:D Another chapter because you guys make me wanna write more! I hope your happy with this chapter, this was again just written without much before-planning. I promise Lucius' punishment is not over just yet! 3 to all my reviewers!
Warnings: Fluff & some serious anger issues ^^' Mainly just a plot filler
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any characters used, nor do I make profit from writing this
Everyone give some love to KayelleJohnlock ! She's been very helpful with ideas for this story & just being plain supportive! Thanks hun!
Draco placed kisses along Harry's neck, smiling a little when he felt him slowly start to wake up. It was early in the morning, a few more hours before the sun would rise.
"Mmmh…Draco?" When he opened his eyes and saw it was actually him, he blushed deeply before rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
"M-master what is it?" Draco cleared all emotion from his face before stroking Harry's cheek.
"Morning pet, I really didn't wish to wake you so early, but I didn't want you to wake up alone. I have to go deal with something, but I promise to be back soon." He tried to stop himself from shaking but after what happened yesterday, he couldn't help him.
"Shh, shh, Raven; I am not leaving the property. I need to go deal with my…Father. If you need me at all, send Wispy for me and I will be here immediately." Draco was reluctant to even mention his Father around Harry, but he didn't want him to think he was abandoning him.
"Alright Master, I will." With a quick kiss to Harry's forehead, Draco rose from the bed before moving to the wardrobe to change his clothes. Putting on a pair of gray slacks and white button up shirt; he left his robe behind.
"Don't forget, I'll come if you need me. If anything, you know where Tom's bedroom is." Harry nodded silently before watching Draco leave. He curled up back on his side, pulling Draco's pillow to his chest.
'Don't worry, he'll come back.' He reminded himself mentally, closing his eyes and trying to fall back into sleep.
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Voldemort sat up against the headboard, his fingers dragging through Severus' hair while he slept. It had been such a long time since he had found companionship beyond the small friendship him and Harry had begun. When he had first recruited the Potion's Master, it had been just to gain him for his abilities with Potion making that none other so young had mastered. Before he had realized what was happening, he was beginning to care for Severus in a way he promised himself to never care about anyone. Feeling his lover shift under his touch, he allowed a kiss to press against his chest.
"Good morning, My Lord."
"Morning, my serpent; did you rest well?" He grinned when Severus blushed at his words, leaning his head back as the man curled back up on his lap.
"Yes, My Lord; I always sleep well here." Voldemort grinned at the man's admission to the feel of safety and comfort in his bed.
"Good to know, I am assuming you must head back to Hogwarts today?"
"Yes, My Lord." Voldemort fought off a sigh, but nodded.
"I would like to have breakfast with you before you leave, if that is alright?" Severus looked up from his placement with a small smile.
"Yes, My Lord, I would like that very much."
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Draco arrived down in the dungeon to find his Father propped up against the wall, looking worse for wear.
"Hello Father, I see Our Lord has been to visit you."
"Hello Draco, your smart mouth is not needed to make a point." Grinning at his Father in an aggressive manner, he opened the cell door before shutting it behind him.
"I believe the point has already been made for me, but I have no problem enforcing it on my own." With a flick of his wand, he had his Father standing up against the wall. He'd grown to be just as tall as the older Malfoy, his hair about half the length of his Father's.
"I do not see why you are upset, my son. He's just a pet-"
"He is my pet, Father. No one touches what is mine." He bit off, cutting his Father off before he could finish ranting. If there was one thing Lucius Malfoy was good at, it was listening to himself talk.
"I am a man now, and my decisions are my own. Who I choose as my pet, and what I choose to do with him; is my decision and you have no say over how I reward him; or choose to punish him. You went too far this time Father, and I have it in my right mind to kill you right now. I'm sure Our Lord would be more than happy with my decision to off you." He could see the actually nervousness appearing in his Father's eyes.
"Of course Mother would be sad, but I'm sure she would understand when I tell her exactly why I did what I did. She would move on, find herself someone more worthy; someone who cherishes her better. We all know that you care of no one but yourself, Father."
"That is not true, Draco. I love your Mother and you very much. You both mean everything to me. If you feel I overstepped my boundaries with your pet-"
"You're damn well right you overstepped your boundaries, you always do. Its Malfoy's always get what they want Father, right? Well right now, I want you to pay for touching what's mine." With a swift movement of his wand, it was done. He smirked when his Father looked at him confused.
"I feel your biggest enjoyment in life is hearing yourself speak Father. That's the only thing your good at, after all. So until I deem otherwise, you won't be able to speak a single word." Draco hissed menacingly. Lucius' face turned red in anger as he opened his mouth to yell and nothing happened.
"That's right Father, get use to listening to others telling you what to do until I say otherwise. I believe this is enough to satisfy me for now." Draco turned to leave, but stopped and turned back around.
"Oh, I forgot one important thing. Until Our Lord says otherwise, I believe it'll be good for you to be banned from the Manor. You'll be let out when Our Lord feels like it. Good day, Father; I'll be speaking with Mother this afternoon." Finally turning to leave, Draco couldn't wipe the smirk from his face as he heard the sound of pounding on cement.
'Serves the bastard right.'
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Voldemort, Severus, and Harry sat at the table for breakfast. The younger man had joined the other two men not too long after they arrived in the dining room. The Elves brought a multitude of food items to eat, but Harry wasn't very hungry. He chose a glass of pumpkin juice as the other two ate.
"Are you sure you won't eat, Harry?" He looked up when he realized he was being spoken too and cleared his throat.
"No thank you, Tom. I'm not very hungry this morning." Severus frowned, but Voldemort nodded his head in acceptance.
"If you're sure, Harry."
"I am thank you though." Hearing the doors open, he couldn't stop the relived smile from gracing his face.
"Hello, my Raven; how are you faring this morning?"
"I am well Master, thank you. How is your morning?"
"It is better now that I am here, thank you pet." Draco sat next to Harry, grabbing some toast and a few slices of bacon for himself.
"I have already been to see him today, My Lord. I have deemed it advisable that he not be allowed back at the manor until you and I can agree that it is in everyone's…best interest." Voldemort nodded, using his napkin to wipe his mouth.
"That sounds fine with me, Draco. Is that all?" The satisfied smirk from earlier graced his face, and Severus' raised his brow in curiosity.
"I am so sad to say that when you approach him about the subject, he won't be able to answer you. At least, not until I decide he should be able to use his voice again." Severus fought off a snort of laughter while Voldemort grinned.
"That sounds wonderful, Draco. The man does talk way too much to be healthy."
"My thoughts exactly, My Lord; there is one thing I wished to ask you though."
"By all means Draco, ask." Harry watched the interaction between everything, and couldn't help the small smile at Severus' reaction to Lucius losing the ability to talk.
"I need to go speak with my Mother before he may go home, but I do not wish to have Harry out of my sight. Would it be permissible to ask that he be allowed to go with me to Malfoy Manor?" Harry's eyes widened in shock, along with the other two men at Draco's request; it was unheard of for Harry to be allowed to leave. He hadn't left the manor itself since the war ended and his garden outings had been granted for good behavior; as well as Draco's mistake of not listening to Harry.
"I do not see a problem with him going with you, as long as he is back before nightfall."
"Thank you My Lord, we will both be back before then." Finishing up his food, Draco rose from the table before turning to face Harry.
"Would you like to get ready for our departure, Raven?" The smile that Harry graced him with was beyond beautiful to him, and he had to fight off his own grin.
"Yes Master!" Before anyone could say anything else, Harry was out of his chair and gone from the dining room.
I hope this was enough to quell your hunger for more, for now! :D I plan on having another chapter out this weekend, while hoping to write up a bunch more so I don't get behind with term. Thanks again for all the reviews! -R.F.