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Feelings and Trust
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
9
Views:
9,837
Reviews:
50
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.
A tedious wait
Disclamer: See first chapter.
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Sorry for the short update, but I figured "better short, then none".
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Chapter 4
Draco was sitting on, in his opinion, a rather tasteless red sofa, sipping a fruity, sugary, warm beverage, his host insisted was tea. The room they where sitting in, was all about colours and things. It was making Draco rather nauseous. He would normally never have been seen dead, socializing with the owner of the house he was in. Moderation was not in Adrian Pucey’s vocabulary and he went all the way and beyond in what ever he decided to do. The room they where currently sitting in, was a perfect example of this..
“The things I’m willing to do for that Griffindor...” Draco thought while trying not to slide further into the overly soft sofa.
Pucey was sitting on a chair, slightly to the left of the sofa. When they where still at Hogwarts, they had never spent much time together. They where both from Slytherin, but Pucey was surprised Draco Malfoy even knew who he was. He wished he’d spent more time socializing and getting to know the younger Slytherins when he had the chance. Many of them, like Malfoy, where very high up on the social ladder, now that the war was finally over. Offcourse, him being of higher status and quite close to the Dark Lord, Pucey was trying to milk this little meeting for all he could. Not very many got the opportunity to even speak to Draco Malfoy and here he was, having tea and asking about one of his slaves.
“More tea, Mr Malfoy?” Pucey offered. He hoped the blond would sit a while longer, so he could present another of his many ventures to him.
Malfoy got up out of the overly soft sofa and in so doing, shattered the brown haired mans hopes of gaining another hour of “small talk” with the influential wizard.
“No thank you Mr Pucey. Unfortunately, I have some pressing business after I’m finished here, so if I could have a talk with your slave, the redheaded male...” Malfoy said, trying to hide his annoyance.
He spent over an hour listening to this boring man, when he should be at Harry’s side. He only hoped the redhead had kept a bit of his sanity, so he could be of some use.
Draco followed the other wizard over to a heavy door, that was hid behind a wall decoration.
Peering into the dark and damp room, Draco could see a lone, naked, cocoon like figure, hanging from a rope, of the celling.
“Japanese bondage, Mr Pucey? How muggle of you.”
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Sorry for the short update, but I figured "better short, then none".
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Chapter 4
Draco was sitting on, in his opinion, a rather tasteless red sofa, sipping a fruity, sugary, warm beverage, his host insisted was tea. The room they where sitting in, was all about colours and things. It was making Draco rather nauseous. He would normally never have been seen dead, socializing with the owner of the house he was in. Moderation was not in Adrian Pucey’s vocabulary and he went all the way and beyond in what ever he decided to do. The room they where currently sitting in, was a perfect example of this..
“The things I’m willing to do for that Griffindor...” Draco thought while trying not to slide further into the overly soft sofa.
Pucey was sitting on a chair, slightly to the left of the sofa. When they where still at Hogwarts, they had never spent much time together. They where both from Slytherin, but Pucey was surprised Draco Malfoy even knew who he was. He wished he’d spent more time socializing and getting to know the younger Slytherins when he had the chance. Many of them, like Malfoy, where very high up on the social ladder, now that the war was finally over. Offcourse, him being of higher status and quite close to the Dark Lord, Pucey was trying to milk this little meeting for all he could. Not very many got the opportunity to even speak to Draco Malfoy and here he was, having tea and asking about one of his slaves.
“More tea, Mr Malfoy?” Pucey offered. He hoped the blond would sit a while longer, so he could present another of his many ventures to him.
Malfoy got up out of the overly soft sofa and in so doing, shattered the brown haired mans hopes of gaining another hour of “small talk” with the influential wizard.
“No thank you Mr Pucey. Unfortunately, I have some pressing business after I’m finished here, so if I could have a talk with your slave, the redheaded male...” Malfoy said, trying to hide his annoyance.
He spent over an hour listening to this boring man, when he should be at Harry’s side. He only hoped the redhead had kept a bit of his sanity, so he could be of some use.
Draco followed the other wizard over to a heavy door, that was hid behind a wall decoration.
Peering into the dark and damp room, Draco could see a lone, naked, cocoon like figure, hanging from a rope, of the celling.
“Japanese bondage, Mr Pucey? How muggle of you.”
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