Disclaimer:I don't own Harry Potter, but I own the plot, and the creature o.O Not that it matters much but hey!
A/N I had to draw the darn creature to get and idea of what I wanted it to look like. But I am happy to say that I'm going to update this story again really soon because It would be better for the author because the plot is really fresh in her head. So yeah. Review and I'll post it sooner. Erck the way I was writting this in style changed ;.;
You woke up to a kiss. It was a soft kiss. Maybe what surprises you more was the fact it wasn't a kiss that tore you're mouth apart, but a kiss that one would give a treasured pet. Or maybe it was the fact that you woke up to a kiss and not to being raped.
Of course he insisted on doing something and you let him shove his cock into your mouth. You even attempted to give him a blowjob, it wasn't him shoving into your mouth and using you, you gave, or tried to give, pleasure.
That's why as you sit on the bed five seconds after he left for the day, you're wondering what the hell is wrong with you.
You decide to shove it in the back of your mind and use the excuse of being tired. You know it's a stupid reason, and there's a possibility you might just be enjoying yourself a little bit now with Malfoy, but you'd rather die then admit it.
Other ideas flood your mind, the creature. You hope you can get out of here before a month is up, because if you had to carry a creature, you know you would get rid of it. A creature is not a child, right?
Then the question of how you will get out of here. The wards are strong, and Malfoy has control over where you go. The only way you can think of possibly getting out is sneaking out through passageways, or having the Order attack the castle and rescue you. Sneaking out seems like the better choice.
Snape hopefully has figured it out. You want to get out of here, and not for all the same reasons anymore. You're starting to fear you're going to end up caring about Malfoy, and only have to make him hate you more then he already does when you escape.
You don't know why that bothers you, or why you care if he hates your or not. But as you already fear, you're starting to get attached to Malfoy. You called his name out once involuntary, last night you called it out because you wanted to.
Malfoy let you go outside again today, without a leash. You didn't wander far from his side though, because Death Eaters were practicing curses on small animals for an attack that was being planned.
You want to warn the Order, but know you are incapable of doing so. You can't help but watch them take the life away from a baby deer with the torture curse, and feel like your stomach is going to come out of your throat.
The worst has yet to happen. One Death Eater called for Malfoy to come over and show them how to perform the killing curse again. Malfoy pointed his wand at the rabbit and killed it like it was nothing.
You had never been that much for animal rights, but the way these people killed, they did it as if it were nothing. Life has a value, you know it does, they don't seem to value anyone's but their own.
You're glaring at him, and he walks back to you where you're sitting under a tree by the water. He has a frown on his face. "Stop glaring at me Potter. I had to." he says, and you only shake with a bit of anger.
"No you didn't! You could have told them to go fuck themselves like the scum they are!" you hiss out, and he only looks at you with those eyes again, as if seeing your soul.
It's unnerving to say the least. "Potter, I was taught to kill. They are being taught to kill, and it is expected of me to kill easily. You have a bleeding heart, you care for almost anything. It's going to get you into trouble, if it hasn't already." Malfoy replies, his voice steady as ever.
He brushes a blonde strand out of his eyes, and you move your hand to his face, watching his eyes light up with surprise. You take the strand out of his hair, and look him straight in the eyes. "If you can't value all life, how do you expect to value your own?" you ask, before getting up and making your way across the grounds to the big doors.
But before you reach the door someone pushes you to the ground. You can smell him, Malfoy. He whispers his answer; sending chills down you're back, before slapping you across the head.
A group of Death Eaters flock around you, watching the Great Harry Potter being smacked around by his school rival. You think it bitterly, at how much more powerful he is to you.
He punches your stomach, but the pain comes more from your chest then your stomach. Because you know he's doing this to show them, to show them he's in control of you. He's making a statement by bloodying you up a bit that he is superior.
No one walks away from Draco Malfoy showing disrespect. But you'd do it a thousand times to hear his whispered answer again.
A few days go by and you try to keep your distance with Malfoy. He doesn't touch you unless you let him. And you haven't let him since he broke your nose and a rib three days ago.
The days are dropping down, you know a month can fly by, and you're wondering when Snape will see you again and inform you on everything that is happening. You know tonight there will be an attack, Malfoy talked about it.
He gloated in your face about how the light side will fall. You know your side won't as long as you live. And a thought came into your mind. "What will Voldemort do with me once he gets his mon—creature?" you asked him.
Malfoy shrugged, taking his hair out of the tie the kept it together and setting it on the side table to the bed. His hair ran past his shoulders, shimmering in the dimly lit room. Candles only brightened it tonight.
"If it doesn't kill you like Pansy, he might make you have another one. If you have a good one mind you, he might kill you for ruining his perfect plan if you have a creature that isn't exactly what he wants. He might let me keep you, though I doubt that." Malfoy says and you scowl.
"Why would I want to stay with you?" you snap, taking off your shirt and stretching you arms out to feel your muscles loosen up a bit.
"Because I'm great." Malfoy responds, giving you a wolfish grin. You're shocked, you try not to show it, but the way he starts laughing at you, you know you showed it. He's treating you as a human being.
Malfoy took his shirt and pants off, crawling onto the bed and staring at you with that gaze. The emotion you saw in his eyes has a name now, no longer unknown. Malfoy desires, not the kind where you want to rip apart clothes, but truly desires.
"Is it so hard to believe I can be kind… Harry?" Malfoy asks you.
You don't look him in the eyes, and look at your feet scrunching up on the comforter. "Yes." is your reply, and you barely notice the defeated sigh he lets out. "I can't see it because you kill so easily."
Malfoy lets out a growl and pushes you down on the bed, his long hair draping around you like a blonde silvery curtain. "We have already gone through this Potter. I kill because I must. I kill to stay alive." he says, he's annoyed with you because you won't drop that topic.
He bites down on your ear hard, kissing down you neck and nipping with his teeth. "And you will save any little creature you come across because you feel you have to. And maybe you do. I don't much care." he continues, kissing you lips.
"You only care about getting some ass." you reply bitterly, only to be kissed again. You lost your fight, and you don't know whether to feel good or bad about it because something changed and you feel closer to the idiot then you should.
The day after the attack, you allow Malfoy to take you to the Hall where the Death Eaters eat. You allowed him to put the collar and leash on you and sit you down on his lap like some trophy.
You wouldn't allow him to give you small touches under the table, and you knew that frustrated him. He's starting to make a habit of touching you randomly, and you know he has to get out of that. It'll hurt when the time comes for you to no longer feel those small touches.
You listen to the talk the Death Eaters sprout from their mouths, learning hardly anything. The only thing you know is that Ginny is back to fighting because one Death Eater was complaining about a girl with red hair cursing all of his companions into oblivion and back.
After the meal, Snape walked Harry back to Malfoy's room. Malfoy had to stay with his father and Voldemort to look over some new attack plans. You know getting information from Malfoy would be fruitless; he's a lap dog, eating right out of Voldemort's hand.
Once in the room, Snape takes out a vial containing a black liquid. "I want you to take that and report to Draco if you feel anything go wrong with your system. It's going to change your genetics for one hour, you will have a bit of the creature's blood in you. If all goes well, it won't last more then an hour." Snape instructs you, handing the vial over.
You look at the vials contents, staring at the black liquid; it looks like tar or something, only moving like water. It's not something anyone would want to drink, but you still open the vial and down the stuff.
It burns your throat, setting into your stomach and you feel it. Magic flows through your veins like water. It feels strangely good, though. No pain besides the burning throat, power is coursing through your veins.
"Good, now that that's over with, Miss Weasley says hi and when she sees Mr. Malfoy at another raid she is going to kill him, that is a promise I don't want her to keep." Snape says bluntly.
"Tell her that if she wants to castrate him, fine by me. But she'd only lower herself to his level if she killed him." you reply, and Snape raises an eyebrow but makes no comment to why you look rather upset by the truth of Draco's nature.
"Do I really have to take those potions?" you ask, and Snape nods his head.
"Yes, I don't want someone finding out that I'm not doing something progressive other then helping you flee from this place. In two weeks we might be able to get you out of here. Full moon." Snape says, and you feel hope burst into your heart.
Full moon means Voldemort will try to strike some muggle city with all his forces. It's a chance to take. "How?" you ask, and Snape hands you a note, which you tuck in robes quickly before Snape leaves you in the room, alone.
He probably had to leave as quickly as he could because he does not want suspicions of why he takes too long to give you a simple potion.
You walk into the bathroom and close the door, turning on the silver taps. You disrobe and step into the bath, looking at the piece of paper, holding it up so it doesn't get wet. You have come to realize Malfoy won't go into the bathroom if you're in there. He gives you privacy now.
Harry, it's Ginny. I've missed you so much, I heard from Snape what happened to you, I'm going to kill Malfoy, and I swear I will kill him for what he did to you. I asked Snape to give you this note, read it when you know no one will disturb you.
The Order has learned of how to get you out of there with avoiding those wards. Apparently you need Malfoy to take you outside with some sort of object, which I'm told is a leash. Figure out how to get that leash before the full moon. It will let you go, no matter who holds the other end as long as you are on it. Snape might be the holder, or another spy we have there. You might have seen her. Can't say names.
I want you to know I'm so sorry for what happened that day. I don't hold it against you for leaving me, I was half awake and heard a bit of the conversation, and I know what happened. I'm only sorry that I couldn't save you. I miss you Harry, it's hard without Hermione and Ron.
Snape keeps mentioning something involving you and Malfoy, but won't tell us the truth. I want to hear the total truth from you in two weeks.
Destroy this letter as soon as possible. We can't risk letting them know about Snape's loyalties.
You read the letter feeling your heart soar. Ginny is well! Mentioning Ron and Hermione hurts, but you know you'll have time to mourn them once you're free. You know she said to destroy the letter, but you can't bring yourself to put it to the flame that sits beside the bathtub, illuminating the room up.
You also have another problem, how to get that leash. You have no clue where Malfoy keeps it.
You hid the letter in a small cupboard that Malfoy never opens under a bunch of clothing that only you use. You know it's safe there.
You have to figure out where he keeps the leash, because the castle won't be guarded much, if at all, on a full moon. You are looking forward to this night more then anything in the world, and yet fearing it.
You earned you're freedom, yes, but what if you're made to have that creature grow inside of you? You know that you'll have to kill it. But the nagging in your head keeps asking you if a baby can be evil from the start, and if it doesn't deserve a chance, because it's not even alive yet.
And if you get caught, there is no telling what will happen. It's so uncertain, but you are willing to risk everything for freedom. Everything.
Malfoy came back to the room, looking at you with a strange look upon his face. "What?" you ask, acting normal as ever.
"You appearance changed a bit. Go look in the mirror." he responds, and you rush to the bathroom, staring at your face, feeling lightheaded. That potion changed your blood all right.
You are now staring at you, with black skin and black hair with green eyes. You can see your teeth have turned into fangs, small delicate fangs and it's almost as if you have scales forming on your face.
Malfoy seems captivated by this new look, he's touching your face and brushing his fingers through your hair. You have to say, you look handsome still, in a very odd way.
"Severus said it would change you for an hour, but never said this much. So this is what our child will be like." he says, and you hear the slip. He's still busy looking at you, feeling your skins new texture of snake scales, but you heard it. Our child.
Review! Just tell me what you think :P I'm gonna answer reviews like I never do anymore, I miss that. I appreciate all reviews, but I love responding to them, and lately no time :
ura-hd Voldie wants to cultivate? fancy word there lol. You got a sneak peek but I could show you the picture if you wanted of the creature to get a full idea because Harry's only half changed into the creature. I think their falling in love lol, or at least Harry is.
lovemehatemejustdon'tfearme lol, Severus may be a bastard but I like him, in his own snarky bastard way. hehe Tha bath bit was my fav yet lol.
Loriency I'm an amataruer :O Lol I know the -basic- plot for all my stories. The rest of my blabber is shoved out by my lovel;y talented muse! Yesh Pansy died, but sadly, it's how it happened. Blame voldemort for her death this time.
Anny Pervert Snape In love? Not yet. Mabe with a bit more time lol.
rosiegirl Draco is gonna have his head spinning in circles next chapter D I love torturing them haha.