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I read and re-read Harry's letter. My anger had burned up as I understood how attractive it would be to be able to do those things. All of a sudden I wasn't angry anymore and I didn't want to kill Seamus. I just wanted my baby back and Seamus out of the way. There were now only two days remaining until Harry arrived. Tonight was the last night I had to appear to Voldemort. The last gasp. For nearly two weeks now I had been going hither and thither, doing his bidding, trying to be a credit to my father. My main charge had been Nagini. I had learned from Harry a little about snakes and now Nagini was happy to let me handle her and milk her. Sometimes however, the dark lord had made use of my youth and vulnerability. At these times all I could do was grin and bear his cold, scaly touch. I would think desperately of Harry and how I was enduring all this to see him, to have him back. I shivered and, shaking my head to clear my thoughts, I sat down to write a letter.
Dear Harry,
Yes, I can understand how that would be very attractive, the image of you like that is constantly in my thoughts, but you have to understand that I don't want you to be like that. If I'd wanted a slut I would have dated Seamus a long time ago. I date people who are interesting and fun. It's no fun to loose your virginity to one so expert. It just scares me. Never turn into one of those people. They only get nasty, material boyfriends and I don't think I am one of those.
Thanks for re-thinking. It's totally forgiven and forgotten. I can't wait until you come in two days time-probably tomorrow by the time you read this! It's going to be amazing! I love you more than I think about you…if that's possible.
All my love to my love,
Draco.
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"Mister Malfoy, welcome. You are here, which makes our party complete. You are now going to go to the ministry. Don't make anything obvious, work on the Crouch case until all prying eyes are out of the way and then, Mc Nair I want you to distract the girl while the others move in to search Fudges office. All of you may go. Except you, Draco. You stay here and keep me company until the others return. And you, Lucius, come and see how nice and obedient your son is with me."
I watched as my son went over to Voldemort, kissed the hem of his robes and said, quietly, 'I am much honoured.' The dark lord smiled.
"Yes. I see much of what goes on in your mind. You are involved with my enemy, are you not?" No…Draco, you shouldn't have let him…
"Yes, my lord, I am."
"And what sort of relationship do you have?" Be very careful, Draco…But Draco surprised me by walking over to my lord and speaking the rest into his ear. It was clever; Voldemort could not now see his face, which was sickened.
"I like to watch him vulnerable when we are in bed," Draco said softly.
"Do you now? What sort of things does he do?"
"Sometimes, when I tease him, he comes without contact, still pleading me. He trusts me. He allows himself to be naked with me, allows me to touch him, to scratch him, to bite him. He is very young. He knows little about such matters. He does whatever I say. He is…my sex slave."
"How I long to see famous Harry Potter in such vulnerability before me. Obviously I would never touch the boy but to have him offer himself is a high prize indeed. You are honoured, Draco."
"Oh no, my lord. That is, I am honoured to have the pleasure of conversing with you. But Harry Potter is my enemy, the cheat who stole my lord's power. But he has no protection now. He is laid bare. He is only pleasing to me in that he is my sex slave. Otherwise I have no purpose for him." I was impressed. My son had said all the right things and had clearly excited and pleasured my lord. He released us to go and, after bowing, we apparated back to Malfoy Manor.
"Ugh…honestly, father, speaking about Harry like that was…virtually impossible."
"You did well. He is pleased with you. Harry can come tomorrow but you must still answer my calls in the next two weeks. You will most likely not be needed though. This is a small operation."
"Thank you, father. Oh and…do remember that Harry is a Silacore and…well…people behave differently around him. I don't mean me. I mean… people who see him for the first time."
"Are you suggesting that me or your mother…?"
"Not at all. Only that if we go out anywhere…"
"We will not go out. We can't be seen with him."
"Okay, cool. Goodnight father."
"Goodnight."
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"Take it easy lad," the conductor laughed as I fell out of the still slightly moving train and landed already sprinting on the platform. I could sense Draco, although I couldn't see him yet. I flew down the stairs and saw him hopping with excitement by him mother at the station entrance. We flung ourselves at each other and I found myself lifting Draco and he wrapped his arms and legs around me and we were oh so close that it seemed to me we melted into one being. Pulling back he regarded me, his face tear stained but beaming with happiness. I laughed and let him down and we held hands as I stepped forward to shake hands with his mother.
"Hi Mrs Malfoy, I'm Harry…as you probably know. It's nice to meet you." I'd been practising that speech for two weeks and, miraculously it hadn't gone too badly. I allowed my Silacore charm to shine through with my happiness and received a few whistles from around me. Narcissa smiled as she shook my hand.
"You may call me Narcissa when my husband isn't around. Or Cissa."
"Thank you…Narcissa." Well, that was unexpected. Still clutching Draco's hand, the three of us walked out of the station in comfortable silence, the sun glinting off our flushed faces and Draco's beautifully blonde hair. I had followed Draco's orders. I wore very smart black tailored jeans and black lace-up shoes which usually I would never even own. I was wearing my smart green shirt and my hair was tamed.
"I love your haircut Harry! Sorry I only just noticed!"
"Do you like it? There's a fairly funny story behind it actually…" I told Draco and Narcissa about Cho and the concealment charm as we strode along easily. Somehow I felt surprisingly relaxed around Narcissa, she seemed nice and friendly. It was Lucius I would have to work on. We reached a small shop, entered, were let into the back and flooed to Draco's house. When I stepped out I was gob smacked. I knew he lived in a grand house but this was unbelievable. The walls were thick and made of stone, winding passages and huge halls, filled with magical light could be seen I gave a great whoop and bounded into the middle of the huge hall, whirling my arms around.
Turning back to a laughing Draco and a rather shocked Narcissa I explained,
"This is brilliant! There's so much space! There has to be millions of secret rooms and passages in this place…wow! This is just like…Hogwarts! But better!" By this time Narcissa was laughing too and they laughed harder and harder as I went around, peering down the passages, staring at the beautifully intricate wooden ceilings. Finally I retuned to Draco and grinned at him. But suddenly he wasn't grinning anymore. He was looking past me at the stairs. I whipped around and saw the master of the house standing frozen with shock on the stairs. Congrats Harry. Great start.
"Oh, hello Mr Malfoy, sir." Sir? Sir? Where did that come from? "Sorry about the commotion, I was just really excited; this is a beautiful place you've got here. It's nice to meet you." As I stepped up to shake his hand I felt very small. Mr Lucius Malfoy stood on a higher step than me. He shook my hand briefly.
"Mr Potter. My pleasure. Has Draco shown you to your rooms yet?"
"No, we only just arrived."
"Allow me." He summoned my case too him and levitated it at his side as we walked. I felt a small hand in mine and squeezed it. Thank god for Draco. My rooms were large and antique like all the other rooms, but there was a certain youthful cheerfulness about them and I liked the look of them very much. I knew at once that I was going to be very comfortable. "Here Mr Potter, this bedroom is for your use as is the adjoining bathroom and living room. You can use them as you will. I have agreed to let you share rooms with Draco so long as there is no sexual activity apparent at any time. That includes whenever me and/or your mother is in the house. Yes, Draco, even when we are asleep." I felt my ears begin to turn red. Desperate to say something, I blurted out,
"Don't worry; there need not be any of that. It's a pleasure just to see Draco and his family. I'm not here for…action." Mr Malfoy raised one eyebrow.
"Well…we shall see.
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"Come on, Harry! We need to dress for dinner!"
"I'm coming Ray!" There was the noise of the shower being switched off and thirty seconds later, my vision came striding naked out of the bathroom towelling his hair. My breath hitched.
"Now that's just not fair. I just got myself groomed. You can't make me go and face my father with a huge hard-on! What's he going to think?" Harry grinned and stretched his body, deliberately emphasising his smooth muscles.
"Think of the least sexual thing you've ever encountered." I thought of my last encounter with the dark lord and my words to him about Harry and my errection relaxed. Harry pulled on some clean boxers, some black pants, a white shirt and black jacket. He laced his shoes over black socks and tamed his hair. He looked hot and respectable.
"You're perfect. Let's go. We need to be there in ten minutes and it takes that long to get there." Harry grinned and side by side we descended the winding passages, chatting and talking. It felt so good being with him at last and I could feel Silacore charm washing over me, filling me with desire and happiness. How could even my cold-hearted father refuse such a treasure? When we entered the dining room bang on time, my father and mother sat around the table, my father at the head and my mother to one side of him. Harry moved automatically to sit next to my father and I sat in the only spare seat, next to my mother. My father smiled. Harry had passed the 'which parent?' test.
Over the meal Harry behaved beautifully. He ate with impeccable manners, outclassing everybody except my father. He spoke without shyness or boldness, but joked and laughed as though he was quite at ease. I heard my father laugh at a few of the things he said and, towards the end of the meal, Harry turned on the charm. I saw both my mother and father react. My mother smiled and whispering in my ear at a time when nobody would notice,
"He's such a handsome boy. Keep hold of him," and my father by leaning closer towards Harry interestedly as Harry spoke. He was talking about his absurd nervousness towards Cho Chang and how ridiculous he'd been over a small amount of attraction. The way he told it made it twice as funny as it already was and he had my father actually giggling as the pudding came in. At last dinner was over. Harry sat talking with my father nearly an hour after it had ended until finally we rose to take leave.
"Yes, you can all go. Except Harry. I want a private talk just for a few minutes. I smiled encouragingly as Harry followed my father out of the room and into the adjoining study. I crossed my fingers and left to wait for him. I just hoped he would be okay.
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"So. You had sex with my son." I was shocked at being asked such an awkward question but answered as plainly as I could.
"Well…technically he made love to me. But…yeah."
"Really? I thought you being the taller...I don't know. Well, I think I like it better that way. Has Draco given you a ring?"
Another direct question. "Yes sir. This is it."
"Yes, it's very beautiful. That's good. I never believed I would find a match for my son. But you…you're a very nice attractive young man and…although it goes against my better judgement…I can see that Draco loves you very much and I want what's best for him."
"Oh thank you. I hoped you would feel like that. I know there are a lot of barriers between us but…I really do want to try and become a member of Draco's family properly."
"Our family? What about yours?"
"The only family I have left are muggles. Anyway they're not my family. My dad was…a prick. And…well, I think my mother was decent but she came from a bad line. My uncle and aunt are the worst possible kind of muggles. Draco is my family now." I had said the right thing. Phew. I thought that was time to let the charm die down so I let the hyper-happy thoughts slowly drift away.
"Good. Well, I shall see you tomorrow Mr Potter. Breakfast is informal. You and Draco can have it down in the kitchens. You may go." Summoning all the charm I had I nodded to Mr Malfoy and smiled.
"Thank you Sir." His eyes were slightly wide as I left. Boy, do I love having power.
A memo came flapping towards me as I left the dinning room and I opened it. In Draco's handwriting it said,
"Follow this memo back to the room." I followed the flapping paper through winding corridors and back stairs until I reached the corridor I recognised as our own. I pushed the door open and groaned. Draco was naked. His small, slim body looked almost silvery in the half-light. He was sitting up on the bed and gently stroking himself. When I entered he got up, came over to me and spoke into my warm ear.
"Take of your clothes and come and be bedded." Trembling I obeyed, slipping into bed next to him when I had done. Draco got immediately on top of me and began to nip and bit at my ears, rubbing his beautiful body against mine. "How dare you turn the charm on all evening? Do you have any idea how turned on I was? You naughty little thing…" He was pinching my nipples, the whole thing was so fast and passionate and exciting. I wanted it, I wanted him, and my body was tense with need, my cock rock hard against his.
"Well, what about you?" I joined in, flipping him over so I was on top, "looking as gorgeous as you did?" I bit his ear hard and he moaned, unable to resist. We rolled over and over, kissing, nipping stroking with the passion of newly-reunited lovers until both of us were to painfully aroused to ignore. I got down in between his legs and began to run my mouth and tongue over his cock. He was moaning, raising his hips rhythmically as he came, and spurting many times into my mouth, his load full after many days of no orgasm.
"Fuck me Harry…please…"
"Fuck you?"
"Yesss…" Positioning myself over him I began to coat my fingers in lube but he complained. "No…just do it…" Still panting hard, I coated my cock quickly and slid slowly into him, his unprepared body barely swallowing my cock at all.
"FUCK Draco…you're so…god damn…tight…" He was moaning, bucking up to meet my every thrust into him. I was worried I was hurting him but at the same time it felt so good. I began to pull in and out faster. Our names emitting from each other's lips became entangled in a whole spectrum of colours and feelings and sound. Suddenly his eyes snapped open and he began to say,
"Oh god…" in earnest, over and over again. I knew what he was feeling. I was now rubbing against that something inside that made my eyes roll when Draco did it to me. Redoubling my efforts to nail that spot every time I speeded up and as he began to yell I came, my hand fumbling over his mouth so as not to wake his parents.
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I had all the evidence. I could walk in now and catch them at it. I could banish Harry…but suddenly I didn't want to. My son's ecstatic moans allowed me to imagine what Harry was doing to him and somehow I began to find that attractive. Suddenly I didn't want to banish Harry from the house but to reverse my role and Draco's. I was sickened with myself. My son had warned me that it would be difficult living with a Silacore in the house, but I couldn't imagine that it would ever feel like this. Such a huge need to…I turned away from the door. The noises had died down now. They appeared to be sleeping or about to sleep. No. I couldn't hit on Harry. It would be unfair to Draco and Narcissa as well as being completely mad considering our age gap and our sides.
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Harry and Draco sauntered in, both smelling of shower. Their hair glistened with beads of water. Harry came to sit down next to me as the night before and I couldn't help but feel a wave of pride. They began to help themselves to food and to chat with us. I caught myself noting everything Harry was eating and flicked my gaze away. Focus. I began to try and fight it. Every time a thought of Harry drifted into my head I attempted to banish it. But each time I failed and it became fuller and fuller until I couldn't bear it one second longer. I gave in and gazed avidly at him while he spoke, not listening to his words but letting is deep voice wash over me as I watched his painfully slow progress through his breakfast.
At last he's finished and I said,
"You boys can go if you like." Harry pouted and then began to speak seductively.
"I get the impression that you feel we don't want to spend time with you, but we do. It's even more fun being here if I can be here with you and Draco and his mother. Obviously if you're busy don't worry but we're happy to spend time with you anytime." His voice was light and playful. I attempted to clear my thoughts and coughed before replying.
"There is actually something I've got to do today, but I appreciate the offer, Mr Potter. It's very…"
"Oh please, call me Harry. It's much friendlier." Hell that boy's going to drive me crazy. "Okay. Harry then."
"Okay." Harry and Draco got up to leave and I rose as well. Smiling at my wife, I left into my private study before taking the secret door through to my own personal room. I sank down amongst the mass of antique furniture and Harry's seductive voice and the view down his shirt as he had leaned towards me drifted into my mind. So this is what my son feels all the time. But gratified. I feel for him. Guilt was overwhelming me, but at the same time I was painfully turned on by the image. I let a few tears run down my face and thought how childish I must look. A man with an un-called-for errection crying. How totally pathetic. I brushed them away and stood up. It's okay Lucius. Try again.
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"Listen Harry, I need to talk to you about something." We sat opposite each other having just played a game of chess which Draco had won. I sat back and looked quizzically at him.
"Go ahead."
"Okay, don't be freaked out by this or anything because he's a really respectable guy and he'd never do anything but…"
"Get to the point."
"I think my father is attracted to you." My whole body seemed to freeze.
"What!?"
"Yeah, I know."
"What on earth makes you think that?"
"Well…you've never known how attractive you are but when you're turning the charm on to him all the time and…well you know you're a very attractive guy and…well he keeps laughing at things you say and staring at you and leaning in to talk to you. What did he say when you went into his study?"
"He asked me about our sex life. And about the ring. But…that was for…for your reasons…right?" Draco regarded me awkwardly. "Oh crap and a half. That's just great, isn't it?" I was totally shocked. I thought I was doing great with Draco's father. It hadn't occurred to me that Lucius would feel any attraction to me similar to his son's. "Well…I guess we'd better go and speak to him."
"I think he'd kill me."
"Fine…I'll go and speak to him." I got up and went over to the door. Blowing him a kiss I left and followed the now-familiar passageways down to the dining room and then knocked on the adjoining door.
"Come in." I walked in to find Lucius sitting at his desk. He jumped up when he saw me and smiled. "Hello! I wasn't expecting you!"
"Erm…no, I'm sorry to disturb. I'm afraid there's something rather serious and personal I've just been talking with Draco about. Do you think we could have a short talk?"
"Of course. Sit down." I took the seat opposite him and he leaned forward to regard me interestedly.
"Well…erm…oh god, I really haven't planned how to say this at all…"For Christ's sake, get to the point. "Erm…well, I'm really pleased that you an me have managed to put the past behind us and become friendly, may I even say potentially close but…I'm sorry if this is surprising to you, but I want it to end there. Draco suggested to me that you might be…succumbing to the Silacore charm and I just wanted to let you know that it will go away. After a while you get used to it and immune to it." He sat stunned in his chair for a second, and then put his head in his hands. Draco had been right.
"Yes, but I'm not immune now am I? These…feelings...perhaps feelings is too strong a word…call it urges I have towards you are…very tempting and having you walking around near me, available to me all the time and frequently changing in my house it's…very hard. I don't know what to do about it. Sometimes…sometimes I feel like I'll go crazy If I don't have you…And that's very strange to me as I'm not gay and have never had an urge of the sort before in my life. Before you turned up I was hugely in love with my wife, although I never let her know it, and now I only have eyes for you-why?"
How the hell do you expect me to answer that question? "Well…I can't really answer that, but I'm sure Draco could. There's a boy in my year who's in a bit of the same situation as you. When Draco left he tried it on and he was very sexual about the whole thing. I refused him, of course, and told Draco about it immediately but…It's not easy for me either. I have to restrict how happy I am and I can never be at ease with anyone except Draco, and that's because he's my mate and not because he isn't attracted to me."
"But how do I resist you? I have nearly two weeks more of this…this absurd torture." I got up and went round to kneel up next to him and put my hand on his shoulder, attempting to comfort him. He looked up at me. His eyes were those of a broken man, one who doesn't know where he is. They were filled with self loathing and misery…and lust. Hesitantly I retreated slowly back round the table. "It's alright boy. I'm not going to touch you. Just…go easy on me will you? And my wife."
"Okay. It'll pass I promise." I turned and left, smiling at him as I did so, before walking back up to Draco. Whoa that was tough.
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As he left he flashed me an irresistible smile. So much for going easy on me. He was such an attractive boy. I'd never met anyone as enchanting as him. He was so graceful, so perfect. Leaning back in my chair I sighed. Hopefully it will be easier from now on. Famous last words.
The next day was Christmas Eve and Narcissa was taking the boys for a last Christmas shop. Cissa was getting her hat and coat on when she called to me.
"Lucius? Do you think you could run and get the boys? I told them to come down but they haven't yet." I got up and took the five-minute walk up to their room. I knocked and entered without waiting for a response. The boys did not look up when I entered. Draco was sitting on their bed and Harry was sitting astride him, kissing him passionately, holding him tenderly in his arms. I coughed and they both looked up. They both immediately went fiery red and leapt up, arranging their clothes awkwardly.
"Come down you two, your mother's waiting. And Draco, you know the rules. None of that when I might catch you."
"Why me?"
"You're the dominant one in this relationship aren't you? You set the rules."
"Yeah, Harry's the b-"
"Thank you for that image Draco. Now get downstairs both of you. Have you got coats? And money?"
"They're already by the door."
"Okay, bye son."
"Bye!"
"Bye Mr Malfoy."
"Goodbye Harry." Oh holy crap…Why???