Hey! I'm back again with the fifth installment of... (A booming deep voice echoes over your speakers) "Harry Potter and the Malfoy curse!" (Pen Giggles) Hiya folks I'm in a freaky mood today! ^__^;; So sit back and enjoy what my brain comes up with while it's on Twix and grape juice!
OoO I am so sorry! My writing was at an all time low this month! And I hope you can forgive me for taking so long in posting this chapter!!
A/N: I'm just going to tell you right now I hate incorporating original characters into a story based fiction and yet I can't explain everything without putting him in here.
(This is a song fic chapter! I love these things!)
Tittle: Harry Potter and the Malfoy curse
Thoughts will be seen as //thus// conversation as "always" and infuses will be Capitalizes AS SO
Warnings: original character, Draco torture, and NC-17 rated themes
Ratting: R (sorry no juicy stuff yet)
(This is a flash back to when Draco was 11 and he was going out with a Muggle boy 15 named Jacob. This is his first love. For the purpose of this story Draco had no real contact with his father and was brought up by underlings. Taught what he needed to know about manners and told to hate Muggles and mudbloods, but Draco was somewhat of a rebel and didn't really hate them not truly, not until...)
Gotta READ the story to find out the rest
Chapter five: lost and found
I try to breathe
Memories overtaking me
I try to face them but
The thought is too
Much to conceive
*~*~*~*~*
//Two figures were outlined by the setting sun, one knelt above the other his head slowly decreasing the space between their lips, he stopped just above the other boys lips and whispered, his warm breath eliciting a shiver from the pureblood beneath him.
"How long are you going to be with me?"
Draco cracked open one silver eye and scanned the face hovering above his. Brown hair blue eyes, the most beautiful combination in the world. "I will be with you as long as you are with me."
The brunet rolled his eyes and landed a soft kiss on Malfoy's thin lips. "That is all the answer I shall ever get from you, isn't it? My mysterious Draco."
Draco smiled as the boy above him began to sit up. "That is all the answer you shall get until I can fulfill my promise." Draco quickly shot forward and took the boys lips, snaking his arms around to the back of the brunet's head and kissing him with all he possessed.
The Brunet was taken by surprise and moaned; his arms going up to Draco's back and slipping under the loose sweater. Draco shivered and let his own hand begin to wander down a warm arm.
He was suddenly pushed away his back hitting the ground and his body no longer touched. He closed his eyes and cursed to himself. "Why not now? Why can't we do it now!"
"Not yet, you are only ten years old, too young, you haven't even gone through puberty!" The brunet got to his feet shaking his head as he dusted off his jeans. Draco jumped to his feet and glared at his boyfriend. "Jacob, you lost your virginity when you where ten!"
"Yes well, I don't want to make love to a boy. I want to make love to a deep throated, I mean deep voiced man!" Jacob chuckled and dodged Draco's play punch
Draco scowled at his love; frustration running threw his body. "You git, you may be fifteen but you have no right to deny me my honor."
"Your honor what's so honorable about getting some?"
"You know well that I made a promise and a Malfoy never breaks a promise!"
"You mean that little promise you made about making love to me?" Jacob began walking backwards so that he could taunt Draco face to face.
"Yes, that one." Draco enjoyed watching Jacob and he smiled when he saw the tree straight behind him. Jacob noticed the smile and sidestepped what he knew must be behind him never taking his eyes off Draco's. "I avoided that easily" Draco just smiled. Jacob narrowed his eyes, and suddenly he fell sprawling spread eagle on the ground. "What where did that come from?" Jacob shivered when he felt the pressure of the slight body across his length, and looked up into silver almost transparent eyes, what did that say for his soul? Fingers began to play with his hair and at the same time another hand forced its way under his shirt.
"Draco, why must you be so bad when you've been so good up to now? When I tell you no I mean it." Despite Jacob's words, the brunet rose to catch the silver eyed demon's lips.
"It's my eleventh birthday, and I'm tired of being good." Draco Growled into Jacobs slowly opening lips. Jacob smiled against Draco. "what do you want for your birthday?" Draco grinned evilly. "I want a plaque"
"Why ever would you want that?"
Draco growled and kissed Jacob once before he responded. "So that I can place it next to this stump engraved with the words 'promise fulfilled'."
Jacob chuckled, "You are a cocky bastard!"
Draco's hand moved down to Jacob's waistband. "It's about time you realized that!" Jacob stilled Draco's hand with his own. "But I did say no." His blue eyes echoing his plea.
Draco sighed deeply and rolled away. Jacob stared at him. "You..."
"Stopped? Yeah well, you said no three times." Draco searched around and found Jacobs's hand then he curled it into his own. Jacob made a little squeak and pressed up onto Draco's side. "You're the first to stop"
Draco blinked, "There have been others?" Jacob kissed Draco's cheek. "Never when I was with you." Draco sat up and frowned down at his love. "I already know you would never cheat on me... but Jacob... no one ever forced you did they?" Jacob rolled his eyes and shifted uncomfortably. "I wasn't raped."
Draco stared in horror at Jacob. "But, you didn't want to and they made you anyway?" Jacob shrugged and looked down at his lap. "But it felt good... most of the time." Draco flinched and pulled him into his arms. "Never again... promise!"
Jacob stiff in Draco's hands nodded, and bit his lip uncertainly. "If it means so much to you... I guess I promise..."
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Draco stood silently by his father's bookcase a few steps from a high polished oak desk and his father's figure sitting motionless in a dark leather chair. The room lay in darkness all the curtains pulled the only light a few candles placed strategically around the room glowing with magic, the cold flames unable to melt the wax and letting off an eirie blue light.
"Father why did you call for me?" Draco shifted from foot to foot nervously. The huge forbidding room doing nothing to encourage him, it was a gapping void all motion and sound absent all life, dead. "Father... is this about school in three weeks?" The silence stretched for another minute before Draco received his answer.
"Do you know who you are Draco?" The chair was still facing away from Draco and he could not see his father's expression.
"I am Draco Malfoy, pureblood heir to Malfoy Manor." Draco stood perfectly still his eyes fixed on a point just above the chair. "I am... a Malfoy" The chair turned and Draco's eyes fell to the almost transparent blue eyes of his fathers.
"You are only in name a Malfoy. Stripped of your tittle, what would you be but a lonely boy looking to get fucked" Draco flinched and looked to the ground. "Ho-how did you know?" His father went on as if he had not heard his son's tentative voice. "And you..." Lucius caught his son's eyes as they rose from the floor, "will soon lose all of yourself if you continue to see that muggle."
Draco felt as if he had been slapped in the face pain exploded in his chest as he began to be racked with sobs. Everything came crashing down. But he held the sobs down and amazingly only one tear escaped from his eyes. "But father he isn't like most muggles-"
"He is a muggle, pure and simple, plain and dumb." Draco made an attempt at glaring at his father, who only snorted in face of the sad attempt. Draco sniffed and turned to go. "I will not even justify that with an answer." His voice wavered and cracked ruining the effect of his cold words. Lucius stood from his chair and slammed his fist onto his desk. "Draco, you have one day to come back and beg for my forgiveness after that you are to never come back here again, you are no longer a Malfoy!"
Draco stopped in mid stride his heart suddenly speeding up and panic began clawing at his throat. "I can't just leave him." His voice cracked and a sob came through. His father stood in front of his son, indifferent.
"One day."
~!@#$%^&*~!@#$%^&*
Draco left the Malfoy Manor, an eleven-year old boy stumbling away from pristine gardens and perfectly cut grass his tear stained face clashing deeply. And yet putting it all to shame. //
~!@#$%^&*~!@#$%^&*
I only know that I can change
Everything else just stays the same
So now I step out of the darkness
That my life became 'cause
Draco shot up from his silk sheets in a deep sweat... it had been a dream, a memory. Draco groaned and doubled up onto himself as he was shaken with a wave of grief. He would never be able to forget what had happened. Draco squeezed his eyes shut, he couldn't go back to sleep, didn't want to remember anything else.
Draco threw his sheets back and opened his chest ruffly shoving clothes aside to get to his invisibility cloak. When he found it he didn't bother to change from his black boxers before he threw the bluish fabric over his head and disappearing completely from sight.
Silent footsteps made their way out of the dungeons across the main landing and out the door into the freezing cold weather. No one noticed the slight invisible figure even when Draco had passed within a foot of Filtch, he passed it all and yet he didn't for his mind was far away.
~!@#$%^&*~!@#$%^&*
//An eleven year old Draco stood before his love's house, a two story light blue monstrosity, that looked like it had been threw more than a house should bear, with its shingles hanging sideways and it's paint peeling to show the ugly yellow it was once before. But to Draco it was a haven those taped up pains and curling boards were where he would find solace.
Draco wiped at his eyes and forced a smile before he pounded on the solid brown door leading to his love.
The door swung open and Jacob stood there, Draco lanched himself into those arms without hesitation and began to sniff as he held in his tears. "Oh Jacob! I was so frightened! Father said he is going to..." Jacob pushed him back ruffly. "Who are you?"
Draco blinked and looked closer at the man he was hugging. He was older then Jacob by at least five years, Jacob's brother? He had never mentioned one.//
~!@#$%^&*~!@#$%^&*
Draco had made his way over the school grounds the only proof of his passing the bending of the early dewed grass beneth his feet. He stopped and stood silently stareing for a moment, stareing beyond to the Pitch where a lone figure swept into the sky... it couldn't be a coincidence. Draco continued down to the pitch, deturmined to wipe the memories from his mind.
TBC
Pen: I know I totally stink! ::Cringes when a pen gets thrown at her:: Two months! I am soooo sorry to all my readers who actually stuck with me and I'd also like to say I love you who read... ::nods::
The next chapter will be a lemon!!!!! And yes I will now have to change the ratting on my story to NC-17 I PROMISE THE NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE COMEING ALONG A LOT FASTER. ::nods::
OoO I am so sorry! My writing was at an all time low this month! And I hope you can forgive me for taking so long in posting this chapter!!
A/N: I'm just going to tell you right now I hate incorporating original characters into a story based fiction and yet I can't explain everything without putting him in here.
(This is a song fic chapter! I love these things!)
Tittle: Harry Potter and the Malfoy curse
Thoughts will be seen as //thus// conversation as "always" and infuses will be Capitalizes AS SO
Warnings: original character, Draco torture, and NC-17 rated themes
Ratting: R (sorry no juicy stuff yet)
(This is a flash back to when Draco was 11 and he was going out with a Muggle boy 15 named Jacob. This is his first love. For the purpose of this story Draco had no real contact with his father and was brought up by underlings. Taught what he needed to know about manners and told to hate Muggles and mudbloods, but Draco was somewhat of a rebel and didn't really hate them not truly, not until...)
Gotta READ the story to find out the rest
Chapter five: lost and found
I try to breathe
Memories overtaking me
I try to face them but
The thought is too
Much to conceive
*~*~*~*~*
//Two figures were outlined by the setting sun, one knelt above the other his head slowly decreasing the space between their lips, he stopped just above the other boys lips and whispered, his warm breath eliciting a shiver from the pureblood beneath him.
"How long are you going to be with me?"
Draco cracked open one silver eye and scanned the face hovering above his. Brown hair blue eyes, the most beautiful combination in the world. "I will be with you as long as you are with me."
The brunet rolled his eyes and landed a soft kiss on Malfoy's thin lips. "That is all the answer I shall ever get from you, isn't it? My mysterious Draco."
Draco smiled as the boy above him began to sit up. "That is all the answer you shall get until I can fulfill my promise." Draco quickly shot forward and took the boys lips, snaking his arms around to the back of the brunet's head and kissing him with all he possessed.
The Brunet was taken by surprise and moaned; his arms going up to Draco's back and slipping under the loose sweater. Draco shivered and let his own hand begin to wander down a warm arm.
He was suddenly pushed away his back hitting the ground and his body no longer touched. He closed his eyes and cursed to himself. "Why not now? Why can't we do it now!"
"Not yet, you are only ten years old, too young, you haven't even gone through puberty!" The brunet got to his feet shaking his head as he dusted off his jeans. Draco jumped to his feet and glared at his boyfriend. "Jacob, you lost your virginity when you where ten!"
"Yes well, I don't want to make love to a boy. I want to make love to a deep throated, I mean deep voiced man!" Jacob chuckled and dodged Draco's play punch
Draco scowled at his love; frustration running threw his body. "You git, you may be fifteen but you have no right to deny me my honor."
"Your honor what's so honorable about getting some?"
"You know well that I made a promise and a Malfoy never breaks a promise!"
"You mean that little promise you made about making love to me?" Jacob began walking backwards so that he could taunt Draco face to face.
"Yes, that one." Draco enjoyed watching Jacob and he smiled when he saw the tree straight behind him. Jacob noticed the smile and sidestepped what he knew must be behind him never taking his eyes off Draco's. "I avoided that easily" Draco just smiled. Jacob narrowed his eyes, and suddenly he fell sprawling spread eagle on the ground. "What where did that come from?" Jacob shivered when he felt the pressure of the slight body across his length, and looked up into silver almost transparent eyes, what did that say for his soul? Fingers began to play with his hair and at the same time another hand forced its way under his shirt.
"Draco, why must you be so bad when you've been so good up to now? When I tell you no I mean it." Despite Jacob's words, the brunet rose to catch the silver eyed demon's lips.
"It's my eleventh birthday, and I'm tired of being good." Draco Growled into Jacobs slowly opening lips. Jacob smiled against Draco. "what do you want for your birthday?" Draco grinned evilly. "I want a plaque"
"Why ever would you want that?"
Draco growled and kissed Jacob once before he responded. "So that I can place it next to this stump engraved with the words 'promise fulfilled'."
Jacob chuckled, "You are a cocky bastard!"
Draco's hand moved down to Jacob's waistband. "It's about time you realized that!" Jacob stilled Draco's hand with his own. "But I did say no." His blue eyes echoing his plea.
Draco sighed deeply and rolled away. Jacob stared at him. "You..."
"Stopped? Yeah well, you said no three times." Draco searched around and found Jacobs's hand then he curled it into his own. Jacob made a little squeak and pressed up onto Draco's side. "You're the first to stop"
Draco blinked, "There have been others?" Jacob kissed Draco's cheek. "Never when I was with you." Draco sat up and frowned down at his love. "I already know you would never cheat on me... but Jacob... no one ever forced you did they?" Jacob rolled his eyes and shifted uncomfortably. "I wasn't raped."
Draco stared in horror at Jacob. "But, you didn't want to and they made you anyway?" Jacob shrugged and looked down at his lap. "But it felt good... most of the time." Draco flinched and pulled him into his arms. "Never again... promise!"
Jacob stiff in Draco's hands nodded, and bit his lip uncertainly. "If it means so much to you... I guess I promise..."
~!@#$%^&*~!@#$%^&*~
Draco stood silently by his father's bookcase a few steps from a high polished oak desk and his father's figure sitting motionless in a dark leather chair. The room lay in darkness all the curtains pulled the only light a few candles placed strategically around the room glowing with magic, the cold flames unable to melt the wax and letting off an eirie blue light.
"Father why did you call for me?" Draco shifted from foot to foot nervously. The huge forbidding room doing nothing to encourage him, it was a gapping void all motion and sound absent all life, dead. "Father... is this about school in three weeks?" The silence stretched for another minute before Draco received his answer.
"Do you know who you are Draco?" The chair was still facing away from Draco and he could not see his father's expression.
"I am Draco Malfoy, pureblood heir to Malfoy Manor." Draco stood perfectly still his eyes fixed on a point just above the chair. "I am... a Malfoy" The chair turned and Draco's eyes fell to the almost transparent blue eyes of his fathers.
"You are only in name a Malfoy. Stripped of your tittle, what would you be but a lonely boy looking to get fucked" Draco flinched and looked to the ground. "Ho-how did you know?" His father went on as if he had not heard his son's tentative voice. "And you..." Lucius caught his son's eyes as they rose from the floor, "will soon lose all of yourself if you continue to see that muggle."
Draco felt as if he had been slapped in the face pain exploded in his chest as he began to be racked with sobs. Everything came crashing down. But he held the sobs down and amazingly only one tear escaped from his eyes. "But father he isn't like most muggles-"
"He is a muggle, pure and simple, plain and dumb." Draco made an attempt at glaring at his father, who only snorted in face of the sad attempt. Draco sniffed and turned to go. "I will not even justify that with an answer." His voice wavered and cracked ruining the effect of his cold words. Lucius stood from his chair and slammed his fist onto his desk. "Draco, you have one day to come back and beg for my forgiveness after that you are to never come back here again, you are no longer a Malfoy!"
Draco stopped in mid stride his heart suddenly speeding up and panic began clawing at his throat. "I can't just leave him." His voice cracked and a sob came through. His father stood in front of his son, indifferent.
"One day."
~!@#$%^&*~!@#$%^&*
Draco left the Malfoy Manor, an eleven-year old boy stumbling away from pristine gardens and perfectly cut grass his tear stained face clashing deeply. And yet putting it all to shame. //
~!@#$%^&*~!@#$%^&*
I only know that I can change
Everything else just stays the same
So now I step out of the darkness
That my life became 'cause
Draco shot up from his silk sheets in a deep sweat... it had been a dream, a memory. Draco groaned and doubled up onto himself as he was shaken with a wave of grief. He would never be able to forget what had happened. Draco squeezed his eyes shut, he couldn't go back to sleep, didn't want to remember anything else.
Draco threw his sheets back and opened his chest ruffly shoving clothes aside to get to his invisibility cloak. When he found it he didn't bother to change from his black boxers before he threw the bluish fabric over his head and disappearing completely from sight.
Silent footsteps made their way out of the dungeons across the main landing and out the door into the freezing cold weather. No one noticed the slight invisible figure even when Draco had passed within a foot of Filtch, he passed it all and yet he didn't for his mind was far away.
~!@#$%^&*~!@#$%^&*
//An eleven year old Draco stood before his love's house, a two story light blue monstrosity, that looked like it had been threw more than a house should bear, with its shingles hanging sideways and it's paint peeling to show the ugly yellow it was once before. But to Draco it was a haven those taped up pains and curling boards were where he would find solace.
Draco wiped at his eyes and forced a smile before he pounded on the solid brown door leading to his love.
The door swung open and Jacob stood there, Draco lanched himself into those arms without hesitation and began to sniff as he held in his tears. "Oh Jacob! I was so frightened! Father said he is going to..." Jacob pushed him back ruffly. "Who are you?"
Draco blinked and looked closer at the man he was hugging. He was older then Jacob by at least five years, Jacob's brother? He had never mentioned one.//
~!@#$%^&*~!@#$%^&*
Draco had made his way over the school grounds the only proof of his passing the bending of the early dewed grass beneth his feet. He stopped and stood silently stareing for a moment, stareing beyond to the Pitch where a lone figure swept into the sky... it couldn't be a coincidence. Draco continued down to the pitch, deturmined to wipe the memories from his mind.
TBC
Pen: I know I totally stink! ::Cringes when a pen gets thrown at her:: Two months! I am soooo sorry to all my readers who actually stuck with me and I'd also like to say I love you who read... ::nods::
The next chapter will be a lemon!!!!! And yes I will now have to change the ratting on my story to NC-17 I PROMISE THE NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE COMEING ALONG A LOT FASTER. ::nods::