Lucy
Harry was bound to the chair with his hands and feet, completely naked.
A clear liquid Harry recognised as Veritaserum was forced down his throat.
"Tell me, scarhead! Who's a better lover? Me or my dad?" Draco sneered.
"Lucius. Definitely luscious Lucius. I call him Lucy!" Harry said honestly.
"No!" Draco was horrified.
"Yes. I love his long blond hair, but I love him most because he made you. I love you, Draco! How could you ever doubt that?"
"But why... why did you sleep with him then?"
"Polyjuice Potion!"
"Mental note to self: let my hair grow!" Draco mumbled.