Yes, My Lord

Hello once again to everyone. Chapter 3 is up for your pleasure. Review and tell me what you think!!!!

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thrnbrooke: Ahh!! More questions!?! LOL, you’ll find out the fates of Ron, Hermione and the others in the next chapter, promise. As for Harry’s magic, I’ll clear that up now since I probably won’t be mentioning it in the fic. Harry’s powers will not return when Voldemort dies. Since Voldemort is transferring his magic into Draco(as mentioned in the first chapter) his spell to keep it locked will not dissolve. The magic is still alive, just not the person. Draco will then be the one with the power to keep it intact or unlock it. I hope that’s not confusing. Anyway, enjoy chapter 3!

Vera Lynn: Ha ha, yeah, I’m not a big fan of TopHarry. I mean, there are a few good fics with BottomDraco, that I like. I really like Earning a Name. I think that’s because the writer made Draco more submissive than he actually is. Kind of like my Harry. It just seems right to have Harry bottoming. Well, let me know what you thought of this new chapter!

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yuu_sprite: lol, I’m not sure if I want to find out what the ‘or else’ is so I’ve updated. Ha ha, I have that same fetish. I’m not really sure why I wanted Harry to be so feminine in this, it was just one of those urges. But even if he hadn’t been like that he still would have bottomed. Not a big fan of topHarry. Don’t worry, I really like long conversational reviews. Makes the whole fic worth writing. Well, let me know what you think of this chappy!!!

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Donnie Rose: I’m glad your enjoying it! Harry may get his magic back. You’ll just have to keep reading to find out! LOL, I’ll keep your idea in mind. I don’t even know whats going to happen with the future. I’m just writing as I go. Also, Draco may not be all that nice to Harry in the next few chapters but I promise that it will change in the later on. Just stick with me, you won’t regret it. Well, wait no longer, chapter 3 is ready and waiting for you to read.

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Title: Yes, My Lord
Rating: N17
Reviews of all nature welcome
Disclaimer: I don't own them. That privilege belongs to J.K. Rowling

*Chapter 3*

When Lord Voldemort had told Draco of the glamour, he honestly expected to see a just slightly better looking version of Potter. Never in his wildest dreams did he plan on seeing the beauty that was before him! This couldn’t be Harry Potter! True, he had the same features but they were much more... delicate. Potter had always been shorter than Draco but now he probably only stood a mere 5'4. Possibly 5'5. His hair was messier than usual from, what Draco could only assume, sleep. Wisps of it fell softly across his forehead and brushed the tips of his ears. Ears that, he noted, were absolutely edible. Oh, the things he could do with those enticing little morsels!

Draco’s gaze shifted to Harry’s face. The dark haired man had his eyes closed but Draco knew that they would be large and doe-like once opened. They were complemented with long, thick eyelashes that could put any woman to shame. His nose, that had been a little wide towards the nostrils, was now small and pert. His lips were filled out, not large, but no longer the thin strips they had been. Draco could only imagine cupping the slender jaw that completed Harry’s face. He knew it would fit perfectly in his hand.

Draco moved on to slim bare shoulders that lead to lightly muscled biceps. His chest was toned but slight. It was attached to a smooth soft stomach that dipped gracefully near his bellybutton. Hip bones jutted just above his black pajama bottoms. Draco didn’t need to see Harry’s legs to know that they would be just as perfect as the rest of him. Merlin! Even his bloody feet were amazing.

Draco’s eyes once again lifted to Harry’s face. He watched as the vibrant emerald eyes slowly opened and looked up nervously into his own. Once their eyes met Draco’s thoughts came hushing to a halt. Those eyes belonged to Harry Potter. His most hated enemy. No matter what he looked like, it was still him.

The Malfoy mask fell into place and he smirked down at his shorter captive. “Potter. It’s been awhile. I trust you’ve enjoyed your stay here?” He said in an amused voice. His amusement grew as Harry’s features twisted from nervousness, to confusion, then finally settling on anger.

He snarled. “Piss off, Malfoy! It’s been bloody awful and you know it!”

Draco chuckled. “Good Lord, your still as dramatic as ever.” Draco shook his head sarcastically. “Yes, I can see how awful its been, what with, your sleeping on that soft feathered mattress in the other room and eating hot meals.” He turned and eyed the bathtub that could fit four people in it, easily. He gasped and said with false pity, “And, oh my, you’ve a large bath but no shower! What was Lord Voldemort thinking, giving you such dire accommodations?” He let out a harsh laugh and turned back to face Harry once more.

Harry was seething! The first human contact he’d had in a month and it had to be Draco Malfoy. Then the git went and not so subtly insulted his captivity! The urge to hit someone came roaring back and before he thought of the consequences Harry took a swing, aiming for the blonde’s smug face.

Unfortunately for Harry, Draco saw the intent and easily caught his wrist before impact could be made. Just as it was caught, the other fist came flying towards him and was captured as well. In the next moment, he found himself pinned to the wall by a hard body, hands above his head, and nose to chin with his enemy.

He fought against the hold, struggling, kicking and biting. Anything to get free. His anger only intensified as he listened to Draco laugh throughout his struggles.

Draco’s laughter subsided and he grinned showing perfect white teeth. He was thoroughly enjoying Harry’s current situation. “That’s it, Harry. Fight me. I love a good competition. Makes the conquer much more satisfying.”

Draco continued to hold Harry in place as his struggles increased. He even chuckled lightly when Harry realized he wasn’t going to get free and proceeded to call the blonde every foul name he could think of. Finally growing tired of listening to him, he grasped Potters wrists in one hand and turned to wave the other at the bath, murmuring a spell.

Facing the furious man again he called out above Harry’s screams, “I think it’s time for you to cool off, Harry.”

He pulled Harry off the wall and dragged him to the tub. His ranting never ceased and he stupidly had no idea what was happening till it was too late. He suddenly found himself completely emerged in ice cold water, with a hand in his hair holding him under. His arms had been released just before contact with the water and he brought them up and gripped the hand that was keeping him in place, trying to pry it off. His legs kicked out violently, splashing water onto the tiled floor and Draco’s robes.

As quickly as he was pushed under he was pulled up. Harry coughed and sputtered, trying to clear his lungs of the water he had sucked in. Breathing heavily, he turned his head as much as possible, due to the grip in his hair, and glared at the blonde.

“Finished?” Draco asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Fuck-“ Harry started before he was plunged back under the water. And again, he was brought back up to face Draco.

“If you calm down, and speak to me in a civilized manner, I’ll let you up.”

Harry opened his mouth to pick up on the insults he had been throwing but was cut off when Draco spoke again.

Seeing that the stubborn Harry was not going to stop anytime soon, he added, “I’m sure you’ve come up with quite a few questions the past month. If you stop, I’ll let you ask me anything you like.”

Harry stilled and looked at the taller man suspiciously. “Anything?”

Draco smirked, “Anything.”

Ten minutes later, found an annoyed, but dry, Harry sitting across from a very smug Draco.

“Hungry?” Draco asked him, his own stomach growling quietly.

Harry shook his head and grumbled, “No.” His eyes were trained on the table in front of him, afraid that if he looked up into the steel eyes, he wouldn’t be able to control his anger, and lose the chance of finally getting answers.

“Nonsense,” Draco said dismissively. He snapped his fingers and immediately the house elf that Harry had dubbed the ‘horrible one’ appeared.

It glared at Harry then bowed low to Draco. “Is you needing something, Master Malfoy?”

“Yes, I’ll be having my breakfast here, this morning. Bring Harry’s now as well.”

The horrible one bowed again and said, “Right away, Master Malfoy.” It left, leaving Harry and Draco to themselves once again.

“He doesn’t seem to like you very much.” Draco stated, referring to the glare Harry had received.

Harry scoffed, “The feeling’s mutual.”

Draco laughed. “What did you do to him? Offer clothes?”

Harry’s head snapped up and he sputtered, “I didn’t do anything to him!” Just then, the said elf popped back in with their breakfast. Harry flashed it a heated look and continued, “He’s been horrid right from the start.” The prisoner was almost shocked when it snarled at him while placing their food in front of them .The blonde watched in amusement as Harry narrowed his eyes and tossed a crude hand gesture its way.

The elf turned its back on Harry and asked Draco, “Is you needing anything else, Master Malfoy?”

Draco shook his head, “No, that will be all.”

“Thank you, Master Malfoy.” With that he popped away.

“You know,” Draco started, while unfolding his napkin and placing it in his lap. “For a prisoner who should be shaking with the fear of what his future will unfold, your awfully... resilient.”

Harry shrugged, not even glancing at his food. “If I live, I live. If I die, I die. I’ll make the best of whatever situation I’m thrown in.”

“Mmm, and what if the Dark Lord decides to give you to Bellatrix as her personal toy? What then?” He asked, biting into a croissant.

Harry blanched and froze. He hadn’t thought of that. Oh, dear God! He didn’t want to think about what the evil woman would do to him given the chance. She scared him more than any other. The woman was insane. He had seen her in battle. She did not simply kill her victims, she tore them apart. Most of the nightmares he did remember consisted of what he had seen her do on the battlefield. It was terrifying.

As if hearing what Harry was thinking, Draco said, “Quite vicious, isn’t she?”

Harry paled even further and Draco chuckled. “Relax. Voldemort has other plans for you.”

The brunette didn’t regain his color but he did narrow his eyes. “What do you know?”

Draco didn’t look up while spearing eggs onto his fork. “I know a lot of things, Harry. You’ll have to be more specific.”

“What are his plans for me?” Harry growled through gritted teeth.

Draco was silent for a moment regarding Harry thoughtfully. When he did speak it was carefully, not wanting to miss the other mans reaction. “You will be giving the Dark Lord his heir.”

Whatever Harry was expecting, that certainly was not it. He was beyond confused. He swallowed nervously. He had to ask. He didn’t want to because he knew he wouldn’t like the answer but he had to. His voice was barley a whisper. “How?”

Draco leaned forward and quietly said, “How else are children made?”

A sudden wave of dizziness swept over Harry. For one fearful moment, he thought he would pass out. The thought of Voldemort’s snake like body rutting over him, in him, sent his stomach lurching. “I think I’m going to be sick.” He choked out. He stumbled out of his chair and barely made it to the bathroom before falling to the floor, heaving up stomach acid onto the tiles.

Draco had followed and silently watched Harry on all fours, retching. He thought briefly of telling Harry that he was to be the Dark Lord that got Harry with child but had the suspicion that the reaction to that would be much the same as the this one.

Harry’s heaving stopped and he collapsed weakly onto his stomach, not caring that the side of his face was now lying in his vomit. His ears buzzed and he silently prayed that he would wake up from this nightmare.

Over the buzzing he heard Draco speaking to him. “Don’t be so dramatic. All you’ll have to do is spread your legs every now and then, and within a few months, you’ll be a ‘mother’ so to speak. It’s not so bad.”

Harry squeezed his eyes shut and weakly retorted. “I’d like to see you do it..”

The blonde smiled, “Unlike you, I don’t take it up the arse.”

Harry shuddered weakly at the thought, still not opening his eyes. “I don’t...”

“Not yet, anyway.” Draco sighed. “Alright, up you get.” Bending down, he grasped Harry under his arms, careful not to get any vomit on himself, and hefted Harry into a standing position. He swayed slightly once up and Draco continued to give him assistance. He lead Harry to his bed and helped him up into it. He cast a Scourgify charm to rid Harry of the mess on his face and chest. Once he was clean, Draco sat on the edge of the bed next to the still figure. He was silent, studying slightly shaking figure. When Harry spoke it held a suspicious quiver to it.

“I hadn’t even thought of that possibility. I don’t understand it. Why does he want me to bear his child?”

Draco merely shrugged. “I don’t have an answer to that, he never told me, but I do intend to ask when I go see him again.”

Harry turned his head and stared at Draco with a look that held almost no emotion. “Will you tell me what he says?”

Draco looked back at him. Harry was really quite beautiful. His wide green eyes were amazing and complemented his face greatly. He would definitely find pleasure in bedding this one.

“We’ll see.” Was all he gave.

Harry suddenly laughed. A laugh that held no humor. “So I am to be an unwilling whore and a vessel.”

Draco shook his head. “No, you will be bonded as his Life Mate and mother of his future children. Someone to be held in high regard.” He smirked. “Your moving up in the world, Potter.”

“So a glamorized whore and respected vessel. How wonderful.” Harry said bitterly.

Draco shrugged again and replied. “If you’d like to think that.”

“When will all this happen?”

“This evening. I will come get you when it is time.” He said with finality.

Harry looked at him with a fierce glint in his eyes. “I will not do it. I may be forced to bond with him but I will NOT sleep with him. I will NOT give him a child to corrupt and twist to his liking. I’ll die before that happens.”

Draco’s face became hard and his eyes blazed. He leaned down, placed his arm over Harry’s body, resting it on the bed next to the prone form and brought his face down, inches from the others. “You say that now but the Dark Lord has his ways of bending people to his command. He will fuck you. As much as he likes. And he will put a child into your belly. You have no choice in the matter.” Harry would submit. Once he was the Dark Lord, he’d make sure of it.