A/N : If you don't like the idea, why read?

Chapter Three – Join Us Draco.

Snape was lucky enough to have a dreamless sleep, he couldn't remember anything. But he did inform Harry that he had been thrashing around and screaming the previous night. "Sorry, I've usually got a Silencing Charm around my bed." Snape turn to look at him with a raised eyebrow, "You have nightmares often?" Harry nodded, some nights, if he was lucky it was like he just passed out but usually the nightmares came. They were mostly made up by his mother's screams, green flashes and dementors but occasionally worse things would crop up.

Unfortunately for Harry the nightmare was fresh in his mind. He still remembered it vividly, he was in Gryffindor tower. Malfoy and Snape were there. The Slavery Curse played over and over mixed with Snape saying, "I'll kill you Potter. I'll kill you for taking away my freedom." Then Malfoy turned into a snake and wound around Snape and him, binding them together. He was being strangled, he couldn't breathe. Then, the snake went on fire and burned the pattern of its skin into Harry's forehead. Snape still threatened death. Then it was Hermione, scolding him. "You're a slave owner. Harry you are a terrible person! I never want to speak to you again." Her voice had been cold, cruel. Harry had begged her to forgive him but to no avail. "I-I-I didn't choose this! It was Malfoy, MALFOY!"

"The snake, the one that just died?" Ron joked. "Come on, everyone. Leave the pig alone." Then he, Hermione and the rest of the Weasley's vanished. That was when he had woken.

"Professor?" Harry murmured, without looking away from the ceiling.

"Yes?" He replied, Harry could feel his gaze on him but he still didn't turn around.

"I'm sorry, about this." It was awkward for Harry to be kind to a man who loathed him. Snape sighed.

"It's not your fault." Was all Harry got in return. .

Before long, Dumbledore entered again. This time he brought with him a rather nervous looking Draco Malfoy. He stood behind Dumbledore fidgeting with his thumbs. It was fun for Harry to see him like that. He didn't see it often; the last time was when Hermione had punched him. Right in the nose. Good memories.

"Professor Dumbledore, Malfoy." Harry greeted. Snape just nodded his head in acknowledgement. He hadn't said much at all since waking up yesterday, it was strange but maybe he was thinking, like Harry, trying to deal with it. After all, he had recently become a slave to a boy he detested. He had a right to be moody.

Dumbledore began to speak, but Harry was wrapped up in his own thoughts. He only caught the last half of what he was saying. "His father and mother are currently out of the country for Christmas so they left it to me to pick his punishment. I have thought about this overnight and I simply think it would be more of a justice if you two picked it." Harry was shocked. He had to pick a punishment, for his worst enemy –wait, second, third worst?- after Voldemort and the Death Eaters, his worst enemy. All of the bad things that cropped up in his mind but Snape bet them all with his suggestion.

Snape thought had thought intensely, whilst Harry let his anger cloud his judgement. "Draco must become a slave also."

Dumbledore was shocked. He hadn't expected something like that to come but he had given control to Severus so with a heavy sigh he agreed. "I suppose if that f that really is your wish. Mr Potter is that ok with you?" Harry had to think.

Did he really want Malfoy to be a slave. Especially his slave? He wouldn't wish a fate like that on anyone, even Malfoy. But on the other hand, Malfoy had made Snape a slave too. Did he really deserve this?

Eventually, after a lot of mental debating, he agreed.

A bit of a short chapter, I know, I know. I won't be updating for a while, or not at all really. I lose interested in my own stories quite quickly. Anyways, all the best for new year everyone!