A/N: You all get two chapters this week because I'm feeling generous and because Halloween is almost here!

Warning: This chapter includes spanking later on towards the end!

Voldemort smirked evilly, while Draco and Blaise looked at him horrified. How was this possible? How was their adorable, Sumbissive mate a horcrux?

"Is it really that shocking? It should've been obvious" Voldemort paused when they still looked at him with dumbfounded looks, and continued, sighing as if explaining something to a little kid "Harry and I have this special connection through his scar, where he can feel my emotions, and I can feel his," Voldemort smirked "So you could say that we're already bonded, all that's left is the mating process"

"I recently found out" Voldemort smirked again, and all Draco wanted to do was to slap that smug expression off his face, but he couldn't, because that was his Submissive's face. Even though he knew it was Voldemort, it still pained him to lay a hand on Harry's face in a harmful way. He then realized that Voldemort was still talking, and he mentally complained to himself that Voldemort loved to talk a lot.

"I found out that I can cause Harry pain and pleasure through his scar, sending him visions, dreams so vivid and clear that he will think it's actually happening." Voldemort came closer to them and smirked mischievously "I also found out" He paused for a dramatic effect.

"That I can manipulate his thoughts"

He continued to speak "If I desire for him to do something he doesn't want to, he'll feel an urge to obey me, to please me. He'll forget that he didn't want to do it in the first place. All he will think about is pleasing me, obeying me, serving me; his Master, creator. He has a piece of my soul inside of him, which recognizes its Master."

"Which is why" Voldemort continued "That I will manipulate him into turning against you. He will be mine, he already is" He pouted, an expression that actually looked cute on Harry's face, but when you looked at reality, it wasn't cute on Voldemort "My poor Harry just has the wrong people in life who influences his decisions"

"But that will soon change. Soon, he will be bowing to me, pleasuring me, obeying my every command, and I will enjoy seeing you suffer as you lose your Submissive to your worst enemy" Voldemort finished, and Blaise spoke up for the first time in a while, rage consuming him.

"He won't obey you! He's too strong for that! He's ours, not yours!" Blaise shouted, and Voldemort chuckled softly.

"On the contrary, Zabini, my Harry isn't as strong as he used to be" Voldemort paused and grinned "Before I forget, I wish to thank you for giving my Harry the Draught of Submission, it makes things much easier for me"

Blaise's heart dropped to his feet while Draco glared at him. He never knew how giving Harry that simple Draught could effect everything, and now because of his actions he might lose his Submissive.

"Were you the reason as to why he looked like wanted to kill me? Were you possessing him then too?" Draco asked curiously, and Voldemort looked confused for a second before he remembered.

"Ah, that little incident. No, I wasn't possessing him then" Draco's heart sunk. So Harry did that of his own free will. "But I was controlling his thoughts at the time. So, as I was controlling his thoughts, he still had free control over his actions. I was merely telling him what to do, and he did it. He lives to serve me now"

"No he doesn't!" They shouted, and Voldemort rolled his eyes.

"How many times do I have to tell you? Yes, he does. How much more proof do you require? He tried to kill Malfoy, on my influence, and not to mention the pleasure he receives of serving me."

"Pleasure?" Draco raised one eyebrow delicately, and Voldemort smirked.

"Oh yes. The pleasure he feels is nothing like he's felt before. The horcrux inside of him whispers what a good boy he is, pleasing his Master. It compels him to want serve me every day. When he wakes up, as he goes to sleep, and fills his head with dreams of what could be, of what will be, if he gives in to me, which I assure you, will be very soon."

Voldemort suddenly gasped, closed his eyes, shuddered and fell to the floor. Before he could fall all the way, Draco caught him, not wishing to injure Harry.

He groaned, opened his eyes, and they were both relieved to see Emerald eyes instead of Ruby red.

"M-Master" He whimpered, and Draco and Blaise looked at each other. Who was Harry referring to as Master? Was he referring to Draco or Blaise?

"Precious, what do you need? We're here kitten" Blaise tried to comfort their mate by pulling him in their arms, but Harry whimpered again, struggling in their hold.

"Master" He whimpered again, and Blaise and Draco looked at him in confusion.

"Harry, who is Master?"

But Harry had gotten free from their hold, and started to run towards the doors. Draco and Blaise quickly ran to him, and Harry started screaming "NO! Master! They're trying to take me from you! I swear I'm not disobeying! I promise I'll be a good boy!"

'Sssssh...Harry. Your Massssster understandsssss, he'll come and get you when the time issss right. You are a very good boy, a good pet' A voice whispered soothingly in Harry's ear, and he shivered as he felt pleasure course through him as he went limp, groggily going towards the bed and knew his Master was happy with him as he laid down and closed his eyes and was transported into a dream.

(Dream)

Harry looked around for a few seconds, trying to figure out where he was, before his eyes landed on a figure perched on a chair in the corner of the room. Harry quickly realized who this was, and ran towards the figure, jumping in his outstretched arms.

"Master..." Harry whimpered, and felt those long, skeletal fingers run themselves through his hair, and he shivered with delight.

"They were trying to take me from you, Master. I tried my best..." Harry whimpered, and gasped as his hair was gripped gently and pulled backwards to face his Master, who frowned at him and brought a hand up to gently caress Harry's face.

"Harry, do not forget that you are apart of me. You have my soul in you. You should be honored. I can feel every emotion you have, and vice versa. So you could say that we are already bonded, all that's left is the actual bonding process" His Master smiled gently at him, and Harry gave a shy smile back as his Master continued speaking. "What my point is, my little serpent, is that I know exactly what you are doing every second of every day, and I know that you have been a good boy and have not displeased me in any way, and for that you shall be rewarded."

Harry's eyes widened as he looked up at his Master "R-Really? For me?"

"Yes little one, and there will be more rewards in the future if you continue to obey me and do as I command. Never forget Harry, you're mine"

"Yours" Harry said automatically, breathlessly, and his Master smiled lovingly at him, sending him shivers down his spine as he came closer and their lips connected. Harry automatically melted into the kiss, a moan escaping him as he felt his Master's tongue graze his teeth lightly, to which to granted access to.

He felt his Master pick him up and carry him to the bed, and he marveled at how much strength his Master had. He adored everything about his Master; from the toes on his feet, to the neatly done black hair, and to the red eyes on his face.

Harry was abruptly woken up, and groaned at the bright light glaring in his eyes. He growled as he saw Zabini and Malfoy looking down at him, worriedly.

"Why the hell did you wake me up?" Harry grumbled, and they blinked.

"Well, you kind of just passed out on us, Harry" Zabini answered while bringing a hand up to the back of his neck.

"Well next time, don't. I was having a nice dream, and just before things got interesting, you idiots had to wake me up" Draco narrowed his eyes at Harry's tone.

"Watch your tone with us" He growled, and Harry snapped his eyes open towards him.

"Or you'll do what, exactly?" Harry challenged, and Draco decided to stop playing nice with their Submissive, Submissive because that's what he should be, not a Dominate.

"Give you some discipline" Draco growled, and when Harry snarled at him...

That was the last straw of his patience.

He grabbed Harry by the arm out of bed, ignoring the indignant squeaks coming from his mate, and sat on a chair, pulling Harry towards him as he saw those green eyes widen with realization on what he was about to do as he scrambled to get out of Draco's grasp.

But Draco was having none of it.

He pulled Harry's pants down, ignoring his complaints, and pulled down his boxers until he was left nude. He brought a hand up, then slapped it on Harry's left cheek, feeling no remorse as he looked at the bright red cheek. He then continued on doing this for a while on both cheeks, until Harry was begging for him to stop, tears streaming down his face.

"Will you promise to stop challenging us?" Draco asked coldly, and Harry bobbed his head up and down frantically.

"Yes!" Harry shouted, and Draco raised an eyebrow as he slapped his cheek one more time.

"Yes what?"

"Yes D-Dominate!" Harry whimpered, and Draco pulled the sobbing Submissive in his arms, whispering soothing words into his ear, rubbing his hands up and down his arms.

He never noticed the shocked face of Blaise Zabini in the doorway.

If so, he would have definitely taken a picture for blackmail later.

Really, it's such a shame...

A/N: Happy Halloween! Please Review!