A/N: So as I described in my note, that this chapter is replacing: I am sorry this wasn't out sooner, but I do have a job, and sometimes it's rough because I work late, and work alot. Anyhow, I had today off, so I decided to get some things done, and this just happened to be on my mind. Didn't want to leave you without another update for too much longer, so alas, here it is.
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txcalbud: Ok, so with the illness? Well...I know I'm bad for writing what it is (you'll find out in this chapter.) But I kind of wanted to have an element of suprise in here...so that readers wouldn't judge the story before they read it. So yeah, but thanks for the review, glad you liked it, and continue to like it. As always enjoy!
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WARNING: Ok, so I didn't mention this part of the story in the summary (where most people mention their warnings) because I didn't want to lose any readers, that might judge the story because of this particular warning. If you think you can handle the warning that's going to be in this chapter, WITHOUT first knowing what it is, then I urge you to do so (it WON'T be rape, non-con, dub-con, or character death, or blood, or mutilation) but if you just absolutely have to know, I've posted a note at the bottom of the chapter concerning the warning. Thank you for your time.
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Chapter 18
"The Walls of this Prison"
Harry
"Ok, Ms. Norbury, just sign here. Once we're done with that, we just have to wait for HQ to approve of the deal, and then we can head back."
"Sounds like a plan, Mr. Potter. Sounds Like a plan." With that she shook my hand.
"Good, now that that is settled...would you like a drink?"
"Mr. Potter, I do believe you are trying to win my heart here."
I laugh politely as I gather a couple of glasses together and start pouring some scotch for both of us. Suddenly, I drop the bottle and look up, a small gasp escaping my lips. Something is wrong...I can feel it. Something isn't right.
"Mr. Potter," a voice asked over the plane's communication system. "We're landing. I would advise that you and Ms. Norbury buckle up."
Numbly I reply "Yeah, uh, ok." I move to sit in a chair, and dazedly buckle my belt.
"You alright there? You don't look too good, if you don't mind my saying so."
"Yeah...everythings...yeah. Will you, uh, excuse me for a moment? I'm afraid I have to use the restroom."
I didn't wait for an answer, I just got up quickly and bolted out through the glass doors and down the hall towards my personal bathrooms. Quickly I grab the phone out of my pocket and dial Draco's number.
pick up, pick up...please pick up...
"Hey, this is Draco. I'm not able to get to the phone right now, or I just don't want to talk to you. Either way leave me a message! and I'll get back to you...maybe..."
My heart skipped a beat. Draco always answers his phone. There wasn't a single time he can remember that Draco wouldn't answer his phone.
"Fuck." I slammed my head against the door and sighed, trying to calm myself down. He'd call me back...he was just...in the shower or something. Just busy, and couldn't answer his phone at the moment. I have to believe that. He's got to be ok.
He has to be.
Draco
I'm on my stomach...that's all I know as I come to. It's cold...probably a stone floor, from what I can feel of the texture. It smells a little dank, so I'm probably somewhere underground. I don't dare move a muscle, letting my captors get an upperhand on me before I gain full control over my senses...not a good idea. Although what I can do at this point, without a wand to speak of, and no idea what I'm up against, I'm not sure.
Slowly, as if I think my captors are watching my every twitch, I raise my eyelids a little and try to see through the small field of vision that I've allowed myself without trying to be too obvious. I can't see anything, no boots, no weapons, or cloaks. So far so good. I open my eyes a little more, but not enough to let anyone who isn't watching closely enough, know that I'm concious.
I snap my eyes shut as I hear rustling coming from somewhere near me, not sure if anyone saw me.
"What are we going to do with him, once he's gained conciousness Master?"
That's Jess' voice. Disgust filled me, along with hate, and I wanted to get up and kick his ass.
"Oh, I do believe that'll be sooner than you think," and then a harsh, "Get up."
I didn't dare move. He could be speaking to Jess, and with all my might I hoped that he was. I'm not sure I could stomach him right now. I had trouble dealing with the fact that Jess was in the same room with me, but the fact that my father was here made it ten billions times worse. Bile rose in my throat, and I could think of nothing but escape.
"I said," The voice much closer now, standing over him. "Get. Up. NOW!"
With that, I was lifted up, by an unseen force and thrown against a nearby wall. I gained a standing postion quickly, and waited in a fighting stance I'd learned from my own father's training, so long ago.
"Tsk, tsk Draco. Here I was thinking I taught you to have some manners. What has always been my number one rule regarding our relationship?"
"Spare the lube, fuck the child?"
"Language Draco. We have company."
I looked, and thanfully, Jess was the only one there. It could've been worse. There could have been more.
"What? He doesn't know? That you tried, and I'm assuming are still trying to get into your own son's pants?"
Suddenly, my body filled with pain, and I crumpled to the floor trying to hold in my screams of agony for as long as possible. The crucio curse. Father's favorite.
Just as quickly as it had come, the pain had ended and the next thing I saw when I looked up was my father on the floor, and Jess by his side sitting him up.
"So," Lucius drawled, "I was right. You disgust me."
"What the hell are you talking about, you piece of shit?"
"Has being away from me, and general discipline had an affect on your language Draco? And I'm talking about that piece of filth you've been galivanting around with. And it."
That's where he'd lost me.
"Harry? What does he have to do with this?"
"He has EVERYTHING to do with this! He's touched you in places...done things to you...and you let him. If our lord were here to see you doing these things..." Lucius shuddered. "And now this."
"WHAT!" I yelled, I was truly confused.
"Pretending it isn't there, won't save it Draco. So you can stop playing innocent. How would you explain being able to throw me off my feet without the burst of power it gave you?"
"It...what the hell are you talking about, you sick fuck?"
My father looked as if he was about to crucio me again, when he stopped, as if struck by a new idea.
"You don't know, do you?" His smirk did nothing to calm my nerves, or put me at ease.
"Maybe." I tried, playing it safe. If this thing, whatever it was that was holding him back from killing me or crucio-ing me into next week, well I could use it to my advantage.
"Do not lie to me."
He strode over to me, and I backed myself up against the wall, my peripheral vision searching for anything that I could dive for and use as a weapon if necessary. We were in the basement of the manor. I knew this place like the back of my hand, except there was nothing here for me to use. The basement had three parts, essentially. The foyer, the dungeons, and the room I called the torture chamber. It was an empty room, perfect for sparring, or making potions, or having secret meetings...or killing something slowly for hours. We were in that room. For a moment he looked as if he was about to strike me, and I got ready for it. But then his eyes drifted down my body and stopped at my torso. He stared at it for a moment before jabbing his wand to my stomach, and whispering words I couldn't hear, even at his close distance.
I looked down and a blinding light blue light filled the room, coming not from his wand like I expected, but my own stomach. The light died down and he looked back at me with a smirk on his face.
"Just as I suspected. Filthy whore." He muttered.
"The only one filthy here is you."
"I'm not the one carrying Harry Potter's child."
Harry
The discomforted feeling I felt grew, and I knew...I just knew that I needed to get back to Draco. It had been an hour since I called his phone, and he still hadn't called back. There was no longer the illusion that my lover could be safe.
I stepped...more like ran...down the steps off of my jet, after quickly muttering to Ms. Norbury that I had to leave and that my people would take care of her sleeping arrangments. I ran to the other entrance to my jet and pulled down the latch there, entering directly into the cockpit.
"Landon, I need you to take me back to New York, straight away."
"Sir that's not possible. The propellors need to cool down, and we need to refuel. That'll take at least an hour, and that time is even pushing it."
"Do it. Or your fired."
Quickly I ran back down the stairs to see if there wasn't any other airline that could get me there, NOW. I ran into the privately owned airport that we flew into, and didn't stop until I saw someone in a uniform.
"Excuse me," I said catching my breath, "Wh- Where can I find someone in charge?"
"There's a help desk not too far from here. Keep going and make the first turn on your left. You can't miss it."
I barely took the time to utter a 'thanks', before I was rushing off again, in that direction. He was right. Just as I turned a corner there was a large sign that said 'Help Desk' on it.
"Hello, How may we be of assistance today?"
"Yeah, when does your next flight to New York get out?"
"I'm sorry sir but we don't allow last minute walk-ons. You must have tickets purchased at least three weeks in advance. All our flights are usually booked by now."
"And NO ONE has cancelled?"
"No one, sir." She didn't even look down to check the computer screen.
"Could you at least pretend to check?"
She looked down, after a moment, exasperated. "As I said," she replied shaking her head, "Nothing's available."
"Fuck you."
I ran to the nearest men's room and into the first stall I saw. Immediately I began emptying the contents of my stomach. I couldn't breathe...couldn't think...and then.
"Duh, you dumb fuck!"
I closed my eyes and concentrated, picturing very clearly, Draco's appartment. A second later the familiar stomach-lynching ride began and I whirled around in a vortex of dark before I re-appeared after what seemed an eternity on the carpeting of Draco's living room.
"DRACO! DRACO! DRACO?" I yelled, and I began frantically if not a little wildly searching each and every inch of the appartment.
"DRACO. Damn it! DRACO!"
I stepped into the bathroom and stopped. A towel was on the floor. Draco never left things on the floor. He was a complete freak about keeping things clean. I walked back into the bedroom and then I saw it. Draco's wand was on the floor. Draco may not like using it, but he still had a place for everything, and the floor was not the place he would leave his wand.
Frantically I searched for something, anything that could lead me to him. I ran through the appartment, looking for any other sign, any other clue. Just as I was about to give up, I slumped to the floor near the dining room...and saw it.
There was blood on the carpet.
"Jesus." I muttered. "What happened?"
Thinking the blood was Draco's, and that it could help me in my search, I dipped the tip of my wand into it, and then lifted it to the sky.
"Point me."
Draco
"How does it feel Draco? Knowing that I'm going to rip that baby from you, and you're going to watch it die? How does it feel to know that you'll die knowing that I killed your child, and then that I will have killed both it's fathers? Does it make you sad? Does it make you want to cry?"
Through swollen eyes, and shallow breathing, I looked up at my father with as much hate and force as I could.
"Actually it just makes me want to kick your ass."
He laughed, a sick demonic laugh that no one save for Lord Voldemort could have topped.
"Oh Draco. I'm not one for your humor, but when you tell your far fetched tales, I just can't help myself."
"He'll find you, you know. And when he does, you'll wish you'd never been born."
"Oh but Draco, how can I wish not to be born, when all my time is spent wishing that YOU were never born?" He ended, spitting on me.
I tried to get up, but just slumped back over, my right leg already having been broken when he'd used a couple of his first leviation spells to throw me against walls. I winced as I lay back down on the cold floor.
"Did you really think you could escape me Draco? That Azkaban could even hold me?"
"I was hoping they would kill you actually."
He smirked, and let out a small laugh.
"Well you know the ministry. A bunch of fools." He put emphasis on that last word.
"I would've joined them, before you. Any day."
"And now you're learning the errors of your ways, aren't you? Too bad you won't be around to regret them for too much longer."
"I regret nothing. I will apologize, for nothing."
"Such noble sentiments," My father replied, leaning down closer to my ear. "For someone who's about to be humilated, have his child ripped from their body, and then their life taken from them."
I spat in his face, and used all of my strength to bash my head forward into his. He fell back, grabbing his face, and I was allowed that satisfaction.
"Interesting," He said, wiping the spit from his eye, "You fight it, and yet the pain and suffering could be over now, if you would just give in to me. Think of it Draco, you and I. Malfoys, ruling together, me at the forefront and you by my side. You're as pretty as your mother, and you have such spirit."
"I would rather die at your hands, then willingly let you touch me. You disgust me."
"Ah well. Can't say that I didn't try. Just remember your words when I'm inside of you, and then when I'm killing you...and don't beg for my mercy."
I closed my eyes and prepared for the onslaught of spells that he had lined up next. I could hear the breath he took as he was about to cast a slew of spells, when all the sudden a loud 'Crack' resounded and echoed against the stone walls.
"What the-?"
"Petrificus Totalis."
I opened my eyes, at the sound of Harry's voice. He was here! Thank the gods he was here. I saw where Jess lay, his neck at an odd angle, and knew just then that Harry had snapped it. My eyes turned to the body on the floor now at Harry's feet, and my father's wand, that had rolled close to me. Harry kneeled over my father know, and a look of pure hatred graced his features.
"You bastard."
Harry unsheathed a knife from his boots, and then twirled it in his hands for a moment, before his attention was back on Lucius.
I tried to form words, a look of horror on my face. I thought Harry had been done when he put the body bind on my father, and that we were going to return him to Azkaban. I watched as Harry ran the knife along the center of my father's body.
"You're going to pay for trying to hurt him. You're going to wish that Voldemort had killed me all those years ago, because I am going to make you suffer."
With that he plunged the knife into my father's heart and twisted it. Over and over until the flesh there was unrecognizable, and the blood spilling out was unmeasurable.
I tried to get up, but the pain in my leg shot through my spine, and I blacked out for the second time that day.
I hadn't been in captivity very long, hadn't known what to expect, or how long it would take Harry to figure out where I was.
What I was not expecting was for him to find me so quickly.
No, I did not expect a lot that had happened that day.
Jess kidnapping me, my father escaping from Azkaban to kill, rape, and torture me. Learning that I was pregnant with Harry's child.
Or having Harry kill my father.
NOTE ABOUT WARNING
Ok, if you were one of the ones who couldn't wait to find out about the warning and what it was, I shall reveal it to you now. It's Mpreg. Now I had struggled with the decision to make this story an mpreg one, because I didn't know the affect it was going to have on people's perception of the story. Mpreg's, as it had been put to me by one of my beta's, are like a duex es machina. If you know what that means, thank a teacher. Anyhow if you don't know what that means then let me explain.
A Deux es Machina, is something that was used back in roman and greek plays. The writers would write their characters into the most impossible situations, ones that there were no foreseeable way out of, so they would write that the gods would come down from the heavens and solve all their problems. This was used as sort of a 'quick fix'. A white out for life, if you will.
So I had my doubts about adding in this element to the story, however I chose not to look at mpreg as a duex es machina. Why did my beta think that? Because we all (or some of us) want Draco and Harry to have kids, and mpreg is the 'lazy' way of just having it happen. However to me mpreg means so much more than that. Children are the number one heterosexual expression and symbols of love. They loved eachother enough to create life together and lead that life into this world. A piece of themselves would forever be implanted and left after they were long going, letting the world know that they had been together, they had loved each other. Having that expression of love in my harry/draco fiction, was to me used as a great equalizer. In real life, the tragic but sadly factual reality is that Men in a relationship can't get married, let alone have children biologically. When given this opportunity to write about a love like I imagine Draco and Harry would have, it would only make sense that in a universe where a tremendous imaginative tool such as 'MAGIC' exists, why not use that tool to give Harry and Draco what every heterosexual couple in the real world gets: a chance to physically express their love, in a way that would leave an impression on the world forever.
I do hope that this has not ruined the fic for anyone, for that was truly not my intention.
A/N: If you waited to see what the warning was about, and wanted to know why I did it, please refer to the above note.
Now, what did you all think?
I hope the chapter wasn't too rushed, or too cliched.
If it is, I'll shoot myself, have my beta's ressurect me, and then re-write it.
Let me know, and as always,
Read and Review
-Dark-
