Chapter Twenty – Eight: Harry

Harry's heart was in his throat, beating roughly against his Adam's apple. The only thing keeping him from running back to the safety of his apartment was Draco.

A nearly naked Draco, kneeling on all fours next to him, trusting Harry to look after him.

I will not let him down. After all of this bullshit, I'm going to ravish him and never let him out of my sight again.

Harry took another deep breath and placed one hand on Draco's head, his thumb soothingly rubbing against Draco's hair.

His hair isn't as soft as it used to be … We'll change that together, Draco. You'll be yourself before you know it.

'Master Harry!' a flushed and breathless Selene launched herself along the hallway towards Harry. For a few seconds, Harry thought Selene was about to launch herself into his arms like she did on occasion. Thankfully she spotted Draco, and caught herself mid launch, instead falling to her knees before Harry. Typical Selene fashion, she didn't lower her eyes as she fully knew Harry had been trying to teach her.

Training this girl will be the death of me, the brat that she is. I need to find a dedicated Dom for her…

'You requested me?' Selene finally asked.

'Yes, Selene. I need your help. You know that Draco here is a sub who we liberated from his abusive Dom?'

'Yes, Master Harry.'

'His Dom has returned today, requesting we return Draco to him early. Of course, we aren't going to allow that.' Harry stole a glance at Draco, who had his eyes closed and seemed to be breathing deeply through his nose.

He's so perfect. I will kill Zabini for hurting my Draco.

'We are going to inform him that Draco isn't ready to be returned, and that he may never be. We simply need to convince Blaise to give up on Draco. Will you help us?'

'Of course, I will, Master Harry. What do you need me to do?' Selene asked, her face open and trusting. Harry's heart squeezed in his chest at her trust in him.

'You're going to go in, and just be yourself. I want you to act, and react, however you feel.' Harry explained. Selene was quiet while she processed this. Harry had no doubts that she would want to help him, but a small part of him hoped she would say no, that she would keep herself out of this mess.

'Y- you want me to misbehave, Master Harry?' Selene asked hesitantly.

'Yes, Selene.' Harry said patiently, his heart unsure whether it wanted to swell with pride or drop with disappointment.

'Oh.' Selene said quietly, her eyelashes fluttering. 'If it'll help you, Master Harry, I will.'

'Good girl.' Harry said with a smile. Selene made her customary purr in the back of her throat whenever she was praised.

'Now, go in there, Selene, Mistress Beth is waiting for you.'

'Yes, Master Harry!' Selene exclaimed with a smile, leaping up. She knocked at the door once, shrugged, and walked in boldly.

Harry let out a sigh. Their plan would go much smoother with Selene helping, but he hadn't wanted to involve her. Draco seemed to sense Harry's mood and moved his head slightly to nuzzle Harry's hand.

'I hope this works, Draco. I don't want to see anyone get hurt.' Harry murmured. Draco stayed silent, but Harry understood. Before Harry could say anything more, there was a scream from behind the door. A furious rage built up within Harry and he strode forward.

'Draco, follow.' He ordered as he turned the doorhandle, leaving the door wide open for Draco.

'What is going on here?' Harry demanded of the people within the room.

'Potter?' Zabini exclaimed in shock. 'What are you doing-?'

'This is MY property, Zabini. I have more right to be here than you.' Harry snarled. His eyes strayed to find Selene on the floor in an unmoving heap with Mistress Beth kneeling next to her, wand out and murmuring.

'What. Did. You. Do. Zabini.' Harry growled. Zabini stood up straighter and moved across the room to face Harry, even though he was shorter by a good inch.

'I have come to collect my little plaything.' Zabini growled. 'You are not going to stop me.'

'The week isn't up. By making this decision you forfeit your right to a refund-'

'I don't give a rats arse about the fucking refund. It was his money anyway.' Zabini said dismissively. Harry felt his anger growing as Zabini continued. 'I want him back. Today. Now.' Zabini's eyes zeroed in on the blonde behind Harry.

'Why is the fuck slut clothed?' Zabini nearly screamed.

'Because. He's. Human.' Harry said, voice low. Zabini's eyes flitted around the room and settled back on Harry's livid face.

'You will not get him back. Ever. He is mine.' Harry growled. Zabini opened his mouth angrily to protest, but Harry cut him off. 'No. You will not get him back.' Harry made a motion with his hand and Zabini was flung back against the wall.

'Get. The. Fuck. Out.' Harry growled, standing next to Draco. He watched as Zabini stood shakily.

'I collared him, Potter. He's mine.' Zabini managed.

'Draco. Stand.' Harry said. Even though his blazing eyes were fixed on Zabini, Harry still watched Draco out the corner of his eye and couldn't help but notice how perfectly graceful Draco was as he stood. Harry placed one finger under Draco's chin and lifted his face so his perfect, slender neck could be easily seen. Zabini's mouth opened with an audible pop.

'What? B – but how-?'

'Zabini, I defeated Voldemort when I was fifteen. One more fucking Horcrux isn't going to stop me now.' Harry said to the pale boy. 'So. Get. The fuck. Out. NOW!'

Harry watched with an angry satisfaction as Zabini sprinted out of the room. Once he was sure that Zabini had enough time to leave the premises, he turned back to the room and rushed to Selene, who was sitting up and staring at Harry with wide eyes.

'Selene are you alright?' Harry asked softly reaching out for her. He was surprised when she flinched away from his touch, snuggling instead into Mistress Beth's arms. Harry glanced at Mistress Beth, who shook her head.

'I'll tell you later. Go spend some time with Draco. Selene will be fine with me.' She murmured. Harry nodded.

'I'll see you later, Selene. I'm so proud of you.' Harry said softly, before he turned back to Draco. Taking Draco's hand, he led them out of the room and back to his apartment.