Music of the Heart

Chapter 4 - For the freedom of spirit and the freedom of mind ~

A fuming Harry stalked the halls of Hogwarts.He was just going,going to get out steam,not knowing how or when,but he had to get away. They were supposed to be his friends!They were there to support him,weren't they?He strode along, looking positively furious, and the few students who spoke to him, never got to finish the sentence before he had long gone.His feet were leading him to the dungeons. He could hear laughter down a hall,and saw Draco leaving Blaise Zabini as he left what had to be Slytherin common room. Draco were carrying a couple of books, but Harry didn't care to read the titles.The second the portrait hole closed and hid Zabini, he stormed out at a surprised Draco. "Potter,what..?" Which was all he managed to say before Harry grabbed hold of him,slammed him into to the wall,and kissed him for dear life.
When he came to on the floor,Draco was helping him up. "Honestly,Potter.Control yourself.I assume this is a yes to my request?" Harry nodded, rage replaced with shame and hurt from his cheek. "I wish you wouldn't hit me." Harry grudgingly said,as he felt his sore chin.Draco looked at him,eyebrow raised,but smiling. "I dicipline those who belong to me when they misbehave,Potter.Better get used to it.Pick up my books.You may escort me to the library." Harrys face was a deep red long before they reached the library. He had kissed him.He had KISSED him! And Malfoy had hit him.Again. But he was smiling,Harry thought,and he let me escort him. They didn't meet any students on the way,which wasn't that odd, it was Sunday, and they haven't gotten any homework yet.As they reached the library, Harry hesitated.He somehow wanted to apologize for the kiss,but he didn't know if it would bug Draco more if he talked of it, or if he didn't apologize. Draco turned to look at him.
"Draco,I.." At the raised eyebrow and icy glare, Harry choked. "Since when did I allow you to use my first name,Potter?Don't get familiar, you're property.If you must, you may call me Master,when we're in public." Harry made sort of laughing noise, not sure if he could believe it. "Master?" He blurted out. "Yes?" Draco replied. "See, that wasn't so hard." He smiled at Harry,who didn't know what to believe.Draco leaned in towards Harry, and Harry leaned towards him, hoping, blushing, and then he heard a snap around his neck. He looked down, and saw a necklace that resembled a silver leash hanging around his neck. Draco smiled, eyes icy but filled with humour.
"What did you think I was going to do,eyh,Potter?" Harry flushed,and looked down.He noticed a dragon with letters underneath it on the chain. "What does it say..Ma.." A smile from Malfoy made him swallow his pride. "What does it say...?" Malfoy spurred him on. "...Master." Harry added, shameful, and yet aroused,by the control Draco had over him. Malfoy, clearly satisified, announced gleefully that it said "Draco Malfoy's Property". Harry looked at him, stricken with shock. He tried pulling it over his head,but it closed itself tighter and tighter. "Stop it." Draco's voice interrupted him,and he let go of the necklace,which instantly loosened.

Your cruel device
Your blood like ice

"It only tightens when you try to remove it." Draco grinned. "And it doesn't SAY Draco's property, you dope." He grabbed the dragon, and pulled the chain up for Harry to see. It said; "Draco". Harry blushed. "It doesn't have to say it, though, does it..it's your name,and.. it's a leash." He looked into Dracos twinkling eyes. "I.." Draco grinned. "Yes?" Oh,he was so close, Harry could just stick out his tongue and touch Malfoys lips. In a headrush, Harry almost started forwards to do just that,but controlled himself. "I...what do I get,if I don't misbehave,then?If you do punishes,mustn't you do rewards as well?" It sounded awfully wrong, but it didn't seem to surprise Malfoy at all.
"Potter,Potter,Potter.What a filthy mind you have.What should I do with you?" He tutted, and pushed Harry into a dark alcove behind a gargoyle statue. Harrys confusion was mingled with hope, but he didn't want to interrupt whatever Malfoy had in mind by asking.Malfoy pushed into roughly into the wall,leaning in as if to kiss him,but pulled away,grinning evilly just when Harry was about to kiss him. "Damn it,Malfoy,don't play with me!" Harry croaked,and tried to pull Malfoy close, hot with passion and longing. "I thought you agreed to be my plaything,Potter?",Draco panted, as he slammed Harry into the wall,pinning him to it with his own body.
Harry could feel every muscle in Dracos body working to hold him in place.Harry tried to move forward, but his leash snapped his head back into place.Malfoy had fastened it to something in the wall, and was standing,looking at him,looking very pleased with himself. "Consider this punishment for that kiss, Potter.If you want to be mine,you need to learn obediance." He turned to leave. "Wait?!" Malfoy kept walking, and Harry lowered his voice. "Master,please..please..what if I need to ..you know?" Malfoy halted, turned and smiled. "Then you'll learn self-control,as well.I'll be back." And with a mischievous wink,he was gone.

Harry stood left, shocked, cold from the brick wall, and more aroused than he had ever been in his life. He wanted to run after Malfoy, slam him on the nearest table,desk or bed, and shag him senseless,but he could do naught. "I refuse to stand here all day", he thought, and started tugging at it.It almost choked him immediatly. Ok,so that's not an option, Harry thought.
For hours he attempted to get out of the leash, and for hours, there was no sign of Malfoy. Then he heard his voice.He leaned out,as far as the leash would let him, to try and catch a glimpse of him. "I know,it's so pathetic." Was he talking about him?Harry blushed,it couldn't be.He jumped back into the shadow of his corner,trying to eavesdrop. "So,when will I see you again?" the others voice asked.It was a male voice,no doubt about it.Harry fumed with jealousy,he couldn't help but wanting to tear the other boy apart."Oh, I don't know..Tomorrow,same time,same place?" Harry listened for any sign of kissing, or any sorts of things he might kill someone for. "Done, see you around, Draco."
Harry gritted his teeth. "Draco." So intimate.He wasn't allowed to call him Draco, why should anyone else be? He slumped down, sitting huddled in his dark corner, tears already drying on his face, when Malfoy came. "Stand." Harry stood, silently, didn't speak, nor look at him. "Oh,not even a hello,master?" Draco grinned evilly, not even hiding his cruel smile. Harry looked at him, feeling empty, jealous, but burning, and when he saw the look Draco had in his eyes, how calculating it was, and how searching it was, he realized, he had probably arranged the whole conversation just now, to see how he'd react. It had sounded a bit like Zabini,come to think of it.

"Where were you?" Harry pouted. "It doesn't concern you.Come along,now,we've got things to do." Harry moved forward as far as he could. "I can't." Malfoy looked at him, rolling his eyes. "You haven't figured it out yet?Honestly." Harry stood, feeling stupid, and Malfoy continued. "If you really did love me, you'd be able to move.This proves it, it's merely lust." Harry felt hurt, he wanted so hard to prove his feelings, he dragged himself forward, and the leash tightened it's grip around his throat. He could feel his lungs striving to get air, and Malfoy turned blurry, before everything went black.

My pain your thrill

Harry woke, and found himself in a strange bed.His throat hurt,and he didn't have his glasses.It couldn't have been long,it was still light outside. A voice spoke beside him. "Are you always that gullible?" Draco's voice. "I..where's my glasses?" Draco put them on him, and came into focus.He was lying on top of the covers,whilst Harry where lying underneath them. It had to be his bed. "Thank you." Malfoy raised an eyebrow. "Thank you,Master", Harry corrected himself. He realized he wasn't wearing anything. "I asked you a question.Are you always that gullible,or is it just with me?" Draco seemed to be amused. "I..I guess it's just with you." Harry admitted.Draco wasn't wearing much either. Only loose fitting pants. Harry could see the hairs leading downwards,but tried to stare elsewhere.
"What happened?" Draco smiled. "You choked yourself. Silly git.I brought you to my room,so I wouldn't have to get scolded by Snape.This is a fun game, I want to make it last." Draco tilted his head, and stroked Harrys neck where the leash had been. Harry couldn't hold back a low moan at the touch, and felt his body react instantly. "D.." Harry bit his lip at Malfoys soft laugh. "Master..where are my clothes?" He tried to shuffle the covers,while sitting up,so it wouldn't be noticeable.
"I hid them.And then I decided against it, and I burned them." Malfoys smile pointed Harry in the direction of the fireplace, where his clothes,were indeed burning. "What..I...you can't burn my clothes,Malfoy!" Malfoy changed position, he was lying on his belly,hands supporting his head. "Can't I?Whoops.I just did.I can do with you what I will,Potter..remember?" His smile was so tantalizing,so breathtaking, that Harry couldn't even reply. How could he ever think to disagree?
His head filled with a pleasant buzzing, till Malfoy spoke again. "I'm tired of you now. Leave." Harry shook off the buzz. "What?But..I can't!" Draco raised his eyebrow. "Why not?" "I'm naked !" Harry hissed. "You burnt my clothes, and I'm naked and.." Harry stopped to think. How had he become naked? "Did you..did you,well did you?!" Harry stuttered it out. "Did I do what,Potter?" Malfoys grin was nothing less than cruel. "Did you undress me?" Malfoy sat up close to him. "Why,yes,Potter, I did." He smiled, staring into Harrys eyes.Harry weakened under his gaze, and his erection grew. Malfoy leaned in towards his ear, and whispered softly. "I saw it all, Potter..even what you tried to hide the last time.I counted the scars.I want to know the story behind each and every one of them.And you will tell me. "
Harry turned his head slowly to Malfoy, lips grazing as he did so.His whole body was pulsating, he could taste Malfoy in the particles in the air,and then, Malfoy grabbed a fistful of hair, pushing Harry face down into the mattress, twisting his arms on his back. Harry moaned down into the mattress, a mixture of pain and pleasure was running through him.He could feel Malfoy sitting down on him,pushing him further down into the bed.
"Can't you ever focus on anything else,Potter?!You're such a slut!" Harry made to protest, but then Malfoy stood up to rip the covers off him, and then Malfoy sat back down, pushing himself, fully clothed,rocking back and forth on Harry's body. Harry couldn't help it. It almost,almost felt like Malfoy wanted him. He could feel Malfoys body through the fabric of the pants, and he hoped that wasn't just his wand. Malfoy twisted his arm further,and pulled his hair, all the while rocking back and forth,as if fucking. Harry couldn't think any further than "Oh no.." before he came. The warm liquid exploded out of him, with a small series of moans.Malfoy let him go.

"My, you are a slut,Potter.And an easy one,at that." Harry tried to stop it, but the shame was too overwhelming.He cried into Draco Malfoys bedsheets,trying to muffling the sound,and failing completely.
"Shut up,Potter.Plaything,remember?" Harry looked up to see that Draco was standing turned away,and dressing. "I'm going downstairs for dinner.If you want to write your friends,do it now." Harry stood up,wiped himself with the dirty bedsheets and pulled the covers around him. "Write my...?" Draco turned, exapperation obvious in his face,along with something that looked like guilt,but couldn't possibly be it. "Yes,Potter.Your friends.They will probably set up a search party soon,if you don't tell them where you are.And unless you want to leave my room in that" he nodded towards the covers,"you're staying the night.I'll get your books." Harry sat down,and wrote.

"Ron/Hermione. I'm staying with Malfoy for a few nights.I'm ok.Please give him my books, and some clothes.See you in class.Love,Harry.Ps.Remember the clothes."
He blushed, when Malfoy read the note, smiling to himself. "Right.I'll go,then." He ruffled Harrys hair, which made Harry feel like a puppy that had done good.
Then he waltzed out of the room,shutting the door behind him. Harry sat back, trying to find comfort in this very weird situation. He tried to tie the cover around him,and went to explore the room.Typical Malfoy,he thought,to get a single room.He opened the bathroom door, only to find it was huge.
He left the covers on the floor, and washed himself quickly.He went back into the bedroom, and sat down on the bed.He saw the leash lying on the bedsidetable,and put it on.He just wanted it on, like a talisman, he told himself.It wasn't like he felt naked without it,or something.
He argued with himself not to open any drawers or anything,but he couldn't resist it. In the bedsidetable there was only a few items. A muggle notebook, a pencil, and a book about Quidditch strategies. It was this book Harry was reading when Blaise Zabini threw the door open. "What the..?" Harry gasped. His wand! Where was his wand?! A familiar drawl came from behind Zabini, whom Harry now noticed were carrying his things. "Didn't you believe me,Blaise?I did say it,did I not?" Harry pulled the covers up under his chin, putting the book down on the bedsidetable as he did so. "You did,Draco."

Harry almost snarled at the intimate tone,and the use of first names.
Zabini put Harrys things on the floor, and Draco put a basket on the floor beside them. "Close the door." Malfoy said into the air, and Harry was on his feet, cover tucked around him, before Zabini moved an inch. He could see Zabini raise his eyebrows in surprise, and the cough to hide his laughter was not exactly subtle, but Harry didn't care. He wanted Draco to see that he was good, that he wouldn't be any trouble, because after what just happened, he didn't want to have to face Ron or Hermione for awhile. He acted like a loving slave, and he felt like one. He shut the door silently.

Draco inspected him. "You put the leash back on.Why?" Harry looked down, and shuffled his feet. "..I don't want to say." he mumbled. Draco came up to him, and slapped him once. Blushing even more, Harry looked up, teary. "I felt naked without it." Draco smiled, and Zabini fake-coughed again. "Place the cover back on the bed,Potter.You may dress now." Harry scowled at Zabini, who turned to look out the window.He had not commented on Harrys scars, or nakedness, so he assumed Draco had filled him in.This was even more humiliating than he could've imagined. He looked at Zabini one last time to be certain he looked the other way. He placed the covers neatly on the bed, trying not to worry what he looked like.Then he reached for the trunk. Malfoy went behind him, waited untill the precise moment when Harry was on all fours, and pulled out a whip.
Harry was pulling out his clothes when the first strike fell. He could taste the blood, and he tried to protect himself. One time, two, three times the whip struck his back. "Draco..enough." Zabinis voice was so soft.Harrys blurred vision turned to the voice, and saw that Zabini was holding Draco around the shoulders.He snarled, and jumped to his feet, wanting to claw out Zabinis eyes, when Dracos hand grabbed the leash,and it made everything go black again.
Harrys blood had stained the carpet, he could see that when he awoke.His back was burning, and Draco sat on one knee, leaning in to look him in the eye. "Don't ever go through my things.No matter where, no matter what.What's mine is mine. And don't attack my friends." The only thing Harry could get through his skull at that moment, was the choice of words. "He's only a friend?" he croaked.
Surprise passed Dracos face. "Yes, Potter, he's only a friend. Merlin's beard, had I known you were this jealous, I'd made you go mad ages ago!" Harry couldn't help but smile. "Now get dressed if you want to eat before it gets cold." It was Harrys time to look surprised. "You brought me food?" Draco gave him a hand as he pulled himself up.Zabini was nowhere in sight,Harry noticed. "Well, a dead body has an odour I'd like to live without,so,yes,Potter, I brought you food." Harry found his Muggle clothes,and got dressed quickly, trying not to mind the pain on his back. It didn't feel as bad as it had. He suspected Draco had healed it with a spell. Draco put the basket on the bed. "Besides,I usually take some evening snacks with me,so don't get greedy." His tone was resentful, but not prominently so.Harry looked at the things in the basket, and looked for permission to take something. A small nod was the answer. Harry ate in silence, and when he was finished he voiced the thougths that had been bugging him from the moment Draco left.
"Thanks.Ehm..The note..how did they take it?" Harry looked at Draco, trying to not get stricken by the fact that his hair was shimmering with silver radiance, or that his muscles could be seen through his shirt.Draco shrugged. "Weasley was furious.He said I'd poisoned and kidnapped you,and forced you to sign it.Granger was a bit less of a hassle.But she threatened me with all sorts of hexes if I were harming you." Harry couldn't hide a bitter smile. Things would never be the same between them, but he was thankful for their protective feelings.He just didn't want to see them right now.
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A/N ..and this is where it gets embarrassing...