A/N: This is my first attempt at a HP fic. Pretty much my first attempt at a fic. Be nice. Read and review. All flames will be used to give a couple of laughs on a bad day.

Disclaimer: None of the characters belong to me, except for Alexander... hehe... The HP characters will NEVER belong to me, though I wish they would... hehe... Don't sue, because I don't have nothing you'd really want. Except my brothers. and sisters. And in the case... PLEASE feel FREE TO TAKE THEM OFF MY HANDS!

Song is Never Let You Go by Lumidee

/Lyrics/

Chapter Three

6th Year

/Uh-oh uh-oh uh-oh uh-oh /

"I will not," growled Alexander.

"You will do as I say!" screamed Alexander's father.

"NO! I WILL NOT BECOME HIS SEX SLAVE!" Alexander's father, Crevan, took a deep breath, and calmed himself down.

"You're not going to be his 'sex slave,' sweetheart," he tried to sweeten his son's temperament. "The Dark Lord simply wants you to be his lover."

"I do not want to be his 'lover,' as you prefer to term it. I'm in love with... with..."

"Who?" demanded his father.

Alexander hesitated a moment before whispering"Draco..." While inside his heart screamed 'The-Boy-Who-Kicked-Your-Master's-Ass!'

"Then why does he constantly whine that he isn't getting any?" Lucius Malfoy asked, as he gracefully lowered himself into a large, velvet chair.

"Because... because... I... I'm... I'm not ready yet!" Alexander said in defense.

"He says you and him have been going out for months. Surely, you can be ready in that amount of time. Though he does say that while you won't touch him, you do let him touch you," Lucius smirked.

"Fuck you, you arrogant asshole," Alexander said as he began to leave. The next thing he knew, he couldn't move.

"Alexander, sweetheart," his father's voice dripped with venom, "Apologize to your Uncle Lucius, NOW."

"No."

"Fine than, you'll apologize one way or another." Then Alexander was suddenly chained up in the middle room by magic. Crevan got out the whip he kept in his desk. "Remember, sweetheart, this hurts Daddy more than it hurts you." Crevan began to whip his child's back. Not caring that Alexander's shirt was torn to shreds by the whip.

/Honestly, if I tell

Tell you what

What you wanna know love?

There ain't another

Don't want no other lover

I'll put nothing above you

I kicked them to the gutter

You try to shake me

But wound up loving me crazy now /

Draco walked into his Uncle Crevan's office to find his Alexander being whipped. "XANDER!" he screamed. Draco ran forward and hugged his 'lover' to his chest to protect him.

"Draco, would you mind carrying him to his room? I'll send the house elf to his room to clean and bandage his wounds."

"Yes, Uncle Crevan." It was not a matter of choice. He had to do it, besides it gave him an excuse to touch Alexander. Draco carried an unconscious Alexander to his room, He laid him on the bed face down to avoid aggravating his injuries. He couldn't help but stroke Alexander's hair, whispering to himself that Alexander was his. Then when Alexander agreed to become his , he would take Alexander away from his horrid father. The house elf came up and took care of Alexander's back.

/Look at us lately and tell them who's your lady

I never thought you'd be the one

Make me shine brighter than the sun

There ain't no ups and down

No in and out to here right now/

Hogwarts Later That Month

"You are a bit young for this job, but I know you can do it," Dumbledore gave Alexander a warm smile. Alexander gave him a ghost smile.

"Thank you, Professor."

"Nonsense, it's Albus."

"Thank you... Albus," Alexander tested the name on his tongue.

"You can began the move immediately. That way, you'll have the rest of summer vacation to prepare."

"Thank you," Alexander said politely. Dumbledore hugged the young man, and felt him flinch in his arms.

"Did I hurt you?"

"It's nothing, just a... It's nothing."

"What happened?"

"Nothing."

"Please tell me," Dumbledore pleaded. Alexander's will broke under that plead.

"My father..."

A Few Days Later

"Phew, that's the last of it," Alexander spoke to himself. All of his belonging were now moved into his chambers. Alexander was sitting on his sofa reading, when an owl perched on the top of his book. "Oh, hello," Alexander said to the owl. He untied the note from the owl's foot, and read it, sighing. He replied and retied the note. Alexander got up and got ready to return to his father's home for a Death Eater dinner- to celebrate the beginning of the ending of his freedom; he was to become a Death Eater and the Dark Lord's lover tonight. Alexander thought wryly "This is going to be SO much fun."

/If you want me to stay

I'll never leave

If you want me to stay

We'll always be

If you want me to stay

Love endlessly

If you want me to stay

If you want me to stay

I'll never leave you /

The End of The First Day of School

"No, Draco. Absolutely not! You're my student now! It's against the rules for students and teachers to have relationships beyond the classroom."

"We were lovers first, we're lovers now. Besides no one is here to tell on us. Now, do as I say, before I owl our father's and tell them how you're disobeying me." Draco loved being able to hold this over Alexander. Lucius and Crevan backed him up when it came to Alexander's and his relationship.

"Draco, please..." Alexander gasped out desperately.

"NOW!" Draco screamed. His hand snaked out and he grabbed a handful of long, black hair, and pulled, forcing Alexander to his knees. "Do it now," he growled.

"If you loved me, you wouldn't force me to do this," Alexander whimpered out pitifully. Draco's grip in his hair was tight- his scalp burned painfully.

"No, don't even try that. I do love you, that's why I'm not forcing you to make love with me."

"I ha..." Alexander began.

"Remember the owl?" Draco said sweetly with venom.

"I love you with all my heart," Alexander growled, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

/Uh oh, uh oh, uh oh, uh oh /

Dumbledore's Office

Alexander set the journal down, and pulled his robe tighter about his trembling form. He shuddered at the recent memories of the numerous beatings and pleasing his master in order to get the information contained in the notebook. He said nothing to Dumbledore, just turned around and left. Alexander went back to his chambers. After washing his body and hair, Alexander healed himself to the best of his ability. There were scars from healing with magic, but he didn't care. He didn't care that he had brand new scar that ran from his left hip to his just beneath the right side of his chest. That his arms were covered in scars because of the damage that had been inflicted. When he was done with bathing and healing, he went and got a bottle of whiskey. Alexander sat down beside the fire in the hearth with his drink, naked. He got properly drunk, and forgot about everything. Alexander was just barely able to lift himself out of his chair and drag himself to the bed.

/Now all your loving that

We're happy it's a fact

Can't nothing hold us back

We got this in the bag

There ain't no maybe's

No questions, love you daily now/

7th Year

Alexander kept his position of Defense Against The Dark Arts professor. He was also, one could say, 'paged' daily throughout the week to go to his master to take care of his master's needs. It would be difficult, but he could balance the Dark Lord, teaching, Draco, and his feelings for Harry.

After School Detention for Harry Potter

"Mr. Potter," Alexander began, "You're not here for detention. I simply wanted to tell you something."

"Oh, and what is that Professor?" Harry asked barely able to contain his hate for the being before him. He still loved the boy, but it was clear that Coinneach did not love him. Harry hated him for it, and even worse was that Coinneach loved Draco over him.

/Look at us lately and tell them who's your lady

I never thought you'd be the one

Make me shine brighter than the sun

There ain't no ups and down

No in and out to here right now /

"Don't, please, Harry," Alexander pleaded.

"Don't what?"

"Don't be angry with me. I've done everything I can to protect you."

"Oh and let me guess, that would include falling in love with a Malfoy," Harry growled.

"No, I don't love him."

"Sure looks like it from my point of view," Harry growled.

"I... I... I love... you," Alexander choked out.

"You what?"

"I love you," Alexander stated with more confidence.

"Prove it."

"How? I've suffered endlessly because I refuse to become Malfoy's lover. How am I supposed to prove it? Do you want my blood!" Alexander shrieked. Harry thought about it for a moment, running back through his memory. Suddenly, all the moments that had to do with Alexander fell into place. How? Why would he do that? "Why?" Harry said outloud.

"I don't know why," Alexander sobbed as he sank to his knees. Everything was gone, he had nothing left to lose. He was at rock-bottom. Alexander had everything to win- that everything namely being Harry Potter.

/If you want me to stay

I'll never leave

If you want me to stay

We'll always be

If you want me to stay

Love endlessly

If you want me to stay

If you want me to stay

I'll never leave you /

Harry sank to his knees, and pulled Alexander into his arms. He hugged the other boy to his chest and kissed the top of his head. When Alexander's sad face looked up into his, he feathered kisses all over the older boy's face. Then without meaning to, he whispered "My Lexie"