Misplaced Trust

hey everyone here is the next chapter where the Malfoy families world is turned on its side

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Voldemort walks into the room and sees Hermione and Ryan raising an eyebrow. Ryan turns his head and looks at Voldemort his brown eyes wavering. Voldemort looks at him.

"So thats what you are." Ryan turns away as Voldemort walks to Draco.

"You might want to ask him about his parents." Draco ascends the staircase, hearing Voldemort's question.

He looks curiously at Ryan, but remembers Lily's words and asks nothing.

"I believe we are of similar build." He stated.

"I will lend you some clean clothing and tomorrow, if you like, we will go shopping."

"That sounds lovely Draco." Hermione said as she helpped Ryan bath.

"Ill be right back... i am to grab some healing potions from Severus's lab. Could you watch over him?" Draco nods and offers his arm to the boy.

"I can assure you, I mean you no harm." He smiles his most charming smile.

Ryan looks at Draco then slowly nods.

"Hermy... said that i needed to... take a bath..." he rubbed his arm as there were scars on it from scratching.

Draco splays his hand in the universal 'this way' gesture, leading the boy to the lavish bathroom. It has, ironically, red and gold accents, deep red carpets and curtains, and gold claw feet on the massive tub. He begins running a hot bath, opening several of the oddly shaped faucets and releasing the smells of jasmine and lavander into the air.

"That should relax you." He states, satisfied and reaches for the hem of Ryan's shirt.

Ryan lets the shirt start to come up. Suddenly old thoughts begin to come up. His mind goes into autopilot. Once his hands came down gently moved his hands to Draco's shirt pulling it up out of his pants. His hands move up Draco's shirt. Draco swallows.

"Er. Ryan?" He takes the young man's wrists gently.

Ryan continues to move his hands up his thumbs flicking over his nipples. His lips moved over Draco's throat. He knew just the way to twist even the straightest man to get a taste of the homosexual side. Draco backed away several steps, his hold on Ryan's wrists tightening.

"This...er. You realize I'm dating Hermione, right?"

"But... you want it right?" Ryan whispers in a dull tone as he presses Draco to the wall. "Just like those men... they all have wives... and girlfriends... they all want it." Ryan continues to whisper as he gently bites Draco's throat.

Draco jerks back, his head hitting the wall and he hisses in pain.

"No. I don't. Maybe if I wasn't with someone, I'd be curious." He says, then reasserts. "Maybe. But I'm straight. And with someone. I love her." He puts his hands firmly on Ryan's chest, pushing, but not cruelly.

Ryan looks at him his eyes almost lost.

"But... no! You must want it!" his voice desperate almost a terror filled desperation. "You pulled my shirt off... you must want it! Just let me do the one thing im really good at." Ryan drops to his knees and unbuttons his pants.

In an effort to keep the boy away from his nether regions, Draco too slides to his knees. He puts both hands on Ryan's shoulders and shakes him abruptly, not hurting him, but trying desperately to get his attention.

"Stop it. Now. You don't have to do that ever again if you don't want to. Hermione loves you and that's several points in your favor already. We don't need to be convinced that you're good or good *at* anything. Just...be." Draco sighs, wondering if a young man who'd been through as much as this lad obviously had even knew how to just live.

Ryan gasps and looks at him then slowly looks down.

"I... i dont know what to do..." Ryan starts to sob as he grips Draco's shirt.

As he bows his head it was clearly visible a birthmark shaped like an apple. There was a similar birthmark on Draco's neck. Draco hugs the boy to him, frowning at the mark. He bites his lip- something he only does when he senses something big is about to happen.

"Ryan...where were you born?"

"I dont know... here in London i guess." Draco touched Ryan's mark softly, still frowning.

"You don't know." He sounded unsurprised. "And you parent's? Where are they?"

Ryan shudders slightly.

"My parents threw me out at the age of 9. Before i walked away they told me that i was adopted." Ryan rests his head on Draco's shoulder.

Draco nods.

"I think you need to meet my father."

"Or perhaps I should speak to my parents first." Ryan looks down.

"I'll wait here and bathe." Draco lifts the boy's chin so he can look him in the eyes.

"You will be fine?" Ryan slowly nods as he stands up.

Wordlessly he strips down and sits in the already filled bathtub. Draco watches him for several moments before rising. He quickly retrieves some clothing, wondering what happened to Hermione, and sets it just inside the bathroom door. He shuts it and makes his way to the parlour. Sirius, Remus, and Lily are all there, talking about the new addition. He clears his throat.

"If you wouldn't mind, I am about to fire-call my parent's and would ask for a bit of privacy if possible." He says politely.

The three adults look at Draco nodding.

"I saw Hermione fighting with Snape. I think ill go soften him up." Lily walks out of the room.

Remus and Sirius take their leave to the kitchen. Draco nods his thanks and goes directly to the fire, taking down the floo powder and tossing it into the fire.

"Malfoy Manor." He says clearly and the flames flicker green.

"Father?" He calls as he bends to look through the connection.

Narcissa's face appears in the fire.

"Oh baby how are you?" Narcissa easily stepped through the fire looking at him.

Draco stands back and looks at his mother for a moment before speaking.

"I think father should be here too." Narcissa nods and calls for Lucius through the fire when Lucius steps into the room.

"What is going on Draco? Where's that future daughter in law of ours?" Lucius says almost grinning.

"What," Draco asks, pointing to his mark. "is this exactly?" He couldn't believe he'd never thought to ask.

He'd always assumed it was a defect, but defects did not often appear in duplicate. Lucius and Narcissa look at it.

"It's a birthmark honey why?" Narcissa asked.

Draco nods.

"A birthmark. It is unique then?" Narcissa sighs softly.

"Only to siblings and family."

"Then tell me, please," Draco begins, a feeling of betrayal growing in him. "Why there is a muggle-raised boy with white-blonde hair and *this*" he points again to his mark "on his skin?!" Both Narcissa and Lucius face pale as tears begin to fill Narcissa's eyes.

"Draco... you would have had a twin brother Draco... you see... your mother and i had such a hard time getting pregnant. So we tried a potion to make it easier." Lucius said as he rested his hands on Narcissa's shoulders.

"The thing is that it had a history of making multiples." Draco growled.

"So...what? You threw away the spare?" He knew he was being unreasonable.

His parents would never do such a thing. Narcissa suddenly got very angry.

"No when you and your baby brother were born that bastard Dumbledore stole your brother then tried to take you as well! If it hadnt been for Bella walking into the nursery to see you then you would have been gone just like your brother!" Narcissa covers her face crying hard. "We tried desperately to find him but there was nothing that we could do."

The color drained from Draco's face and a cold hatred folded into that which already burned for Dumbledore.

"I'm sorry." He said quietly, knowing it would not erase what he'd said, but saying it anyway.

Lucius gently holds Narcissa.

"Are you saying that there is a boy with the same birthmark as you?" Draco nods.

"He has had....a difficult life." He sighs.

"Very difficult."

"Can you bring him to us?" Narcissa asked desperately.

"Soon." He said. "He's bathing."

Draco hesitated, sure his parents would not react badly, but unsure if it was his place to tell...

"He....well, the reason we went looking for him in the first place is because he was Hermione's friend. Her parents forbade the friendship after finding out he was gay." Lucius looks at Draco then sighed.

"Not surprised. With Sirius's blood in the Black family it would be natural to assume more of our family would be gay." Narcissa sniffed.

Draco shrugged.

"I just...You'll have to be careful with him, father." Draco's eyes conveyed something more than the words could.

"What is it that you arent telling us Draco?" Narcissa asked.

Draco shakes his head.

"You will understand. He should be out very soon." Right after Draco speaks Ryan steps around the corner.

His wrists were wrapped up as he slightly looked at Draco then saw Lucius and Narcissa and started to hide again. Draco went to his brother, realizing that he'd only appeared so young because of his fine features. Just like Draco's, though Ryan's upbringing had left him slender where Draco was broad and quite shorter. He wrapped his arm around the smaller man, leading him to his parents.

"Ryan. This is Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy. Our- er. My...er..." Draco stumbled.

Ryan looked at Draco as he looked at them as he tilted his head.

"Who are they?" Draco swallows. "They are my parents. And...er. We need to talk. All of us." Lucius steps foreward.

"Ryan? That is your name?" Ryan looked at the man as his eyes didnt match them.

Narcissa's eyes had widened on Ryan's entrance and now seemed to be travelling over him with a combination of love and almost disbelief. She took two hesitant steps forward, tears clinging to her lashes and one hand outstretched toward her missing son. Ryan looks at her as he feels his empty heart begin to slowly fill. He moves slightly towards her.

"Ph...my Phasma..." she said, her voice barely a whisper.

She took the boy into her arms, hugging him fiercely and sobbing over his shoulder. Draco watched this, his own heart swelling with emotion. He looked to his father with a raised brow. Ryan gasps and looks at the sobbing blonde woman while Lucius felt his own heart swell at the sight of his second son. He gently pulled Draco over and hugged him.

"What has your brother been through?"

"More than I can imagine." Draco replied sadly, his voice soft so as not to carry to his mother and her son. "He...tried to seduce me earlier. Said...it was the only thing he was good at." Lucius's eyes widen as he looks down at Draco.

"Was he used as a sex servant?" Draco shakes his head.

"I don't think so. His adoptive parents kicked him out very early...I think it was his only way to survive at first. The men at the club where we found him said they owned him... Do muggles still practice slavery?"

"They arent suppoused to but... that doesnt stop them from doing it." Lucius said as Ryan gently hugged Narcissa softly.

Narcissa leaned back and framed her boy's face in her hands as though trying to memorize every detail.

"My boy...my little boy." she said over and over again.

Ryan looks at her as he starts to cry.

"Mama..." his voice soft as he felt his body start to shut down from the thought that he had a family that loved him.

Narcissa sinks to her knees, holding Ryan close in her arms, her sobs shaking her body. Draco blinks, then turns to his father.

"They'll, ah. Be at this for a while then?" Lucius nods shaking his head.

"Why dont you go find Hermione. Tell her what you have found out." Draco nods and leaves the room.

Narcissa glances up and reaches a hand to her husband.

"Come meet your son." Lucius steps over as he gently hugs Ryan tight.

Narcissa pats Ryan's hair.

"Poor Draco doesn't realize quite what this means." She give a teary laugh. "He'll always be taken care of, but you were technically born first." Ryan looks at him as he doesnt understand what they were meaning.

"What...?" Narcissa smiles.

"You will never have to worry about anything ever again, my darling. You are the Malfoy heir." Ryan purses his lips as he shakes his head.

"Im not a good heir. I couldnt give you a baby... let Draco take it." Narcissa frowns, remembering.

"You prefer men." She nodded pet hs hair, suddenly thinking of something. "You would be unwilling to have a marriage of convenience? My mother and father were great friends, despite my mother wanting women..." Ryan shakes his head stepping back.

"I dont like women... they are filthy... i dont want anyone of them to touch me..." his voice venomous.

Narcissa blinks, hurt rising in her eyes.

"We would never force you." She folds her hands in her lap, unsure of her son's feelings toward her now. "You are welcome to life your life as you see fit..." Ryan looks at his mother as she slowly kneels by her curling into her.

"Im sorry... mama please dont throw me away... im sorry ill be good... ill even marry a women... just dont throw me away." his mood swings were vast and hard to gauge.

Narcissa hugs Ryan tightly.

"We would never throw you away!" she says, her voice edged with her conviction. "Even when we disagree or argue, never fear that we will throw you away!" She releases him and leans back. "Do not change your opinions to please us. You needn't mary a woman and we will not dictate your lovers. And if you find my...my presence so vile...I will give you your space..." She said, sounding hurt, but honest.

Ryan latches onto his mama tightly.

"I love my mama... i just .... dont want women... to touch me... that way..." Narcissa nods.

"Then we will never ask it of you again. Draco will remain the heir, but you will always be taken care of. When we are gone, Draco will be there for you." She lifts Ryan's chin, a habit Draco picked up, and looks into his eyes. "We love you." Ryan smiles for the first time in his life.

"I love you too mama..." tears slowly slip down his cheeks.


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