Totally F'ed
Draco was sitting in Beto's study, waiting for his father to arrive. It had been two days since Toni was kidnapped, and Tony Cortalioni had a constant watch on everyone who attended the performance. The Cortalioni family had not been seen since the kidnapping, but Tony was still leading the search for his son.
Blaise had volunteered to help his Uncle in the search, while Draco was working with the team trying to find clues at the theatre. They had searched Toni's dressing room and found nothing but a rose in the garbage. Draco had mentally sneered at Toni for thinking he was above tokens of affections. Now, after sweeping the entire building and finding nothing, Draco was waiting for his father.
When Draco called Lucius the night of the kidnapping, his father had paled at the news of Toni's scar. He had ordered Draco to stay, and said he would give him more information once he had everything prepared. Draco had been confused but trusted his father. He knew the Lucius would tell him everyone once he arrived, so he wasn't worried. He was more curious about what Lucius had to prepare.
The fireplace flared, turning green and snapped Draco out of his thoughts. When Lucius stepped out of the flames, Draco hurried forward and bowed his head to his father.
"Hello Father, how have you been these last few days?"
Lucius Malfoy stepped forward and nodded his head to his son before sitting in an armchair. "Well, son, in a few moments, we will have others joining us for this conversation, so have a seat and wait." Draco sat and waited for the other guests to arrive, as his father instructed.
When the fireplace flared again, Draco watched as Albus Dumbledore, Minerva McGonagall, and Severus Snape walked through. Draco stood and bowed to the Headmaster before retaking his seat. Sending his father an enquiring look, he sat back to listen. Pleasantries were traded around before Lucius regarded his son once more.
"Draco, two days ago you asked about a boy with a lightning bolt scar on his forehead. This aroused my curiosity, and I asked if you had met him. You briefly told me about Toni Cortalioni, and his mysterious scar. Upon hearing this, I reported to Dumbledore and after talking with several members of the Order of the Phoenix, we thought it would be prudent to come and meet this boy." As Lucius finished and leaned back, Dumbledore took over.
"Yes my dear boy, we were hoping that you could arrange a meeting for us. If your father's suspicions are correct then I think we finally found what we have been searching for, for a very long time." Draco had not told his father about the kidnapping, and was wondering how best to tell the entire group. He was saved however when Beto spoke.
"I'm sorry sir, but that is not possible. Even under normal circumstances, to request a meeting with Toni Cortalioni, you would need to seek approval with his father and undergo a security check before even approaching the boy." He stated while he stepped towards the bar and made himself a drink. "Sorry, I would offer you a drink but I know neither who you are nor why you are in my home." He stated.
"Ah yes, terribly sorry Lord Zabini. I am Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. My associates and I have come here to enquire about Young Toni Cortalioni."
"Why do you need the Cortalioni heir?" Beto questioned. Draco had grown used to the cheerful and easygoing aura that Beto usually gave off. He was even used to the hurried and stressed Beto of the last few days, but the hard and cold Beto in front of him was new.
"We believe him to be someone we have been looking for." Dumbledore answered.
"Stay here and don't leave this room." Beto commanded before he left.
Draco knew something was important about Toni, but he could not figure out what. Dumbledore looked cheerful that he would get his meeting with Toni, Minerva looked like she was thinking about something, and his father and Severus had blank masks.
After ten minutes of silence the doors to the study opened and Beto and four guards stepped in. "Follow the guards and listen to everything they tell you. Draco come with me." Draco stood and walked toward Beto and was led out of the room. He was pulled into the sitting room and thrown into the couch.
"Why did you bring that group into my home? What have you told them?" he asked
"Nothing! I told them nothing. I fire-called my father a couple days ago asking about something I heard and then he arrived today with that group, without an explanation." He explained. Draco could feel the angry pulses of magic radiating from Beto, and knew only the truth would keep him out of trouble. "I saw the Toni had a lightning bolt scar on his forehead, and I remember my father mentioning someone with that scar. I asked him about that boy he used to talk about and he told me to expect him today to explain."
"Cortalioni is not happy. We are going with that group to go speak with him now. Come, we need to get to the car." Draco followed the Zabini Head outside and into the waiting car. They drove for nearly fifteen minutes when they finally pulled up to a rusty gate and a broken vine covered stone fence. The guards stepped out and scanned the car they were following before allowing them entrance. Inside the gate was another world. The gardens were lush and there was a fountain. It looked nothing like the broken wall outside, and the large three-floored house in front of them was pure white, with a heavy double oak door.
The guards approached the first car and escorted the occupants out. Draco saw his father and the Hogwarts staff being led by a guard each. Their wands had been confiscated and were being told that they would see the Cortalioni Head, but they were not to try to leave the room, touch the Cortalioni Head, or try to reclaim their wands. If they disobeyed then the guards would not hesitate to fire spells at them.
Draco followed the group inside, while Beto walked two steps behind him. They were lead into sitting room, that was decorated with earth tones and told to wait. Five minutes later, the doors opened and four more guards entered, followed by Tony Cortalioni and his two daughters. The three sat in the armchairs facing the fire and waited. Draco noticed Cortalioni evaluating each guest, while his daughters had their hands lightly placed on their wands. Finally, Cortalioni spoke
"I have been told that this group has been asking for an audience with my son." Dumbledore spoke to answer the unasked question of 'Why'.
"Yes, we have been searching for someone for many years now. When we heard information of your son's appearance, we thought he may be the person we are looking for."
"I see." Cortalioni waved his hand, and instantly a guard stepped forward with a drink. His daughters were brought tea, and the trio exchanged looks in a silent conversation, before he spoke again, "Who is this person you seek?"
"Harry Potter."
"Harry Potter?" Cortalioni raised a single eyebrow. "I heard that he was killed. Surely you are not searching for a dead body."
"Harry Potter was taken from his Aunt's house years ago. When we discovered this, we have been searching for him ever since. We know he is not dead, because he is sent a Hogwarts letter every year." Dumbledore explained.
"When was he taken?" Cortalioni seemed to be interested in this piece of information.
"Five years ago. When we did not receive a reply to his first Hogwarts letter, we sent someone to his home, and discovered him gone." Draco watched as Cortalioni masked the flash of anger that appeared. In an instant his face was once again blank.
"Am I to understand that you believe my son to be this Harry Potter you are searching for?"
"Yes, we have been told he has black hair, green eyes, and a lightning bolt scar. That is the perfect description of Harry Potter." Dumbledore seemed to be excited that Cortalioni was not denying the claim.
Cortalioni was silent for a few minutes before he spoke. "My son is not Harry Potter, He is Antonio Cortalioni the sixth and I have raised him most of his life. Ask my daughters, they helped raise him. My family has dark hair as you can see, and he got his eye colour from his mother, who is unfortunately not with us anymore. The scar on his forehead was obtained in an accident. You have obviously made a mistake." Cortalioni explained.
"If we could just see the boy-" Dumbledore voiced.
"That is not possible at the moment." Cortalioni answered.
"Is your heir so high and mighty that he cannot find it fit to visit with such commoners." Snape finally spoke up. At his words the guards tensed and the Cortalioni women hissed.
"My heir is not an arrogant fool like you. He does not believe himself high and mighty. You would do well to never insult my son in my presence again, or you may find yourself unable to walk out of my home. As for his inability to see you, that is a family matter." That said Cortalioni and his daughters rose and left the room.
"Draco, do you know why we cannot see the young Cortalioni?" his father asked. Draco knew that he probably should tell his father but the sight of the guards warned him that to tell would be a very bad experience.
"I do father, but I am not at liberty to tell others." Beto rose and led everyone out of the house. Once back in their cars they were driven back to the Zabini Residence, and sent on their way. Draco remained to continue to help with the search, or as he told his father, to finish his vacation.
Another two days passed in the search for Toni when Draco found himself sitting down for lunch. Blaise was sitting across from him and Beto was absent. They were just finished dessert when Beto's voice rang through the house. "THEY FOUND HIM!"
Blaise and Draco leapt to their feet and ran to the entrance hall to see Bella and Beto talking to some guards. Turning around Beto spotted the boys and gave out instruction quickly. "Stay here with Bella. This is too dangerous for untrained teenagers to help." That said he whispered from hurried words to his daughter and left with the guards.
Bella led them to the sitting room and stared at the fire. She had a worried expression on her face and seemed to be debating something. "Bella, what's wrong?" Blaise finally asked.
"The rose. If only we looked into that rose more…" She whispered to no one.
"The rose he threw away?" Draco asked. "How would a fans token be of any help to finding him?"
"That's the thing. Normally if he got anything from a fan or admirer he would keep it. We knew something was off when we found the rose in the garbage, but we couldn't place it. Then yesterday they received a ransom note and it finally clicked. The rose was a clue. If we looked into it, we would have found his kidnapper right away." She whispered again.
"How so?" Blaise spoke.
"Only one person has ever sent him a red rose. Everyone else knows that he loves moon orchids, so that's what he usually gets. A red rose is only sent from Salvo Moretti."
"Who is Salvo Moretti?" Blaise again.
"He is a musician in his last year at Lombardi. He has been trying to court Toni for two years now, but has been refused. He used to send Toni a red rose every week, for three months, before Cortalioni threatened him."
"So you think This Moretti character has kidnapped Toni?" Draco asked.
"We know. The ransom note said that they would only return Toni alive, if Cortalioni agreed to write a marriage contract between Salvo and Toni." She spoke before she burst into tears.
Blaise went other side to comfort her. Draco sat in his chair contemplating everything he learned. He didn't have enough information to properly form an opinion on this matter. In Britain he knew a few families that had been forced to marry their child off after a kidnapping, but wasn't sure how that differed from Italy.
Toni closed his eyes tightly as he felt Salvo trailing one hand up and down his side. He didn't want this. He didn't want Salvo touching him intimately. He just wanted to be found, or to escape so he could curse the bastard. Was it too much to ask for an escape plan to fall into his lap so he could kick the shit out of this pervert?
It had been the same for the last few days. Salvo would enter and remove his gag. He would force feed Toni, and then clean him up. Once that was done, he would spend 'private' time with the young heir. Salvo liked to kiss him and leave marks all over his neck and chest. No matter how much Toni pleaded Salvo never stopped until he left a significant amount of hickies across his torso.
He never went further, which relieved Toni to no end, but he still felt dirty after Salvo's visits. The first night Salvo had stripped him of his cloak, and shirt, so that every time he looked down he saw his handiwork, displayed proudly on the young heir's chest. He would stroke each mark and kiss them before leaving for a few hours. The same process would repeat for lunch and dinner.
Toni was only allowed to the bathroom twice a day. He was escorted by some of Salvatore's minions and watched the entire time he was in the bathroom. On the walk there his legs would be unbound, and in the bathroom they would unbind his arms, but first bind his legs to the side of the stall. They thought of almost everything to prevent him escaping. They had placed a magic restraining bracelet on his wrist and had at least three henchmen stationed around in case he attacked.
Once he was done, he would be bound to the chair and left to wait for Salvo. At night he barely slept, and during the day could do nothing but glare. He knew that his father and men, were searching everywhere for him, but their chances of finding him were slim unless they found that rose.
Toni figured that if he wasn't found in another day than he would escape himself. The bracelet was made for a wizard for normal levels of power. Toni did not have a normal amount of magic. As soon as it was placed on him, he directed the magic that could not be restrained to slowly eat away at it. It was almost done, and he just needed Salvo to unbind his arms so he could act.
Seeing Salvo enter he knew he should start his plan. When he sat down and removed the gag he finally spoke non-harsh words to the bigger boy. "Salvo, I would like to feed myself today. I promise to eat everything and not attack you." Toni never lied. It was something he learned at the Dursley's, and carried to the Cortalioni household.
He watched as Salvo considered his words and finally responded. "I will un-tie one arm and you can use that to eat." He said. He removed the binds from his left arm, and lifted the tray so he could reach the food. Toni slowly ate the food and looked at Salvo the entire time. When he finished Salvo sat the tray down and went to bind his arm again but he spoke up.
"Please don't. I want to feel you today during private time."
Salvo shot him a surprised look at his request, but quickly agreed. Salvo leaned forward and started kissing him, and for the first time since he was kidnapped, Toni responded. He raised his arm and ran his fingers through Salvo's hair and caressed his neck the entire time. When Salvo finally pulled away to leave he looked ecstatic at the smaller boys actions. Quickly Salvo bound his arm again and left the room with a happy smile on his face.
The same process repeated for dinner and Salvo could not have been more pleased with himself. Toni felt bad for misleading the boy, but that was overruled by his determination to escape. Besides, the boy had kidnapped him, and was trying to force him to get married.
The next morning for breakfast, Toni asked if both his arms could be un-tied. Salvo happily agreed and they repeated the same actions as the night before. When Salvo left, Toni closely watched the door to count the number of guards outside.
During breakfast and dinner, there was the largest amount of men guarding him. He figured it was because during the day, more minions were needed for nefarious tasks, or they believed he wouldn't try to escape during the daylight. When lunch came, Salvo didn't even wait before releasing Toni arms and letting him eat. Once he placed the tray down, he straddled Toni and began kissing him again.
Toni brought his hands under Salvos shirt, and used his nails to scratch down the other boys back, and felt the shivers he caused. He brought one hand up to massage Salvo's neck, and placed the other on the boys stomach. He used his thumb to rub small circles on Salvos stomach and slowly lowered his hand. Salvo was so distracted that when felt the hand leaving his neck and running up his thigh he only moaned. He started kissing with more passion and only felt the sensation of Toni's hand slithering into his pocket. When he started grinding his hips down, Toni wrapped both his arms around the boy and pulled his closer.
Seeing that Salvo was properly distracted, he raised a hand and guided Salvo to his neck. The boy eagerly began biting and licking and didn't hear Toni as he began casting spells quietly. He had one arm around Salvos waist, using the wand and the other pining Salvo against his chest and neck. He quickly released the ropes binding his legs, and waist to the chair to the chair, and banished them. He cast a recording charm and brought salvo up again to kiss him. He began moaning into Salvo's mouth and that only spurred the other boy on. Pulling away from the kiss he leaned his head back and pretended to breath in short breaths while using another spell to project that sound into the hall for the guard to hear.
Once he finished and Salvo was still distracted attacking his chest he readied himself and pushed the other boy off. Salvo stumbled back, fell, and gave Toni a confused look, before he raised the wand and stunned the boy. He proceeded to bind Salvo to the chair and gag him before cancelling the sound spell and making noise, as if salvo were finished. He observed Salvo enough to mimic him properly.
He positioned himself by the door and knocked twice to let the guard know he was ready to leave. When the guard opened the door, he stunned him and pulled him inside the room. Looking for any more guards, and finding none, he took the guard's keys and wand, and locked him in with Salvo.
Toni didn't know the layout of this prison, so he carefully and silently manoeuvred around the hallways and doors. He discovered that he had been kept in a small corner of the basement; just off from the wine cellar, and proceeded to move between the wine shelves and boxes. He heard some hurried footsteps above, and some scuffling, but decided it wasn't important until he got to the top of the stairs.
When the noises stopped, he slowly ascended the stairs and stopped at the door. When he still didn't hear anything, he turned the handle and silently opened the door a fraction to peek out. Seeing no one in the hall he opened the door wide enough to poke his head out and searched for cameras. Seeing none, he stepped out and walked along the wall down the hall.
He had just rounded a corner when the door in front of him opened. Toni swore before the person stepped out and he came face to face with his father. "Papa?" he said quietly.
"TONI!" his Papa yelled before he was being crushed in his father's strong arms.
"Dad. I'm feeling glad to see you, but I need to breath." He said into his Papa's chest.
Tony pulled away from his son and finally noticed the bruised lips and cheek, and bites across his sons' neck and chest, and saw red.
"What did those BASTARDS do to you?" he raged. Toni placed a comforting hand on his father's arm before speaking.
"Papa, it's okay. I managed to get Salvos wand and subdue him and the guard. They're locked up downstairs." He saw the small gleam of pride in his father's eye before he spoke.
"I'm proud of you son, but how did you escape?"
"Um. . ." Toni's face began to heat up as he was placed under his father's calculating gaze. "Well I did as you taught me, and improvised with the tools I was given." That was a safe answer right? He wouldn't have to tell his father that he made out with Salvo and seduced him into giving up his wand.
Seeing his son's embarrassed face, Tony decided to let the matter drop. "I'm proud of you son, but let's get out of here and I will tell you of how I came to be here."
Toni followed his father outside, where a guard gave him a sweater to cover himself. He was ushered into a car and taken away, while his father supervised the round up of the kidnappers with the Italian wizard squad. Once he got home he was smothered by his sisters, and finally allowed to shower and change.
When his papa arrived home, he told Toni of how they got the ransom note form Salvatore, the night before, they instantly began searching all the Moretti residences. When they turned up nothing, they began contemplating a marriage contract, when Beto said one his charges suggested checking the properties under Salvo's mothers name. When a scout reported back, that in one of the Tutor houses they were searching, they spotted Salvatore and Salvo.
He assembled his men and just after breakfast they attacked the house. After a quick fight, Salvatore was restrained and they began looking for Toni. His Papa had been on his way to organize a party to search the basement when he had run into Toni, and the whole ordeal was over. Toni had quickly suggested they go to Beto's Manor and properly thank the person who suggested searching the other residences. Tony agreed and after a small family dinner, they changed and left.
Beto had returned home mid afternoon, and informed the teenagers that Toni had been rescued. After they discovered who took them they searched all the Moretti residences and buildings and found nothing. When he returned in the early hours of the morning and saw Draco in the sitting room, he told him of the situation, and Draco suggested they check the mother's residences. Beto had latched onto the idea, and informed Cortalioni right away. They sent out scout parties and during breakfast when word of Salvatore being spotted came back, he had been overjoyed.
Now Beto and the teenagers were relaxing in the recreation room, when a house elf popped in. "Sorry to disturb you Master Beto, but Tizzy is here to inform you that Master Cortalioni, Young Master Cortalioni and Mistresses Cortalioni is in the entrance hall."
"Thank you Tizzy, if you could please escort them. . ." Before he could finish the doors to the recreation room opened and admitted the Cortalioni family.
"No worries Beto, were here already. Thank you Tizzy for telling us where to find them." Tony Cortalioni turned his attention from the elf to Beto. "Ah, Beto. I dare say that you may be growing sick of seeing my face, with how much time you have spent in my presence these last few days."
Beto laughed before greeting the Cortalioni Head. "Never Tony, if I haven't gotten sick of it by now, than I fear I may never get the opportunity." He then turned to the rest of the family. "Miss Annalisa, and Miss Emilia, a pleasure to see you again and might I say you are both as beautiful as ever. Master Toni, I am pleased to see your safe return. I hope that Salvo did not do anything too unpleasant while you were held captive."
Draco watched as Toni blushed deeply at the mention of being in Salvos captivity. He regarded the young heir further to see a bruised cheek and red bite marks running down his neck. Remembering that Bella, told him that Salvo was obsessed with Toni, he starting putting the pieces together. Seeing that Toni was here and not hiding in some corner crying, he figured that Salvo didn't progress to far.
"Thank you Beto, I appreciate your concern and in your debt for all the time and effort you placed in the search for me." Seeing his father going to the bar and his sisters moving to speak with Bella, he continued on. "I am here actually to meet your guest, that made the suggestion, which resulted in my finding."
Beto smiled and led him over to Blaise and Draco at the chess table. "Toni I would like to introduce my nephew Blaise, and his friend Draco. Draco was the one to make the suggestion." Draco saw the spark of recognition in the boys face and leaned forward.
"It is nice to see you again Mr. Zabini, Mr Malfoy. I would like to extend my gratitude to you Mr. Malfoy for the wonderful suggestion that resulted in my rescue. I am indebted to you, and cannot say Thank you enough." Draco quickly stood and stepped away from the young heir. He was still sore about last year and how this arrogant prat seemed to have forgotten the entire incident.
"Yes well I'm glad that you only show manners when someone saves your life. Then again why does a Hero need to have manners when everyone worships them. Save your gratitude Potter I don't need it." After saying his bit and sneering, Draco turned and left the room, ignoring the stunned expression on everyone's face.
Draco walked away from the recreation room, and walked quickly to his room. He had not meant to call the Cortalioni heir Potter, in fact he hardly believed that the actor could be the Saviour, but he knew that sometimes his mouth worked against him. Berating himself for saying such things, he flopped on his bed and buried his head, under his pillow.
Down in the recreation room, the Cortalioni's were having a fierce debate. Beto had escorted Bella, and Blaise out of the room, to give the family privacy, while secretly hoping that Tony would not demand Draco be punished for his words. One Cortalioni upset was bad enough to deal with, but seeing the looks of murder on Annalisa, and Emilia's faces, did not bode well for the Malfoy boy.
Toni had questioned his father on how that boy knew whom he originally was, and was told the tale of the British guests. Tony wanted to oblivate the others and hurt the Malfoy heir, Annalisa suggested that Harry go to Hogwarts, and Emilia wanted to take Toni back to Russia and keep him safe. Toni was silent as he filed, all the information he learned about the guests, in his mind.
Finally, after half an hour, Tony caved and decided Toni would go to Hogwarts, but have a heavy guard at all times and that Annalisa would check up on him bi-weekly. Toni would finish the last two months at Lombardi and then transfer to Hogwarts for September first. Toni agreed, on the condition he be allowed to take the A.A.W.T's (Advanced Arts Wizardry Tests) during the summer. Settling on a game plan the family took their leave and returned home.
The story will pick up after this.
Thank you to PeruvianDarkness for the beta
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