Blood Bonds and Servitude

title: Blood Bonds and Servitude (16/?)
author: Chibimono Akuno
email: chibimono@msn.com
category: Smutty slash!!! Romance, angst...
pairing: Draco/Harry, (male)Blaise/Hermione
spoilers: SS/PS, CoS, PoA, GoF, OotP
rating: R for now...
warnings: ur... SLASH, slavery, references to child abuse, violence, foul language, light bondage, torture
disclaimers: These characters are not mine. They belong to the wonderful goddess J.K. Rowling and all other companies that own them. I bow before you and beg for your forgiveness of using these characters. I only wish to entertain, not make money.
A/N: Oh, I am so dead... FINALLY! An update! You don\'t know how great it is to be back into the swing of things, if only for a little while. I want to thank Aries and Lupusdragon on this one, and my beloved beta, Anna Malfoy, for being so patient with my writer\'s block and beta\'ing a thousand other things for me instead. XD Oh, and to Emma Grant, whether she knows this or not. She d thd the link to this fic to her Post-Hogwarts recs list, and that gave me the boost I needed to find the words I was looking for. That, and her fic \"Left My Heart\" makes me spasm with glee, and I mean that in the best way possible!


Blood Bonds and Servitude
chapter sixteen
by Chibimono Akuno


\"My Lord!\"

Lucius Malfoy, wife hanging at the elbow, stepped out of Gringotts and into the summer sunshine. Surrounded by his guards and men rallying for his attention, the call from a quickly approaching Death Eater had gone unheard.

\"My Lord! I have urgent news!\" the young man called, trying to yell over the sea of voices around Lucius. \"My Lord!\"

The messenger pushed through the crowd, fighting to get to the leader like a salmon travelling upstream, his breath coming in pants as he continued to shout. \"Please, my Lord! Hear me! There is urgent news about your son-\"

Lucius\' cold grey eyes fell upon the man, silencing him. The crowd around him suddenly became silent as well. The mention of the heir and the urgency could only mean one thing, especially with the young man taking the rebellion\'s leader as a slave.

\"Do you or do you not have something to say to me?\" asked Lucius in a chilling drawl, his voice as hard as his eyes, Narcissa standing behind him with a look of barely controlled horro her her face.

The errand boy seemed to quickly come to his senses, yet was unable to find a coherent train of thought. He gestured down the path from which he ran.

\"Your son... Sir, he... attacked! He was- and- he... You see, Potter... him- Saved him! Potter saved him!\"

\"What?\" came the scathing reply as Lucius\' eyes narrowed upon the terrified young man.

\"S-s-sir Dr-drac-co was att-tt-ttacked, my Lord,\" the messenger forced out, stuttering and licking his lips nervously. He wrung his hands, sweaty palms slipping and sliding against his skin.

A sneer formed on the Lord\'s face, and he stepped closer to the skittish boy. \"What of my son now?\"

The messenger shrunk back, his eyes wide. \"He\'s alive, m-m-my Lord! P-potter saved him-\"

A perfectly formed, platinum blond eyebrow quirked. \"Potter?\"

The messenger nodded, biting hard on his lip.

Narcissa forced her mask of indifference back upon her face, eve a s a smile wanted to find its way through. Potter had saved her son? What an interesting development...

\"Who attacked my son?\" Lucius demanded through clenched teeth, grabbing the messenger by the collar of his robes.

\"V-v-v-v-volpes!\" the errand boy nearly screamed. \"He\'s in custody already! They are holding him until you are ready, my Lord!\"

Letting him go with a shove, Lucius watched as the messenger tumbled to the ground. He turned to the crowd, glaring at everyone in his path.

\"I want to find my son,\" he dictated. \"I want an account of everything that happened. Where in Tartarus where his guards?! And someone find out what in Circe\'s name that bastard Volpes was thinking!\"

People reacted in a flurry the moment he was done speaking, and the search for Draco and his slave was underway.

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Harry could not remember the last time the Dursleys had taken him to see an eye specialist. He was sure his original prescription had to be much too old for him by now, so he was quite glad to be getting a check up... even though this was by far the strangest eye examination he had ever experienced...

He was asked to sit down by a kind witch who told him to follow her wand with his eyes. She caused bright sparks of colour to emit from the tip, asking Harry to name each colour she produced. She held the tip of her wand at the corner of first his right eye, and then his left (which annoyed him greatly), as he read letters from off a chart halfway across the room. He was then told to look through round, clear glass objects that looked very much like small goldfish bowls, and then read from the chart again with the witch\'s wand dangerously close to poking him in the corner of his eye. The witch wrote little notes on a clipboard the whole time, in a way that uneasily reminded him of the former Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor of his fifth year at Hogwarts. Harry was then ushered outside the examination room and into the lobby, to find Blaise and Draco.

A miniature fashion show seemed to have sprung up out of nowhere, because both Slytherins were parading about the lobby in frames from off the wall displays. One would try on a pair of lens-less glasses and catwalk across the room, only to turn, walk back, and strike a pose, and all the while the other would critique the other\'s form and style.

\"No, no, no...\" sighed Blaise over-dramatically. \"You need less \'sah\' and a little more \'shay\'! It\'s \'sashay\', Draco! Not \'saaaaashay\'!\"

\"And you dare to say I\'m a ponce! Listen to you, Blaise!\" Draco scowled, strutting his way back to his friend.

Blaise rolled his eyes and huffed.

\"Don\'t call me a ponce! I\'m only directing you to being a better nancy boy for your bloke!\" The Italian boy nodded to Harry over Draco\'s shoulder. \"Come on, Harry! What do you say? Want to see him swing his hips about some more?\"

Harry turned a deep shade of crimson and just about went back into the exam room with a muttered, \"Urm..,\" before Draco grabbed his arm and led him to perch on a stool. One by one, they showed frames to him, letting him to put them on, but quickly whisking them off his face just as soon as he slid them up the bridge of his nose.

\"This one!\"

\"No, this!\"

\"Try these!\"

\"These are better!\"

\"I say silver!\"

\"Make it gold!\"

\"Thin ones!\"

\"Try rectangular!\"

Harry\'s head was in a whirl. They moved so fast, he did not even get a chance to see what a pair looked like on his face before they were replaced with another pair, and then another.

\"Can\'t I just have a pair like those I\'ve always worn?\" Harry asked, though he knew the answer would be negative.

Blaise snorted. \"Don\'t be silly, Potter. You\'re Draco\'s toy now. He\'d want you in som-\"

Draco reached into his robes and put a pair of frames he had kept hidden in his trouser-pocket on the table in front of Harry. They were round, just like Harry\'s old glasses, but the frames were thinner and made out of pewter. The Gryffindor looked up at Draco to find the pale boy was blushing slightly.

\"I\'ve had them for a while...\" he said quietly. \"I bought them because they looked like yours... They are the closest pair I could find that were made anything like your Muggle ones.\"

Harry slipped them on his face and looked in the mirror before him. He had to lean forward to see himself clearly, but yes, he did look like his old self. He smiled at his reflection and then turned the smile on Draco.

\"Thank you very much,\" he said softly, so softly that Draco had to lean forward a bit to hear him.

\"Of course he likes yours...\" Blaise scoffed.

\"My, Zabini... you sound awful jealous,\" glared Draco.

\"I\'m not jealous!\" sputtered the auburn-haired boy. \"I just... I just thought he would like the rectangular ones... I think they look smashing, really... I might buy them myself...\" He slid a pair of rectangular frames onto his face and grinned. They were a mottle of rainbow colours and had little wings that really flapped at the top corners. \"What do you think? Like them?\"

\"You are off your trolley!\" Draco exclaimed as Harry nearly fell off his stool laughing.

\"What?\" Blaise asked with false innocence. \"My Grandmum had a pair of these!\"

\"She obviously needed them if she couldn\'t see how horrid they look!\" Harry guffawed, wiping tears from his eyes.

Blaise looked momentarily shocked. \"You are one to talk, four-eyes!\" he chortled.

Further comments on Blaise\'s glasses of choice where cut short as the examination witch called for Harry to step forward with his frames. Handing them to her, she sat them on a counter and pulled two glass lenses from a pouch. With a few charms and dip in a clear potion, they were handed back to Harry.

\"Go on,\" the witch told him. \"Try them on and tell me what you think.\"

Harry looked to Blaise and Draco, sliding his new glasses upon his nose. The whole world suddenly became as clear as crystal, as if a veil was finally pulled away from his eyes. He breath came out of him in a gasp. Merlin, he could see again!

The two Slytherins stood all the way across the room. Before they were just blobs of colour, blonde, auburn, black, and grey. Now it was a pale face, blonde hair, two grey eyes, and pouty pink lips, standing next to auburn hair with blue eyes and bronzed skin. He could even see the ridiculous wings still flapping on the glasses Blaise had forgotten to take off.

\"Well?\" asked Draco, a smile playing about his lips.

\"Um... I was starting to think you really were a ferret as fuzzy as my vision used to be. I\'m glad I got that cleared up,\" Harry smirked.

\"Oh, ho, ho,\" chuckled Blaise with a wag of his eyebrows. \"He hangs around with me for a few hours and now he thinks he\'s a comedian!\"

\"Alright, the lot of you!\" Draco said in exasperation. \"It\'s time we are off. We have things to do!\"

There was a bit more laughing and scuffling as they once again went out the back door and into the alley behind the shops. Harry took Draco\'s hand, his face heating as he did so, as a quiet way to say thank you for gifting him with sight once again.

\"They look good on you,\" Draco whispered against Harry\'s ear as he leaned close. He brushed his lips against Harry\'s cheek before he suddenly drew away to stare down the alley.

Blaise turned around quickly to glance at Draco, his own eyes darting down the alley.

Harry didn\'t need to know what they were looking at. He could feel it crawling over his skin... Dark magic... a mass of Death Eaters.

\"Bloody hell... they\'ve found us...\" Blaise hissed.

Harry turned to look. Death Eaters, in their black robes, swarmed out the back of several shops and into others. They looked like flood of cockroaches quickly taking over the area. So far, Blaise, Draco, and Harry were far enough down the alley that they had not been noticed.

\"Not yet, they haven\'t,\" Harry said determinedly, his green eyes narrowing.


~ to be continued ~

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The notorious Author\'s corner!

Blah. I am so sorry to all of you that are following this fic. I am trying so hard to get this thing updated, but REAL LIFE is kicking me square in the buttox. That... and 5 RPs are molesting my Potter Powers... -_-;; I had to go for a while with writing nothing at all. I\'m trying desperately to get back into the sweing of things. I\'m even reading BBaS all over again to make sure that I\'m giving you all the best story I possibly can. So far, the only thing I can see that I need to change is probably to compact the chapters into larger ones... and then try to write larger chapters for you all since you scream so much about it... Ah, but it will be better for me to write the larger chapters now, yes... because then I will be able to pack more into each chapter for you! YAY! Like... especially when the smut comes along... because I write really detailed smut...

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