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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
5
Views:
4,163
Reviews:
20
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Silver Eyes
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoat Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
I know none of my stories are finished but they just keep filling my head and I have to write what is in their before I can go back to the one before. Hope you all like this one as well.
Now lets play.
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Silver eyes opened slowly to the dimming light, his mind was empty though his body burned with pain that never left him. Burns, and scares marks covered almost every inch of his body. He was not the boy he had been, this new life he had been handed branded him in a way nothing else would. He had been born into a noble family of Wizards. His son living now within that world unknowing of the thing he had become. He was not lost within the world; he had died in it, and like a phoenix been reborn from those painful ashes.
Many thought Draco long dead, or lost into a world only few knew. He however way awaking slowly into a world he was learning to dominate. His name had once been Draco Malfoy, he had let that name die when he died. He took on the name they had given him, true they kelp the Draco, but Flame was now the last name. He wanted little to do with his last life; it was no longer who he was.
Draco glanced around the dark room he now slept in. Three years ago he had been sold to a woman who held power above all things. True she was human but she was power hungry and wanted those with power around her. She had been the one to name him Flame, for the passion he held even though most had lost theirs in the time they had been slaves. The room was lavishly decorated, not as much as his mistresses but still well kept, and clean. She had brought him fine things each time he pleased her, she had begun to take him out of the house with her.
She treated him now as a lover, she had the papers binding him to slavery but she no longer called him that. He herd the click of heals on the wood floors in the hall and knew she came once again to him as she did every night. As the door opened he sat up looking for the woman he did not love, did not care for other then she treated him like a lover and no longer a slave. Her soft whisper of his name knew that she wanted him, their was no anger as she held some nights, only need and something more which had been growing in her voice each time she came to him. He smirked in the darkness and held his hand into the brighter light from the door as he spoke in a low tone.
“Come Sarah, I’ve been waiting…”
She stepped inside closing the door; she left her heals by the door as she sprinted towards him. Her skin was cool to the touch but she was already burning inside. Draco felt those passions she held back as her lips met his, they were soft pleading and full. Draco pulled the woman into his arms holding her tightly as if she would be taken away by the softest of winds, her hair fell from the lose tie as she pulled at it. The midnight strands reaching long past her shoulders almost to her hips. Icy blue eyes met his silver in the dark as she pulled back from the kiss her breath already coming in pants.
Draco looked over the woman who held his life in her hands and he felt nothing for her, she was an object, a thing he had to deal with to gain what he wanted. His fingers slid into her hair gently pulling her head back as his mouth found her soft tender neck. A soft moan shuddered from her lips as her body trembled. She burned for Draco’s touch, his skill, and his mouth. All of them made each night and day bearable for the fact she could come home to be with him. She knew she had fallen in love with her slave but she didn’t care, she wanted to be with him always.
Draco pulled Sarah until she lie on the bed where he had been and slowly worked to undress her. The conservative business suit slowly being removed button by button, followed by a kiss to each inch of exposed skin. A soft groan slipped from her lips and Draco’s body responded with more interest then he would normally have had. He didn’t question it, Draco was bisexual and a warm willing body and his own was willing to slid into her warmth, her wet open body. Her bra was a simple black and he purred as he found it to be on with a clasp in the front. He kissed the soft skin above the clasp nipping the skin lightly as his fingers opened her bra letting it fall to the side while he looked over her body.
Draco knew in the dim light she would not be able to see his eyes so he didn’t bother to force hunger into them; he only took his time before lowering his head once more to suckle on a nipple. Sarah moaned deeply as she felt his mouth, his teeth on her nipple and breast. Draco could not hide the grin at her reaction and the soft purr as her fingers glided into his long snowy hair. Her hips rose to rub against his and her eagerness amused him. He enjoyed the fact he gave her pleasure if only for his own ends.
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Harry sat in a plush lounge chair in a small coffee house in London. His eyes scanned the morning news looking for anything that might help him on his quest though he never found anything he always tried. He glanced mildly over the paper as his son’s laughter filled his ears as well as the laughter of his boy friend Scorpius. Harry was still amused by the fact his son had fallen in love with the Malfoy boy, but because of that fact he was sitting here in this coffeehouse with both boys while they planned the day’s events in looking for the missing Draco Malfoy.
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((Flash Back.}}
Draco watched his son climb onto the train for Hogwarts he had noticed the golden boy and his friends with all of their children. He had nothing against Potter and his friends anymore, all of that had been a life time ago and he had more on his mind. He nodded to them and turned when he son was out of sight. It was his son’s first year at the school and Draco had many things to do while his son was away. One of them was to find himself, and the joy he had not had in years. As he left the station he made his plans and never looked back on the things he was leaving behind, though not even he knew it would be so long until he saw his son again.
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I know I need a beta people, I have one, this is the easiest way for her to get all of this because my email server hates to let send any emails. So when she gets around to fixing this one I’ll repost it.
I know none of my stories are finished but they just keep filling my head and I have to write what is in their before I can go back to the one before. Hope you all like this one as well.
Now lets play.
**************
Silver eyes opened slowly to the dimming light, his mind was empty though his body burned with pain that never left him. Burns, and scares marks covered almost every inch of his body. He was not the boy he had been, this new life he had been handed branded him in a way nothing else would. He had been born into a noble family of Wizards. His son living now within that world unknowing of the thing he had become. He was not lost within the world; he had died in it, and like a phoenix been reborn from those painful ashes.
Many thought Draco long dead, or lost into a world only few knew. He however way awaking slowly into a world he was learning to dominate. His name had once been Draco Malfoy, he had let that name die when he died. He took on the name they had given him, true they kelp the Draco, but Flame was now the last name. He wanted little to do with his last life; it was no longer who he was.
Draco glanced around the dark room he now slept in. Three years ago he had been sold to a woman who held power above all things. True she was human but she was power hungry and wanted those with power around her. She had been the one to name him Flame, for the passion he held even though most had lost theirs in the time they had been slaves. The room was lavishly decorated, not as much as his mistresses but still well kept, and clean. She had brought him fine things each time he pleased her, she had begun to take him out of the house with her.
She treated him now as a lover, she had the papers binding him to slavery but she no longer called him that. He herd the click of heals on the wood floors in the hall and knew she came once again to him as she did every night. As the door opened he sat up looking for the woman he did not love, did not care for other then she treated him like a lover and no longer a slave. Her soft whisper of his name knew that she wanted him, their was no anger as she held some nights, only need and something more which had been growing in her voice each time she came to him. He smirked in the darkness and held his hand into the brighter light from the door as he spoke in a low tone.
“Come Sarah, I’ve been waiting…”
She stepped inside closing the door; she left her heals by the door as she sprinted towards him. Her skin was cool to the touch but she was already burning inside. Draco felt those passions she held back as her lips met his, they were soft pleading and full. Draco pulled the woman into his arms holding her tightly as if she would be taken away by the softest of winds, her hair fell from the lose tie as she pulled at it. The midnight strands reaching long past her shoulders almost to her hips. Icy blue eyes met his silver in the dark as she pulled back from the kiss her breath already coming in pants.
Draco looked over the woman who held his life in her hands and he felt nothing for her, she was an object, a thing he had to deal with to gain what he wanted. His fingers slid into her hair gently pulling her head back as his mouth found her soft tender neck. A soft moan shuddered from her lips as her body trembled. She burned for Draco’s touch, his skill, and his mouth. All of them made each night and day bearable for the fact she could come home to be with him. She knew she had fallen in love with her slave but she didn’t care, she wanted to be with him always.
Draco pulled Sarah until she lie on the bed where he had been and slowly worked to undress her. The conservative business suit slowly being removed button by button, followed by a kiss to each inch of exposed skin. A soft groan slipped from her lips and Draco’s body responded with more interest then he would normally have had. He didn’t question it, Draco was bisexual and a warm willing body and his own was willing to slid into her warmth, her wet open body. Her bra was a simple black and he purred as he found it to be on with a clasp in the front. He kissed the soft skin above the clasp nipping the skin lightly as his fingers opened her bra letting it fall to the side while he looked over her body.
Draco knew in the dim light she would not be able to see his eyes so he didn’t bother to force hunger into them; he only took his time before lowering his head once more to suckle on a nipple. Sarah moaned deeply as she felt his mouth, his teeth on her nipple and breast. Draco could not hide the grin at her reaction and the soft purr as her fingers glided into his long snowy hair. Her hips rose to rub against his and her eagerness amused him. He enjoyed the fact he gave her pleasure if only for his own ends.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Harry sat in a plush lounge chair in a small coffee house in London. His eyes scanned the morning news looking for anything that might help him on his quest though he never found anything he always tried. He glanced mildly over the paper as his son’s laughter filled his ears as well as the laughter of his boy friend Scorpius. Harry was still amused by the fact his son had fallen in love with the Malfoy boy, but because of that fact he was sitting here in this coffeehouse with both boys while they planned the day’s events in looking for the missing Draco Malfoy.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
((Flash Back.}}
Draco watched his son climb onto the train for Hogwarts he had noticed the golden boy and his friends with all of their children. He had nothing against Potter and his friends anymore, all of that had been a life time ago and he had more on his mind. He nodded to them and turned when he son was out of sight. It was his son’s first year at the school and Draco had many things to do while his son was away. One of them was to find himself, and the joy he had not had in years. As he left the station he made his plans and never looked back on the things he was leaving behind, though not even he knew it would be so long until he saw his son again.
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I know I need a beta people, I have one, this is the easiest way for her to get all of this because my email server hates to let send any emails. So when she gets around to fixing this one I’ll repost it.