Dark Desires
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult
Chapters:
4
Views:
4,387
Reviews:
27
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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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.
Chapter 3
Disclaimer: If I owned HP he would have never looked at a girl in anything other than friendship.
Warnings: guy/guy, torture, language
I got myself a Beta. Everyone welcome the fabulous ElfKitty! (On fanfiction.net)
Chapter 3
Harry gasped as he examined his parent’s murderer’s appearance. He was much as he had appeared in the Chamber of Secrets only older, around 35. His dark hair was slightly longer and his eyes were, of course, red, but otherwise he had once again become Tom. Harry couldn’t help but think that if Lucius (sexy bastard) had waited a couple of years to give Ginny the diary, she could have died. By 5th year Harry had realized he was gay and Tom was HOT! Harry would have happily made out with Tom while Ginny’s life was slowly drained. (Me too...I mean poor girl!)
Harry quickly squashed that train of thought. He wasn’t sure when he had begun to struggle with the darkness inside of him, but whenever he wasn’t surrounded by wizards of the light it was all he could do not to Crucio everyone who annoyed him.
Forcing himself back to the present, he watched the sexy dark lord and frowned. For some reason he was feeling concern and amusement below his confusion, fear and anger. ‘Wait, when did I start thinking about emotions as if I were Dumbledore? Since when do I analyze my feelings? Screw Dumbledore! Hermione’s rubbing off on me!’ he thought with horror. “Why am I here?” Harry demanded, sounding far more nervous than he planned. “What have you done to me?”
Tom chuckled and the concern Harry was feeling lessoned even as the anger grew. Eyes narrowing dangerously, Harry tried again. “What the fuck am I doing here, asshole?!” Harry shouted.
Voldemort stood slowly, smirking. “Good morning Harry. You had woken up after breakfast, so unfortunately you had to eat alone.” was the calm reply.
Harry froze in shock. “How long have I been…wherever we are?” he asked, trying to figure out where his anger had gone. ‘What the hell is happening to me?’ he shouted in his head, while trying to appear unconcerned.
The dark lord stood with a smile. “You are in Malfoy Manor and you are here because you lost control of your Occulmency during your Uncle’s ‘exercise’. As it was rather distracting and I am trying to take over the world we really can’t afford to let that happen again now can we?” He paused, eyes showing concern even as Harry once again was feeling said emotion. “I thought it was best to bring you here,” he finished cautiously as Harry paled.
Trying to understand why his emotions were so out of control, Harry decided to risk everything and ask. “Why are my emotions acting so crazy?” he whispered desperately, turning pleading eyes on the older man.
Tom frowned. “You mean Dumbledore never told you?”
Harry froze and his eyes narrowed, pupils dilating, at the mention of the headmaster of Hogwarts. Tilting his head to the side, the green eyed teen decided he might as well take his chances since Tom hadn’t tried to kill him yet and had even been quite nice. Something told him he could trust the man that had murdered his parents. “Can you unbind magic without alerting the binder that the spell is broken?”
Tom couldn’t stop his eyes from widening in shock. He whipped out his wand so fast that Harry’s surprised jump was about thirty seconds late, causing both wizards to chuckle. Tom quickly cast a spell to show him how much of Harry’s magic was bound and gasped.
Harry frowned. “What’s wrong?” He took a nervous step forward.
Tom’s wide eyes met Harry’s. “I knew you were powerful, but there is a spell here that let’s Dumbledore’s magic feed off of yours. I don’t know how disabling it will be on your power level. If I’m not careful, it could leave you as a Squib.”
“What?!” Harry shouted, causing Tom to jump. (Even Dark Lords can be startled. Good thing Lucius didn’t see.) Harry once again stared at Tom. “Can you try…? I don’t trust him, not after…”
Tom smiled softly. “I understand.” He murmured before raising his wand. Then Harry’s world went black.
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Thank you to all of my reviewers. Reading what you have to say inspires me to write more. (Hint, hint!)
Warnings: guy/guy, torture, language
I got myself a Beta. Everyone welcome the fabulous ElfKitty! (On fanfiction.net)
Chapter 3
Harry gasped as he examined his parent’s murderer’s appearance. He was much as he had appeared in the Chamber of Secrets only older, around 35. His dark hair was slightly longer and his eyes were, of course, red, but otherwise he had once again become Tom. Harry couldn’t help but think that if Lucius (sexy bastard) had waited a couple of years to give Ginny the diary, she could have died. By 5th year Harry had realized he was gay and Tom was HOT! Harry would have happily made out with Tom while Ginny’s life was slowly drained. (Me too...I mean poor girl!)
Harry quickly squashed that train of thought. He wasn’t sure when he had begun to struggle with the darkness inside of him, but whenever he wasn’t surrounded by wizards of the light it was all he could do not to Crucio everyone who annoyed him.
Forcing himself back to the present, he watched the sexy dark lord and frowned. For some reason he was feeling concern and amusement below his confusion, fear and anger. ‘Wait, when did I start thinking about emotions as if I were Dumbledore? Since when do I analyze my feelings? Screw Dumbledore! Hermione’s rubbing off on me!’ he thought with horror. “Why am I here?” Harry demanded, sounding far more nervous than he planned. “What have you done to me?”
Tom chuckled and the concern Harry was feeling lessoned even as the anger grew. Eyes narrowing dangerously, Harry tried again. “What the fuck am I doing here, asshole?!” Harry shouted.
Voldemort stood slowly, smirking. “Good morning Harry. You had woken up after breakfast, so unfortunately you had to eat alone.” was the calm reply.
Harry froze in shock. “How long have I been…wherever we are?” he asked, trying to figure out where his anger had gone. ‘What the hell is happening to me?’ he shouted in his head, while trying to appear unconcerned.
The dark lord stood with a smile. “You are in Malfoy Manor and you are here because you lost control of your Occulmency during your Uncle’s ‘exercise’. As it was rather distracting and I am trying to take over the world we really can’t afford to let that happen again now can we?” He paused, eyes showing concern even as Harry once again was feeling said emotion. “I thought it was best to bring you here,” he finished cautiously as Harry paled.
Trying to understand why his emotions were so out of control, Harry decided to risk everything and ask. “Why are my emotions acting so crazy?” he whispered desperately, turning pleading eyes on the older man.
Tom frowned. “You mean Dumbledore never told you?”
Harry froze and his eyes narrowed, pupils dilating, at the mention of the headmaster of Hogwarts. Tilting his head to the side, the green eyed teen decided he might as well take his chances since Tom hadn’t tried to kill him yet and had even been quite nice. Something told him he could trust the man that had murdered his parents. “Can you unbind magic without alerting the binder that the spell is broken?”
Tom couldn’t stop his eyes from widening in shock. He whipped out his wand so fast that Harry’s surprised jump was about thirty seconds late, causing both wizards to chuckle. Tom quickly cast a spell to show him how much of Harry’s magic was bound and gasped.
Harry frowned. “What’s wrong?” He took a nervous step forward.
Tom’s wide eyes met Harry’s. “I knew you were powerful, but there is a spell here that let’s Dumbledore’s magic feed off of yours. I don’t know how disabling it will be on your power level. If I’m not careful, it could leave you as a Squib.”
“What?!” Harry shouted, causing Tom to jump. (Even Dark Lords can be startled. Good thing Lucius didn’t see.) Harry once again stared at Tom. “Can you try…? I don’t trust him, not after…”
Tom smiled softly. “I understand.” He murmured before raising his wand. Then Harry’s world went black.
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Thank you to all of my reviewers. Reading what you have to say inspires me to write more. (Hint, hint!)