Seduction of Darkness
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Voldemort
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
25
Views:
65,281
Reviews:
247
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
2
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
All That I've Got
Disclaimer – I do not own Harry Potter.
xx Harry’s thoughts xx
vv Draco’s thoughts vv
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Seduction of Darkness
Poisoned Ink
Beta – Cassandra Malfoy
Chapter 16
All That I’ve Got
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Harry swallowed and bit his lip, holding back a sob, and wiped his tears away. He didn’t want Draco to pity him. He had enough of that. He didn’t want Draco to know Voldemort and he had broken up neither. He just wanted to spend the rest of his summer at somewhere where he’s welcomed. It’s funny how he thought his relationship with the veela was awkward months ago, and he hoped desperately for things to be just like the first 15 years of his life, where Voldemort tried to kill him and he tried to kill Voldemort. And now, they were where they started from. So why wasn’t he happy?
xx Because you love the git. xx
He knew it. He should have listened to his annoying little voice from the beginning. He shouldn’t have fall in love with the Dark Lord to just have his heart broken again.
Harry walked quietly to Draco’s room, and made sure he had a big smiled on his face.
“Draco?” He called out softly, opening the door.
“Huh?” Draco said, picking his head from his book. Harry snorted. He knew that Draco often fell asleep when he’s reading.
“Oh, it’s you.” Draco said sleepily, “Make yourself comfortable.” Draco slurred and put his head back on the book. Soon he was snoring softly.
Harry sighed and made his way to the couch. He settled down and closed his eyes. He would have lots of questions to answer tomorrow, when Draco is awake and thinking straight.
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Draco groaned as he opened his eyes. It was afternoon already. He lifted his head and winced as his neck complained about the movement. He fell asleep again. Thank god his father hadn’t caught him.
Draco rubbed his neck as he rose from his chair and walked slowly toward his bathroom to get a numbing potion. He passed the fireplace, the couch with Harry sleeping on it, and stepped into the bathroom, pulling out the potion and gulped it down.
vv Ahh, much better. vv Draco thought, putting the bottle back.
vv Wait a minute… vv He stopped, and ran out of the bathroom, stopping in front of the couch. vv What is he doing here? vv
“Harry?” Draco said, reaching out to shake him. “Wake up!”
Harry took in a sharp breath and snapped open his eyes.
“Oh,” Harry said, “Hi.”
“Don\'t you hi me mister,” Draco said, “How did you get here?”
“Um…I came when you were…napping…and you told me to get comfortable, so I did.” Harry drawled.
“Why are you here in the first place?” Draco sat down on the couch.
“Oh, um…Tom is busy for now and he allowed me to stay here for the rest of the summer.” Harry said with a forced smiled, hoping Draco would believe him.
“Too busy?” Draco raised his eyebrows, “doing what?”
“Um…” Harry answered nervously, “He won’t tell me. He says its top secret.”
“Top secret,” Draco repeated after him, and narrowed his eyes. “And he allowed you to stay in the Manor? For the rest of the summer? With me?”
“Yes,” Harry said, “Why wouldn’t he?” He asked although he knows exactly why Voldemort wouldn’t be happy with the arrangement.
Draco nodded dubiously. He knew Voldemort wouldn’t leave Harry here, with Draco. Voldemort didn’t like, or trust Draco, and Draco knew it. There was something wrong. And he would find out.
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“Harry?”Draco called out, “Do you want some dinner?”
Harry’s stomach flipped and complained about the idea of food. But he accepted it anyway. He knew if he doesn’t accept then Draco was going to make him eat somehow.
“Sure,” Harry said, “Is Mr. Malfoy home?” Harry asked.
“Yes,” Draco said, “He wouldn’t mind. He already knows your little secret.” Draco smirked. “I’ll just tell him you’re spending the summer here. It’s a big house.”
“I know,” Harry said nervously. He didn’t really like Lucius Malfoy. Well, he didn’t really know the man, but he knew Lucius was one of Voldemort’s closest Death Eater, or maybe, friends.
Harry and Draco made their way to the huge dining room, where Lucius was already sitting here, waiting for Draco.
“Father,” Draco greeted.
Lucius looked up from his empty plate, and widened his eyes for a fraction of a second, seeing Harry. Then he put his usual mask on.
“Mr. Potter,” He said, “My apologies. I wasn’t aware of the … visit.”
Harry gulped nervously.
“Sorry, Mr. Malfoy,” He said, “But I was told to stay over the summer in the Manor.”
Lucius looked at Harry. He knew very clearly who ordered the young Potter to stay over and he knew that the Dark Lord got into a fight with his mate…he just came back from the Riddle Manor. Even if the Dark Lord and Harry weren’t in a fight, he knew he wouldn’t let Harry be with Draco for the rest of the summer. Obviously Harry did not plan to tell Draco about it, so he wasn’t going to push it.
“That will be fine,” He said, “You’re welcome to stay here.”
Harry breathed out in relief.
“Thank you, Mr. Malfoy.” Harry said and picked up his fork. He pushed his food around, forcing himself to take a small bite every once awhile to look normal.
Lucius, however, notice this and frowned. He would have to talk to Harry later.
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Voldemort growled loudly as he buried his face in his lands. He took a deep breath, trying not to scream and rip everything in site. Lucius had just left, and he felt better after he talked to the older Malfoy.
Still, he couldn’t understand why Harry had betrayed him. Playing with him like he was a puppet. He was the Dark Lord, dammit, not a toy. When Harry said he was okay with the Dark Side, that he, Harry, was going to join him, he had actually believed it. How stupid of him.
No, he wasn’t regretting what he had done to Harry. It was only fair, isn’t it? Harry played him, and now he deserved to play Harry.
Voldemort breathed out furiously and walked out of the room, grabbing a Death Eater’s arm and placing his finger on the Dark Mark. He was going to get his prisoners back.
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“Mr. Potter,” Lucius called out as the plates cleared. “I would like a word.”
xx oh shit xx Harry groaned inwardly. xx He must have realized something wrong. Now he’s going to kick me out. xx
Harry nodded slowly.
“In the library.” Lucius said, and make his way to the library.
Draco looked at Harry sympathetically.
“Good luck.” Draco said weakly. His father had always given a talk with all the guests that were going to live here. Somehow when they come back they’re always pale and frightened. He hadn’t had the gut to ask what his Father had always said. “You’ll need it.”
“Thanks,” Harry murmured, and made his way slowly to the library.
“Mr. Potter,” Lucius declared once Harry arrived. “Please have a seat.”
Harry sat down nervously at an armchair.
Lucius waved his wand, casting a silencing charm around them.
“Potter…Harry,” Lucius said, “You and I both know that you were lying about your reason to stay.”
Harry put a surprised look on his face, as if he had never known that Lucius knew his little secret.
“And yes, I know what’s going to between you and the Dark Lord.”
Harry looked down at his lap, trying to swallow the lump in his throat that formed again.
“That was a very idiotic thing that you did, Mr. Potter.” Lucius said harshly.
Harry choked; tears started running down his face again.
“I…I was only…only trying to…” Harry said, a sob wrecking through his small form. He wrapped his arms around his legs and formed a ball.
“Trying to save your friends.” Lucius finished for him, “After you committed yourself to the Dark Lord. That is betrayal, Mr. Potter. You should be glad that the Dark Lord only told you to leave, if it was other Death Eaters…”
Harry felt his blood starting boiling. Only told me to leave? That was after he tortured and raped him!
“He raped me!” Harry swallowed, and cried out. “And then he said he hated me and wanted me to leave and n...n...never c...come back…” He muttered.
Lucius sat there, stunned.
“He what?” He whispered.
Harry only let out a sob in response.
Lucius’ eyes softened.
“Oh, Harry,” He walked over and wrapped his arms loosely around him. “Why didn’t you tell Draco?”
“I…I didn’t want h…him to p…pity me,” Harry choked out.
“It’s going to be fine,” Lucius reassured Harry. “He didn’t mean it.”
But Harry kept crying until his tears ran out. Harry pulled out of the embrace as soon as his tears ended and he wiped out his tear tracks.
“Thanks Mr. Malfoy.” He said softly.
Lucius sighed.
“It’s Lucius.” He reminded Harry.
Harry nodded, and made his way to his own room.
So deep that it didn\'t even bleed and catch me
Off guard, red handed
Now I\'m far from lonely
Asleep I still see you lying next to me
So deep that it didn\'t even bleed and catch me I..
I need something else
Would someone please just give me
Hit me, knock me out
And let me go back to sleep
I can laugh
All I want inside I still am empty
So deep that it didn\'t even bleed and catch me I...
I\'ll be just fine
Pretending I\'m not
I\'m far from lonely
And it\'s all that I\'ve got
A/N
Sorry this took so long…I promise I’ll update soon! Please review!
xx Harry’s thoughts xx
vv Draco’s thoughts vv
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Seduction of Darkness
Poisoned Ink
Beta – Cassandra Malfoy
Chapter 16
All That I’ve Got
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Harry swallowed and bit his lip, holding back a sob, and wiped his tears away. He didn’t want Draco to pity him. He had enough of that. He didn’t want Draco to know Voldemort and he had broken up neither. He just wanted to spend the rest of his summer at somewhere where he’s welcomed. It’s funny how he thought his relationship with the veela was awkward months ago, and he hoped desperately for things to be just like the first 15 years of his life, where Voldemort tried to kill him and he tried to kill Voldemort. And now, they were where they started from. So why wasn’t he happy?
xx Because you love the git. xx
He knew it. He should have listened to his annoying little voice from the beginning. He shouldn’t have fall in love with the Dark Lord to just have his heart broken again.
Harry walked quietly to Draco’s room, and made sure he had a big smiled on his face.
“Draco?” He called out softly, opening the door.
“Huh?” Draco said, picking his head from his book. Harry snorted. He knew that Draco often fell asleep when he’s reading.
“Oh, it’s you.” Draco said sleepily, “Make yourself comfortable.” Draco slurred and put his head back on the book. Soon he was snoring softly.
Harry sighed and made his way to the couch. He settled down and closed his eyes. He would have lots of questions to answer tomorrow, when Draco is awake and thinking straight.
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Draco groaned as he opened his eyes. It was afternoon already. He lifted his head and winced as his neck complained about the movement. He fell asleep again. Thank god his father hadn’t caught him.
Draco rubbed his neck as he rose from his chair and walked slowly toward his bathroom to get a numbing potion. He passed the fireplace, the couch with Harry sleeping on it, and stepped into the bathroom, pulling out the potion and gulped it down.
vv Ahh, much better. vv Draco thought, putting the bottle back.
vv Wait a minute… vv He stopped, and ran out of the bathroom, stopping in front of the couch. vv What is he doing here? vv
“Harry?” Draco said, reaching out to shake him. “Wake up!”
Harry took in a sharp breath and snapped open his eyes.
“Oh,” Harry said, “Hi.”
“Don\'t you hi me mister,” Draco said, “How did you get here?”
“Um…I came when you were…napping…and you told me to get comfortable, so I did.” Harry drawled.
“Why are you here in the first place?” Draco sat down on the couch.
“Oh, um…Tom is busy for now and he allowed me to stay here for the rest of the summer.” Harry said with a forced smiled, hoping Draco would believe him.
“Too busy?” Draco raised his eyebrows, “doing what?”
“Um…” Harry answered nervously, “He won’t tell me. He says its top secret.”
“Top secret,” Draco repeated after him, and narrowed his eyes. “And he allowed you to stay in the Manor? For the rest of the summer? With me?”
“Yes,” Harry said, “Why wouldn’t he?” He asked although he knows exactly why Voldemort wouldn’t be happy with the arrangement.
Draco nodded dubiously. He knew Voldemort wouldn’t leave Harry here, with Draco. Voldemort didn’t like, or trust Draco, and Draco knew it. There was something wrong. And he would find out.
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“Harry?”Draco called out, “Do you want some dinner?”
Harry’s stomach flipped and complained about the idea of food. But he accepted it anyway. He knew if he doesn’t accept then Draco was going to make him eat somehow.
“Sure,” Harry said, “Is Mr. Malfoy home?” Harry asked.
“Yes,” Draco said, “He wouldn’t mind. He already knows your little secret.” Draco smirked. “I’ll just tell him you’re spending the summer here. It’s a big house.”
“I know,” Harry said nervously. He didn’t really like Lucius Malfoy. Well, he didn’t really know the man, but he knew Lucius was one of Voldemort’s closest Death Eater, or maybe, friends.
Harry and Draco made their way to the huge dining room, where Lucius was already sitting here, waiting for Draco.
“Father,” Draco greeted.
Lucius looked up from his empty plate, and widened his eyes for a fraction of a second, seeing Harry. Then he put his usual mask on.
“Mr. Potter,” He said, “My apologies. I wasn’t aware of the … visit.”
Harry gulped nervously.
“Sorry, Mr. Malfoy,” He said, “But I was told to stay over the summer in the Manor.”
Lucius looked at Harry. He knew very clearly who ordered the young Potter to stay over and he knew that the Dark Lord got into a fight with his mate…he just came back from the Riddle Manor. Even if the Dark Lord and Harry weren’t in a fight, he knew he wouldn’t let Harry be with Draco for the rest of the summer. Obviously Harry did not plan to tell Draco about it, so he wasn’t going to push it.
“That will be fine,” He said, “You’re welcome to stay here.”
Harry breathed out in relief.
“Thank you, Mr. Malfoy.” Harry said and picked up his fork. He pushed his food around, forcing himself to take a small bite every once awhile to look normal.
Lucius, however, notice this and frowned. He would have to talk to Harry later.
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Voldemort growled loudly as he buried his face in his lands. He took a deep breath, trying not to scream and rip everything in site. Lucius had just left, and he felt better after he talked to the older Malfoy.
Still, he couldn’t understand why Harry had betrayed him. Playing with him like he was a puppet. He was the Dark Lord, dammit, not a toy. When Harry said he was okay with the Dark Side, that he, Harry, was going to join him, he had actually believed it. How stupid of him.
No, he wasn’t regretting what he had done to Harry. It was only fair, isn’t it? Harry played him, and now he deserved to play Harry.
Voldemort breathed out furiously and walked out of the room, grabbing a Death Eater’s arm and placing his finger on the Dark Mark. He was going to get his prisoners back.
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“Mr. Potter,” Lucius called out as the plates cleared. “I would like a word.”
xx oh shit xx Harry groaned inwardly. xx He must have realized something wrong. Now he’s going to kick me out. xx
Harry nodded slowly.
“In the library.” Lucius said, and make his way to the library.
Draco looked at Harry sympathetically.
“Good luck.” Draco said weakly. His father had always given a talk with all the guests that were going to live here. Somehow when they come back they’re always pale and frightened. He hadn’t had the gut to ask what his Father had always said. “You’ll need it.”
“Thanks,” Harry murmured, and made his way slowly to the library.
“Mr. Potter,” Lucius declared once Harry arrived. “Please have a seat.”
Harry sat down nervously at an armchair.
Lucius waved his wand, casting a silencing charm around them.
“Potter…Harry,” Lucius said, “You and I both know that you were lying about your reason to stay.”
Harry put a surprised look on his face, as if he had never known that Lucius knew his little secret.
“And yes, I know what’s going to between you and the Dark Lord.”
Harry looked down at his lap, trying to swallow the lump in his throat that formed again.
“That was a very idiotic thing that you did, Mr. Potter.” Lucius said harshly.
Harry choked; tears started running down his face again.
“I…I was only…only trying to…” Harry said, a sob wrecking through his small form. He wrapped his arms around his legs and formed a ball.
“Trying to save your friends.” Lucius finished for him, “After you committed yourself to the Dark Lord. That is betrayal, Mr. Potter. You should be glad that the Dark Lord only told you to leave, if it was other Death Eaters…”
Harry felt his blood starting boiling. Only told me to leave? That was after he tortured and raped him!
“He raped me!” Harry swallowed, and cried out. “And then he said he hated me and wanted me to leave and n...n...never c...come back…” He muttered.
Lucius sat there, stunned.
“He what?” He whispered.
Harry only let out a sob in response.
Lucius’ eyes softened.
“Oh, Harry,” He walked over and wrapped his arms loosely around him. “Why didn’t you tell Draco?”
“I…I didn’t want h…him to p…pity me,” Harry choked out.
“It’s going to be fine,” Lucius reassured Harry. “He didn’t mean it.”
But Harry kept crying until his tears ran out. Harry pulled out of the embrace as soon as his tears ended and he wiped out his tear tracks.
“Thanks Mr. Malfoy.” He said softly.
Lucius sighed.
“It’s Lucius.” He reminded Harry.
Harry nodded, and made his way to his own room.
So deep that it didn\'t even bleed and catch me
Off guard, red handed
Now I\'m far from lonely
Asleep I still see you lying next to me
So deep that it didn\'t even bleed and catch me I..
I need something else
Would someone please just give me
Hit me, knock me out
And let me go back to sleep
I can laugh
All I want inside I still am empty
So deep that it didn\'t even bleed and catch me I...
I\'ll be just fine
Pretending I\'m not
I\'m far from lonely
And it\'s all that I\'ve got
A/N
Sorry this took so long…I promise I’ll update soon! Please review!