Monster.

Chapter Three

Ignoring the throb of his erection when he saw the broken Harry Potter curled up into a ball on his bed when he entered the room, Draco instead turned towards the large fireplace. Throwing a bit of powder into the smoldering fire, the silver-eyed teenager called out to his mother at Malfoy Manor. Since his father had decided to go against his mother, Lucius and all of the Dark Lord’s men had been forced from the now Black Manor, his mother had lived there in basic solitude while Draco had pretended to go along with his father and the deranged Dark’s plans.

Thanks to him, his mother and his unborn brother were safe now.

“Draco?” came the voice of his mother. Her face appeared in the flames. “Why are you calling me now?” She then noticed his surroundings- a room draped in black and green with silver lining. “Are you at Hogwarts?”

“Yes, yes, mother.” Pulling out the parchment that then allied them to the forces of the Light, he read it aloud. He, of course, did not read her the part in which why these grants were being given to the both of them, but as soon as his mother was actually coherent enough to think logically about such things, it wouldn’t matter because she’d be at Hogwarts, away from the insane Dark and equally insane husband.

When Draco looked up again, he realized that his mother’s green-fire face seemed to be crying. “Oh my, Draco, my baby, to have done this for your old mother,” she choked out in happiness. Draco nearly rolled his eyes. His mother could really turn on the waterworks for anything.

“Just get the house-elves to move everything to Hogwarts, mother. It’s all been arranged.”

“I love you Draconis,” blubbered his mother and this time Draco did roll his eyes. Hormones raging through his mother’s body because of the baby made her very… emotional.

“I love you too, mother. Just please tell me you’ll get here safely. No chances with apparition or portkeys or floo, just let one of the house-elves pop you here, okay?”

His mother nodded and waved and Draco cut the connection. The glowing, slowly fading green to red embers glared up at him in the now darker room. A small shuffle of the covers against clothing in the next room altered him to the fact he had a bond-mate now, and his arousal flared again. His trousers became uncomfortably tight and he rubbed his hand over the front, standing up.

Leaving the living area, Draco made his way into the bedroom. His prize, his conquest, his greatest enemy lay in a curled fetal position on the far side of the bed, his arms still locked up in the heavy straitjacket. Draco wasn’t sure how the other slept like that. Though, if one had been kept that way for almost an entire year, one might know how to sleep in a comfortable position with something so uncomfortable strapped to one’s chest.

Stripping off all of his clothes, he gently tucked the parchment from Dumbledore away into his closet in secret compartment that he’d created in First year. Deciding whether to sleep in the nude or have clothes on for the sake of someone else in his bed, he decided against it. After all, there was a reason that he slept ‘au natural’, and what better way to continue that tradition with his new sex slave sleeping in the same bed as he?

Moving to the bed, his red cock bouncing gently with every step he took, he drank in the sight of his obsession laying defeated even in sleep on the bed. Crawling on the bed, he stripped the Boy-Who-Lived from his white hospital-issue pants and probed between the white cheeks with his fingers. Harry jumped in his sleep as Draco’s fingers touched his back and Draco could see movement in the straitjacket as Harry clenched and unclenched his fingers. The fear, even in sleep, pressed at Draco’s shields. There was blood and dried cum on Harry's backside and Draco whispered magick into Harry. The blood, cum, and injuries disappeared.

His own arousal was deflated when Draco look again. “Damn you Potter,” Draco muttered as he crept beneath the covers. The shadows whispered over the candles in the room, sending them into the dark. They pressed around Draco and their other master to keep them safe through the night.