your my heart

athors note: this is the reason for the high rating.
warnigs: abuse rape slash if you dont like violents than dont read.
don't say i didn't warn you

Harry, Hermione, and the Weasley’s were sitting by the lake. Ginny and Hermione were still talking about the ceremony. The boy’s were talking about a whole other part of marriage, the honeymoon. Harry didn’t really follow the conversation. He was wondering how Draco was doing. He said he would leave his home the moment that he turned 17. So where was he? Harry was sure something had happened.

"POTTER!" Harry turned around a saw Snape walking his way. He didn’t know what he had done but what ever it was Snape was not happy about it.

"Potter, stand up and come with me." Snape said while pulling the small boy off the ground. Hermione and Ron were standing up to.

"Only Potter." Snape snapped. After that he turned around dragging Harry with him.

"Professor? What have I done?" Harry asked. "Shut up Potter." Surprisingly enough Snape didn’t take the boy to the dungeons. But to the medical wing.

In there stood Dumbledore McGonagall and Poppy all around a bed.

"I brought Potter, Professor." Snape told Dumbledore.

"What going on?" Harry asked. Dumbledore walked to Harry. On that moment Harry saw the person on the bed. He lay on his stomach over his back ware scars and wounds. Harry saw some wounds that looked like they were inflected with a belt buckle. On the boy’s right arm there ware several burns. His left was broken. The boy’s face was so mangled that Harry barely recognizes it. And except of healing him whit magic the only thing that miss poppy did was changing compresses on his back. Harry tears himself from Snape.

"Draco! Draco!" Harry didn’t care what his teacher thought he just couldn’t see his love like this. "What have they done to you?" Harry turned around. "Why in hells name aren’t you healing him! Can’t you see he is in pain?" Harry asked.

"We can’t Harry." Dumbledore said softly.

"Of course you can help him. You’re supposed to be to strongest wizard in whole the world!" Harry yelled.

"Listen Harry apparently young Draco’s subconscious has put on a shield to protect him. Unfortunately the shield prevents all magic from getting in." Dumbledore explained.

"What happened to him?"

"We don’t know Harry. Professor Snape found him at the gate. When we asked him what happened the only thing Draco said was your name and then he past out." The headmaster told Harry.

"W-w-what? You don't think I d-did this do you?" Harry stuttered.

"Of course not Harry. I saw you to at the Halloween dance." Dumbledore said with a twinkle in his eyes. “You boys thought I couldn't see through your masks but I could. We think you’re the only one that can help him."

"How?" Harry asked.

"Well it’s possible that you can through the shield. So maybe could bring him back to us." Dumbledore explained further.

"But Professor I c-c-can’t." Harry sobbed.

"Of course you can Harry. You to already have a special bond so it wouldn't be so difficult to enter his mind, but it could be dangerous." He warned.

"I want to do this."

"Okay Harry, come and sit down." Dumbledore said while pointing the bed besides Draco’s. "We going to give you a potion for that will open your mind." Harry nodded and drank the potion. "Now take Draco’s hand and concentrate on Draco. Try to find him. We are gone leave you to alone so that you don’t wonder off in our minds." When they left Harry took Draco’s hand. "I’m gone bring you back." Harry whispered. "You belong to me." He closed his eyes.

"Draco where are you? Pup, come back to me." Harry begged.

"Harry?" He heard the blond boy whisper.

"Yes Draco please I need you." Harry reached out for Draco.

"No! Don’t touch me." Draco ran away from him. "Draco! Don’t leave me." But it was too late. He saw Draco running trough a door. Harry run after him. When he opened the door. He left the dark room he was in an entered a dinner room. A small blond boy and his mother were sitting at the table. Harry immediately knew he was in someone’s memories. "Look mommy." The small boy said.

"Aw drake what a beautiful drawing is that for me?" She asked. "Of course mommy." The boy smiled at his mother. All of a sudden the door flew open and Lucius entered the room.

"What the hell do you think you are doing? You stupid whore!" Lucius cursed.

"Lucius what’s wrong?" Draco's mother asked.

"You have the nerve to ask me that? What about you, wasting MY money to a fucking MUGGLE art class for that child of yours?" Lucius slapped Narcissa in the face.

"Father, please stop." A small voice said. "I’m sure mother didn’t..." The small boy was cut off.

"You shut up I'll get to you when I’m done with your mother." Lucius pushed the boy. Draco landed with his head against the wall. Narcissa wanted to run to her son. But Lucius hand grabbed her wrist. "I’m not done with you. You little slut. So tell me why do you think it’s a good idea to send your stupid little brat to some muggle invested place with MY MONEY?!" He shouted.

"He is your son to." She whimpered. "So you say." Lucius replied. "Yes he is! Don’t you have eyes, he looks just like you!" The woman cried.

"That doesn’t mean anything. And I don’t what that bastard in art class. If I’m stuck with the little git I going to make sure he becomes at least a little worthy of the name Malfoy. After that he punched Narcissa in her stomach turned around kick Draco who was uncurious on the side and left the room. Narcissa walked to Draco.

"Hey little one wake up please mummy is here." She sobbed. Slowly Draco opened his eyes. "Mummy?" The little boy asked.

"Yes baby?"

"Why is father so mad at me?" Draco questioned.

"It’s nothing love. He is just jealous because you have a talent that he hasn’t." She lied.

"But mommy if my drawing makes father hurt you than isn’t it better that I stopped. So father has no reason to do those things to you?" He asked.

"Sweetie, listen to me. No matter what your father does keep on painting. You have a gift and it’s important that you embrace that gift. Remember that as long as you draw and paint I will by happy regardless of what your father does to me. Do you understand?" Draco nodded. "That’s my good boy." Narcissa said while hugging the six year old boy.

Harry felt his finger nails were penetrating his palm. His entire body was trembling with rage. The image slowly faded away but before Harry could react another appeared. This time Draco was around 10. He and his mother where sneaking back in to the house. While taking of Draco’s jacket Narcissa didn’t noticed Lucius coming trough the door.

"So and where did you two go to?" he asked amused. Narcissa's body forced slowly she turned around.

"Lucius I thought you where in Bulgaria till tomorrow." Her voice trembled.

"Apparently you were wrong. Now answer the fucking question. Were did you and the little bastard go to!" He yelled.

"You know perfectly well he isn’t a bastard." Narcissa hissed. Lucius slapped her in the face leaving an imprint of his ring on her cheek.

"This is the last time I'll ask and if you don’t answer me I swear I’m going to make you wish you were never born." Lucius grabbed Narcissa’s hair and pulled her head back. "Where did you go?"

"We went to see Lupin." She answered.

“You little slut!” Lucius push his wife from him. On his face was a disgusted look.

"So that traitor of a nephew wasn’t enough for you? You want his little toy as well?" He growled.

"There is nothing between me and Lupin or me and Sirius. Sirius is like a brother to me."

"To bad your “brother” is in Azkaban." Lucius pulled out his wand and pointed it on Narcissa. At that point Draco pushed himself between his father and his mother. "Stop it father!" he yelled. "Mother didn’t do anything. It was my idea she just came and looked for me!" Draco explained.

"So you want to play the hero again? Crucio!" He cursed

"Noooo!" Both harry and Narcissa yelled. Narcissa ran to Draco. But Lucius was faster "Perfecticus Totalus!" The smile on Lucius face was just sickening. "So you want to protect the little brat huh?" He turned back to Draco. Harry was already at Draco’s side trying to help him not caring that this was a memory so he couldn’t do anything. His hands went right trough Draco when he tried to pick him up.

"Now it’s your turn you little mutt. Crucio." The boy starts twigging in pain."Wingardium Leviosa." Draco flew up. "Diffindo, diffindo, diffindo." Harry saw how cuts appeared on Draco’s body. After that he just let the broken boy fell to the ground.

"Now it’s your turn." He turned back to Narcissa. "Imperio. Come with me." He said. The two adults left the room. Harry was in shock was this what his love has gone trough? It was horrible. How much did he have to see before he could save Draco? Harry was not entirely sure if he could bear watching while Draco went trough all of this. But he couldn’t give up he needed to do this. Meanwhile the memory had changed again. This time Draco was 12 years old. He sat alone in his room. Harry heard foot steps. He saw how Draco stood up and braced him self.

"So son." Lucius spat. "Yet again have you managed to bring disgrace to your family." Draco bowed his head. "Look at me when I speak to you." Lucius screamed after that he smack the boy in the face.

"A Filthy little mudblood has done better than you in every class you have. What have you got to say for your self? Nothing father. So you really are as dumb as I thought. Turn around." He ordered.

"Father, please." Draco begged. "I Said turn around! Crucio!" Draco fell on one knee his face showed nothing but pain. Lucius broke the spell.

"Now turn!" "Yes father." Draco replied and turned his back to his father. He also removed his sweater.

"Isn’t that a good boy?" Lucius sneered. "Accio belt." He said a black leather belt with a silver buckle with two snakes on it flew in Lucius hand. Lucius stared to hit Draco with the belt. Every time the belt landed on the blonds back Lucius smile widened.

"So boy aren’t you going to scream for your mommy like the little coward you are?" Draco didn’t respond. "I said scream you little bastard." Every word was underlined with a strike of the belt. When Draco didn’t respond he stopped hitting the boy and used Crucio again. This time the blond fell on the floor.

"You’re a little weakling. Always talking too much. You can’t even handle a mudblood like that granger girl." He stopped the curse and started kicking the boy in the chest. Until he started coughing. Harry saw his love spitting up blood while his father was looking down on him.

"You’re nothing but a disgrace to me and your mother." Draco raised his head. "Your wrong Mum loves me." This causes Lucius to laugh. "Do you really believe that you little pile of shit? You’re nothing. You don’t deserve love. Your mother was just acting or did you really think she cared about you and you’re stupid drawings." He screamed.

"Yes." Draco whispered.

"What did you say I couldn’t hear you?"

"Yes! I believe mother cares about me and my drawings she loves them they make her happy." Draco said.

"Like anything you do can make her happy. You are the reason she is unhappy because of you she gets hurt. That is what love does to people it hurts almost as bad as this Crucio." Once again Draco felt to the floor in agony. After a final kick in the ribs Lucius left the room.

The memories just kept on coming. Some times it was just Draco who was getting abused and other times it was Draco and his mum. Harry felt more hopeless after every memory.

It hurt him so much to see his love in pain. Why couldn’t he help?

And then the worst of all came.

Draco was sitting in his room as if he was waiting for someone. When Lucius came in.

"Hello father." Draco’s voice was filled with hate and ice.

"Hello son." Lucius almost spit the last word out. "I think you know why I’m here."

"No I’m not Father. Indulge me please." This comment caused Lucius to slap Draco in the face.

"Don’t give me that tone boy. I’m here to talk about you’re birthday tomorrow. We are going to have a special guest." He said wit an evil smile on his face. "And this special guest has a special present for you."

"Don’t treat me like I’m a baby just come out and say it. Voldemort is coming."

"How dare you speak his name you little twit!" Lucius grabbed Draco’s hair and placed his wand on his neck.

"Go a head do it." Draco dared his father.

"Crucio." Once more Harry saw the pain on his lovers face.

"You listen to me you little prick. The Dark Lord is giving us the honor to give you the dark mark tomorrow at midnight. And I am dammed if I let you ruin things for me. Do you understand?" He asked.

"No Father."

"What did you said?" Lucius whispered. "I said no. I’m not going to take the dark mark." He said bravely.

"The hell you aren't." Lucius punched Draco in the stomach. "Oh do you think that little boyfriend of you can save you?" Lucius asked. For the first time harry saw fear in Draco’s eyes. A satisfied grin appeared on the oldest Malfoy face.

"So tell me Draco do you believe he love’s you?" Draco looks straight in the man's eyes.

"Yes he does." Draco said forcefully.

"Oh he does? So I assume his little friends know about you." Lucius grabbed Draco’s chin and whispers in to Draco’s ears. "You really believe that the great Harry Potter, the boy who lived, savior of the wizard world is interested in YOU. You’re nothing. He just uses you. A funny little boy toy. That’s all you'll ever be and I’m going to prove it.” Draco’s face was completely white his eyes wet from tears.

"No!” Harry yelled “That’s not true pup. You know it isn’t. Don’t believe him." Of course nobody heard him.

"Obscuro." Draco was immediately blind folded. Lucius made a flick with his hand and ropes came out of his wand. These bonded Draco to the bed.

"There is just one thing that little potter boy wants from you. And I’m gone show you what it is." At that point Narcissa came in the room. Lucius what are you... "Oh dear god! Lucius untie you’re son!" Lucius turns around and he yelled "Avada kedrava." After that he turned back to Draco. "You, you killed her!" Draco cried. "She was getting on my nerves." Lucius laughed.

"You’re gone pay for that." The younger blond warned. "Oh my dear little Draco. I don’t think you’re in the position to threaten me. Now don’t go anywhere I'll be right back." After that he turned around walks over Narcissa’s body.

5 Minutes later the blond man was back in the room carrying a large bag. He dropped it at the side of the bed. "This gone be fun after all these years I finally get what I want." An evil grin appeared on the man's face.

Lucius made a fire and out of the bag he pulled an iron bar. He placed the bar in to the fire. "That’s for later." He said. "First we are going to play with this.”

He showed Draco the knife in his hands. Slowly he walks towards the boy on the bed. He moves the blade toward Draco’s neck. Very gently he moves the knife over the boy’s body until he is at his chest. Than Lucius pulled the knife over Draco’s chest. Draco screamed. The knife not only cuts his shirt but also his skin. Blood welled up from the cut.

"Such a pretty color. Does it remind you of your little boyfriend?" Lucius smirks while his head moved closer to Draco’s body. He started to lick the blood on the boy’s chest. Draco shivers.

"Father, please stop." But Lucius just ignored the boy’s words. And he made different cuts along Draco’s chest. After every cut the blond male run his fingers trough the blood so Draco’s chest was almost immediately red.

After that he removed what was left from Draco’s shirt. With a quick spell Lucius freed his son and turned him over on his still painful chest. Draco moaned. "This is only the beginning you little bastard." After these words Lucius took a whip out of his bag and start hitting his son with it. He enjoyed it when he saw how the little metal disks that where at every string of the whip, digging their way into the boy’s soft flesh. Harry saw how hard Draco tried not to scream but after 17 lashes from his father he was trying not to fall on the bed. After 20 or so more Lucius finally stopped.

"Now for the fun part." Lucius sat down at the bed and almost gently started to take the boys pants off. After that he opened Draco’s legs with a spell. After that Lucius took the iron bar from the fire. The only thing Harry could see was pure pleasure on the man's face when he preset the wide hot bar against Draco’s thighs. Finely the blond boy stat screaming. At this the older man instantly came hard.

"Draco, Draco, Draco. If you think making me horny with your screams will hurry things up I might disappoint you I’m only just getting started." At this he took a finger of his son’s hand and put it in his mouth. After sucking it for a while then he bite down until blood drip out of his mouth.

Harry couldn’t help himself and threw up at the sight of what the older blond was doing to his on son. "How could anybody do this to his little pup?" He wondered.

After almost half an hour of torturing Lucius takes of his pants and reviled a rock hard erection. Draco’s left aye was swollen from a punch but his right widened. Lucius positioning him self at Draco’s entrance and with one hard thrust he entered his son’s body. He moaned. "Such virgin you are. I bet you like it this way just like your little slut of a mother."

It amazed Harry that after all his lover had been though he still found the courage to yell at his father.

"Don’t you dare talk about mum that way.”

After that Lucius start thrusting. It didn’t take long until a satisfied grunt came out of the man’s mouth. "You’re quite satisfying." He said while pulling him self out. "But I think I like to hear you scream some more." That said he took Draco’s arm and pulled it back until he heard a crack.

Harry sank to the floor at the sound his boyfriend made. After that Lucius pulled his pants back on and walked to the door. He turned to his son. "The dark lord will be here soon and than you going to be a death eater if you liked it or not." After that he left. Draco crawled from his bed towards his desk he pulls out his wand and with the last piece of strength he had he apparated to the gates of Hogwarts where he lost conscientiousness.