Turned to Cold
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
4
Views:
2,084
Reviews:
9
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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Turned to Cold (Part 1)
A/N: This is one of my favourite stories i've written. I really enjoyed writing this, been working on it for about a week. Please tell me what you think about it, Good or bad. criticism is good :D enjoy.
"You must kill the boy. If you choose to disobey me, i will drink your blood by the galleons, if you do as I say you will be granted vastly." Said Voldemort to a now, even more paler than usual Malfoy.
"Wh-what? Why- but you- how?" stumbled Draco.
"Kill the boy, with him still alive I cannot kill willingly, there is a unique bond between me and the boy, and once broken, he will not be able to see what im seeing, feel what im feeling, nor vice versa."
"But you can't you just try occlu-"
"Do you think I am stupid!? I've tried everything. Do not fail on me Malfoy. Or I will have your whole family killed. It can not be that hard for someone who is so close to the boy, now can it?" Spat Voldemort. Clearly depicting the fact that Draco and Harry had history together.
"What do you mean by that? We aren't-"
"Silence! I know where you go every night, I know what you do for your own sick pleasure! Do you remember back to the night when you so willingly drank my blood? Well, someone who has only a slight fraction of there soul left leaves a very distinct, and very traceable blood pattern. Basically, I've been watching you"
Draco didn't know wether to dwell on the subject of Voldemort watching him fuck Harry, or to just push it out of his mind. Voldemort had seen the confusion on his face.
"Draco! Just kill the fucking boy." Spat Voldemort. He made it seem as if it was the most simplest thing in the world, as if it could be done with the slightest touch.
"Im underage... I can't perform any of that magic out side of school! I'll be caught by the ministry of magic."
"Do it, by the end of the week. Or i will have you killed, or worse put in azkaban."
"It's friday! Thats two days!"
"Do it. Or your family dies. Choice is yours, if your not even going to try, I can give you to a Dementor right now if you prefer?"
Draco shuddered. The thought of those deathly lips kissing him was enough to make him kill his fuck buddy.
"Fine. I will k-"
He never got to finish. Voldemort disapparated mid-sentence.
"You must kill the boy. If you choose to disobey me, i will drink your blood by the galleons, if you do as I say you will be granted vastly." Said Voldemort to a now, even more paler than usual Malfoy.
"Wh-what? Why- but you- how?" stumbled Draco.
"Kill the boy, with him still alive I cannot kill willingly, there is a unique bond between me and the boy, and once broken, he will not be able to see what im seeing, feel what im feeling, nor vice versa."
"But you can't you just try occlu-"
"Do you think I am stupid!? I've tried everything. Do not fail on me Malfoy. Or I will have your whole family killed. It can not be that hard for someone who is so close to the boy, now can it?" Spat Voldemort. Clearly depicting the fact that Draco and Harry had history together.
"What do you mean by that? We aren't-"
"Silence! I know where you go every night, I know what you do for your own sick pleasure! Do you remember back to the night when you so willingly drank my blood? Well, someone who has only a slight fraction of there soul left leaves a very distinct, and very traceable blood pattern. Basically, I've been watching you"
Draco didn't know wether to dwell on the subject of Voldemort watching him fuck Harry, or to just push it out of his mind. Voldemort had seen the confusion on his face.
"Draco! Just kill the fucking boy." Spat Voldemort. He made it seem as if it was the most simplest thing in the world, as if it could be done with the slightest touch.
"Im underage... I can't perform any of that magic out side of school! I'll be caught by the ministry of magic."
"Do it, by the end of the week. Or i will have you killed, or worse put in azkaban."
"It's friday! Thats two days!"
"Do it. Or your family dies. Choice is yours, if your not even going to try, I can give you to a Dementor right now if you prefer?"
Draco shuddered. The thought of those deathly lips kissing him was enough to make him kill his fuck buddy.
"Fine. I will k-"
He never got to finish. Voldemort disapparated mid-sentence.