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To Love a Nazi

Chapter 5- Reality and Fantasy

Draco's P.O.V.-

I've heard that there is a man who is being passed around. Maybe fucking him would take my mind off this life I forced to live. It may not, but having him at my every command sounds interesting. The man that most of the Nazi army would like to fuck, to only carry out my every wish. I think I may like that.

Listen to my thoughts. I think I may like that? What in the hell is up with me. I don't even know what I want. I can't believe this. Do I really not know what I want? Am I becoming so feeling less that I have to think about what I may like? Good, I don't want to have feelings.

Sometime this week I will go out and take that man. He will be mine. I will not share, why should I? No one will make me share him. If they try to, then I will tell Hitler that they are trying to kill him. Then they will be dead.

Hitler has a new mistress. God, I thought that he loved my father. Now he's fucking a girl every night.

Who can I believe in this messed up world? Nothing is as it seems at first. Is any of this real or is it all in my mind and I'm asleep. Who could dream things like this, only a person with a brain so fucked up that they never truly know where the bounders between reality and fantasy are.