The Contract
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Adult +
Chapters:
53
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28,315
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139
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Birthday Surprises
Summary: A contract between Lucius Malfoy and James Potter leads the Draco and Harry on a year long affair.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, not even my house. They belong to her… the great lady in the UK that allows us to play in this madhouse she calls Harry Potter.
The Contract
Chapter One
How had he gotten here? Last night he was enjoying rhubarb crumble which Mrs. Weasley had prepared for his birthday in the midst of his friends and people he considered family when there had been a rush of magic. Harry fell from the rush onto the perfect Persian rug on the floor of the Malfoy Mansion.
“Mr. Potter, how nice of you to join us.” Harry looked up into the eyes of Lucius Malfoy. “Please don’t bother getting up, you won’t be able to until the ritual is complete.” Harry remained kneeling, his powers bound, until Draco entered the room.
“Father, please allow him some dignity.”
“Son, we have discussed this. Your pet will need to learn his place for the year of servitude, which he will serve. His place is kneeling at your feet when not in motion.”
Harry tried to speak, but found he had no voice. “Father, he doesn’t understand yet. Can we not allow him to at least have basic knowledge of the contract before we go any farther?” With a disgusted huff, Lucius Malfoy removed the bindings surrounding Harry.
He turned and walked to the office and, much like Draco had done all those months ago, expected the two teens to follow him. And they did. When the boys were seated, Lucius pulled out an aged parchment. “Harry, this is a contract between your parents and myself.” He handed the roll to Harry. “You may have one-half hour to read it, however, the gist is that you belong to my son for the period of one year. You were placed with your Aunt and Uncle to learn servitude. Once the ritual is complete, you will remember the additional training you received as a child and during your summers that is now suppressed.”
Harry’s eyes were wide and strangely innocent. “I don’t understand…Sir.” He said.
Draco took Harry’s shaking hand, “Harry, our parents decided that since my father saved yours during the first war, that the wizard’s debt would be repaid with your seventeenth year. Beginning tonight, at midnight, you and I will be Master and ‘Pet’. You will live with me, serve and service me. You will live within my life. At the end of the year, you will be released from the bond to continue your life.”
“But I don’t like you Draco.” Harry retorted, “And I believe that your father owes me a Wizard’s debt himself, so can I use that to terminate this contract?” Draco looked to his father.
“No, Mr. Potter, you cannot. However, I do acknowledge that it is true I do owe you for my life. At some point, at the conclusion of this contract, we will discuss it further. For now, please drink some tea and read the contract.”
Harry nodded. Drinking tea and reading this document proved to be more difficult than he would have ever imagined. He would lose his virginity to Draco. He would be considered a pet without any rights, save what was negotiated before the ritual, for the duration of one year. Twelve months of servitude, rather than a lifetime that Lucius could have demanded. He wasn’t sure he was bound by what his parents wanted, but at least there was some leeway.
He could negotiate, if he could clear his head fast enough. Taking a deep breath, he asked the burning question, “And if I refuse to complete the ritual?”
“You will lose your magic, your magical holdings, and your name. You will be the last Potter and you be treated as though you had never existed. Your friends will not remember you. Your life as a wizard will be forfeit.”
Draco gasped just as Harry did. They turned to look at one another. The only question Harry asked was, “Are you a virgin too, Draco?” The blush would have been cute under ordinary circumstances, but the answer was obvious. Draco just nodded.
“I believe there are a few things to work out. Because I do not wish to forfeit my holdings or my magic, I will agree to this contract. However, I do believe that there are certain things upon which I must insist. One, I will not call you Master in public, unless I choose to.”
Draco nodded his agreement. The contract was modified. “Two, I will not move into the Slytherin dungeons.”
Draco opened his mouth to answer this one, “You must. Once the ritual is complete, we will spend every night together to renew the bond. That one is not negotiable. However, I will not force you to take the same subjects as I do, so you will have some time without me.”
Harry nodded and the contract updated itself. “Three, you and I will be forced to consummate our bond, apparently often…” he paused to take a sip of tea, finding the strength to continue, “but you cannot embarrass me with sexual acts or innuendos in front of other people, unless I am willing.” Draco nodded.
“And four, you cannot whore me out to anyone. I expect this to be a one-on-one relationship between the two of us. You can’t go off with any of your girlfriends or boyfriends for a quick shag or blow. If I am off limits with my cock, so are you.”
Lucius coughed at the vulgarity of the statement and looked to his son. Draco thought for a moment. “I agree but, if you and I both want to involve others, together, we can.” Harry nodded. “Anything else?”
Harry thought for a few moments. “No, I don’t believe there is.”
“Then shall we continue on to the ritual?” And with an affirmative nod, Harry and Draco followed Lucius Malfoy to their destiny.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, not even my house. They belong to her… the great lady in the UK that allows us to play in this madhouse she calls Harry Potter.
The Contract
Chapter One
How had he gotten here? Last night he was enjoying rhubarb crumble which Mrs. Weasley had prepared for his birthday in the midst of his friends and people he considered family when there had been a rush of magic. Harry fell from the rush onto the perfect Persian rug on the floor of the Malfoy Mansion.
“Mr. Potter, how nice of you to join us.” Harry looked up into the eyes of Lucius Malfoy. “Please don’t bother getting up, you won’t be able to until the ritual is complete.” Harry remained kneeling, his powers bound, until Draco entered the room.
“Father, please allow him some dignity.”
“Son, we have discussed this. Your pet will need to learn his place for the year of servitude, which he will serve. His place is kneeling at your feet when not in motion.”
Harry tried to speak, but found he had no voice. “Father, he doesn’t understand yet. Can we not allow him to at least have basic knowledge of the contract before we go any farther?” With a disgusted huff, Lucius Malfoy removed the bindings surrounding Harry.
He turned and walked to the office and, much like Draco had done all those months ago, expected the two teens to follow him. And they did. When the boys were seated, Lucius pulled out an aged parchment. “Harry, this is a contract between your parents and myself.” He handed the roll to Harry. “You may have one-half hour to read it, however, the gist is that you belong to my son for the period of one year. You were placed with your Aunt and Uncle to learn servitude. Once the ritual is complete, you will remember the additional training you received as a child and during your summers that is now suppressed.”
Harry’s eyes were wide and strangely innocent. “I don’t understand…Sir.” He said.
Draco took Harry’s shaking hand, “Harry, our parents decided that since my father saved yours during the first war, that the wizard’s debt would be repaid with your seventeenth year. Beginning tonight, at midnight, you and I will be Master and ‘Pet’. You will live with me, serve and service me. You will live within my life. At the end of the year, you will be released from the bond to continue your life.”
“But I don’t like you Draco.” Harry retorted, “And I believe that your father owes me a Wizard’s debt himself, so can I use that to terminate this contract?” Draco looked to his father.
“No, Mr. Potter, you cannot. However, I do acknowledge that it is true I do owe you for my life. At some point, at the conclusion of this contract, we will discuss it further. For now, please drink some tea and read the contract.”
Harry nodded. Drinking tea and reading this document proved to be more difficult than he would have ever imagined. He would lose his virginity to Draco. He would be considered a pet without any rights, save what was negotiated before the ritual, for the duration of one year. Twelve months of servitude, rather than a lifetime that Lucius could have demanded. He wasn’t sure he was bound by what his parents wanted, but at least there was some leeway.
He could negotiate, if he could clear his head fast enough. Taking a deep breath, he asked the burning question, “And if I refuse to complete the ritual?”
“You will lose your magic, your magical holdings, and your name. You will be the last Potter and you be treated as though you had never existed. Your friends will not remember you. Your life as a wizard will be forfeit.”
Draco gasped just as Harry did. They turned to look at one another. The only question Harry asked was, “Are you a virgin too, Draco?” The blush would have been cute under ordinary circumstances, but the answer was obvious. Draco just nodded.
“I believe there are a few things to work out. Because I do not wish to forfeit my holdings or my magic, I will agree to this contract. However, I do believe that there are certain things upon which I must insist. One, I will not call you Master in public, unless I choose to.”
Draco nodded his agreement. The contract was modified. “Two, I will not move into the Slytherin dungeons.”
Draco opened his mouth to answer this one, “You must. Once the ritual is complete, we will spend every night together to renew the bond. That one is not negotiable. However, I will not force you to take the same subjects as I do, so you will have some time without me.”
Harry nodded and the contract updated itself. “Three, you and I will be forced to consummate our bond, apparently often…” he paused to take a sip of tea, finding the strength to continue, “but you cannot embarrass me with sexual acts or innuendos in front of other people, unless I am willing.” Draco nodded.
“And four, you cannot whore me out to anyone. I expect this to be a one-on-one relationship between the two of us. You can’t go off with any of your girlfriends or boyfriends for a quick shag or blow. If I am off limits with my cock, so are you.”
Lucius coughed at the vulgarity of the statement and looked to his son. Draco thought for a moment. “I agree but, if you and I both want to involve others, together, we can.” Harry nodded. “Anything else?”
Harry thought for a few moments. “No, I don’t believe there is.”
“Then shall we continue on to the ritual?” And with an affirmative nod, Harry and Draco followed Lucius Malfoy to their destiny.