Guilty as Sin

CHAPTER 41

“Snap.” Draco laughed as the pile of cards sitting between them exploded in a shower of multicolored sparks. Harry swore as they began throwing down cards again for the new game. Draco’s reflexes seemed far more attuned to this game than Harry’s were his sixth straight loss to the blonde beginning to annoy him. It was the only thing though that they’d found to do after Snape had left them for the party downstairs.

“I give up.” Harry spat the dummy as Draco again won beating Harry to the Snap. Throwing his cards down in disgust Harry stood up and walked over to the window. Down below the window was a courtyard that led off the main living room of the manor, and Harry could see the shadows of the death eaters moving about inside. Snape had been practically unapproachable for most of the afternoon and with Draco lazing in bed Harry had been left to read some more of his text books out of the trunk. Harry had known when Voldemort arrived at the manor the candles and torches flickering with his impressive entrance. Harry wondered what the dark wizard looked like now after gaining some of his power back. Judging from the muffled noise filtering upstairs the group was enjoying themselves. Snape was undoubtedly skulking in a corner of the room downstairs, just like he did at all Hogwart’s social occasions. The potion professor wasn’t one for parties, but he had looked very nice when he’d left at least making the effort to wear a dress robe.

“I’m hungry.” Draco complained as he put away the cards and rolled over onto the rug beside the fire. Harry glanced over his shoulder at Draco and rolled his eyes.

“I shouldn’t wish for dinner too soon…” Harry muttered as both he and Draco glanced at the small potion vial still sitting on the side table where Snape had left it.

“Why does this shit always happen to me?” Draco groaned as he rolled over onto his back and draped his arm dramatically over his eyes in an attempt to block out the world. “I don’t even like females, they’ve got all soft bits and pieces that don’t fit properly.” Draco continued his voice sounding very much like a disappointed childs.

“But you’ve done it with women before?” Harry confirmed as he sat back down on the rug beside Draco irritated by the blonde’s constant complaining but not commenting. So far Draco had done very well to keep his emotions in check but with his big date approaching things were becoming less easy for Harry to ignore.

“One.” Draco emphasized by holding up his forefinger and waving it in front of Harry’s face. “And that was Emily Bones in second year, I didn’t even come it was that bad. Besides I don’t want to do it, there’s not the urge there. In fact if Snape even tried to have his way with me at the moment I’d rip his cock off.” Draco looked pleadingly up at Harry who unconsciously leaned back as Draco’s sky blue eyes flashed with lavender. Indeed this was how Harry had felt in his first few weeks of his season, the very thought of having sex with Snape was repulsive. Snape forcing Draco to do this so close to his season was just cruel and would undoubtedly all end badly. Before Harry could reply there was a sharp pop and Mixy appeared balancing two overly ladened tray’s in her tiny hands. Draco looked fearfully at Harry who got up instantly to help the house elf with her burden.

“Professor Snape is telling Mixy that Master Malfoy should be taking his potion with dinner.” Mixy smiled doe eyed at Harry who glanced sympathetically back at Draco who just groaned and turned over with his back to the pair. “Is master Malfoy unwell sirs?” Mixy inquired staring up at Harry who sniffed indignantly at the chicken casserole on the tray.

“No he’s just being a coward.” Harry flippantly replied waving Mixy away. The house elf disappeared with another pop and Harry pushed the dinner trays away from him in disgust. He was completely ravished but what had been served to him wasn’t what he wanted. His stomach felt painfully empty again and it was causing one of his moods.

“Who are you calling a coward Potter? I’d like to see you try and get it up for some stranger your father chose for you!” Draco bit out his own eyes beginning to discolor into their lavender hue. Harry’s were already a deep indigo colour Draco’s whining finally pushing him to breaking point.

“Do you ever just accept what’s happening to you Draco? I’ve had to put up with worse things than being forced to shag women in my life.” Despite Snape’s warning to avoid confrontations with Draco Harry’s Elith-furatu side was hankering for a challenge and Draco was providing the opportunity. Snape hadn’t asserted his dominance properly over Harry since the incident when he’d first come into contact with the other Superei. It was a night Harry had replayed over and over in his dreams, the wild infuriated look in Snape’s eyes and the primal groans and possessive grasp.

“Oh it’s the poor little Potter syndrome again, I thought we’d established you’d left that life behind to become Snape’s whore.” Draco spat nastily unprepared for when Harry swung back at him and connected a fist with Draco’s jaw. Almost instantly Draco pounced dragging the slighter framed boy to the floor where they began biting one another and landing blows to one another’s face and upper body. The pair of them rolled along the floor exchanging grunted insults and punches. When they hit the end of the bed Draco had the upper hand and Harry was almost fearful as he stared up into Draco’s indigo eyes, the blonde breathing heavily and looking hungrily down at Harry’s racing pulse. Instinct seemed to kick in then just as it had the night he’d been attacked at the station. Blindly Harry summoned the letter opener that he knew was sitting atop the chest of draws. In a flash of silver against the firelight the knife fell into Harry’s open palm. Drawing back his fist clenched tightly around the handle of the knife Harry thrust forward with every intention of imbedding the knife blade into Draco’s unprotected shoulder but before the knife could pierce the skin the door to the room flung open and a bright blue light streaked across the room sending the knife flying from Harry’s clenched first and Draco backwards into the wall.

“I can not leave you two alone for an evening!” Snape roared his normal charcoal colored eyes invisible beneath the purple glaze. Automatically the door slammed shut and sealed itself behind him as Snape strode towards Harry physically picking him up from the floor and flinging him like a paperweight across the room. Harry slammed face first into the wall, his nose connecting with the stone with a sickening crack and a sudden rush of blood. Harry slumped to the floor ignoring the flood of blood rushing from his undoubtedly broken nose and instead wrapping his hands protectively around his stomach as he eyed Snape’s impressive figure dangerously.

Having flung Harry out of the road Snape approached Draco and with his hand wrapped around the blonde’s neck lifted him up to pin him against the wall. Draco knew better than to struggle and fell limp in Snape’s fist as the elder wizard pressed his face into Draco’s. “I have warned you both that you are equal in this harem and I will not have you threatening one another. I have enough to deal with without mothering you two. Now you have a date with a lovely young witch in the room up the hall and I suggest you get yourself ready.” Snape dropped Draco to the floor and spun around on Harry who was still staring at him with a narrowed gaze. “As for you Potter, I warned you to watch your mouth but you again defied me yet again, when I am done with Draco you will suffer the consequences of your actions!” Harry lowered his gaze to the floor as Snape pointed at him determinedly before taking a deep breath in to calm himself. Draco was still sitting slumped on the floor staring pleadingly up at his Superei. He really didn’t want to do this but it looked as if there was no choice in the matter. “Draco I said get dressed!” Snape roared when he realized the blonde hadn’t moved. Obediently Draco dragged himself to his feet and hastily went about dressing in a thin blue robe Snape had picked out for him earlier. Harry remained cowered against the wall his hands wrapped protectively around his stomach still.

“Please Severus don’t make me do it, please.” Draco begged pathetically as he tugged on his robes practically gagging when Snape dragged his head back by his blonde hair and forced the ivory colored fertility potion down his throat. Harry didn’t feel an ounce of sympathy for the blonde as Snape dragged him towards the door of the room, pausing briefly to look back at Harry.

“You stay right there.” Snape growled low in his throat as he unwarded the door and flung it open before striding outside into the hall. Snape’s fist was wrapped tightly around Draco’s arm, pulling him along roughly. Draco was resisting all attempts but it was a futile fight.

“Harry, help me.” Draco pleaded as he caught hold of the doorframe to try and prevent Snape from dragging him out of the room. Harry glanced up the blood from his broken nose making his eyes water as he stared at the desperate blonde. Perhaps Harry might have felt some remorse as he stared into the blonde’s sky blue eyes but then he remembered his scathing comments over the past few weeks and he merely shook his head. “Please Harry, how am I even to get it up!” Draco cried uselessly tears streaming down his face as Snape wrapped his arm around the blonde’s waist and forcefully pried him away from the door.

“Just fist it and be done.” Harry whispered spitefully echoing Draco’s own words that he’d used on Harry earlier in the day. Draco’s face fell then and Harry watched as Snape flung Draco over his shoulder and carried him away down the hall. Harry just caught the unshed tears in Draco’s eyes as the door snapped closed leaving him alone and feeling thoroughly ill.

TBC>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

A/N *Laughs evily* Man sometimes I crack myself up..... Anyway thanks for all the reviews and to those who asked it\'s roughly got another ten or so chapters to go if I stop editing it as I post....*Grins sheepishly*

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