaking back when Harry asked it too. The feeling of anger and hurt filled him as he focused on it but Harry swept them away as he looked into the Mark. The green magic swirled under the skin, drawing things out the blood to keep the magic alive in the blood. Harry probed deeper to see anything new but the feeling of hatred crashed into him and he released the man's hand with a gasp and jumped back, scooting his chair back as he released himself from his magical hold. Draco was beside him in an instant, pulling him into his arms and whispering into his ear. Narcissa watched as did Lucius who had not felt Harry's probing.
'What? Can you do it?' Harry swallowed and Draco wiped the tears he did not even know had fallen from Harry's face. Harry nodded slowly before taking several deep breaths.
'The hurt and anger…hatred, it's what the Dark Mark thrives on. It's taking things from your blood to keep it alive, things the food puts into it.' Harry raised his head to look the older Malfoy in the eye. 'If you don't eat for 24 hours, I can stand a better chance of unlocking it and freeing you. The link to the blood makes it difficult to break the bind but that's all. There's no trap or anything. Just life. That's how he does it. He links to your magic so he can call on you. He makes you swear against your family to gain support and fear. He feeds the fear when he creates the Mark, when he brands you…he feeds his own hatred and anger into it…making it a Dark Mark.' Silence followed him and Harry stood on shaky legs. 'If you'll excuse me.' Lucius nodded and Harry left, as Draco went to follow him, Lucius grasped his arm; Draco looked down at his father and was startled to see a sadness in his eyes, his father's voice held the same emotion.
'Take care of him Dragon.' Draco nodded and left the room in search of his lover. Lucius' shoulders sagged. 'That was cruel.' He said simply. Narcissa stood and settled herself in her husband's lap, fiddling with his long locks.
'What sweetheart?' Lucius closed his eyes and leant his head back as his wife's fingers caressed his head.
'He's just a child and he just found out the working of the Dark Mark. He should be oblivious to that sort of thing, he should be playing chess with Draco, reading having fun…not trying to find the workings of His mind and marks. I asked him for that Cissy. I did.' Lucius wiped a stray tear from his eye. That Potter was getting to him. He hadn't known the effect of removing the Dark Mark would be so…dark. Harry had seemed relieved to be able to go and Lucius didn't blame him.
'It's not your fault Luc, Harry's powerful he can handle it… anyway our Dragon will help him. Like I'll help you.' Lucius opened his eyes, only for the flutter shut as his wife covered his lips with her own, offering the comfort and release he needed.
*
Draco found Harry in his bed room, pulling his shirt and trousers off. The blonde skipped over to him and covered the Brunettes hands with his own.
'Slow down love, I'll do that.' Instead of the chuckle he was going for, Draco received a cold look. He backed away with his hands in the air. 'Sorry Harry,' he said 'thought you might want to forget what you saw.' Draco was prepared for shouting. He was prepared for rough sex. He was not prepared for the boy he loved to crumple to the floor in tears. Casting the door shut with his hand, Draco knelt by Harry and pulled him into his arms for comfort.
'So much,' Harry choked out. 'So much anger and hurt. I…I…I was hit with a wave of hatred but it wasn't just the emotion. In the wave were images, a boy being beaten, shoved in a closet, starved. They were me. I know what he does Dray.' Harry wiped the tears from his face and looked into Draco's eyes. 'He brings back memories, memories that you hate which generate hatred. The Mark feeds on it, binding itself to that feeling. Your father needs to stop hating for him to be released.' Draco nodded.
'Is that what you saw? The emotion?' Harry frowned at him quizzically. 'When you reopened your eyes, they were purple. No pupil or iris, nothing but purple. You were looking over father and I wondered what you could see.' Harry looked at the floor.
'Pain, anger hurt. Magic was swirling around us but the emotions kept coming through. So much.' Harry twisted to look into Draco's eyes again. 'Let me forget the hurt and anger? Just once?' Draco frowned slightly before nodding. Harry pounced on him and pulled him in for a bruising kiss. Draco was concerned at the pressure at first but felt himself becoming aroused as he kissed back, just as bruisingly. Harry nibbled at his lip, drawing blood before licking it off and darting his tongue into Draco's mouth. Harry frantically pulled Draco to his feet, kissing him hard all the while as he unbuttoned clothes and swept them from Draco's body, discarding them on the floor. As trousers and boxers were disposed of, Draco gently pushed Harry off.
'Slow down Harry, we have all night.' Draco glanced at the clock to see it was only 4:30pm but reasoned he and Harry could send for food later – his parents certainly weren't expecting them to show up at any rate. Harry just growled before pulling Draco in the direction of the bathroom.
'Shower.' He mumbled. Draco felt himself grow harder at the thought and allowed himself to be led to the other room. As Harry switched it on and set the temperature, he shoved Draco against the glass door and kissed him hungrily, breaking it off to nibble at his neck. He sank his teeth into the skin there, drawing blood – and a gasp from Draco – and lapping it up before soothing the area with his tongue. He pinched a nipple between his thumb and forefinger, sending a spark of arousal sweeping through Draco as he replaced his fingers with his mouth. He bit the nub, sucking on it, soothing it before biting it again and switching to the other nipple. Draco threw his head back as Harry pulled at his belly button with his teeth before kissing a trail down Draco's abdomen and pausing at his erection. Harry looked up to see Draco with his eyes closed tight and his lip still bleeding. Arousal sweeping through him, Harry leaned forward and took Draco's cock in his mouth with one fell swoop. Draco gasped and Harry chuckled around his mouthful before focusing on his job at hand. He raked his teeth up the penis and nipped at the leaking head gently before taking him whole and sucking hard. Draco buried his hands in Harry's hair as the younger boy sucked and licked at his cock. As he felt himself coming closer to the edge, Harry pulled away and opened the shower door.
'Shower's ready.' He said casually. Draco growled and grabbed Harry's shoulders, pulling him back with him as Draco stepped into the shower. Harry smiled as he was flung against a tiled wall and Draco claimed his lips in a demanding kiss. Tongues came out and teeth clashed as the fought for dominance. Draco won. He pulled back with a triumphant grin as he reached to the shelf behind him and searched for something they could use for lube. He was stopped by Harry. 'No lube.' He said. Draco stared at him dumbly.
'It'll hurt though babe.' Harry nodded.
'I know.' Draco stared at him before kissing Harry softly. He had no idea why Harry didn't want to use lube but he'd respect his wishes. As the kissed, Draco slipped a hand behind them, caressing Harry's arse cheeks and teasing the hole. He slipped a finger into Harry, feeling himself grow even harder at Harry's groan of approval. He slid the finger in and out before adding another and catching Harry's hiss of pain. He paused but soon continued when Harry rocked his hips against them. He scissored them, stretching Harry what little he could before adding another one and thrusting them in and out. Harry bucked his hips wildly, seeking more contact and more pleasure when Draco brushed against his prostate and Harry's moans reverberated off the walls. Draco smiled and leant his forehead against Harry's chest as he continued to move his fingers inside him brushing against his prostate every time. Harry grabbed at Draco's arm to stop him.
'Now.' He growled. Draco smiled and hoisted Harry's legs up so the younger boy could wrap them around his waist. He positioned himself at Harry's entrance, his body tensing as he thought how much this would hurt Harry.
'Harry are you-' Draco lost the ability to breath as Harry shifted his hips and impaled himself on Draco's length. Draco was embedded in a tight and wonderful heat and he felt his knees shake at the intensity of it. He looked at Harry to see how he was coping. The raven-haired boy had his eyes screwed tight and was putting teeth marks in his bottom lip. Draco leant over and took the top lip in his mouth, sucking on it until Harry released his lower lip to kiss Draco properly. As they kissed, Draco pulled out and thrusted back in. Harry pulled back from the kiss.
'Yes...' He hissed. Draco took it as encouragement and pulled back out to plunge back into Harry. Harry closed his eyes as a throaty groan erupted from his throat enticing Draco to move faster. As thrusts were increased in pace and hips jutted forwards to meet them, both lovers found themselves nearing completion. As a last seek for pleasure, Draco put more of Harry's weight on the wall and brought his hand around to grasp Harry's cock. Stroking slowly but firmly, Harry felt his balls tighten and opened his eyes to look in Draco's as he came over the other boy's stomach. The intense look in Harry's eyes and the love shining in them was enough to send Draco over the edge and he came inside his lover forcefully as he screamed out Harry's name. They leant against each other, regaining their breath as their orgasms swept over them and consumed them.
Once he could breath normally, Draco pulled out of his lover and stepped under the shower spray. Watching the cum disappear from his stomach, Draco jumped when he felt Harry's hands attack his hair. He leant back into the touch as Harry thoroughly washed his hair and quickly washed his own. Once the suds had washed down the plug hole, Harry twirled Draco around and kissed him thoroughly. Draco kissed back eagerly; his tongue darting out to meet Harry's and caress it. The need for oxygen became too much and Harry pulled back and rested his head against Draco's.
'Thank you.' He said softly before placing a short kiss on Draco's lips. Draco nodded before turning and switching the water off. They both stepped out the shower and Draco dried himself and Harry down with the towel available. He took his lover by the hand and led him to the bedroom, getting pyjama bottoms out of the drawer and helping Harry step into them. Even though it was still early evening, it had been a trying day and Draco didn't think they'd be up for much more. He slipped into his own bottoms and slid into the bed with Harry. He summoned Kinks and told the elf to bring them a variety of their favourite foods and a good book. Kinks reappeared a few minutes later with a book titled 'Defending the Beasts.' It was a favourite of Draco's as it was set in a magical wood and anything was possible….well as far as the authors imagination stretched anyway. He loved it simply because you could lose yourself in it and forget the world around you. Something Draco wanted Harry to do for the night.
The food was a mixture of fruits and sweets with a few Stay-Hot dishes. Draco thanked the elf and pulled Harry to him. Harry placed his head on Draco's chest and closed his eyes as Draco began to read to him. A few hours later, half the food was gone, the book was finished and Harry was asleep. Draco smiled and placed the book to one side and settled down further in the covers, still holding Harry close to him. He placed a kiss on top of Harry's head and with a whispered 'I love you', closed his eyes and joined Harry in the land of sleep.
A/N There you have it :D Please Review!
(If you want a dedication - tell me and I'll work one in if you feel you deserve one :D)
I'm on holiday next week :D So no update until then :(
I'm really sorry but hopefully this made up for the wait :D
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