Pairing: HP/LM
Rating: R
Warning: Slash, angst, M/M, Mpreg
Disclaimer: all characters from Harry Potter belong to JK Rowling and Warner Brothers. I'm just an obsessed maniac who is also an insomniac thanks to the voices in her head.
Archived: ask please
Feedback: Desperately needed.
A/N: Hey guys, to make up for the shortness of the last chapter as well as the late update, I'm giving you two! Hehe. Don't you love me now?? Again, thanks to Linda and Lillian who betaed this chapter. Oh, warning, bad, bad cliffie! Don't kill me!! * Ducks behind computer * Linda already wants to, so you all will just have to get in line! Enjoy!!!
Flashback, Harry's POV
I'm going outside! I'm going outside! Ok. Cool it. Grrr. I'm acting like a bloody six year old but Merlin! I'm getting out of this room! Focusing on that thought alone, I refuse to let my mind wander to what Malfoy had revealed to me. I've been feeling a little awkward, especially after Malfoy went on about how he felt about me Waz, not me! He'd have kittens if he felt that way about Harry Potter! and how he knew I would never be able to repeat this to anyone because I was just an animal. Thus, I'm only allowing my runaway mind to focus on the one fact that I am finally going to get out of here! Not that I haven't been treated well or anything but being trapped in a room for a week is not something I particularly enjoy given my past history.
Also, going out means there is a chance of me escaping Malfoy. He had mentioned Voldie knowing I was missing therefore the order must know as well and Dumbledore must be looking for me. Sneakily, my traitorous mind wondered if running away from Malfoy was what I wanted to do. Grrr, I wonder if it is possible to obliviate certain parts of your brain functions. Remembering Lockhart though, I quickly chuck the idea out of my mind.
A collar!! Who does he think he is! Well, obviously he thinks he is my master but a collar! Granted it is a beautiful collar and expensive to boot. Seeing that he is Malfoy, I wouldn't expect anything less. But come on, a magical collar! It is as if the sneaky bastard knew who I was as with the collar on I would be unable to run away not to mention be totally defenseless and won't be able to change back into my human form! Grrr. Ok, that's it, I've been in my animagus form for too long. I'm starting to get all bestial here, growling at almost everything. And I really really want to kill my brain now for feeling slightly relieved that the decision to run away has been taken out of my hands. Oh Merlin, someone help me, I just want to go home.
Snap! And the collar is locked around my neck like a hangman's noose. Sigh. St. Mungo's better have a padded room prepared for me when I get out because I'm going to admit myself for enjoying the thought that I bear his ownership mark! Ok, well, its time to look at the bright side of things. Maybe we'll run into Snape or Dumbledore or someone who might recognize me and be able to save me. I will not go there, I will not go there! I will not even think about the part of me that's wishing that will not happen! I want to be rescued. I WANT TO BE RESCUED! * pant pant pant * Malfoy's looking at me all funny now, Yes, think it's because of the collar. Yes, the collar is too tight. Take it off. I will him to understand me. Unfortunately, he just looks down at me, rubs behind my ears, * oohhhh niiiice purrrrrrrr * Stop it! Stop it! Bloody hell! and tells me he'll take care of me and I shouldn't be worried. Sigh.
This time, when he apparates with me, I am conscious enough to feel the slight displacement of air, as if I was sucked into a vacuum and then pushed out into the world again. The sights and sounds of Diagon Alley hit me like a ten-ton brick. After being kept in the recovery room in Malfoy's menagerie, the noise and the sheer number of people bustling about made my hackles stand and I growl slightly again. Seeing this, people move aside and a clear space forms around us. Whether it's because I look menacing or the fact that Malfoy is back to looking aloof and arrogant again, I have no idea.
Taking a leisurely look around, I'm strangely unhappy that I'm out in public again, However, my musings are cut short as I feel the magical tug from my collar and I realize that Malfoy had already gone on ahead, walking towards Knockturn Alley. Wonderful. Sighing inwardly, I follow.
After several stops at different ambiguous establishments for want of a better word, Malfoy bends down and holds my collar, signaling the fact that we are apparating somewhere else again.
Looking up when we reach the destination, I am shocked to realize I recognize where we are! Malfoy brought me to Hogwarts! Torn now, I strain to run ahead to safety but again the voice in me speaks up saying I've been safe all this while with Malfoy. Ah, confusion is a state I'm starting to get used to. Unable to do anything else, as well as unsure as to what I want to do, I follow Malfoy as he walks up the grounds and leads me to, of all places, Dumbledore's office.
Rating: R
Warning: Slash, angst, M/M, Mpreg
Disclaimer: all characters from Harry Potter belong to JK Rowling and Warner Brothers. I'm just an obsessed maniac who is also an insomniac thanks to the voices in her head.
Archived: ask please
Feedback: Desperately needed.
A/N: Hey guys, to make up for the shortness of the last chapter as well as the late update, I'm giving you two! Hehe. Don't you love me now?? Again, thanks to Linda and Lillian who betaed this chapter. Oh, warning, bad, bad cliffie! Don't kill me!! * Ducks behind computer * Linda already wants to, so you all will just have to get in line! Enjoy!!!
Flashback, Harry's POV
I'm going outside! I'm going outside! Ok. Cool it. Grrr. I'm acting like a bloody six year old but Merlin! I'm getting out of this room! Focusing on that thought alone, I refuse to let my mind wander to what Malfoy had revealed to me. I've been feeling a little awkward, especially after Malfoy went on about how he felt about me Waz, not me! He'd have kittens if he felt that way about Harry Potter! and how he knew I would never be able to repeat this to anyone because I was just an animal. Thus, I'm only allowing my runaway mind to focus on the one fact that I am finally going to get out of here! Not that I haven't been treated well or anything but being trapped in a room for a week is not something I particularly enjoy given my past history.
Also, going out means there is a chance of me escaping Malfoy. He had mentioned Voldie knowing I was missing therefore the order must know as well and Dumbledore must be looking for me. Sneakily, my traitorous mind wondered if running away from Malfoy was what I wanted to do. Grrr, I wonder if it is possible to obliviate certain parts of your brain functions. Remembering Lockhart though, I quickly chuck the idea out of my mind.
A collar!! Who does he think he is! Well, obviously he thinks he is my master but a collar! Granted it is a beautiful collar and expensive to boot. Seeing that he is Malfoy, I wouldn't expect anything less. But come on, a magical collar! It is as if the sneaky bastard knew who I was as with the collar on I would be unable to run away not to mention be totally defenseless and won't be able to change back into my human form! Grrr. Ok, that's it, I've been in my animagus form for too long. I'm starting to get all bestial here, growling at almost everything. And I really really want to kill my brain now for feeling slightly relieved that the decision to run away has been taken out of my hands. Oh Merlin, someone help me, I just want to go home.
Snap! And the collar is locked around my neck like a hangman's noose. Sigh. St. Mungo's better have a padded room prepared for me when I get out because I'm going to admit myself for enjoying the thought that I bear his ownership mark! Ok, well, its time to look at the bright side of things. Maybe we'll run into Snape or Dumbledore or someone who might recognize me and be able to save me. I will not go there, I will not go there! I will not even think about the part of me that's wishing that will not happen! I want to be rescued. I WANT TO BE RESCUED! * pant pant pant * Malfoy's looking at me all funny now, Yes, think it's because of the collar. Yes, the collar is too tight. Take it off. I will him to understand me. Unfortunately, he just looks down at me, rubs behind my ears, * oohhhh niiiice purrrrrrrr * Stop it! Stop it! Bloody hell! and tells me he'll take care of me and I shouldn't be worried. Sigh.
This time, when he apparates with me, I am conscious enough to feel the slight displacement of air, as if I was sucked into a vacuum and then pushed out into the world again. The sights and sounds of Diagon Alley hit me like a ten-ton brick. After being kept in the recovery room in Malfoy's menagerie, the noise and the sheer number of people bustling about made my hackles stand and I growl slightly again. Seeing this, people move aside and a clear space forms around us. Whether it's because I look menacing or the fact that Malfoy is back to looking aloof and arrogant again, I have no idea.
Taking a leisurely look around, I'm strangely unhappy that I'm out in public again, However, my musings are cut short as I feel the magical tug from my collar and I realize that Malfoy had already gone on ahead, walking towards Knockturn Alley. Wonderful. Sighing inwardly, I follow.
After several stops at different ambiguous establishments for want of a better word, Malfoy bends down and holds my collar, signaling the fact that we are apparating somewhere else again.
Looking up when we reach the destination, I am shocked to realize I recognize where we are! Malfoy brought me to Hogwarts! Torn now, I strain to run ahead to safety but again the voice in me speaks up saying I've been safe all this while with Malfoy. Ah, confusion is a state I'm starting to get used to. Unable to do anything else, as well as unsure as to what I want to do, I follow Malfoy as he walks up the grounds and leads me to, of all places, Dumbledore's office.
