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Draco stared into the mirror. Cold, steel grey eyes returned the gaze reminding him of what he'd develop into and forced to cover up. He'd become quit apt at concealing any form of emotion that he felt, whether it be terror, or happiness. Emotion was weak, emotion held you back, emotion clouded you're judgement. His father's mantra was drilled into his brain and every time he's stepped a toe out of line he'd been given a memento to remind him not to do it again. Too bad he hadn't paid attention today.

Lucius had beaten Narcissa to the point of her passing out this time and Draco had foolishly shown that he cared. Standing firm, because he knew that if he cowered then it would be a thousand fold worse, awaited for the beating to follow. Instead his father had conjured a dagger and made a deep cut from Draco's temple to his cheek in a diagonal line. Only when Lucius had dismissed him could he collect his mother and put her safely in a bed, tending to her before looking after his own face.

Never had he been so grateful that he was a wizard, for if he wasn't then the scar would have been terribly prominent, as it were, however, he could smooth it out so that it was just a faint line – no one would bat an eye lid, and if they did they wouldn't dare piss of a Malfoy. When he was sure his father was asleep, he slipped out using his own fireplace and landed in his favourite haunt of late – Guilty Pleasures. Here no one really paid attention to you because if they did then it would mean that they were there. As it went though, he had seen some quite prestigious people slipping notes into stripper's thongs and doing body shots, one of which being Fudge, but of course he hadn't really seen him.

Sitting in one of the booths he awaited for Tempest to slide out and take away the pain he felt emotionally and give him some sexual healing. Devon of course had gotten there first. Unlike before, he decided to follow the duo. When he reached the curtains which separated the VIPs from plebeians, a big surly grunt stopped his path. Pushing forward again, but this time slipping the man a hefty tip, he was allowed to pass. Once he was there he saw that it was a huge room split off into small sections with red velvet and black leather everywhere. Seeking out his target he homed in on Tempest and Devon in the corner getting very comfortable indeed. From this vantage point he was sure that he couldn't be seen obviously, so he sat down and like the duo, made himself comfortable.

Tempest was straddling Devon and kissing him intensely. When he retracted his tongue, it moved down to his neck and sucked hard. Malfoy watched intently, a burning sensation entering his groin, wishing that every second it was his skin that the mysterious Tempest was sucking. As he moved seductively down to Devon's crotch, parting the man's legs, he slowly pulled down the zip with his teeth. Draco mimicked this move but used his hands and slowly began to move his hand backwards and forwards. Tempest lowered his pants and deep throated Devon's member which resulted in him gripping the divan till his knuckles turned white and eliciting a gasp from his mouth. As this happened Draco's movements became faster causing him to a pant which parted his plump, red, sensuous lips. Almost simultaneously both men shuddered and reached their climax.

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Harry stood up and whipped Devon's essence off his lips. Placing on hand on his hip and the other in front of Devon he coughed.

"Oh yes, of course. Here, that should cover it for tonight." Devon placed a generous amount into the boy's hand, while Harry tried to look as though it wasn't even close to what he expected. "Oh well here you go then. I can't have my favourite performer going without the basics can I?"

Harry stuffed to money into his pants and then exited quickly, but still sensuously somehow. Looking over his shoulder before he left completely he saw a head of blond hair and for a second was worried of being labelled the Boy Who Lived and the Whoring Bitch, but then remembered he was masked by the spell. 'I really have to buy Tonks something nice' he thought.

Seeing Malfoy's hand down his pants and in perfect view of where he was 'performing' turned him on in a perverse way – which no client had ever done before, and the look of embarassentment on the ferrets face was just too good to pass up. "You see something you like…Let's call you Dragon."

Draco knew that he knew who he was and appreciated the alias he had crated for him. "Um thanks. I…I don't usually do this. It's just that…"

Harry put his finger to Draco's lips. "There's no need for excuses, after all, this place is called Guilty Pleasures." Moving closer he lowered his head towards Draco's cock, which in the last few seconds of just talking to Harry, had sprung into life. Harry teased Draco with his tongue. The tongue bar added something extra and made Malfoy want him even more. "Please…Now…" Harry knew his cue. He flipped Malfoy over, pushed him against the nearest wall and entered him roughly, causing him to scream. "What's the matter Dragon? Can't take the heat?"

"….Keep….going"

And so he did. Moving his hands around to Malfoy's front he massaged his dick till he came like a river. Draco screamed, saying every word in the English language which described how he felt. When Harry with drew, Draco fell to the floor like jelly and breathed deeply. Never before in his life had he been fucked like that, in a submissive role and he found that he loved it. Sure he'd had most of the girls in Slytherin, but those had just been to pass time or to calm his raging hormones. This was just mind blowing.

Harry knew that he had accomplished his goal and flashed his devil-may-care grin. He'd gotten back at Malfoy for all the crap the boy had given him over the years, and had had an incredible orgasm in return. "So Dragon….I maybe a whore, but I'm not a cheap one. Oh and don't think I haven't forgot you watching me. Strange, you don't seem like you'd be into voyeurism to me?"

Malfoy pulled his trousers and handed all he had over to Tempest, well he was worth every penny.

Harry smiled, "Oh and if you want to come back and watch just let me know. I think I'm gonna like you Dragon." and with that he sucked Draco's neck till there was a big purple bruise there. "Something to remember me by." and with that Tempest left.

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Yeah….so there it was.Sorry that is was short, I only have a limited time on the comp,my brother wants to use it.Btw, I forgot to mention this is my first slasher. Hope this was up to your expectations. Any suggestions are welcomed as long as they are helpful. R&R. Sorry for any spelling mistakes or grammatical errors, I'm writing this at 12:12 am. It's there are any dreadful ones I'll be sure to correct them. Once again, r&r ppl.