AN: here comes Draco! It's my birthday!

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I'm addicted to your punishment and you're the master and I am waiting for disaster -Papa Roach

Harry felt himself being rocked. He slowly opened his eyes. Sure enough, the first thing he set his eyes on was Him. The man who he had seen in some of his worst dreams.

Harry frequently had odd dreams. Some were of a blond boy, who Harry saw even when he was awake, but others were a group of strange men. They planned to kill him.

This man, malfoy, had been with them.

"I don't know why I frighten you. You have no reason to be." The look on his face was genuinely concerned, with no small amount of confusion mixed in.

"You've kept me like this, weak, so you could take me to your master!" To his irritation, the comment didn't come out as biting as he had wanted. He still felt as drowsy as before.

"No! I was telling the truth when I said you are for my son. My family always comes before... my other business."

"Why do I feel like this..." Harry was having a hard time focusing.

"Blood loss. It's why you need to eat, Harry. It will make you feel better." His voice sounded sincere. "Then I will take you to my son."

"Why?" /Who is his son?! Why was he so important!/

"You will find out soon enough, When you meet Draco."

Harry's eyes jerked back to His face. "Stay out of my mind!" he hissed.

"It's not hard to hear your thoughts. I assure you that my son has heard every single one since I brought you here. He is not happy with me, for making him wait to meet you. But, as I said before, I had to make sure you wouldn't run away." He pulled Harry into what was almost a comforting hug.

"Bu-" His next words were interrupted when the door creaked open.

A house-elf scrambled in. /What is that?/ "Master Lucius! Master Lucius! Master Draco is getting worse! He's trying to break through the door!" He stopped when he saw the boy in his master's arms. "Is that?" He trembled nervously.

"Yes. He is." Lucius' brow furrowed. /maybe I should have brought him sooner.../ Berating himself, he once again lifted Harry into his arms. "I'm taking Harry to him. Have his dinner taken there once it's ready." Lucius swept out of the room, taking Harry with him.

Before Harry knew it, they arrived at another door, not far from his own. He felt it imedieatly. Harry reached out to touch the door, feeling for something behind.

/...mine.../ the word hissed through harry's mind; he had idea where that thought came from. Lust, want, and need clowded his gaze and mind. Unexpected.

He felt that what was behind it was his and his alone. He didn't want anyone else to touch what was his... He had to have it!

He turned his head when he heard a chuckle behind him. He looked around and realized he was no longer in Lucius' embrace. Somehow, he had managed free himself and had found the strength to push in the door.

"You could have just turned the handle, Harry." Lucius quickly pulled him close by a hand around his waist, just before Harry would have collapsed from overexerting himself.

"Father! Get your hands off him." A voice hissed from inside the room. Before Harry knew what was happening he was torn away from Lucius, only to be trapped in another's embrace. He felt himself returning the embrace, just as enthusiastic, unexpectedly. Draco raised his hand and the door flew back on its hinges, shutting his father out.

Harry looked up and was shell-shockd. this was the most beautifull person he had ever seen... "Who are you?" He was once again sqeazed close to the oher boy.

"I want you." Draco gazed a Harry with an intensity that Harry couldn't help but return.

/why am I doing this?!/ Harry's mind cried, racing, as he felt Draco's lip descend on his. The movement was so soft and sweet at first, surprising him; Harry could barely feel it. He felt himself being pulled closer towards the other boy; to his surprise he didn't feel like he wanted to resist. /...Draco.../ This was the boy in his dreams; the Lucius Malfoy's son. The one who...

Draco guided the other boy into another kiss, this one more intense than the last. There was hunger behind this one... Overpowering...

/No.../ Lost, Harry let his hands roam over the other; Draco kindly returned his attentions. Draco swiftly pulled the soft shirt over his head, then imedietly landed more soft kisses on the boy's pale chest. He couldn't help nipping at his soft flesh as he moved higher, causing Harry to whimper. draco led harry towards the bed and laid Harry below him, only to cover him with his own body.

Harry pulled him closer when he felt his mouth move closer to the tender flesh of his neck, draco's hand carressing his back. He couldn't help what he was doing. /I want this.../ He didn't want for Draco to stop even if he was about to be bitten again.

He wanted to be bitten again... by Draco.

/What?!/

The skin on his back where draco's hand lay began to heat up.

/I'll give you anything you want... Sweetness/ Draco's fangs almost found there mark, but-

They were interrupted by a pounding on the door.

Seething, Draco lifted his head regretfully away from Harry. "Come in." He growled, pulling Harry closer to his body possesivly.

A house-elf poked his head into the room. /What is that creature.../ Harry, vaguely wondered.

"Why do you interrupt me!?" Draco hissed, causing the house-elf to cower in fear. The entire house-elf population of Malfoy Manor were terrified of Master Draco, with good reason.

"F-food, Ma-master. Your f-father order elf t-to bring Master Harry's d-dinner!" He almost tipped the tray in his shaking hands. Master Draco had already killed another of their own the day before; it had been sheer ruthlessness. It was the last straw that made Master Lucius leave the manor's protection to retrieve Master Harry.

"Leave it!" Draco turned his attention back to Harry, no longer noticing the miserable house-elf, who promptly dropped the tray where he stood and ran.

"Har- Oh!" Harry bit down hard on the nipple that had been right above his face when Draco had lifted up to deal with being interrupted. Draco looked down to see his love glaring, somewhat muted.

"You really should be nicer..." Then Draco noticed that he was about to pass out.

He pushed himself off Harry to retrieve the food. His father must have known that he was this weak; but how? /What did he do to him?!/

Draco carefully placed the tray on the bed then got on to help Harry sit. then He realized that Harry couldn't support himself.

"What happened, love? If my father hurt you I will deal with him for it," he spoke harsly, fangs revealing themselves and eyes turned liquid silver.

Harry wanted to laugh at the murderous look on the other boys face. He supposed he should be terrified but he couldn't bring himself to.

"Why am I like this?" Harry questioned.

"Not enjoying yourself, Sweetness?" He smiled deviously, crawling closer to the boy on his bed.

"'Sweetness'?!" /Of all nicknames.../ "No, of course not!" But the protest was weak. /Yes, I am... But I shouldn't feel like this!/ Harry argued with himself. /I want… to go home!/ Yes, that was what he wanted to say, but he knew that it wasn't entirely true.

Draco laughed quietly at the thoughts running through his mate's mind. "Come here," he murmured. Harry did as told, coming slowly closer till he could feel Draco's breath on his skin. Surprising Draco, Harry seized his lips with his own. Draco put both hands on the headboard behind Harry, straddling him to get more of him; he had to get closer... Soon though, Harry pushed him away slightly, trying to breathe.

"No."

Draco expression changed to look slightly hurt before he remembered the meal waiting behind him. He pulled it between them so it would be easier to give it to Harry. Unfortunately, when he turned back to his love Draco found that he was... sleep.

Sighing, Draco shook his mate slightly, worried. He really needed to find out what was wrong with him.

Leaving the tray where it was, he left. His father had some explaining to do.

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