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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
30
Views:
3,465
Reviews:
7
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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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.
November 8, 1997
Journal of Draco Malfoy
November 8, 1997
Snape finally called me to his office. I expected that much. He was grading papers when I came in as he often is when I would show up for our meetings. Sometimes he just has me sit under his desk and suck at him, so I made my way over to his desk. He asked me to strip, so I did. Now that I have something to compare it to, I realize what a poor lover Snape is, and I\'m sure he could read the contempt on my face.
Still, his icy hands spread over my body as if he were going to make an attempt to be gentle. Compared to Teddy, he is so rough. Teddy never grabbed me by the hair the way Snape did, or shoved his jagged-nailed fingers inside of me. He wouldn\'t have slapped me for protesting. I wouldn\'t have had to protest.
Snape told me that Teddy wasn\'t strong or faithful enough and that he was going to die in battle if the Dark Lord didn\'t have him killed first. He said that Teddy laughed about how easy it was to seduce, how he didn\'t really care about leaving me behind, that he couldn\'t wait to serve the Dark Lord.
My throat is still raw from how his cock mercilessly stabbed the back of my throat.
I can\'t get taste of Snape out of my mouth. He smells like cheese and the acid burn of ammonia. He doesn\'t taste much better, either.
I\'d hoped that his violent treatment would finish him sooner than usual. I could tell he was getting close. But instead of coming, he yanked me to his chambers where he\'d laid a fresh batch of knickers.
Damn Snape. Damn knickers. Damn dry entry that made me sob into the ugly things.
I am to wear the knickers every day. It\'s punishment, but it\'s also to keep me from \"ruining anyone else\'s life with my sick appetites.\"
He\'s one to speak.
I told him he was too cruel, that he asked too much, that I wanted to get my mark and to be with Teddy. He laughed and told me to get dressed, that if I thought that what he did to me was bad, that I had no business being a Death Eater. I can\'t imagine my father putting up with this sort of behaviour. I asked him how bad being a Death Eater could be. He asked me how I felt about the Cruciatus curse.
November 8, 1997
Snape finally called me to his office. I expected that much. He was grading papers when I came in as he often is when I would show up for our meetings. Sometimes he just has me sit under his desk and suck at him, so I made my way over to his desk. He asked me to strip, so I did. Now that I have something to compare it to, I realize what a poor lover Snape is, and I\'m sure he could read the contempt on my face.
Still, his icy hands spread over my body as if he were going to make an attempt to be gentle. Compared to Teddy, he is so rough. Teddy never grabbed me by the hair the way Snape did, or shoved his jagged-nailed fingers inside of me. He wouldn\'t have slapped me for protesting. I wouldn\'t have had to protest.
Snape told me that Teddy wasn\'t strong or faithful enough and that he was going to die in battle if the Dark Lord didn\'t have him killed first. He said that Teddy laughed about how easy it was to seduce, how he didn\'t really care about leaving me behind, that he couldn\'t wait to serve the Dark Lord.
My throat is still raw from how his cock mercilessly stabbed the back of my throat.
I can\'t get taste of Snape out of my mouth. He smells like cheese and the acid burn of ammonia. He doesn\'t taste much better, either.
I\'d hoped that his violent treatment would finish him sooner than usual. I could tell he was getting close. But instead of coming, he yanked me to his chambers where he\'d laid a fresh batch of knickers.
Damn Snape. Damn knickers. Damn dry entry that made me sob into the ugly things.
I am to wear the knickers every day. It\'s punishment, but it\'s also to keep me from \"ruining anyone else\'s life with my sick appetites.\"
He\'s one to speak.
I told him he was too cruel, that he asked too much, that I wanted to get my mark and to be with Teddy. He laughed and told me to get dressed, that if I thought that what he did to me was bad, that I had no business being a Death Eater. I can\'t imagine my father putting up with this sort of behaviour. I asked him how bad being a Death Eater could be. He asked me how I felt about the Cruciatus curse.