Blood Bonds and Servitude

Blood Bonds and Servitude, pt 4


title: Blood Bonds andvituvitude   (4/?)
author: Chibimono Akuno
email: chibimono@msn.com
category: Smutty slash!!! Romance, angst...
pairing: Draco/Harry, (male)Blaise/Hermione
spoilers: SS/SP, CoS, PoA, GoF, OotP
rating: R for now...
warnings: ur... SLASH, slavery, references to child abuse, violence,
foul language, light bondage, torture
disclaimers: These characters are not mine. They belong to the
wonderful goddess J.K. Rowling and all other companies that own them. I
bow before you and beg for your forgivenes usi using these characters.
I only wish to entertain, not make money.
A/N: Ur... I've been a bad fic author... heh heh... Sorry for the delay
in fics... I've been hard at work doing other things. Plus... Writer's
block is evil... Evil... evil... Lead us in the Revolution, oh great
Draco Malfoy! W00t!


Blood Bonds and Servitude
chapter 4
by Chibimono Akuno


Shaking his head, Harry stared at the blonde woman incredulously.
"Revolution...!?"

Biting gently on her full bottom lip, Narcissa looked thoughtfully at
the fire. "Draco is not what he seems. Especially now, more than ever.
It's all because of his father..."

"But I thought..." the Gryffindor said, confused, "urm... I thought he
idolized his father..."

With a sigh, the blonde woman reached out and gently took one of
Harry's hands. "No... Not at all. Draco feared Lucius. That man has a
temper fit to be tied and he is a master of Dark Arts. Lucius wanted
his son to be just like him, and Draco forced himself in the mold of
his father, desperate to escape his wrath. Draco has suffered many
times on account of Lucius' sudden rages. If it were not for healing
spells... my poor boy would be rather scarred and disfigured. On more
than one occasion, Draco had tumbled down the entrance stairs for
reasons caused by his father. Lucius is not a good man, Harry, and he
is even worse when he is angry."

Green eyes stared at Narcissa, never expecting to hear these words come
out of her mouth. Draco Malfoy, the snotty prat that tormented him athrothrough Hogwarts... had a bad home life?

"Draco truly is a sweet boy if you get to know him. Yes, he is a bit
spoiled, but I can not deny him anything with the way his father treats
him. All you have seen at Hogwarts is Lucius' little shadow. In his
private chambers, you will finally see Draco; the true Draco that loves
and wants to be loved. And I promiou, ou, Harry, that he will not hurt
you without reason. You mean too much to him."

At that statement, the dark-haired boy's breath caught in his chest. He
tried to find his voice, but it had run from him, taking his thoughts
with him. He could only blink several times and feel his heart
hammering in his chest. Finally, the word "What?" escaped his mouth.

A soft, knowing smile settled on Narcissa's face. "Oh, yes... He has
been enamoured with you for years. In fact, since the very first time
he saw you in Madam Malkins' shop. He thought you were a very lovely
boy, though a bit on the small side. He told me that, when he saw you
again at Hogwarts, he would ask your name and offer you all the sweets
he had to fatten you up a bit, and maybe you would grow for him. It was
that evening, as I was tucking him into bed, that he realized who you
were ae wie wished he could have talked to you more. He had been rather
fascinated by how you defeated the Dark Lord when you were just a baby.
He wondered if he could defeat the Dark Lord, too, and have the
strength enough to... defeat his father."

Harry watched with his fuzzy vision as she bit her lip again and she
closed her eyes tightly. He gently slipped his hand out of hers and
moved closer, took her hand instead and held it in both of his on
his lap to give comfort. She smiled at Harry, her grey eyes sparkling
with unshed tears. "You are an angel, just like he said you were," she
whispered. He blushed.

"I remember," she sighed, "when he first came home from Hogwarts. It
was the winter holiday. When I was tucking him into bed his first night
back home, he cried. He cried so hard and for so long. The poor boy was
truly hurt. He told me, 'Mum... he hates me. Father wame tme to be mean
to him if he won't be my friend... He hates me, and it's all Father's
fault!' He was so upset that you would not be his friend... My poor
Draco... The only friend he ever had was Blaise, and I swear the two of
them are going to get each other killed."

Thinking back to his days in school, he tried to remember Blaise. The
name was very familiar... What was his last name? Montague? Pucey?
Zabini? Yes, that was it. Blaise Zabini. A tall, clean-cut brunette
with brighte eye eyes and a smarmy smile. In the last two years of
Hogwarts, Harry managed to remember that if Malfoy wasn't with Crabbe
and Goyle, Blaise was at his side.

"If Lucius knew what they were doing, he would slaughter them both
without a second thought!" Narcissa stated, her voice slightly raised
in
a sudden rush of anger.

"What are they doing?" Harry asked, his curiosity peaked. If Lucius
Malfoy would kill his own son over something, the Malfoy heir must
be up to trouble.

"At first, Draco was leaking information anonymously to the resistance.
That was how Dumbledore knew to prepare a counter attack. Blaise, whose
family has actually been allowed to stay neutral through Lucius'
undertaking, has been Draco's go-between with the underground leaders.
Lately, Draco has become more bold and has designed full strategies
when time allows, so that the Revolution, as it is now being called,
can fight back without much loss."

It was a bit much to digest that information. "He's... the one? He gave
us the... the warnings and... he..." Harry shook his head, trying to
clear his thoughts. He was in shock with this sudden revelation. Never
in a hundred y wou would he have thought that Draco Malfoy would try to
help those that he hated. But... did he really hate them or was it all
a rouge? Harry found himself very confused.

"Telling all my sordid secrets, hm?" a voice spoke from the door. With
breakneck speed, the Gryffindornedrned to see a blurry Malfoy standing
there, leaning casually against the frame. They young man closed the
door behind him and moved across the room to perch on the armrest
beside his mother, both arms going around her in a slight hug. He
rested his cheek against her blonde hair and allowed his eyes to find
Harry's.

Melancholy mercury met heavyhearted emeralds that were desperately
trying to focus.

"I thought there were a few things I should tell him, since you were
stuck with your father and you could not," his mother replied, patting
her son's knee.

"I was getting worried," he said, his eyes never leaving Harry, though
the other young man had looked away. "I walked out of the Father's
study and he wasn't there. I thought maybe someone had lead him
elsewhere and was making him do work."

Narcissa turned her head and to look at Harry as well. "I snatched him
up before anyone else could. I must say, Draco, he does make for good
company. Very attentive and incredibly handsome."

The Gryffindor wanted to hide. Two sets of grey eyes were resting on
him as he felt his face heat up. He was sure he was as bright red as
Ron Weasley's hair.

"Thank you, Mum," he said quickly, kissing her golden locks and softly
squeezing her in a hug. He got to his feet and moved towards the
fireplace. "Tomorrow, I want to go to Diagon Alley," he said, turning
back to look at his mother. "Harry needs glasses and clothes. Oh! And a
broom. Now that I have someone to play against, I will not let my
snitch go unused."

Harry looked up through the blur at the tall figure he yhe younger
Malfoy standing by the fire. He was going to get all of that for him?
When his eyes fell upon the other boy's face, Malfoy was smiling at
him. Harry blushed again and ducked his head. Oh gods, he was becoming
a silly girl! The raven-hairoy woy was berating himself for his strange
feelings when he felt hands take his own. He looked up to find Malfoy
was kneeling in front of him.

"I am so sorry for all the past wrong doings I have done to you and
your friends..." Malfoy whispered, his face close enough for Harry to
see clearly. His expression was so sincere, as was the tone, and his
eyes... his grey eyes spoke things to Harry that he was not sure he
could accept. "I swear... I will make it up to you. I will datevatever
I can to prove to you that I am not the hateful little ponce you knew
before."

Swallowing hard, the Gryffindor tried to form words but his mouth
would not work again. He needed to find some way to fix that. Maybe if
he stopped being so surprised at everything that was said by or about
Malfoy. No, not Malfoy... Draco. Malfoy was the hateful prat from
Hogwarts that made Harry's life miserable. Draco. Yes, this Draco was a
different person entirely. This person was opening up a whole new world
for him. A new world of a possible friendship and a chance to make it
back into the Revolution. A chance to defeat the new Dark Lord.

Harry found that he could not help but to smile at Draco, and when he
did, Draco smiled back.

And Harry decided it was okay to melt...


~ to be continued ~


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