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Draco paced back and forth in his room as he had been doing for a good half an hour since had had been informed the dark lord had summoned them. The Dark Lord never summoned them The Dark Lord always summoned his mother or father but never the whole family.
Draco almost began to hyperventilate, Of course he knew his Father had been grooming him for The Dark Lord since birth practically but still the reality of the situation hadn't hit until he was actually being called to serve. He hadn't graduated from Hogwarts yet and if he became a Death Eater then he would have no chance in a million years with the love of his life.
Yes, dear friends Draco Malfoy was in love with Harry Potter the teen destined to destroy the dark lord, Gryffindor golden boy, and Dumbledore's lap dog. Harry Bloody Potter. Draco hadn't had much of a chance in the past now he really wouldn't have a chance.
There was a sharp knock on his bedroom door before Lucius swung it open.
"Is there a reason you are not dressed?" Lucius sneered at his son's shorts and t-shirt.
"Because I don't want to be a Death eater and I don't want to go." Draco replied stubbornly.
Lucius grabbed his son's arm making the teen wince. "The Dark Lord has requested the family for lunch and if we are not there for lunch I will get the punishment for it and when we get home you will receive the same." The elder Malfoy hissed.
"Fine I'll get dressed." Draco retorted yanking his arm from his Father's grasp. Once the man was gone Draco pulled out a dark purple button up shirt and a pair of black slacks and ran down the hall stopping at the top of the stairs he walked calmly down to join his parents.
When they arrived at Riddle Manor they were shown into the throne room Draco swearing to himself about betraying his love until he looked up and spotted the teen sitting in a throne next to Voldemort's he was lounged comfortably wearing a pair of loose fitting black slacks and a black short sleeve button up t-shirt his robes were draped over the throne. The teen himself took Draco's breath away his hair was jet black and fell to his shoulders in silky strands, his skin like moonlight. He looked up at them as they entered and smirked at Draco his blue eyes sparkling with some emotion Draco couldn't figure out.
The one thing Draco had figured out was that this was the man he wanted to worship in a lot more than one way.
Lucius stepped forward and bowed while Narcissa and Draco stayed a few steps back matching Lucius' bow.
"You requested our presence my lord?"
"Yes, I did actually." The teen rose to his feet and stepped down to stand before them.
Lucius looked up quickly sneering at the audacity of the boy. "I'm not sure who you think you are but I wasn't talking to you."
With a flick of the teens hand Lucius was on the ground writhing in pain while Athos paced around him.
"Lucius, I'm offended you don't recognize me." He chided while Lucius grunted in pain. "You and your son have only made my life a living hell for the better part of it."
"Who are you?" Lucius managed to get out.
"Father, Who am I?" Athos asked letting Lucius out of the spell.
Voldemort rolled his eyes at his son's display before answering. "You are my son Athos Salazar Riddle."
Lucius gasped remembering how many punishments he had received in the first year after the death of the dark lord's son but yet here he stood.
Athos laughed at the confused look on the Blond's face. "You are mine now and so is your wife and your son." Athos grabbed the man's arm and the dark mark vanished to be replaced by the two snakes chasing each other in an endless circle marking the man property of Athos Riddle.
Draco couldn't figure out what was wrong with him. He was enjoying watching this teen put Lucius in his place. Draco even found himself attracted to the aggressive and assertive nature of the teen.
Athos stepped up to him and Draco shook his head remembering who he had already pledged his love to. Harry wouldn't ever want to be with a Death Eater.
"No, Let me go. I don't want to grovel at your feet I don't want to be a Death Eater." He begged.
Athos leaned down in front of the panicky blond and looked him in the eyes.
"That is not the place for you; I only brand you to mark you as mine." He whispered placing his index finger behind Draco's left ear.
The pain wasn't all that bad but that from which it came and the reality of what he had just done fell on Draco at once and before Athos could step away to Narcissa Draco fell into his arms unconscious.
When the young blond woke up he found himself in a very comfortable bed with crimson sheets made from the finest Egyptian cotton, the hangings around the bed were of a black gauzy material.
Draco sat up and moved the hangings to the side and gazed about the room. It was lit by a few dozen candles all about the room, giving it a warm soft glow. The door was cracked and a soft melody flowed into the room seeming to wrap around his body like silk. The notes tugged at his soul and left him breathless. Getting quickly to his feet Draco slipped quietly into the hallway following the beautiful sound.
There was another door open at the end of the hall and Draco crept silently toward it, he stopped right outside the door peering in at Athos. The other teen sat with his back toward the door, his slender fingers danced across the keys of a pitch black grand piano. Each note that he played mixed with the teen's magic before wrapping around the room and slipping out the door filling the hallway with the sweet but sorrowful tune he was creating.
"Good to see you're up an about." Athos commented continuing to play.
"Where am I?" Draco demanded.
"At Riddle Manor, this is my own personal wing." Athos replied easily.
"Where is my family?" Draco then asked thinking of his mother and father.
"You sure do ask a lot of questions my pet," Athos commented with a grin over his shoulder at the blond. "Your Mother is with my Mother discussing the plans for my welcome home party and the last I saw your Father was dressed in a pink tutu dancing for the house elves."
"Let us go, Of all the people you could have chosen why us? Why my family?" Draco questioned unable to resist stepping further into the room and into the music.
"Why not?" Came the infuriating answer. "You know you were dreaming about Harry Potter bloody Gryffindor golden boy while you were out." Athos continued on.
"So, What do you know of Harry? What should it matter if I did?" Draco crossed his arms stubbornly hoping this teen wasn't as mental as Voldemort was.
"I know that he would never love you back even if you weren't bound to me. He is Dumbledore's lap dog and nothing more." Athos spat lifting his fingers from the keys he turned to face Draco.
"You don't know anything!" Draco shouted his voice echoing off the walls that were no longer padded with Athos' music.
"I know a lot more than you think little Dragon." Athos smiled softly at the blond who had his fists clenched at his sides blinking back tears.
"I'll never know now though will I?" Draco demanded. "He could have loved me but because of you. Because of you I will never know."
Athos rose to his feet and pulled Draco against him brushing his fingers through Draco's hair. "I will make you love me Draco Malfoy. One way or another." He whispered too quietly for Draco to hear.