Yo Dudes. More Stuffu for while the other stuffu takes way too longu to do-u >_> (how can you tell I've been watching too much anime lately?)


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Disclaimer - This story is based on characters and situationscreated and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended. [This disclaimer was nicked from the Restricted Section.]

Summary: Harry and Draco discover the hard way what things people can and can't take from you... And what you can create for yourself.

Pairings: (eventually) Harry/Draco, Draco/Voldemort, (maybe some others I haven't thought about yet)

Warnings: (eventually) Rated R18 (NC17), Darkfic, rape, MPREG, torture, slash, sexxxx.








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There were Death Eaters in the house.

Admittedly, traditionally this wouldn’t really be a problem, but ever since the rat Wormtail had betrayed them all, Draco’s father had been on tender ice with the Dark Lord and there was something ominous in the air tonight.

Draco had stood at his window and watched as thirteen Death Eaters -garbed in the red robes that marked them as Enforcers- Apparated into the front courtyard of Malfoy Manor, led by the red and black-garbed demon, Sirius Black. Draco had watched as his father welcomed them into the house, and listened to the silence that had held the house in stillness ever since.

A crash broke the quiet, a door opened somewhere and Draco froze at hearing his mother’s shriek, “How can you do this, Lucius, he’s your son!”

Draco’s fingers tightened around his wand, but he didn’t bother to try and run; there was nowhere he could go.

He was facing the door when it opened to reveal the dispassionate eyes of Sirius Black, eyes that dark magic had totally obscured with black ink; both irises and whites. “Draco. Your master has summoned you.” he said.

Draco took the time to spare a glance to his father who stood just outside the door, the look said, ‘Don’t think you’re going to get away with this so lightly,’ before Draco nodded to Black, “Then I must answer.” He said.

He didn’t see his mother on the way out.


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