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Warnings:
Homosexual relationship
NOT FOR THE EYES OF CHILDREN
MENTIONS OF RAPE
GRAPHIC VIOLENCE
Polygamous relationship
DOM/SUB
MATES/(SLIGHT) CREATURE FIC
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Mistress Slytherin
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Chapter 2
When Harry woke he was warm and quite comfortable, if it wasn't for the headache that slowly yet steadily pounded behind his eyes he would have been perfectly happy to stay right where he was. But he knew that something would be required for this comfort, Sphinx had always demanded it before, and he was much kinder in the mornings if Harry took the initiative. Swallowing slightly for courage he slid casually under the edge of the blankets and over towards the heat radiating from his bed partner. He frowned curiously in his half asleep state when his questioning fingers met steady bumps and ridges of fine cut muscles. Had Sphinx been working out? But then he shrugged inwardly and without bothering to open his eyes his hands sought out the hardening flesh and slowly began to work it before eventually adding his mouth. It wasn't until a loud moan of appreciation was issued though that Harry realized that something was very, very different- for one this wasn't Sphinx. He gasped around the hardness in his mouth and fingers came down to wind into his hair and push insistently.
"You started this, you'd better finish." Came the raspy warning. Harry shivered his mind working frantically as he continued to work the flesh. Memories of what had led him here seemed to slap him in the face and with a start he realized that he was in fact in the Slytherin dorms, in Draco Malfoy's bed. Yet he'd slept unmolested. Sphinx had never passed up the opportunity to wake him with the kiss of the whip or the hideous burn of a cigarette pressed to some exposed part of him. While a muggle Sphinx was more than aware that wizards existed and seemed completely fascinated by Harry's ability to heal so quickly. The grip in his hair tightened and Harry groaned softly allowing himself to enjoy this, just this one part of the act that he'd never been able to get over no matter who he was with. Cum smattered into his open mouth and across his face as he greedily lapped at it until there wasn't any more. He was about to reach up and wipe his face a bit when Draco's hands caught him and hauled him up across his body their skin brushing against each other as he was drawn into a deep heady kiss.
When they parted again Draco watched him with satisfied eyes his fingers coming up and sliding over some of the mess before dragging across his bottom lip. Harry opened his mouth obediently and suckled on the fingers shuddering slightly.
"You like that?" Draco said knowingly. Harry flushed and ducked his head shrinking back slightly. "No, no- don't be ashamed or frightened, Sphinx might have tried to train you out of feeling pleasure but that isn't what I want." Malfoy said softly. "I want you to burn with pleasure Harry Potter; I want you to belong to me in every sense of the word. I want to train you so well that I can make you hard with just a word and keep you from coming with just my will. I want you to feel pleasure, and I want you to tell me when we do something that you like is that understood?" Draco said lifting Harry's chin with his knuckle. Harry swallowed hardly daring to breathe. He was allowed to like what was being done to him? With Sphinx it had been different, everything was for Sphinx's pleasure, if Harry felt pleasure and he wasn't intended to feel it Sphinx would toss him to the side and tell him how disgusted he was with him. Harry didn't like that, he'd never liked that one thing but he'd figured that it was his fault, that he was disgusting somehow.
"Yes master." Harry all but whispered.
"Good, now come with me to the shower and wash me." Draco said flicking his wand at the curtains around the bed. For a moment Harry had a horrible thought- what if Draco had shared dorms? But apparently Slytherin was different, Draco had his own room which became apparent when they stepped out of bed and made their way to the door at the far end of the room which Harry came to realize was the shower. Draco looked at him expectantly when he stepped into the shower and the hot spray started. Harry had never been allowed to touch Sphinx like this, in fact if Harry was anywhere near the bathroom while the other man was in it he was liable to get shot at. He poured soap onto the large sponge and with trembling hands began to scrub the pale skin.
"Good Potter, there is no reason to fear me, if I hurt you it will be because you broke a rule and we will discuss what your punishment will entail before hand." Malfoy soothed. Harry was surprised by the reassurance and looked up at Draco with wide startled eyes. Draco's hand caught his wrist and helped him glide the sponge over his skin. "Explore, go on." He said grabbing Harry's other hand in his larger firmer grip and guiding it across his flesh. Harry shivered slightly; he'd never been allowed to touch Sphinx freely. Hesitantly he began to move his own hand without Malfoy's guiding it. His eyes widened as the feel of wet skin slid under his fingers. He washed the pale flesh with newfound curiosity and for a moment he nearly forgot that Malfoy was there watching him. He startled though when hands settled in his hair and firmly began to scrub making him blink up at Draco in shock. He bit his lip for a long moment and swallowed while grey eyes watched him waiting patiently.
"I-I like this." Harry said his face flushing as he ducked his head sure that Malfoy would be laughing at him. Instead he was pulled under the spray and the suds were rinsed out.
"Good, very good." Draco praised before leaning down and drawing him into a heated kiss. The sensation of the spray of water and the tingle of their mouths brushing and pressing made Harry lose himself to the kiss. Never had anything felt so good in his life. His hands were captured again and soap poured into them before Draco leaned forward pressing their foreheads together so that Harry could reach to wash his hair. Hands moved down tracing his scars idly and brushing over the bumps of his ribs. Harry felt his breath hitch and dropped his head. "What is it?" Draco said his hands settling on Harry's hips brushing over the prominent hip bones.
"I-you…you aren't disgusted?" Harry whispered. He knew what he looked like, he'd been starved for a majority of his life and that summer especially had taken its toll on him. He wasn't just lean any longer, he was gaunt and his waist was sunken in obviously. He could hide it usually, under baggy clothes and thick cloaks, but here, naked under the spray while grey eyes traced over him- he was hideous and he knew it.
"You are mine now Potter, I can heal these scars and feed you until I'm sure you are healthy and content. I don't find you disgusting, even when you were being a prat you were always beautiful." He said smirking as he ducked his head under the spray. Harry stared at him in shock a blush spread across his cheeks. "Let me show you Potter." Draco whispered suddenly the intent of his hands changing. "You are mine." He whispered before taking Harry's mouth in a thorough kiss. Harry didn't know what to do, Sphinx only ever kissed him to prove a point and they were always brutal punishing kisses. Sphinx never sought to give him pleasure, but Draco's hands did, they poured over him curiosity becoming pointed, lingering in places where Harry found himself gasping or whimpering. Harry was shaking but it wasn't for fear and Draco groaned against his mouth before reaching around and whispering something. Harry gasped and arched back as he became slick back there and he stared at Draco in confusion.
"He never prepared you?" Draco said his face suddenly hardening. Harry tilted his head forward and dropped his gaze. He didn't know what Draco was talking about. A hand gripped his chin and drew it up. "It's only ever hurt for you hasn't it? He never, not once took the time to make it feel good did he?" Harry wondered for a brief terrifying moment if he hadn't broken some rule. Draco looked angry, furious and Harry wondered if he had failed the older boy some how.
"I'm sorry!" He gasped his body automatically beginning to shrink into its self. Draco stared at him for a long moment his anger turning to shock. Harry jumped when Draco's fist suddenly slammed into the tile beside his head. He stood completely still as he watched Draco breathe heavily.
"I'm going to need help." Draco said after a moment. Slowly he pulled away from Harry and reached out settling his hand on Harry's cheek and brushing his thumb across his bottom lip. "Come Harry, let's get dressed." He said flicking his hand at the spray in annoyance. Harry was startled when the water suddenly turned off and Draco turned around stepping out of the shower. "Dry me." Draco ordered though there was little joy in the order. Harry stepped out and grabbed a towel blushing at the slick feel and shivering slightly. It felt good. His eyes slid across golden flawless skin and Harry sighed in wonder. Malfoy had only ever been a bastard to him before, but he'd always thought the other boy was beautiful.
"I-I like this." Harry whispered. Draco glanced back at him in slight shock having been drawn from his darker thoughts. He smirked slightly and turned so that Harry could dry his front.
"Get everything Potter." He said guiding Harry's hands down. Harry's breath hitched and his face flushed.
"I'm not allowed to touch!" He breathed stepping back automatically. Draco frowned.
"Sphinx's rules don't apply here." He said gripping Harry's wrist and bringing him closer. Harry felt his breath catch. It was one thing to be able to touch Draco while he was bathing him even if he didn't understand it, but outside of the oddly intimate shower?
"I…" He hesitated watching Draco for reaction.
"Do what you like, I won't hurt you, if I stop you, you need to stop but you won't be punished not for this." He said softly his gaze serious. Harry swallowed thickly. It was almost too good to be true but Draco had told him that he could…He leaned forwards carefully his eyes ever watchful for rebuke and carefully pressed his lips to the pectoral muscle.
"MALFOY!" Harry jumped pack and shrank down covering his head protectively. "MALFOY OI MALFOY!" Draco growled viciously and strode out of the bathroom throwing on a bathrobe as he went. "Shit-fuck I'm sorry Malfoy but Snape sent me to get you, there's this really creepy bloke in the Great Hall, says he's after Potter-" Harry felt his chest seize up nononononononono…he was free from Sphinx! Draco had bought him! He whimpered and silence fell through the other room.
"I'll be there in a second." Draco said shortly before the door slammed closed.
"Potter!" Draco snapped. Harry was shaking, he opened his mouth to answer but nothing came out. Draco strode into the bathroom fury written on his face only to melt away at the sight of him. Draco stood where he was for a moment a thoughtful frown on his lips. The boy sighed softly. "Come here Harry." He said opening his arms slightly. Harry whimpered he didn't know if he could but it was a direct order and if anything he'd been trained well. He moved stiffly and hesitantly made his way into the open arms which tightened around him.
"Please, please I'll do anything." He whispered. "Don't send be back there…please, I'll die!"
"Like hell I'm letting him have you back." Draco said softly. "Come on Potter where has your courage gone?" Draco said softly. "Dress me, focus on that and trust me to take care of you." Harry didn't know how he could or possibly would be able to trust Draco, but he had no choice, he knew that all too well. Malfoy was being kind right now, guiding him a bit but Harry wasn't an idiot Sphinx had done the same for the first few days, aside from the rape the man had been more than doting. Harry swallowed thickly and nodded before moving to help Draco dress. His hands shook and his lips trembled but Draco was steady visibly unworried. Harry wondered if the other boy had any idea who he would be facing. Harry had seen some of the things Sphinx could do when pissed off; to put it lightly it hadn't been pretty. A feeling of dread washed through him as he bent to tie Draco's shoe. He was just one knot away from having to see Sphinx again.
"Please, please don't send me back there." He repeated once the knot was done.
"You're absolutely terrified of him aren't you?" Draco said frowning quietly. "Don't be, I don't like it, I'll keep you from him Potter, I'll keep you safe. Come." He said before turning sharply. Harry took a deep steadying breath before following behind Draco. The halls had never seemed so long and desolate as they did now, the sky outside made a mockery of him with its blue cloudless cheer and lightly chirping birds. It was the perfect Saturday and it made him feel mildly ill. Harry stuck close to Draco and trained his eyes on the stone floor as the other boy strode forward confidently.
There was something different about Draco Harry noted, he'd noted it from the start of the term though he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was. Yet here and now with little else to do and nothing to say Harry found himself evaluating the boy. Draco was taller than he remembered but that didn't surprise him overly much, most of the boy's in his year had grown over the summer- not him of course, with little nutrition and a stressful environment he could almost worry that he would never grow. But Malfoy was taller and broader, and just…just different. Harry frowned in thought. He knew that Lucius Malfoy had been thrown in Azkaban after the ministry fiasco, had that had something to do with the sudden change in Draco? Draco seemed so much older more mature as though something over the summer had forced him to grow up in more ways than one. This wasn't the boy that Hermione had punched; this was a young man who knew who he was and where he stood in the world. As Harry gazed at the broad shoulders and proud grace he felt himself relax, he wasn't in the hands of a child. Draco wasn't overly cruel; he had shown that things would be different between them though Harry was still suspicious of this. Maybe, just maybe he could trust Draco to handle this.
"Good boy." Draco said softly as they arrived in front of the doors to the Great Hall. Gray eyes had glanced back at him and Harry was nearly startled by the smug smile Draco was wearing. "Open the door for me Harry." He said then. Harry swallowed thickly before scurrying forward and pushing the door open.
Pitch black eyes met his and his breath caught in his throat. Sphinx certainly had a flare for dramatics, he stood out like a sore thumb dressed in leather and high heeled combat boots, Harry shivered at the very sight of those heels. Sphinx had once fucked him raw with just his heel making him break and bleed. The man's signature red crushed velvet coat hung down around his arms in casual carelessness. Harry glanced at the head table, he had given up a long time ago on the headmaster coming to save him outside of Hogwarts, but surely the man wouldn't ignore what was happening right in front of him? But even as he thought this he met cold blue eyes and knew that he had no chance, no choice. Dumbledore would not save him. His heart squeezed and ached but Draco beckoned him forward as he strode past and Harry knew that this was his only chance. If he didn't follow Draco then Sphinx would surely kill him.
"So this is the uppity brat that thought he could steal from me?" Sphinx drawled a glint of violence in his gaze that didn't bode well for anyone.
"I wouldn't call it stealing." Draco said calmly. Sphinx sneered and Harry hovered behind Draco unsure of what to do.
"Ah, you mean because you expected me to accept his offer?" Sphinx said crooking his fingers. Harry nearly shrank back in terror as one of Sphinxes more dangerous guards stepped forward and tossed something in the air.
"Catch it Harry." Draco said softly. Harry moved before he registered what it was he was catching. With a soft thud the cold clammy flesh landed in his arms and he stared down at the tortured expression. A head. Oh Merlin it was a head…He felt his eyes slip closed. He'd seen worse living with Sphinx but touching it- the dead clammy flesh.
"I'm afraid I simply must decline." Sphinx said coldly. "Now return what's mine and be done with it." He said holding his hand out and beckoning to Harry. Harry felt bile rise in his throat. This was it; he was going to die-
"Don't move." Draco said darkly. Harry was frozen trapped between two wills. "Harry has agreed to be mine, that is a magically binding oath, paying you was simply a formality." Draco said casually. "Aside from that." He said reaching into his pocket and pulling out his mobile. "I've been sent a copy of the document between you and Vernon Dursley; it says quite clearly that the person that was supposed to be used as collateral was one Dudley Dursley. Because Harry Potter is a citizen of a magical community as well as heir to the Lord Potter title Vernon Dursley has no right to him or his property. He could not legally give you Potter, which means…" He drawled with narrowed eyes. "Potter was never yours to begin with." He finished his lips quirking. Harry felt his head spin. He…none of it….everything that had happened… And then Sphinx moved.
Just a flicker of emotion but in the few seconds it took for him too make a rush at Harry Draco had not been idle. Black eyes met his briefly the pupils dilating.
"Vampire, no wonder you could see Hogwarts." Draco muttered. Sphinx choked and gasped and Harry trembled as he slowly looked down and saw the stake embedded into Sphinx's chest. "Unfortunately you didn't think that there are ways of detecting and destroying a Vampire, or that there is a law in the ministry that states rather clearly that A, I am allowed to defend my property and B, that vampires are to be killed the moment they make any offensive moves against Minsitry officials or their property."
And then, Sphinx…the man that had broken him dissolved- simply fell into a pile of ashes while Harry stared at his twisted expression. Draco waved his wand at the stake in his hand and cleansed it before sliding it away. Harry turned to the other boy and knew for certain now that this Draco Malfoy was not the one he'd left behind the year previous.
"Please excuse the mess headmaster." Draco said coolly before reaching out and tugging Harry close.
"Hogwarts is not your jurisdiction mister Malfoy; I can't have my students endangered." The headmaster said gravely. Draco smirked and tugged the decapitated head from Harry's frozen grip.
"Should I leave? You were the one that insisted that I finish my schooling." He said with a shrug. The headmaster frowned and for the first time his eyes turned to Harry.
"No, that will not be necessary." He said before turning his gaze away. Harry felt his heart drop in betrayal.
"Very well then, now if you'll excuse me I have a missive to write." Draco said stiffly before turning drawing Harry with him as they stepped out of the Great Hall leaving the doors to bang shut behind them with a sense of finality. Harry made it all of three steps before the first sob escaped. Draco glanced at him grimly. "Talk it out Potter." He said gently his hold tightening and becoming protective.
"What-" But Harry didn't even have words for all that had happened.
"One thing at a time, just say the first thing that comes to your mind." Draco said his hand rubbing Harry's arm gently.
"You're different." Harry blurted before covering his mouth with his hands of all the things he could have said… But instead of beating him Draco simply nodded.
"You've been without any contact from the wizarding world the entire summer, it only makes sense that you wouldn't know what happened." Draco said leisurely. "My father as you well know was thrown into Azkaban. The dark lord would leave him to rot; he wanted to take over the Malfoy mansion, my home." Draco said his gaze dark. "I couldn't let that happen. I couldn't bear it, so I performed an ancient ritual, a dark ritual, to awaken a side of me that should have remained dormant." Harry listened raptly and leaned into Draco's side glad for the comfort. "Have you heard the rumors of my inheritance Potter?" Draco said turning to him. Harry frowned.
"Well Sean said that the Malfoys were rumored to have Veela blood." He said trying to think of anything that might have caused such a drastic change.
"I am a quarter Veela, I should never have come into my inheritance since the blood is so weak, however there is a ritual…" He trailed off and swallowed thickly. "I had to do something horrible." He whispered softly. Harry nuzzled Draco's side wanting to comfort him though he was confused as to why. "My father gave up his life so that I could force myself into inheritance." Draco admitted reluctantly. Harry gasped softly. He knew that look though, and he knew Lucius Malfoy.
"You mean you killed him." He said without judgment. Draco's expression twisted violently.
"I had to!" He defended. Harry shrank back a bit at the anger and Draco took a deep breath.
"Your father was going to ruin the Malfoy name." Harry said slowly. "You wanted to protect your name." He said with a nod.
"I loved my father, I respected him, but I had no other choice, if I didn't perform that ritual my mother would-" He cut himself off but Harry understood. The dark lord would take Draco's mother as a whore. That was the way it was done in the underground and it appeared that some things were the same even in the dark lord's ranks.
"I understand." Harry said softly. Grey eyes turned to him in surprise before a slow depreciating smile crept across Draco's lips.
"You do don't you?" He said shaking his head before turning his gaze forward again. "At any rate, once the ritual was complete and without any father to be the Alpha my Veela side reacted and matured. Instead of simply forcing my genetics to react I was forced to go through puberty as a veela as well." He said his eyes carefully blank.
"That must have hurt." Harry said in a small voice. A shudder passed through Draco.
"I thought I would go mad from the pain, I thought I had gone mad for a while, my mind retreated and I was left in an entirely primal state." He said through grit teeth. Harry calmed as Draco told his story, he could forget Sphinx, could forget everything, just listen that's all he needed to do right now. "Unfortunately the change was too great for the Malfoy wards to hide." Draco continued flawlessly. "I was contacted by the Unspeakables." He added slowly. "They placed me into a special program while my mind was still broken and trained me. Half the time I was pure Veela, the other half I was only partly human, when I finally came back to myself half of the summer was over and I was already being sent on missions for the ministry. A veela hunting rogue vampires- the irony." He said snorting. "Of course I hunted other things as well, Sirens, Werewolves- anything that broke the Ministries new laws and codes of conduct." Harry gazed at Draco with wide eyes.
"Codes of conduct?" He whispered.
"Creature Protection Act, Dumbledore helped pass the bill over the summer, a written list of laws and rules that all creatures must follow. In return they are to be treated like normal witches and wizards and the ministry provides necessary potions, blood or other needs. Severus has made a mint from it and donating blood is required once a month for all ministry employees. I suppose Dumbledore wants equal rights for all, the downside is that every creature is registered with the ministry they signed a document and essentially are tagged, we have a spell that reacts every time one breaks a rule. Of course the law is being rather lenient, if no harm is caused then the creature receives a citation, three citations leads to a weeks stay in Azkaban, three stays in Azkaban leads to termination or sedation." He said softly. Harry frowned.
"You mean that you kill them." Harry said with a slow nod. Draco nodded.
"Yes, that is my job, it's better than a 'kill on sight' rule which is what the ministry used to run by." He said with a shrug.
"But you didn't give him a citation." Harry said still unable to process what had happened.
"I didn't need to, as my property you are technically an extension of me, any attack made on ministry personnel or CPA law enforcement is grounds for immediate termination." Draco said idly.
"CPA?" Harry said softly. Draco glanced down at him and frowned.
"Is any of this going into your head Potter? CPA is the Creature Protection Act." Draco said with a snort. Harry frowned but nodded never the less.
"So you own me?" Harry said softly. Draco's grip tightened.
"I certainly do." He said with a lift of his chin.
"But back there you said that Sphinx never legally owned me." Harry said frowning.
"True, I don't know what happened, whether your uncle tried to pass you off as his son or whether Sphinx just decided he liked you better, either way the transfer was illegal, that too was grounds for termination." He said with a tilt of his head.
"So…the whole thing was a sham, I could have run away…" Harry's head was swimming.
"No, he would have found you, Vampires are capable of scenting someone once they've had their blood but he didn't own you, in fact I think we should have a bit of a chat with my lawyers about those mudbloods that sent you to him in the first place. The fact that you were a magical child and heir to the Potter line would be enough for a rather long stay in Azkaban." Draco said idly.
"What do you mean 'were' aren't I still?" Harry said with a frown.
"Only if I allow it. The moment you consented to being mine a magical oath was built between us, that oath left everything about you in my control. I can allow you to be heir and someday lord or I can handle the title myself." Draco said before whispering the password to the Slytherin portrait and guiding Harry through the door.
"So…I have…nothing." Harry said softly his eyes wide and his heart pounding. "I am nothing…just a piece of furniture a-a fuck toy for your pleasure." He whispered swaying slightly. "Nothing's really changed." He breathed.
"I will take care of you Potter, you are mine that is what you are, you are mine to care for, mine to build up, mine to protect and yes mine to fuck but you are more than just that." He said turning Harry around to face him. Harry was shaking.
"Really?" He said sarcastically. "What am I then?" He whispered in self disgust. Draco gazed at him for a long moment.
"You aren't ready to hear that just yet." He said softly. Harry was almost surprised to see a glimmer of regret in the other boy's eyes.
"Draco?" Harry shifted behind Draco uneasily as he caught sight of Snape sliding out of the shadows as though he hadn't been in the Great Hall mere moments before.
"Uncle." Draco said nodding his head. Dark eyes flickered to Harry in thought but there was none of the usual malice written in them and that more than anything unnerved Harry.
"You need me?" Snape said his gaze flickering back to Draco.
"He's been hurt far worse than I know how to deal with, I need you to enter his mind and-" Harry let out an involuntary whimper and stepped back causing Draco to stiffen and turn slightly. "Tell me." He demanded his eyes narrowed. Harry had no choice; he'd never had a choice.
"He hurts me when he enters my mind." Harry said dropping his eyes as his shoulders curled inwards.
"When he- Uncle Sev?" Draco turned back to the man dangerously and Harry was startled to hear a soft growl leave Draco.
"The headmaster had requested that I teach him Occlumency last year." The man said with a sneer. Draco's eyes narrowed.
"Come here Uncle, settle your hand on his neck and tell me what you feel." Draco growled. Harry was surprised to see Snape grudgingly step forward. Harry flinched a bit when the hand came up but a look from Draco kept him still as the hand settled across the side of his neck just below his ear and down to his collar bone. A curious feeling settled in his chest, a feeling that he hadn't felt in a very long time- safety, warmth…he felt tears drip down his cheeks before he could help it and his trembling legs gave out from under him dislodging the hand. Snape's expression was startled his eyes wide and the hand that had touched him unsteady.
"He's…"
"He had no reason to block you out Uncle Sev, he wouldn't have been able to -it's not natural for him to want to keep you out. I imagine that would have been incredibly stressful for him." Draco said quietly.
"He's dormant though, how could I have known?" Snape said. Harry let out an alarmed sound when the man suddenly bent forward and scooped him up.
"That's no excuse and you know it." Draco said his stance tense.
"He's hurt I can feel it." Snape said distracted Harry gasped as he was carried up towards Draco's room.
"You see why I needed you? He needs to be awakened; he can't heal properly in his human skin." Draco said confusing Harry further.
"The link…the link that's why Lily…" Snape was muttering causing Harry to stare at him with wide eyes.
"He wasn't even born yet but some part of you knew." Draco said closing the door behind him. Harry shivered as he was deposited onto the bed.
"I couldn't help it Draco! Not after Potter let her be killed!" Snape said standing suddenly his dark eyes slightly wild.
"So you hated him? I know." Draco said with surprising understanding. "I didn't know why I was drawn to him but he never listened to me, never gave me the chance and that made me want to hurt him. But he's here now and we have a chance to fix this." He said with a firm nod. The two men shared a long look before Snape did something completely and utterly surprising. Harry gasped as the man suddenly crossed the room and wound his arms around Draco pressing their lips together in a desperate kiss. Harry felt a curl of heat spread through him and his cheeks flushed as he watched Draco deepen the kiss his hand wrapping into dark hair and tugging lightly. Harry was embarrassed to feel himself reacting- he shouldn't, this was Malfoy and Snape for Merlins sake! But all the same his body pulsed pleasantly and tingled when Snape let out a deep contented sound. Draco pulled away slowly his eyes burning as they stared at Snape. What the hell was going on?
"I'll brew the potions." Snape said his voice slightly gruff.
"Of course you will." Draco said smirking. Snape snorted slightly.
"He needs to understand who and what he is to us before I give it to him though." Snape said glancing at Harry his eyes dark and unfathomable.
"I want to check his blood first to make sure of what we are dealing with, I can do that here but I'll need to go to the ministry and register him."
"The press is going to go wild." Snape said dryly.
"I'll make sure they spin it in a positive light, the Malfoys have forty percent shares in all media."
"Except the Quibbler." Harry felt the need to point out. Draco's lip curled slightly.
"Yes well, I'll be delicate and not insult it just for you pet." Draco said releasing Snape at last.
"The potions should be ready within the week." Snape said crossing his arms comfortably across his chest. Draco smirked slightly.
"You're just dying to kiss him aren't you?" He said knowingly. Snape made an odd noise and tried to paste a disgusted look on his face but even Harry who was completely shell shocked could see right through it. "Pet, kiss him." Draco ordered. Harry felt his breath catch in his throat. Every part of him told him that he should turn around and run, his mind and what little was left of his pride screamed in denial at the curl of pleasure that slid through him. He couldn't help it though, he crossed the distance between them and swallowed thickly when Snape's expression softened his eyes waiting, watching, his breath catching in his throat. Harry had to stretch up onto his toes to reach the man's mouth and for the briefest moment he hesitated waiting to be told to back off. When the command didn't come he couldn't help but close the last inch between them. The lips were surprisingly warm, and not as paper thin as he'd expected but soft and parted slightly as though in surprise. Harry felt the man flex his fists at his sides before something in the rigid form snapped and he was being gathered up against a broad surprisingly firm chest. Suddenly he was breathless with the power of the kiss that was being delivered and his head began to spin as pleasure built at being pressed flush against the other man. "Shit." Harry gasped but Snape's kiss distracted him from Draco's hissed exclamation as a tongue slipped into his mouth and began mapping it out claiming it and sending shooting tingling sensations through him.
"Mmmnn -shouldn't be doing this-" Snape murmured against his mouth.
"Shut up Sev." Draco hissed as he pulled his hair to the side and pressed kisses to the back of his neck. Harry didn't know what to do, it was so much to take in, he couldn't think straight-
"Draco if this doesn't stop…" Snape muttered pulling away briefly his eyes burning into Harry's.
"Then don't let it stop, we need this Sev, he needs to know what pleasure is." Draco said his hands reaching around one to tweak Harry's nipple, the other to begin unbuttoning his shirt. Harry gasped and threw his head back before he could help it. Snape let out a growl and snapped forward biting down on his neck and causing him to gasp and cry out. There was the barest feeling of something pricking his skin before his neck was released with a snarl. Harry let out a strangled sound when Snape's hand grasped his arousal and quite suddenly the man pulled away completely.
"No Draco." He hissed panting as though he'd run a marathon. Harry felt Draco's hands tighten and he swallowed thickly when he realized that Draco's nails had lengthened into claws a low growl escaping him.
"Severussss." Draco hissed lowly making Harry shiver.
"Part of being dominant is knowing when to stop, if we continue now then we will be no better than the man that has been raping and hurting him." Snape said firmly.
"Oh he's quite willing I assure you, you should have seen him in the shower earlier." Draco purred in his ear. Harry trembled at the reminder and Draco's hands halted.
"You said you wanted someone to guide you Draco." Snape said his eyes dark. Harry could hear Draco swallow thickly could hear the slight whine that left Draco's throat.
"I want him." Draco said tightly, "I need him." He admitted causing Harry to flush.
"No, right now you need to get off." Snape said indelicately. "But this isn't about what you want Draco; it's about what he needs." He said crossing his arms and looking as imposing as ever despite the noticeable bulge in the front of his trousers. Draco let out a strangled hiss before releasing Harry entirely leaving him to sway startled by the sudden motion. Draco prowled away his eyes nearly glowing, like mercury and his claws still flexing. His muscles rippled as he stalked towards the bathroom and disappeared inside slamming the door behind him. Snape let out a relieved sigh and Harry felt himself trembling, an unstoppable shaking that made his knees suddenly weak. He fell to the floor with a whimper and curled his arms around his knees protectively. He couldn't even think right. "Hush….hush Potter." Snape's voice was oddly soothing, hypnotic almost and Harry couldn't help but accept the man's hold when he bent forward and easily scooped him up. "You are ours now." The man said. His voice was little more then a low rumble, there wasn't simple possession in it, but more, much more and Harry couldn't understand it but it felt safe. He pressed closer and felt the man cradle him close before moving them to the small table shifting Harry just enough to be able to snap his fingers. A bowl of hearty smelling soup appeared beside a basket of hot fresh bread. Harry had never smelled anything more delicious but he knew better than to touch. His first week in Sphinx's care had taught him never to even think of eating without explicit permission otherwise he was liable to end up with broken glass slipped into his meal- or worse. He felt slightly queasy at just the thought of some of the other things he'd found in his food that first week- things that would give nightmares to even the strongest men.
"What are you thinking of?" Snape said his voice tired. Harry noticed belatedly that he was sitting on the man's lap and that the man's arousal had gone down. He flushed. He couldn't say no that was rule number one.
"My first week with Master Sphinx." Harry said softly. Dark eyes were riveted on him and he knew he wouldn't be able to get away with just that. "I wasn't supposed to eat without direct permission; if I did I would find…things in my food." He said looking away his hands fisting around the man's robes without him noticing.
"What kinds of things?" Harry startled to see Draco standing in the doorway of the bathroom looking more human and much calmer than he had previously. "Tell me." He demanded before crossing the room and sitting across from them. He didn't demand that Harry move from his perch on Severus' lap but that could mean anything, Harry floundered for a moment before deciding that answering the question was probably the best option at the moment. He bit his lip and tried to distance himself from it.
"First time it was glass." He said his voice trembling. "I threw up blood for hours and had a fever." He looked away. "Then…then the drugs, I would wake up to Spinx's men doing…things to me." He said his voice wavering. He paused to catch his breath as the panic began to set in.
"And?" Snape guided his hand sliding across in smooth soothing circles. Harry found himself leaning into the touch swallowing back the bile.
"People." He said closing his eyes as though it would help to block out the images. "He made me eat- human flesh." He said choking slightly. He could remember it vividly; the horror that had overcome him when he realized what he was eating. Sphinx had laughed at him and made him eat all of it before fucking him over the table. Harry gasped as he was suddenly drawn back from the flashback and found himself cradled securely between Snape and Malfoy who were letting out small sounds distressed sounds and sounds to try to calm him. Snape had stopped trying to speak words and was a litany of low growls and calming soothing touches. Harry realized belatedly that they were in Draco's bed and that he couldn't remember getting there but oddly enough he didn't feel as alarmed is he maybe should have felt.
"Harry?" Draco whispered nuzzling his neck gently. Harry opened his mouth to speak but what came out instead was a sound, the sound of a wounded animal.
"Hush, you're safe, Draco we must let it be tonight, he's exhausted we all are. We must proceed with caution, only make a move if he asks for it and for Merlin's sake use your judgment. He's been hurt terribly I think you can see that now." Snape growled. Harry glanced fearfully at Malfoy and saw mercurial eyes flash brilliantly before the light subsided and Draco nodded slowly.
"Fine, yes, you're right, I do need your help." He said looking away in annoyance. Harry felt Snape press closer to him arms surrounding him and holding him tightly.
"Okay?" The man asked with a surprising amount of gentleness. Harry swallowed and nodded. Why was he asking that? Didn't he know that Harry didn't have a choice? Although…it did feel nice- and even nicer when Draco scooted impossibly closer with a huff sandwiching him between them and leaving him feeling oddly…safe and grounded. He didn't feel as though he was going to fall off the edge of a cliff any more. Gradually his body relaxed and he let out a small sleepy sound of apology.
"Quiet pet, just sleep." Draco said gruffly his eyes flashing slightly. "Sleep and forget for a little while." He added his voice fading as Harry's eyes closed and sleep overcame him.