Disclaimer: Don't own it, never will.
Warnings: Slash, Mature themes, language.--SPOILER ALERT for OotP and HBP--
Author's Note: Please Read This. There has been some confusion as to why Sirius is alive. It is simply because, none of OotP happened after the kiddies went to the department of Mysteries. Meaning no Death of pooch. I also have ignored the entirety of HBP. For the obvious reasons.
---The following contains Implied Rape, please skip until notified again if it offends you---
Draco's POV
"You are a very fine specimen my boy. Very good." The dark lord nodded in glee and turned to my father "You have proven your loyalty. You may go. Pick him up tomorrow morning."
"Yes my lord." My father said, bowing and disappearing
The Dark Lord turned back to me and smiled viciously, he stepped forward and cupped my chin
"We shall have fun dear Draco, just the two of us." He said in a low voice, I grimaced and pulled my chin away, eyeing him with disdain
"Can't wait…Tom." I spat, he narrowed his eyes and a moment later, I felt his fist connect with my jaw and I fell to the floor, the man hit hard. I knew I shouldn't be irritating him, but I couldn't help it. The man was a hypocrite a murderous snake. Not to mention I was still getting over the fact my father had sold me out to Voldemort, in short, I was Voldie's sex slave and my father lived to see another day.
True, my father wasn't exactly the poster child for parenting…but I never expected something like this. Voldemort smiled
"So sad…such beautiful skin marred. Nott, take him to my chambers." He commanded I felt a rough hand clamp tightly around my upper arm and pull me into a lavishly Black silk and velvet room; he pushed me onto the bed and exited the room.
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Voldemort entered the room and searched for me, I had long since succumbed to what was going to happened. I was sitting on the edge of the bed staring down. Voldemort grinned and sat down next to me, running a hand down my bare back…
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"Dray…wake up." Blaise said quietly, shaking my shoulder lightly. I jolted awake and looked around wildly "You ok Draco?"
"I…I…" I stuttered, before giving up on speaking and resettling myself in the pillows with a shaky sigh. Blaise gave me a surveying look
"I thought you said nothing happened when your father brought you to Voldemort." He stated suspiciously, I looked away
"I lied Blaise. Obviously." I muttered quietly, Blaise paled slightly
"Wh…what happened?"
"I made the mistake of telling my father about my…preferences. And I guess in his mind, if I was to have any man at all…it would be Voldemort." I said, the nightmare had loosened my tongue…it was the first dream of its kind, but I knew it wasn't the last. He sighed and sat on his bed
"He…he raped you?" He asked quietly, I cringed and that seemed to be enough answer for Blaise, he wiped a tear from his eye, trying to hide it.
"I…could've prevented it; this is my fault Draco…" He said quietly, I looked at him
"How…is it your fault?"
"It…just is." He stated in determination, I perked an eyebrow and looked at him
"No, it is purely my father's fault. Do not blame yourself."
Its short, I know. I've been so horrible to poor Draco lately... -sighs-
Please do not sharpen your sporks and sticks quite yet, for there is another chapter being posted right after this one.
Review. No flames, they make me cry ;.;