Owned Husband

Author Note:- This is to clear up some things, but there will be some surprises later on.

Voldemort is alive and none of the Weasley’s died and neither did Snape or Dumbledore.


The reason Harry can be married off and all his possessions given to Draco, when he is seventeen and an adult in the wizarding world, will be explained later.

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What? What’s going on? Where am I?

He thought as he looked around the room.

He was on a bed, but it wasn’t his and it wasn’t his room.

As Harry tried to get up, he suddenly felt a sharp pain and let out a yelp and he curled into a ball to stop the pain.

Why does it hurt there? What happened?

The last thing I remember is being in the pet shop looking at all the animals. Then I walked outside and there was a yell and everything went black.

But. What happened next?

I know there was...what?

...talking...whispering...there were voices, but what were they saying?

Pain in my hand?

As Harry looked down at his left hand he noticed a scar that hadn’t been there before.

Where did that come from?

That can’t be? Scars can be healed in the wizarding world, unless there curse scars or scars from a bonding ritual.

But if I have a scar...what happened? How long have I been out?

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I know Harry will like this.

Draco thought as he looked at the black crup with white tips on the tops of his ears and tips of his forked tail and large lavender eyes.

I saw him looking at this crup at the pet shop, so I’m sure he’ll like him.

Draco felt heat radiating from his wedding ring, before turning back to normal, indicating that Harry had woken up.

I’d better get him breakfast.

Draco thought as he called his house elf Millie and told her to get his angel’s breakfast ready.

He probably won’t react well, so I’ll keep the crup for now and give him to Harry as a present, when Harry’s become more accustomed to his new role in life.

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As Draco entered the bedroom he was met with the sight of his angel curled in a ball under the covers and looking around confused and scared, until his eyes landed on Draco and he attempted to move. Only to let out a whimper, when the pain started to become worse.

Draco rushed over to Harry and pulled a potion from his pocket and placed it to Harry’s lips, pouring it down his throat.

‘‘It’s alright’’ Draco said as he stroked Harry’s hair ‘‘the pain will go away soon’’

With the pain finally receding Harry was able to pull himself from Draco’s grasp and move away. It was only then as he moved from the folds of the covers that he realised he was naked.

‘‘Where are my clothes’’ Harry asked

‘‘Oh’’ Draco said ‘‘I’ll go get you some’’ and went to the wardrobe across the room and got out some lounge trousers and a loose shirt. When he handed them to Harry, Harry just looked at them and said

‘‘Where are my clothes’’

‘‘I got you new clothes Harry’’ Draco said and started getting impatient when Harry made no move towards the clothes ‘‘It’s either wear the clothes I bought you, or no clothes at all.’’

With that Harry started to get dressed.

‘‘You won’t get away with this Malfoy. My family will come for me’’ Harry said.

‘‘That’s where your wrong Harry your family helped me’’ Draco said smugly.

‘‘They’d never do that’’ Harry said not wholly believing it.

‘‘Wrong’’ Draco said ‘‘They helped me to set everything up.’’

‘‘Set what up?’’ Harry asked confused ‘‘what are you talking about?’’

‘‘Were married and I own you’’ Draco stated.

‘‘You need my permission to marry me and you can’t own me’’ Harry said.

‘‘That’s where your wrong.’’ Draco said with a smirk ‘‘I own everything. Your vaults, possessions, everything you have including your body all belong to me now. You have nothing that I don’t give you. No freedom, unless I decide you do. You are mine and I own you’’

‘‘B...but you can’t’’ Harry said his voice a mere whisper and far less confident.

‘‘I can and I do’’ Draco stated as he pulled Harry’s defeated body into his lap.

‘‘How?’’ Harry whispered against Draco’s chest. Too emotionally drained to keep fighting at that moment.

‘‘With Voldemort alive and all the raids going on. I was able to make a deal with Dumbledore and your family.’’ Draco said while stroking Harry’s hair ‘‘In exchange for you, I gave them some names of death eaters and times, dates and locations of some future death eater raids. Meaning I could marry you and make you wholly mine. Now eat your breakfast.’’

With that Draco left the room. He decided that now might be the best time to give his angel the crup, as he came to terms with things and realised his true position.

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Harry was left to mull over Draco’s last words.

What did he mean by making me wholly his?

As he thought that over as he ate his breakfast he remembered where the pain had been.

But what could have caused that?

He couldn’t. Wouldn’t. Not while I couldn’t understand what was going on.

Could he?