Silver, Green, and Gold

Silver, Green, Gold

Disclaimer:…Yea I have no connection to anything that needs ownership besides my pets. So obviously no connection to Hp and cast.

Warnings: There is Major NON CON. Hetero and Slash NON CON. If you don’t like then you can read. There will eventually be a few threesome scenes. I’m not sure how long those will last. There is Het in this chapter between my character and Draco. I know that this is a DxH fic but there is a reason for this. Just bear with me for now. The sex in this chapter is not too non con but is kinda forced...

Helpful Hints: Italics are thoughts mainly Harry's
I hope they show up…
I think I figured it out, with some help of course.

Thanks are sent out Sakya for supporting my fic. Oh and no my character is not dead she just kinda passed out. Sorry for the confusion. This chapter kinda jumps to the future so just be patient I will explain everything in due time.


Chapter Two: Silver and Gold

He was once again standing on the platform 9 ¾ waiting to board the train. Annoyingly enough it wasn’t there yet. Harry knew that he was early but he seriously couldn’t be that early, could he? Harry looked at a clock saw that he was indeed extremely early especially for him. There was another ten minutes until the train even arrived.

He had been standing there, waiting, for the last hour though. At least earlier there had been no people on the platform with him. Now there were at least five families present and one of them was a family he never wanted to see ever again.

The Malfoys.

When they had first arrived he had moved away from them as much as he could and tried not to bring any attention to himself. But it seemed that he didn’t have to worry, Lucius was avidly lecturing his son and a young girl that was standing next to him with her head bowed. Lucius didn’t even spare a glance at the other people there or those that were arriving.

Harry stared at the girl that was quietly listening to the elder Malfoy. She had dark hair. It was so dark that for a moment he though it was black but then the sun decided to make an appearance and Harry realized that her hair was actually a deep shade of purple. It was weird but even weirder was the fact that he could tell that it was her natural hair color. He wanted to see her eyes.

He wondered were they an unusual color as well like her hair. But he dared not stare any longer less he was caught and noticed by the family.

Finally the train arrived.

Without hesitation Harry boarded the train going to the back and claiming the last compartment to himself. He loaded his stuff up in the racks then locked the compartment door with the strongest locking spell and wards that he knew at the moment. No one would be able to break it, or so he thought.

Sitting down on one of the compartment’s seats he looked out the window. He watched as more and more people arrived and boarded the train. Off to the side he saw Seamus and Dean waving goodbye to their families.

Their hands were clasped and their fingers were laced together. Harry gave a small smile even though they couldn’t see it. They must have finally gotten together over the summer. It’s bout time…

His eyes then continued over the crowd and soon landed on a familiar group of red heads. The youngest was turned so that he could see her face. She looked worried and concerned, Harry wondered what was causing her to be so disturbed. Moving onto the boy and girl next to Ginny his eyes narrowed. Ron and Hermione were holding hands and kissing.

Now he had no problem with the fact that they were together. No he was pissed off cause he had the feeling that this was the reason why he didn’t receive a single letter from them. He wondered though why didn’t anyone else write him. Those two getting together couldn’t have stopped the others from writing, could it?

Sighing he hoped that they wouldn’t look for him when they boarded.

With a will of their own his eyes once again trailed over the crowd and landed on the Malfoys. He gave a forceful shudder even as he laid a hand on his flat stomach trying to calm himself from the memories. It seemed that the elder one was still lecturing but now it seemed to be more focused on Draco and not on the girl.

He was still curious about the girl.

Who is she?
Why is she here?
Is she a death eater as well?
What is she?

Her natural hair color told him that it was obvious that she was not in the least fully human. She could have been like Tonks but somehow he knew she was nothing like the clumsy and fun auror. She radiated off a different type of feeling and power.

His eyes continued to bore into her head unconsciously trying to make her turned around so he could see her face.

She turned towards him.

Their eyes connected.

Harry let out a gasp.

It was her!

The girl from that night. The one with the sad gold eyes that understood his pain so well. The one that had freed him, now at least he knew it was indeed a girl that had freed him. He didn’t know why but he had assumed that it was a girl but now he had verification on that fact.

Why is ‘she’ here?

He couldn’t look away anymore than he could not know her. Her eyes seemed to tear through any walls that covered up his emotions and fears. Her eyes saw everything that he was hiding.

Her eyes saw his pain and not once did pity enter her stare. She didn’t pity him but she understood him. She didn’t judge him but she accepted him. She searched deeper still her eyes urging him to bare his soul to her.

Suddenly her eyes widened in comprehension and shock.

She knew.

He knew she did. She saw it. Not that he was the boy that she had saved that night. No, that was obvious, she saw his greatest secret. The one thing that he had never thought could or would happen to him. The one that caused him to lower his head down in shame. The one that he had been carrying for a little over a month now.

She saw that he was pregnant.

Her eyes now filled with a new pain and, to his shock, even a little bit of guilt. Did she blame herself for not being able to help him sooner? He hoped she didn’t, there was nothing that she could have done to stop them.

He realized with bitter humor that he had just made her eyes mirror his pain. He didn’t want her to hurt for him. No, he hated hurting people especially those that helped him or those that were kind like her.

Though they never had talked or really met he knew that she was kind. He saw it in her eyes. Just as she had asked for his soul she had opened her own to him.

She had pain too. But she was stronger than anyone else he knew cause even though her pain ran deep another emotion ran even deeper, hope. She still had hope. She wasn’t broken from her pain. No, she still fought her chains. She still kept her head held high even when she pretended to be broken.

Suddenly, he realized that this girl had saved him now a second time.

If she could still fight and defy the life she had lived for so long how could he, who had just a small taste of her pain, just give up.

No, he wouldn’t let that night control him.

No he would let them break him.

He gave her a small smile.

She was his savior.

He hoped that she would understand this. He needed her to see that one thought. He needed her to know that she had helped and saved him more than anyone had ever tried to before.

Her eyes were now soft and warm. Of course she understood this. How could she not.

Their connection was broken as the young girl’s head snapped back towards elder Malfoy, and as her hand came up to rub the sore spot that resulted from being elbowed by the younger of the two Malfoys. Harry saw that Lucius’ face had darkened immensely with anger. He hoped she would be okay.

He knew she would be.

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“What, pray tell, could be so interesting that you would ignore your name being called, multiple times even?” hissed the death eater.

Bright gold eyes narrowed into the pale gray eyes that she hated with so much of her being it could, if she let it, consume her. She remained silent with defiance and dared the older man to do something to her here out in public.

She knew he wouldn’t but that didn’t mean anything in itself. What it did infer though, was that once he got her back, and he would, he was going to make her pay desperately for her misbehavior and lack of fear.

And she didn’t fear him. She didn’t fear his torture or his rape. She might have at one point when she was younger but that had been a fleeting time that she had quickly hardened to.

She knew he was deadly. She knew his curses hurt like a bitch. She knew that he would make her bleed tremendously. She also knew that he was almost unpredictable to most people but not to her. She could read his every move and emotion. She knew him better than he himself knew. She had no fear for this man nor anyone else among the Death Eater ranks. Not even Voldemort himself could make her quake or shiver in fear.

No there was only pity for these people. Pity, that their minds were so clouded by hate, judgments, and prejudices, that they couldn’t pull their heads out of their asses long enough to think clearly for a single moment. They couldn’t think for themselves nor did they want to. They were the ones in this world that needed pity. Though most of them didn’t deserve even that small emotion.

The silence stretched on as the tension grew. She would not answer him. He had no control over her here due to the facts that they were in public and that at this particular time in her life she ‘belonged’ to Draco, not Lucius.

She knew he would not forget this and would make her pay but it didn’t matter he was not her master…yet.

Draco saw this clash and knew that they both were stubborn as hell. She might be scared of his father for herself be he was. He didn’t want her hurt or in pain. She never deserved it. Making a quick decision he decided to intervene. “Sol, what did you see?”

Sol broke the connection with Lucius and glanced at the young man beside her. He was her master and she knew that if she disobeyed him, she would be taken away and most likely be given straight to Lucius.

Letting loose a soft sigh she bowed her head slightly, “I thought I saw someone that I recognized from a while back…” her voice trailed off as she was unwilling to elaborate more on her comment.

Draco nodded his head in acceptance of her answer even though he knew that she was omitting a huge part. Like who she thought she saw. He knew her very well. He knew her strengths, he knew her weaknesses, and surprisingly enough he was the only person that ever knew of her fears. So it was easy enough to tell that she really didn’t want to say the full truth. And Draco let her.

Before his father could comment on her half-truth, Draco spoke up and informed his father that he needed to get on the train before it left without him. What he didn’t say was that he wanted to get Sol as far away from him as he could as soon as possible.

He saw her smirk at his father and he knew that his father was not going to like that expression on her face at all. He had hoped she would at least behave a little more and not indulge in her hate for his father this much. He gave a soft sigh she was just impossible at times.

The older blonde nodded his head in acknowledgment but gave his son a pointed look that clearly said he was not pleased with his acquiesce. Before he let them leave though he grabbed the girl’s arm painfully and brought her closer so he could lower his voice into a deadly calm whisper. “Don’t get smug girl you never stay with any one person for too long. You will eventually come back to me. I will not have you forgetting your place, whore.”

Her voice was ice even as she winced in pain from the grip he had on her. “It’s not like I could forget that anytime soon, now could I?”

Lucius let her arm go and watched them board the train. Draco first with his head held high and proud followed by the purple haired girl that now had her head bowed in subservience. He doubted that that would last long. His son obviously did not know how to properly control her if he let her slide with her recent display of disrespect.

His eyes traveled along the platform for the first time since he got there. Even then his glance had been quick and not in the least thorough. His gray blue eyes connected with killing curse green eyes that were filled to the brim with anger and hate.

Lucius smirked.

The boy had obviously realized that he had been one of his many tormentors that night about a month or so ago. It had been delicious that night even though his punishment had almost outweighed his pleasure. Almost anyway. His smirk grew as he watched the train pull away from the station carrying the boy that hated him so much away.

What he couldn’t see though was that while Harry had been glaring at him murderously he had also been lightly rubbing his stomach. He knew that Lucius was the father.

He had found that out from reading one of the books he had gotten from Diagon Alley. It seemed that when it came to multiple partners that the one with the greatest magic was the one that would be the impregnator.

Harry had no doubt in his mind what so ever that that man was the most powerful one there. There had never been one that could have been considered competition among the others and that was extremely obvious.

Harry hated it. He hated that he had been caught. He hated that he had been raped. He hated that he had been to weak to stop it. But mostly he hated the fact that out of all of the captors there he just had to be impregnated by Lucius Malfoy.

Harry tried to calm his hateful and racing thoughts by losing himself in the open country that they were now zipping through. He soon dozed off into a light and fitful sleep.

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Sol followed Draco through the train as he moved towards his reserved compartment. He always had one reserved for himself and a few others that he was forced to hang around with. Opening the door to his compartment confidently, he strolled right in and took up his usual seat near the window. He didn’t need to bother with his stuff since it had already been stored for him.

Less than a second later he felt a slight pressure at his legs as Sol took up her seat on the floor backed against the wall under the window. Her head came to rest on a part of the cushioned seat that was not occupied by his as she silently watched the other occupants gawk from Draco to her and then back to Draco. She thought it was hilarious.

There were actually two reasons for her to sit like this. The first one, and most commonly known one, was the fact that it showed her position towards her master. She was not an equal, no, she was a slave in all possible meanings of the word. She could not even say that she belonged to herself, out loud anyway. The other and more viable reason considering her tendency towards defiance was the fact that she preferred sitting on a floor with her back against a wall. It was more comfortable to her.

Draco watched his companions try to gather enough brain cells to speak. In his compartment sat Pansy Parkinson, Blaise Zabini, and Theodore Nott. Draco was not surprised that it took them so long to get over their initial shock. They knew who she was and they knew what she was for. They also knew that Draco had to have done something very difficult to get her.

Pansy was the first to speak and it was actually her shrill voice that broke through the others stupor. “Draky… you actually got her? How…what did you do? Is Dumbledork going to allow her to stay with you?”

Pansy didn’t notice the slight wince that was caused by her high voice or by the use of the unwanted nickname she used. Sol actually had to hid her face lightly to smother her giggles from it. Sol listened as her Draco responded in his haughty tone, “Of course I got her. Why wouldn’t I? And father wrote to Dumbledork explaining that she is a third cousin of mine and is visiting for a while… Now Pansy how many times have I told you not to call me that awful name.”

Draco paused for a moment letting the information he just gave them sink in. He was actually surprised when Blaise asked him a question that he hadn’t thought of before. “So what’s going to happen if she gets sorted into another house.”

Draco just shrugged it off as if it was an option that was not in the least feasible. But his mind was whirling with possibilities of that happening exactly though he could not see her in any other house besides Slytherin and maybe Gryffindor.

Sol looked up at the boy that had asked that question. Yes she could recognize him and the other passengers. She knew them mostly from being passed around so much.

She knew that Pansy was an idiot that wouldn’t know a book if one hit her in the face. She was also just as cruel as her father. And just as ugly.

She knew Blaise due to the fact that a few of his mother’s husbands had been death eaters and thus she had been at his place a few times. He was quiet and thoughtful. He watched and he learned. But he was just as sadistic as professional torturer.

And she knew Theodore. Ok he was just a plain idiot. He had a large mouth and not enough strength, allies, or magic to back himself up. Even with her magic bound the way it was she had no doubt that she could best him.

All in all they were pathetic. And Sol and Draco both knew this. Once again the silence was broken by Pansy’s shrill voice. “So Draco does she do everything you say or does she disobey you like she does to others?”

Draco heard the unspoken question. The real question was could he control her? Did he hold enough power over her to do that? She listened to him and indeed did obey him when she felt like it was appropriate to act that way. But he knew the real reason for her compliance. They were actually best friends and had been ever since they were little and she had first visited the manor. They never let anyone catch on to them though that would have been dangerous.

Nodding his head in an affirmative he scoffed at her question, “What kind of question is that Pansy? Of course she listens to me. There’s no choice in the matter.” Draco felt a soft quivering against his leg so he looked down.

Sol was trying hard not to laugh. She was biting her bottom lip in an attempt to be quiet. She knew that her friend would have to answer that way but still it was funny to hear. She also knew that they would probably ask him to prove it in the most humiliating way they could think of but she didn’t care.

They were in no position to refuse this dare anyway. Draco could lose his standing with the Slytherins and with his father and Voldemort. As of right now they both trusted him to do as he was told. She on the other hand would be told to return to her cell until she was given to another one in hopes of them breaking her. She would most likely be given to Lucius for the millionth time. She really did hate that man.

As she predicted the other occupants wanted proof of her obedience. They really wanted her to be passed around the compartment a few times at first though that idea was quickly squashed with a growl, threat, and reminder that “Malfoys don’t share”. So in the end they decided that she was to blow Draco and then allow him to fuck her while the others watched.

Sol didn’t like the last part of the agreement but just because she didn’t think that they should see her Draco in any state of undress or intimacy. But one look from her friend told her that he agreed with her but thought that this was the easiest way out for both of them. He didn’t want her to be passed around like a whore because she was most definitely not one.

Sol was gorgeous and no one could say other wise. She had these unearthly looks that everyone was jealous of because no one else could have them. Her skin was pale similar to his own really but she seemed to have a gold undertone instead of a silverish one like he had. Her dark purple hair was a color that just accented her skin and clashed with it perfectly to bring out her bright and deep gold eyes. She had scars from the years of torture that she had endured but they were faint and hard to see so they weren’t important to most. There was no way around it she was simply the most breath taking female in the entire world. There was only one other person that could give her a run for her money, but he, yes he, was a forbidden lust.

It really wasn’t to hard for him to get hard for her. She was one of the very few girls left that could affect him that way. She knew this too. So it was no surprise to her that by the time she had gotten on her knees in front of him that he was already half hard. She shifted her position a little in order to block the view of Draco. She would not let the others see more of him than necessary.

She looked up into his gorgeous silver eyes as she made quick work of his belt and zipper.

For a moment she just took in the differences between his and Lucius’ eyes. Most would say they looked alike but they most definitely did not. Draco’s eyes were a beautiful mercury while his father just had blue gray eyes. They looked nothing alike to her.

Getting back to her task she broke eye contact and reached her hand inside of his trousers to stroke him lightly a little. She knew his likes when it came to sex. He was the only one that she remembered purposefully. She felt his body give a little shiver as she continued to stroke him inside of his pants.

Finally she took his length out of his pants. He was fully hard now and she didn’t waste anytime getting her mouth over it. Reacting on instinct Draco closed his eyes momentarily and threaded his fingers through her thick silky hair. She was licking and sucking in all the right places to get him off quickly and efficiently and for that he was grateful he didn’t want this to last longer than necessary. He had no need or desire to embarrass her.

The suction was quickly increasing and soon soft gasps were forcing their way past his parted lips. He was close thanks to her skill and understanding so when she pulled back slightly and grazed the head lightly with her teeth he came. His head leaned back slightly and his mouth parted even as no sound came from him. She swallowed it all making sure not to lose a single drop even though she let one run down her chin slightly as she turned her head towards the other occupants. She snaked her tongue out to catch it before it got to far down her chin.

The others were flushed from watching that. They knew though that they would not be getting any so they tried to calm themselves down as they waited for the next part. The part where she submitted to him fully on her own.

Not wanting to wait to much longer she began to lightly tease his sensitive flesh into hardness once again. She placed soft kisses around his lower stomach even as she sneaked a hand in to his pants to do something she knew for a fact would get him hard quickly.

Her fingers were hidden so that the others could not tell what it was that she was doing to him. He was hardening again but not quick enough. Her finger scraped lightly over the skin behind his balls causing him to lightly buck up into kisses.

Draco realized what she was going to do and knew that she wouldn’t do it unless she was positive that the others would not be able to tell that she was doing something that inferred that he trusted her more than he should. He felt her finger travel further back to gently circle his entrance. This drove him nuts most of the time but he refused to show others that.

When it came to his partners there had never been anyone that he wanted to top him but that didn’t mean that he didn’t like the sensations that came from rimming or fingering. He was pretty sure that he would like being fucked too. It was jus that he didn’t trust anyone enough to submit himself to them.

Sol knew that and when they were together without any form of an audience she loved watching him lose control because of those two activities. She was the only one that he ever lost his control with. He suspected that she would be the only one ever. He didn’t love her and she didn’t love him but for right now they were there for each other to the end.

His thoughts were abruptly cut off when he felt the tip of her finger dip in slightly as his shaft was once again inside of her hot mouth. This torture went on for a few minutes before she deemed him hard enough.

She removed her hand first and then released his hard member from her mouth slowly as she stood up in front of him. His eyes darted to hers in a silent apology as he reached up and pulled down her underwear for her to step out of them.

Eyes connected they ignored the other occupants desired filled eyes and focused on each other. Pulling her forward so that she was straddling his thighs he pulled her down onto his member quickly plunging into her.

Sol snapped her head back as she was filled quickly by her friend, her lover. He was the only one that even felt somewhat right being inside of her and that was a good feeling compared to what she went through most of the time. She let loose a soft moan as he began to pump in and out of her, her strong thighs helping to hold and move her entire body. A hand snuck under her small top to begin to massage her breast causing another gasp to pass her lips.

They moved together quickly and in perfect rhythm never fumbling or forgetting the pace. Sol looked over her shoulder at the voyeurs and decided that she didn’t want to be too much longer at this she felt really dirty with their eyes on her while she was with Draco. Anyone else and it wouldn’t have bothered her but not Draco. Refocusing back on Draco she caught his eyes with hers and she tightened her internal muscles in a way that she knew felt really good.

Draco let loose a soft groan at that. And buried his head in her chest area as she repeated that same tightening on every inward thrust. Draco felt it building up within him, another climax, but this time he felt hers building too.

They continued to move in tandem until finally Draco came. He muffled his moan by biting her shoulder harshly as he filled her with his seed. They were both panting and staring at each other. He gave her a small smile knowing that he had brought her off as well.

Finally getting most of his breathing under control he looked at the others, “There’s your proof and your wanking material now leave.”

“But Draco we have a Prefect meeting in ten minutes,” said a breathless Nott.

Draco glared at the boy that was part of the group that had made him embarrass his friend and growled out that he didn’t give a damn and that if they didn’t leave then he would throw them out. That quickly cleared the compartment and as the door closed from their hasty exit Draco quickly spelled it shut and silenced.

Dropping his wand onto the floor he maneuvered Sol and himself so that he was laying half on top of her knowing that she didn’t mind one bit. Her hand started to play with his damp hair as they remained silent.

After a few moments though Draco raised himself above her and started to peel off all of her clothing. He then quickly discarded with his own. Looking at her with his silent question he was happy to be given permission this time. Leaning down he kissed her lightly apologizing for her ordeal and her situation and anything else that he couldn’t help her with.

The kiss was sweet and loving. Though loving was not the right word exactly. It couldn’t be loving because they didn’t love one another, nor did they have any romantic feelings toward the other. They were friends that found comfort with each other for their own reasons. This was also why they could not call what they did next ‘making love’ nor could they call it just ‘sex’. They didn’t know what to call it but they knew that for right now it was what was needed.

This time took longer, much longer. It was slow and gentle. It brought them both to the edge together and made the fall over that edge together. They were not destined to be with each other but for right now it worked.

Sol smiled to herself as she felt Draco start to doze off after their ‘bout’. He was a good friend, one that she had no intention of losing. Giving a soft sigh she looked down at him. Gold eyes meeting and smiling into bright silver eyes that were smiling back albeit tiredly. Looks like Draco won’t make it to that meeting of his now. Soon they were both asleep in the other’s comforting arms and warmth.








A/N: Thank you soooo much for reading thus far. I hope to have the next chapter out as soon as I can. Oh and though for right now my character is being called Sol(aka sun in Spanish) it is not her real name. It is the name given to her because of her eyes. Oh and any suggestions or guesses as to what creature she has in her…? Please review I love feed back. Ja ne