Dark Chaos

Chapter Five….The Draco’s Lair


Harry and Draco stepped out of the fireplace into a small chamber. The walls were covered in tapestries depicting many violent and horrendous acts. The only piece of furniture in the room was a throne like chair, upon which sat Tom. Harry was surprised that is was Tom and not Voldemort; there had definitely been some changes since last they met.

Draco immediately prostrated himself in front of Tom. "I've retrieved him, Master."

"Good, good. Ah, Harry, good of you to join us. Are you surprised to see me?"

"I'm surprised to see you as Tom and not Voldemort. Other than that, you are the one I contacted, so not really. "

"Well, my master likes me better like this. Yes, I see your surprise. I do have a master and you know him well. But, first things first, when you come into my presence you will kneel before me. This is expected of all our members."

Although it went against everything in Harry he made himself kneel before the throne. He knew he had to carry the ruse all the way through.

"Very good, Harry. You may rise. As I'm sure you understand we do not fully trust you. So until we know better what your intentions are Young Malfoy here will be your constant companion." Draco, who had risen as well, leered at Harry.
"Also, we will be confiscating your wand. You will be monitored at all times. If your intent was to deceive us, the time to back out has passed. Now place your wand in the box, we are not so foolish as to touch it ourselves. You may have it back when and if we deem it is warranted. Draco, get him settled in, then I have a task for you before dinner."
Harry put his wand into the box held by a shrouded figure, which walked up to him from next to the fireplace. He had thought he would have to give up the wand at least for a time; he wasn't worried because he knew his wandless magic was stronger than anyone knew, and could be hidden well.

"Come on Potter." Was all Draco had to say, before going through a door Harry had not noticed before. He followed as was expected.

Harry was perhaps more frightened than he had ever been. Here he was in the lair of his greatest enemy, and he still had not seen Dumbledore, which gave him some doubt as to whether or not it was all a trick. Tom had said something about a master, though.

"So where are we going?" He asked Draco.

"Well, Potter, as you were just told we are going to get you settled in. To be honest, when they told me I would be responsible for you I was pissed. I mean watch after bloody Potter, please. Now I've seen you I don't think I will mind. Who knew you looked so good under those robes all these years, or have you been working out?" Harry wished he had not chosen to wear muggle clothes instead of his robes. Jeans and a t suddenly felt skimpy.

"Well, I can tell you I'm not thrilled about you being my, what? Liaison. No matter whose side I'm on, you are still an arrogant ass."

"Careful there Potter, your fate rests with me. I make the reports; you want to make me very happy. If I tell them you can't be trusted you'll be destroyed. That's better, keep yourself in line." Harry's fear showed on his face at Draco's implication that he would lie to get his way. Which of course Harry should have known, it was the Slytherin coming out.

"Here we are, these are my rooms you will be sharing them with me until they feel you can have your own. There is only one bed. So you can share with me or sleep on the floor." They stepped into a small suite of rooms. The first room consisted of a large canopied bed, a chest of drawers and a large armchair, all in shades of green and black. Off to the left Harry could see what looked like a bathroom. To the right there appeared to be a small closet.

"Did you bring your stuff? You can put it over there next to the closet and I will unshrink it in a minute." He told Harry when Harry pulled his trunk out of his back pocket. "Okay now, we need to get the rules straight. You can't leave this room without me; if you try you will be detained at minimum. I will give regular reports to the lord and master. You will be tested to prove your loyalty. You will always be respectful to everyone here especially the masters. There will be other things as well, we'll let you know. Now I guess you will want to unpack and shower before dressing for dinner. We always dress for meals; it would be wise to remember that. I need to take care of some business. Don't mess with anything and don't try tricks. I'll be back before it's time to go." With that Draco turned to leave. "Oh yeah, the door has a spell on it. It is attuned to my magic; if you try to leave without me alarms will go off." He smirked at the other man, flicked wand at Harry's trunk and left the room, the door closing with an ominous thud.

Harry sank into the chair. Sighing with relief that Malfoy had gone, Harry fell into the large armchair. He wasn't sure what was going to be happening to him. He knew he should probably get unpacked and shower and dress for dinner but he was distracted wondering what kind of tests there would be and if the training he and Cordie had be practicing would be enough to fool them. He was a bit frightened to even contact her, sure that they would know.Well, I have to try. I don't think I can stand being in this place, wherever it is, without being able to talk to her. He thought about the best way to contact her and decided to try while in the shower, where the running water might dampen any spying being done. He thought he would look around a bit before going into the bathroom.
Harry quickly discovered that Draco was cautious, if nothing else, none of the drawers would open, he could not even open the doors on the closet. There was not even anything under the bed and no decorations on the wall. He could sit in the chair or on the bed, or go into the bathroom. Harry went to his trunk and got his toiletries out, and stared at the other things in the trunk wondering what dressing for dinner meant. Did he wear his robes, his dress robes, khakis? He finally decided to wear his dress robes, better to over due in this case than not. He opened the bathroom door.

"Wow, now this is plush!" Harry exclaimed. He could not think of a time when he had seen a more luxurious bathroom. The carpet was a lush green, a huge garden tub sat in the corner, a shower in the other far corner. He couldn't see the toilet but it looked like it was across from the shower in a cubby hole. Double sinks with a huge mirror took up most of the wall on the left. He longed to lounge in the huge tub, but he knew time was limited and he might need the cover of the running water of the shower while he talked to Cordie. He shucked his clothes, refolding them and placing them on the edge of the tub. He started the water in the shower, adjusting the temperature. He grabbed his toiletries and stepped in. The pressure and temperature of the water was wonderful. He could almost feel it wash away his tension, almost. He sighed and called Cordie.

"Cordie, can you hear me?"

"Harry, of course I can hear you. I have told you I can hear you always."

"Cordie, I don't know if this is going to work. They have me bunking with Draco Malfoy of all people. He is really creeping me out. I'm locked in his room now; I'm supposed to be getting ready for dinner. They don't trust me, of course. They took my wand, just like we thought they would. I'm afraid I will do something to give myself away. How is Sev? I miss him; I can't believe how much I miss him. I'm so afraid they'll find out about him. I can't lose him now I've found him."

"Slow down Harry. All will be well. I have been listening. Just remember what I taught you and you will be able to deal with Mr. Malfoy." Harry could hear the sneer in her mind voice when she said the latter. Just be careful to keep your shields up, and don't use wandless magic if anyone is around. Severus is as well as can be expected. He worries about you. I am watching him."

"Have you been able to figure out where I am yet?"

"Yes, Harry, I always know where you are. I will bring you back once he is asleep." Again the distaste is evident when she refers to Draco. "You can let Severus and your heart siblings know what you have found and they will discuss it with the others. You are strong and will bear up; it will be over soon I think. Now you must ready yourself. Remember, I am always here." With that she pulled away.
Harry sighed; the water had cooled while he conversed with Cordie, and he readjusted it, and finished bathing.
Harry had just finished pulling on his dress robes when he heard the door knob jiggle and the door open. Draco walked in all cocky arrogance. "Well Potter, I se you are ready. I think I like the muggle clothes better on you, I can see more of you in them." Again, he leered at Harry. Harry shivered; he didn't think he could ever get used to this Draco Malfoy.

"Malfoy, you are really starting to creep me out. I thought you were some kind of ladies man and now you are coming on to me, is this another test?"

"Oh no, I like what I like and right now I like what I'm seeing. Honestly, the more uncomfortable you are the better I like it. You will be sitting next to me at dinner so I will see how much more uncomfortable I can make you." He pulled out his wand and changed his robes with a quick hand movement and a muttered phrase. "Now, let's go. After you." He opened the door and motioned for Harry to precede him through.

They had walked maybe fifteen feet and were met in the corridor by a hooded figure. "My Lord Malfoy, the Master has other business to attend. You are to dine with the Potter boy in your chambers. The house elves should be setting dinner up now." The man, for it was a masculine voice, turned and left.

"Damn it, I always love to eat with the masters." Draco glanced at Harry, "Well, maybe it won't be a total loss."

They went back to Draco's chambers, where indeed the house elves had set up dinner. A small table and two dinning chairs stood at the foot of the bed. The table had a place set at each end and several domed plates in the center. They ate dinner mostly in silence. Draco would periodically make lewd remarks or jesters, Harry mostly tried to ignore him, which only made Draco laugh. When they were finished, Draco called the house elves to clear the table away.

"Have you decided where you want to sleep, is it the bed with me or is it the hard floor?"

"I think I'll choose the floor, I don't know if your all talk or if you seriously want something from me."

"Oh, I am very serious, but suite yourself." Draco went in to the bathroom.

Harry decided to put on his pajamas while Draco was out of the room. He went to his trunk to get them. While he was bent over he was surprised by Draco grasping his hips from behind, and grinding his half cocked cock against his ass. "Oh, this is how I like you."

"Get off me!" Harry shouted while trying to push Draco off of him. Draco had a firm grip however and got a few more grinds in before Harry finally got him off. "What is wrong with you? I told you I'm not interested."
"I don't care if you're interested or not, you are mine to do with what I want, you just don't know it yet. I know you are not really here to join us, and so do the masters. They will give you to me when you blow the tests. In the meantime you are under my supervision and that means what I want it to mean."

"I am here because I have been failed by so many. I just want to be on the winning side for a change. I will not fail any tests; you don't want to make the masters mad by mistreating me. And who are 'the masters' anyway? I know Tom but who could be his master?"

"What? You think because I got a quick feel I will all of a sudden be your little informant? You will find out what you need to know when you need to know it. That is if you make it that far. Now go to bed. You have a long day tomorrow." Draco pulled his wand out and made a sleeping bag and pillow appear on the floor at the foot of the bed, where the dinner table had been. He then climbed into the bed, sighing with delight when he stretched under the covers. "You don't know what you're missing."

Harry went into the bathroom to change. He knew he had to make it look good; Cordie would just have to apparaite him in his pjs. He also hoped that Draco went to sleep soon and that he was a heavy sleeper. He went back into the bedroom and bedded down in the sleeping bag. Neither man said anything more. Harry lay awake waiting to hear the even breaths of sleep from Draco. An hour later Harry was sure Draco was asleep. Draco's breathing had been steady for quite a while. He slipped out of the sleeping bag and moved to the side of the bed looking down on Draco. He was trying to decide how he was going to do what he needed to do without waking Draco, he had to touch him. He determined he would have to get in the bed after all. He eased onto the bed, scooted up next to but not touching Draco.

Draco turned over, reaching for Harry. "I knew you would change your mind."

"I haven't changed my mind. I was just uncomfortable on the floor; it's really hard you know."

"I know and now so am I, feel." Draco tried to grind his fully aroused cock against Harry.

Harry pulled away, "I don't want to feel. I just want to rest. I'm really tired"

"Ok, listen Mr. Tease, here's the deal. No one sleeps in my bed without doing my bidding. You have gotten me hard to many times today. Either put out or get out of my bed."

Harry glared at him for a second, trying to figure out how he was going to get what he needed. "I will sleep on the floor; you're not my type you know?"

Again Harry got into the sleeping bag to wait for Draco to go to sleep. It took quite awhile as Draco had had enough of no relief and took maters into his own hands. Harry covered his head with his pillow; the noises coming from Draco were starting to arouse Harry as well. He wanted nothing more than to take Sev into his arms and love him all night.
Finally the sounds from the bed stopped and Draco's breathing evened out once again. Harry waited another hour, and then tried again. He lay next to Draco again, this time he Draco really was asleep.

Harry placed his left hand over Draco's forehead. He closed his eyes and whispered "Open up your mind and let me step inside." Nothing happened at first, and then he could see images flashing behind his eyelids. He tried to remember everything Cordie had told him he needed to do to find the right memories. It was amazing what Cordie knew, all the years watching magic happen had paid off. Harry discovered that Draco was not as important as he made out. He was not privy to anything. He didn't know what the plans were or anything else. The only thing he knew for sure was that Dumbledore was the one in charge and that he was not the kindly professor everyone thought he was, and that Draco really did want to fuck him, badly. Harry shivered at the thought, pulled out of Draco's mind and slide off the bed. He went to the bathroom, locked the door and called to Cordie.