Day 2

Draco rolled out of bed, throwing his robe off as he made his way to the bathroom. He went through his normal routine; showering, various exercises to maintain his muscular frame, picking the right outfit to have under his robes and doing his hair. Today however was different, he could feel it. Today was a good day because, he Draco Malfoy, had Harry Potter as his personal slave.

He grabbed a spells book he took out from the library and spread himself out on his bed. He decided last night that he needed to start taking having Potter as his slave seriously. Sure he had humiliated him yesterday but he wanted something more. He wanted to make sure he used every second of every day to his advantage to humiliate and to eventually claim Potter and cross him off his shagging list.

"Wow, someone's up early," Blaise mused as he walked into their room.

"Well today is a new day of torture and delight. Where were you? Actually don't tell me, I'm sure it's too boring for me to pretend to care about," He stated, finally finding the page he was looking for.

"Well someone is in an awfully good mood, did you finally get shagged?" Blaise asked

"For your information, which for some reason everybody seems to know is no, I haven't but I will soon. Actually I found a spell I'm going to use on Potter. You are familiar with the concept of the dark mark right?"

"Um yes, but I'm afraid to know where your thoughts are going,"

"Well I think I might have a way of doing something similar so I can summon Potter. It will appear as an M, but when I place my wand on my own it will reveal on Harry's arm to where I am located in the castle and if I want to know where he is I can have mine reveal where he is. Brilliant right?" He asked, grinning at Blaise's horrified face.

"Right and Potter will just go for this? Will the school be okay with this?"

"Can't see why not," He shrugged "It is just a variation of a Protean charm"

"Of course you don't. You are one cunning evil bastard Draco Malfoy,"

"Aw thank you Blaise, I strive to bring out my Slytherin heritage whenever possible," He said, closing the book and placing it in his bag.

"So what is your plans for Potter, something equally sinister I imagine,"

"My dear Blaise you will find out when my slave finds out, just like I told you yesterday. If I didn't know any better I would think you might be enjoying this too," He said, checking himself over in the mirror again. He hated leaving his room until he knew he was absolutely perfect.

"I'm more worried about you getting expelled for either raping or killing Potter," said Blaise

"Killing Potter wouldn't suit my needs and I like my sexual partners to actually be active in the fucking. I didn't get the title sex god because I raped my sex partners. I either seduced them, or they sought me out. I'll use what I always use to get what I want, my looks. Lets face facts I'm just very good looking" He stated, finally moving away from the mirror to grab his school bag.

"Such modesty Draco," Blaise said, shaking his head.

"Why be modest, it's true. You should know, you slept with me and you don't even like men," He stated, patting Blaise on the back as he made his way toward the door.

"Where are you going? Breakfast isn't for another thirty minutes," Blaise asked

"Well it's eight, and my slave should be here now. I have such a day planned. Oh and Pansy should be done with the outfit I asked for," He said walking out of the room. Moments later he could feel Blaise moving to stand next to him as he made his way down the stairs.

"What outfit?"

"Oh the little outfit I made Pansy make for my slave," He said, giving Blaise his very best Malfoy smirk.

He recalled the conversation he had with Pansy in the library. He was surprised he hadn't thought of it to begin with. He owned Harry for a whole week, why not show off that Harry was in fact his, and his alone. Who knew Pansy's sense of fashion would actually find some other use besides picking out clothes for him to wear. He smiled as he saw Pansy, Crabbe and Goyle were already in the common room. He flopped down on the leather chair facing the two staircases leading to the girls and boys sides.

"Good morning Draco, I already have Harry changing. I left the clothes in my room," Pansy said taking a seat across from him on the couch.

"Have I thanked you for this little idea?" He asked, beckoning for the others to sit around him.

"Yes but I love hearing it again. I think you'll be impressed, I worked really hard, and I added a little touches we didn't discuss that I think you will really like," said Pansy, giggling softly.

"You never fail to impress me with your choices of clothing. If it's a half as slutty as you make me try to dress then I think I'll be pleased," He said, he could only imagine what Harry was going to look like. Too bad most of the time it was going to be covered by his robes but he'd think of a plan to fix that too.

"Where was I when you two were plotting?" Blaise asked.

"I don't know, doing your transfiguration paper I'm sure. You never pay attention but hey you get the first look at my master plan in motion so don't be so sad. I haven't even seen the final product," He said, where the hell was Potter anyway?

"Um Pansy, are you sure this is what Malfoy wanted me to wear. Is this even clothing?"

He looked up to hear a voice coming from the girls staircase. Was it that bad? "Potter get down here, I want to see my slave,"

"No way, this doesn't really cover much and why is there a zipper that goes all the way around,"

"Do it now or I will come there myself and drag you down here. That's an order slave," He said, a zipper that when all the way around. Oh Pansy, you really are a genius.

He watched as Potter came around the wall, a gasp escaped him as he looked Potter over. He was wearing tight black jeans that were ripped, the rips gradually becoming worse as the went up along Potter's body, exposing much of his inner thighs, barely covering Harry's crotch. The shirt was as equally ripped, only one large part that wasn't said in bold black letters PROPERTY OF DRACO MALFOY. He noticed as he moved down the stairs the shirt was also see through. He then saw the zipper that Pansy was talking about.

"Did you charm the zipper like I asked?" He said

"Yes, only you can open it. Of course I did have to make it so Harry could get out of it. If anyone tries to touch him in that general area it zaps them, I thought you would like that," Pansy said, oh yes he did like that very much.

"I'm not your sex slave Malfoy and I am certainly not wearing this," Potter spat, crossing his arms defiantly.

"Oh yes you will because I own you besides someone wasn't complaining of our agreement yesterday," He said, winking as he watched Harry go pale.

"That was wrong and I wasn't feeling like myself," Potter said, he really liked watching him move. Damn maybe he shouldn't have asked for something so revealing, it was stirring some warm feelings in his lower half. "I have a girlfriend,"

"Right, Weaslut. Look I own you so I will do what I want with you. You can deny me all you want but you will sleep with me, it's just what will happen. What a Malfoy wants, he gets. Ask anyone. Now come here, I need to brand you," He said, pulling out the book from his bag.

"Do what to me?" Potter asked, firmly standing still.

"Brand you. I'm sure you are familiar with the dark lords dark mark. Well as my slave I want to know where you are and for you to come to me when I request. So I'm going to mark you," He said, watching as Potter moved away from him.

"NO WAY! Look you may be into the whole letting someone brand you for the rest of your miserable life Malfoy but not me. I will not let you put your fucking brand on me so you can stalk me like a fucking creeper. Fuck you," Potter snarled moving toward the door. Crabbe and Goyle jumped up and blocked the path.

"Wait, do you think I'm a death eater?" He asked, he couldn't help but burst out laughing. Of course Potter was that naive. "Please tell me you really aren't that stupid,"

"Wait, you really aren't a death eater?" Potter asked, turning to face him. "I don't believe you,"

"Of course I'm not, none of us are. Here we'll show you," He said, rolling up his left sleeve. He watched in amusement as Potter walked toward him, kneeling to examine his unmarked pale arm. Potter lightly grabbed a hold of his arm, twisting it, his face getting even closer. He then used his other hand to brush over the skin.

"But I thought..." Potter mumbled still fascinated with his arm. Draco smiled, lightly moving his arm back toward him, his fingers intertwining with Potters. Potter looked up at him, their eyes meeting and he smiled as Harry kept eye contact. With his other hand he slowly took his wand out. As Potter finally broke contact and looked down he gripped his hand and waved his wand over Potter's arm smiling as he saw a large M appear on Potter's skin. "WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO. REVERSE THAT NOW!"

"I warned you, besides it's not permanent I can take it off at weeks end," He said, waving his wand over his so they would be connected. He watched as the same M appeared on his skin "See I have one too,"

"I DON'T CARE IF YOU HAVE ONE! TAKE IT OFF NOW!" Potter screamed, pointing his wand at his face.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you Potter. Wouldn't want a certain teacher not to get a certain pet and then a certain anonymous type enters the ministry and a certain member of the ministry get's a certain teacher fired and probably a certain headmaster suspended, maybe even fired too," He said, watching as Harry went slightly pale. "I'm sure you don't want certain people running the school, they might be supporters of a certain dark lord,"

"Oh just listen to him Harrykins, he's easier to deal with when he gets his way," Pansy stated, standing up and patting Potter on the shoulder comfortingly. Draco seethed, why in such as short time did she get attached to scar head. He was his golden boy, no one elses. Why else would he waste a thousand galleons? This was his slave, and he could no whatever he wanted. He wished Pansy would see him as a slave, not some pet project or something.

"I am not comfortable with this," Potter stated, finally calming down.

"That is sort of the idea. Besides I bought you for quite a large sum and I intend to get my moneys worth," He stated, grabbing his school bag as he headed to the door.

"Oh come on, to you a thousand galleons is like your weekly allowance. You spend more on clothing and personal grooming products in a month," Pansy stated, he could feel himself redden. He didn't spend that much money on things like that but she had a point. A thousand galleons was nothing to him, didn't mean it wasn't a large amount.

"Do you really spend that much on yourself to look good?" Potter asked, following to catch up. He watched as he threw on his robes over his new found slave outfit.

"Shut up Potter," He snarled, this was going to be a long day.

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"Where do you think you are going?"

Harry sighed, looking over at Malfoy, or his master or whatever Malfoy thought of himself as. He just wanted to sit with his friends and never, ever see Draco Malfoy again. Why did he have to be mean to Malfoy in first year, this could have been all avoided if he either been friends with Malfoy or at least didn't antagonize the guy all the time.

What the hell was with the tattoo and the creepy possessive outfit. Sure he knew Malfoy eventually wanted to jump his pants but why spend a thousand galleons just to have sex and humiliate him. Jeez the guy got to that most of the time anyway and having sex with him, well all he had to do was ask. Not that he'd ever go for it. Or at least he liked to tell himself that. Who hasn't at least considered shagging Malfoy he thought. He was sort of attractive in the evil, dreamy sort of way. What the hell was wrong with him? Stupid Malfoy with his stupid mouth and his stupid hands.

"I don't know Malfoy, maybe to go and eat at the Gryffindor table like I usually do every day. It's not like I can run from you, you have me tracked remember?" He stated, crossing his arms. "Or is being away from me so hard?"

"No of course not but you are my slave and remember yesterday? Besides watching most of the Slytherin table makes me feel all warm inside" Malfoy stated, leaning in to whisper in his ear "Or do you want the whole school seeing your lovely outfit?"

"Draco," Pansy called, Harry sighed in relief. He couldn't believe he was thankful to see Pansy Parkinson. Where had she gone anyway? She was with them a moment ago.

"What? I was torturing Potter, this better be important," Malfoy snarled, Pansy passing him a note.

"Someone gave me this to give to you. Some of these Gryffindors are getting bolder" Pansy said winking at him. Harry looked between the two in confusion. He watched as Malfoy opened the note, a small smile appearing on his lips.

"Well I do have Potter attached at the hip this week. Speaking of my slave do you mind taking him to our table while I make these plans," Malfoy stated, stalking off toward the Gryffindor tower.

"What plans? What does that even mean?" He asked, as he walked with Pansy toward the Slytherin table.

"Oh sweetie you really don't know, do you? That's so cute," Pansy said, taking a seat at the Slytherin bench, he sat beside her. "Draco has some useful talents people like to indulge in on occasion if you know what I mean,"

"What do I not know? He uses dark magic for people or something?" He asked, Pansy giggled.

"No not that," Pansy replied

"Then what? What do I not know? No Gryffindor would want to actually spend time with Malfoy of all people. Even if they did I think I would know,"

"Unless they wanted to have sex with Malfoy, or do you all talk about your sex lives. Draco is the sex god after all," Pansy stated, he slowly went pale.

"Wait, people actually want to have sex with Malfoy?"

"You make it sound like a bad thing Potter. If I recall, you were the one begging for it yesterday. Think of all the things I can do with my hands and mouth Potter and them imagine that on other parts of the body. Then you might see why people shag me,"

He shivered as Malfoy's breath tickled the inside of his ear. He then jumped as Malfoy licked the inside of his ear and his hands running down his chest. Before he could say anything Malfoy stopped completely and swung around to place himself into his lap.

"Get off,"

"I'll do whatever I want to you Potter or do I really need to remind you every thirty seconds that you are my slave blah blah Hagrid fired blah blah I paid good money blah blah. Besides you make quite the comfortable chair. Now feed me,"

"Excuse me!?"

"I'm waiting," Draco stated, leaning onto him, he could smell Draco's cologne and couldn't help but notice how intoxicating it was. It brought back memories of yesterday. He really didn't need to remember yesterday. He sighed, leaning on to Malfoy so he could reach over and start cutting the food on Malfoy's plate.

"So what Gryffindor wants to sleep with you anyway?" He asked.

"Oh do I hear jealousy?" Malfoy asked, looking over at him. He couldn't help but notice how close Malfoy's face was to his.

"No just curious," He said, bring the fork toward Malfoy. He watched as Malfoy leaned over, his mouth wrapped around the fork, his eyes never leaving his.

"Well Potter I can't really just tell you. Some people don't want their sex lives being broadcasted to the whole school,"

"Right says the guy who loves bragging about everything. Or are you embarrassed to be doing a Gryffindor?"

"I am not embarrassed they just happen to be useful to me at the moment and if I indulge in who they are they will be of no use anymore. When they become useless to me I will more than pleased to tell you and your other annoying Gryffindor prat friends. Does it hurt that your precious Gryffindors find me better looking than you? You jealous I get laid more than you?"

"Am I jealous that you are a slut? No not really,"

"I am not a slut,"

"Oh sorry, is whore a better word then?"

He couldn't help but laugh as Malfoy started to go red. Pansy was sitting next to him laughing, even Blaise had a smirk on his face.

"Shut up slave or I'll make you strip naked and fuck you in front everyone,"

This time he was the one who went red. Malfoy had a satisfied grin on his face as he raised his cup to his lips.

"Aw now we aren't so confidant are we? Remember Potter anything bad you say or do I can do to you ten times worse. Besides if you defy me I will collect my money back. Besides we wouldn't want all the Gryffindors sad because you couldn't handle me for one week. What would they think?"

Malfoy made a good point. If he could handle what Voldemort sent to him he could handle little old Draco Malfoy. Of course Voldemort just wanted him dead, Malfoy wanted to fuck, humiliate and make him beg for his life. Malfoy could almost be considered more sadistic than Voldemort.

"Fuck you,"

"I plan to,"

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Harry sighed, finally he was in class where Malfoy couldn't completely humiliate him. This was transfiguration after all, and Professor McGonagall was his head of house. He knew as much as Malfoy loved destroying him, he knew he wouldn't want to get a detention. He looked behind him to see the silver haired git giving him the most diabolical look. Upon locking eyes Malfoy winked at him, pointing at the M on his arm. Maybe he would get a detention after all. .

"Alright students is everything clear. The spell is fairly simple. Lets all pair up into threes. We do have an uneven amount of Slytherins and Gryffindors. Would any Slytherin be willing to work with two Gryffindors?"

Harry snorted, yeah right. Slytherins working with Gryffindors willingly. That was like Snape actually being nice to him. Not happening.

"Mr. Malfoy are you volunteering?"

Harry wiped his head around to see that indeed Malfoy had raised his hand. Oh for the love of Merlin, could he have a moment of peace without that git glued to him.

"Yeah I don't mind besides I did sponsor their little people auction and I did buy Harry after all. We can work together with Hermione, I mean as long as Harry is okay with it," Malfoy stated, he jumped as he felt Malfoy behind him, He leaned in, his mouth next to his ear "You will be okay with this Potter or say goodbye to your robes,"

He paled, he could only nod at Professor McGonagall.

"Hey what about me? I was going to work with them," Ron said, Malfoy only gripping his shoulders tighter.

"Mr Weasley you can find another group I'm sure. Not everyday do we see a Slytherin actually volunteer to be partners with Gryffindors. Mr. Malfoy no funny business, if I see you do anything that upsets Mr. Potter or Miss Granger I will have you sent to the headmasters office, got it?"

"Of course, I wouldn't dare," Malfoy stated, taking his seat next to him as Ron stood up. "Goodbye Weasley thanks for taking this so well,"

"I don't have a choice," Ron snarled but Harry watched as Malfoy waved as Professor McGonagall ushered him to the other side of the room.

"Look Malfoy I won't take you bullying Harry all class, I will say something to Professor McGonagall," Hermione snarled, he smiled. Good old Hermione to stand up for him, at least he had someone else who hated Malfoy just as much as him.

"Oh Hermione you can drop the act now, no one is watching," said Malfoy

"Act?" He asked, looking between the two of them. Was there something he didn't know.

"Yeah Hermione and I pair up all the time in our advanced Arithmancy class," said Malfoy.

"What?!" He exclaimed. "You're in that class? How the hell did you even manage to get into that class,"

"Oh come on Potter really? You really don't think that I'm as dense as most of Hogwarts do you?' Malfoy said, shaking his head at him. He then turned to look at Hermione "You never told him Hermione?"

Yeah why hadn't she told him? He looked over at Hermione. He raised an eyebrow as he noticed that she was blushing.

"Well I mean there was just never the right time to mention it you know?" Hermione said, he watched curiously as she looked away.

"Wait do you mean the same Slytherin you said you worked with that you thought was cute" He said, looking between the two of them "Please tell me it was another Slytherin"

"I'm the only Slytherin in that class Potter, there is after all only six other students in that class. Not many people have the grades for the class or are able to handle the work load,"

"I know, have you seen Ferris lately? I don't think she can handle another class, every time she comes out it looks like it's killing her," Hermione giggled, a smiled graced Malfoy's lips. What the hell was going on with these two.

"I know but she after all is the only Hufflepuff and come on we all know how smart Hufflepuffs are I mean look at the history books. I don't understand why people find it so difficult, look at us two. We manage to do perfectly fine and we both have to use time turners to get to the class because of our full work load,"

"Oh I know, it's my favourite class. I think we are the only two who actually can follow along with Professor Vector,"

"Hold on, the school actually gave you a time turner?" He asked, completely disturbed at the relationship between the two of them.

"Keep up Potter, yes I have a time turner. So is it true then? Do you really think I'm cute," Malfoy asked, a smile gracing his lips. He watched in utter horror as Hermione went red again and bit her lip.

"Well maybe a little I mean you know in um a blonde sort of a way," Hermione rambled, he'd never heard her say anything so unintelligent.

"I'm flattered since it's coming from such a beautiful Gryffindor," Malfoy said, winking at Hermione who just blushed even more and twirled her hair with her finger.

Harry just rolled his eyes in dismay. What the hell? This was just disturbing. When in the hell did these two ever become close? When did Hermione ever decide that being partners with the ferret was a good idea?

"Can you two be more disgusting?" He snarled

"Oh get over it Harry. I partner with Draco and we are sort of acquainted. I never told you because I knew you'd take it this way, same with Ron, you two never give anybody a second chance," Hermione snarled, rolling her eyes at him. Malfoy just looked at him with the most satisfied grin on his face.

"But he's evil. I mean he's called you a mudblood several times," He protested

"Yeah and I've punched him in the face. You get over things," Hermione stated, "Besides Draco isn't all that bad,"

"He made me his slave," He protested again, Draco and Hermione just rolled their eyes at him. Why was Hermione siding with Draco Malfoy of all people? Jeez maybe Pansy had a point about not knowing the Gryffindors as well as he thought. Apparently he didn't even know his own friends. She was probably sleeping with him too. She probably gave him the note. Maybe they had a secret relationship on the side that he didn't know about.

"Oh Harry stop being so dramatic, Draco can't make you his slave. Yes he bought you but he can't force you to do anything you don't want to do. Look it doesn't matter anyway, I'm not getting in the middle of your fights,"

"Mr. Malfoy's group, you guys haven't done anything. Let's see those wands," Professor McGonagall called before he could reply. "I know at least two of you shouldn't find it challenging since you Mr. Malfoy and Miss Granger have the top marks in this class. Maybe you want to stop talking and show the class how to do the transfiguration correctly,"

Harry again rolled his eyes. Of course Malfoy had the top marks, apparently he takes advanced classes with Hermione. He apparently had a time turner too. He really knew absolutely nothing about Malfoy except that he was a stuck up pureblood git who he hated. Very much.

"Shall we," Malfoy said to Hermione who nodded and both of them pulled out their wands. Hermione waved her wand and made the book in front of them into a small bird. He watched as the bird flew around the room frantically, Malfoy just watched for a moment with his wand pointed. He then waved his wand at the precise moment and it turned back into a book, falling to almost hit him in the head, back onto their table. He snarled glaring at Malfoy who only smirked and shrugged.

"Excellent work, 50 points to Slytherin and 50 points to Gryffindor and another 100 points to both Gryffindor and Slytherin for that impressive team work. Make sure the rest of you can perfect that spell by tomorrows class. You may be dismissed,"

"Well I'm leaving, I need to go to library. See you in Arithmancy Draco. See you later Harry," Hermione said, rushing out of class.

"Bye Hermione," Malfoy waved, his eyes however on him as he waved.

"You can cut the act now Malfoy I know you hate Hermione, you are after all a pureblood twat," He snarled as the both of them made their way out of the classroom.

"Aw you hurt my feelings Potter, Granger and I are such good friends now,"

"Yeah and how did you manipulate her into thinking that? Under some dark spell I'm sure, knowing you,"

"Does it kill you that we are friends Potter, I can just see you dripping with jealousy and anger,"

"Just answer the question Malfoy,"

"No just pure manipulation my dear Potter. We Slytherins are known to be cunning after all. Worked in my favor too. See when it first started I thought hey I could use Granger to get information on you which wow you wouldn't believe what I know now. Then when she talked about trying to raise money I may have mentioned a people auction,"

He stopped, staring at Malfoy who had the most priceless Malfoy smirk on his face. So this was all Malfoys fault that he was his slave. No way, she wouldn't take ideas from him. Or would she. They were apparently friends now, or at least secret friends. Who knew what else they were.

"No way I don't believe you,"

"Think about it Potter, why would I have so much galleons on hand if I hadn't known about your people auction in advance,"

"You're rich I'm sure you have thousands stashed places,"

"Aw cute but no. Besides how would I know you would be auctioned, I mean I wouldn't have bought anyone else,"

"Right because what you slept with everyone else in Gryffindor besides me. You sleeping with Hermione too. Is she the one who gave you the note?"

He watched as Malfoy burst out laughing, holding on to the castle wall for support. He crossed his arms and rolled his eyes as it lasted for several minutes. What it was a legitimate question. What was he supposed to think.

"Oh Merlin you really are jealous Potter. You scared I'm stealing all your friends. Worried I've slept with them all too. You really are dense. Think about it seriously for a moment. Why would Granger send me a note when she could flirt with me in Arithmancy and ask me there?"

Before he could reply Malfoy opened a broom closet door, pulling him inside with him. Malfoy waved a wand making the room illuminate. He tried to open the door to get out but Malfoy charmed that locked and then waved his wand a few more times doing who knows what to the room. He then turned to face him, the same look on his face he had when he brought he to him bedroom. Not a good sign he thought.

"I'm bored of talking. Why don't I just show you what that mysterious Gryffindor you are so interested about wants from me," Malfoy said, taking a step closer to him. He took a step back, hitting the wall behind him, making the shelf above him rattle.

"Let me out Malfoy," He snarled,taking out his wand, only to have it taken out of his hand and placed it on the shelf above him. He looked into his eyes and he gulped, he really didn't like the look he was giving him. "Malfoy whatever your little twisted head is thinking, please stop,"

It didn't matter, seconds later Malfoy pounced, throwing him hard against the wall behind him, making the contents of the shelves fall around them. Before he could wince Malfoy had his lips firmly attached to his neck sending some warm feelings all over his body. Hands quickly followed and all he could do was throw his head back, biting back a moan. Seconds later his robes were ripped off his body, exposing his Malfoy approved garments.

"Damn Pansy did such a good job on these," Malfoy whispered into his neck as he pressed himself onto him, his manicured hands going into the rips touching his cold bare skin. He hissed, arching into Malfoy's warm body.

"We.. can't... I... can't," He gasped out, trying to push Malfoy off him, he couldn't.

"Shhh just relax and enjoy it," Malfoy whispered, his lips ghosting over his ear as his hands slithered over his body. His lips trailed down his neck, teeth and tongue following closely behind.

"Malfoy... please...we can't," He gasped between trying to fight back very loud, and very unwelcomed moans.

"Slave remember? You do whatever I want," Malfoy whispered, tilting his head, looking up at him. His fingers one by one walked up his chest, a very devious smirk crawled on to his face

"Look I'm not shagging you, yesterday was a complete mistake. I blame your ungodly talent of seduction," He said, finally pulling Malfoy off, sort of missing the heat Malfoy's body gave him.

"Who said you had a choice in the matter?"

"So what you going to rape me then?"

"Please Potter, don't be so dramatic. I told you yesterday what you were for. Now just shut up and enjoy it,"

Malfoy smirked, taking a step toward him, his fingers wrapping themselves inside the pieces of fabric. He shivered as Malfoy stared at him, a very evil glint sparkled in his silver eyes.

"Make me Malfoy. I dare you," He snarled, untangling Malfoy's fingers from his shirt. Or really Malfoy's shirt.

"Oh I will Potter but right now I'd like to see what other purposes that pretty little mouth of yours has,"

"Me too, like maybe a nice dark curse to shut you up!"

"See I was thinking something more enjoyable. I'd like to see them wrapped around my dick"

Harry gasped, all the anger inside of him disappearing completely. Was Malfoy serious? He watched as Malfoy took off his robes, placing them neatly on a very convenient hook beside him. He then watched in shock as Malfoy undid his belt, undoing his black dress pants. Malfoy then looked at him, his hands on his hips.

"Well lets go Potter, I'm not waiting all day,"

"You're serious,"

"No Potter I'm joking I just like undo my pants for fun. Sometimes I take them off completely and dance around. Of course I'm serious you blithering twat. Now get on your knees,"

He just stood there in complete shock. What was happening? Malfoy really wasn't serious was he? Sure he talked big but really, he wouldn't force him? He'd never even gone that far with a guy before. He'd never really gone with a guy at all. He really didn't know how. It didn't matter, he wasn't doing it. He glanced down at Malfoy's unbuttoned pants then back up. How was he supposed to get out of this. He wasn't going to have to do this was he? No way, he would just bite him if he got in near his mouth. That would teach him.

"Seriously Potter, getting drafty,"

"You are fucking nuts Malfoy, no way. Let me out right now," He snarled but before he could move Malfoy had his wand pointed at him and he felt himself going on his knees.

"See was that so hard? It's so much better when you behave," Malfoy said, now towering over him. He lightly patted him on the head making his eye line now directly with Draco's unbuttoned crotch. He moved his head away, on to have Draco tilt his head to face him. "Come on Potter don't tell me you've never seen another guys dick before,"

"I have just not from this angle," He said, a chuckle erupting out of Malfoy "Look please I'm sorry. Please don't make me do this,"

"Why shouldn't I?"

"Because I'm dating Ginny, besides you must have some morals. I'm sure you don't want to you know force me to do that," He said, looking up at Malfoy trying to plead with Draco's sanity.

He watched as Malfoy just laughed stepping back to do up his pants. He sighed in relief but soon found himself still stuck on his knees on the floor.

"Really you want me to stop because of that ginger slut? Do I really have to tell you again, she's a cheater. A whore. She'll do anything that walks," Draco snarled, throwing on his robes.

"She would never cheat on me,"

"Oh yes she would, I've even slept with her. Not a proud moment I will admit,"

Harry couldn't help but to start laughing at the whole thing. Of course Malfoy would say something like that. Now he knew for sure the git was lying about the whole thing. Ginny hated Malfoy, hated him as much as her brother. She'd never, ever consider the thought of sleeping with the ferret let alone actually do the deed.

"Oh Malfoy what delusions do you suffer from? Ginny hates you, almost as much as I do. She'd never sleep with you,"

"You know it's funny, a lot of Gryffindors say that when they're with their other annoying little Gryffindor prat friends. You would be amazed at how many when they're alone change their alliances. I mean let's face the facts here, all the other houses are a little bit more prudish then we are. Besides that, on a personal level: I'm good looking, I'm charming in my own sort of way and I'm amazing in the sack. So why wouldn't she? Besides you haven't slept with her yet, where else will she get her needs taken care of,"

"How the hell do you know that I haven't slept with Ginny?

He tilted his head up toward Malfoy. How the hell was that any of his business anyway? He was just waiting for the right moment after all, he really didn't want to deflower his best mate's sister. He would be furious, especially with his thoughts of leaving her. Of course he would never tell that to Malfoy, only more reason for him to rape him at any given second of the day.

"It's fairly obvious Potter, your relationship lacks... a certain element. Besides the way she throws herself at you, it's plain to see she wants you to stick it to her hard. "

"Don't talk about her that way Malfoy!," He snarled, glaring up at the git who just grinned down at him.

"Fine whatever, look I have potions homework that I need to convince someone else of doing and besides this is getting rather dull. I guess I'll see you later then," Malfoy suddenly said, buttoning up his robes.

"Really that's it? I thought the sole purpose of me being your slave was for sexual purposes. What now you are just going to let me go?" He asked, watching as Malfoy opened the door.

"What so you want me to fuck you Potter? Make up your mind, you were the one begging me not to, I mean you said you have Weaslette and I had morals and what not. Besides I'm bored and there is plenty of willing people I can shag. See you later," Malfoy said, starting to walk away.

"Hey Malfoy you forget something?" He snarled, watching Malfoy turn back, a devilish smirk crawling on his lips. He pointed at his bent knees.

"Oh I didn't forget anything. That charm has an expiration. If only you did what I said golden boy, you wouldn't be in such a predicament. Well I have to go, homework and shagging and all, Enjoy the broom closet,"

He watched as the annoying Slytherin git walked away, his evil chuckle echoing in the corridors. Fucking Malfoy, fucking Hagrid. Fucking dragon. Fucking people auction. Fucking Malfoy, he was going to get the arsehole back, one way or another.

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Draco Malfoy watched in delight as his best friend, Blaise came running toward him down the corridors,Pansy closely following behind. He mockingly bowed as some of the Slytherin students clapped for him as he turned the corner toward the Slytherin entrance.

"Draco we've been looking for you for almost an hour. Did you seriously leave Potter in a broom closet, trapped on his knees?" Blaise asked, taking his place on his right side, Pansy quickly taking the other side "We've heard so many rumors all morning. So is it true? I better not have almost got jinxed by the redheaded golden trio member for nothing."

"Yeah it's true. Left him there all bewildered. You should have seen it, priceless," He grinned, high-fiving Blaise as they walked into common room. The whole room went into a thunderous applause, he couldn't help but mock bow again. Crabbe and Goyle quickly hoisted him up, parading him around the room.

"MALFOY. MALFOY. HE'S OUR PRINCE. NO ONE CAN TOUCH HIM, NOT EVEN THE GRYFFINDOR DINSE,"

Draco just laughed, finally being put down in his favorite black leather chair. Pansy and Blaise had taken their usual seats across from him, Crabbe and Goyle ushering the crowd along.

"Come on, come on details. We want to hear EVERYTHING!" Pansy exclaimed, four sets of eyes focused directly at him. He smiled leaning against the chair. "Did you shag him? He must have blown you at least?"

"A man never reveals such secrets," He stated, watching as all his friends rolled their eyes at him.

"Dray don't go soft on us now. Come on all morning we've heard rumors from him blowing you to professor Snape. We all know it was you Draco, only you would use such magic. Come on, come on spill, you love boasting," Pansy exclaimed.

"Honestly, nothing happened. Stupid prat. I mean seriously I tested him out yesterday, you know figuring out if at least I had a shot. Melted in my arms. So I test it out today but he flips out. Talking about that stupid Weasley slut and how they are together. So, frustrated, physically and sexually I leave him there, on his knees while I go deal with my little problem. I mean really, the mention of that red headed blood traitorous slut just makes my skin crawl. Really makes you lose your interest," He stated.

"But you slept with her a few weeks ago didn't you?" Blaise asked

"Yeah and that was because I lost a bet to Nott. She was awful but that's not the point. He's just so righteous, it's pretty obvious that relationship is over, so I don't see why he doesn't just dump her and let me shag him," Draco said, crossing his arms and throwing his legs over the armrest.

"Well this is Harry Potter we're talking about and he is dating his best mates sister. Do really think that would go over well with the Weasel, breaking his little sisters heart. Don't think so. Potter is too noble and good to do that, I figured you knew that Draco," Blaise stated, he hated when he was right. Sure he knew Potter was too noble to do anything but still, he figured like so many others, he might just fold and cheat on the slut anyway.

"So what do I do now? I mean humiliating him is fun and all, and today was just priceless but I want what I want. I will shag him, no one will get in my way," He stated " I will find a way to break them up,"

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Harry smiled as his hand wrapped around the snitch, turning to fly around the Quidditch pitch. He watched as his team members practiced around the pitch. He knew for sure they were going to win the Quidditch cup and he could shove that it Malfoy's face. Fucking twat. He would never forget what that ponce did to him today. Really he had to stay in that broom closet for almost a half an hour on his knees as he swore somehow the entire Slytherin house came and laughed at him. Finally Hermione and Ron came and rescued him. He was going to get that git back for it, he promised that much.

"Fuck" He breathed as his arm started burning. He gripped it tightly as he navigated himself down toward the ground. He fell off as he reached the ground rolling up his sleeve. He watched in horror as the large M Malfoy decided to imprint on him started to move, the ink forming into smaller letters. This was another thing he was going to get Malfoy back for.

"Harry you okay?"

He looked up to see Fred and George landing near him, the rest of the team looking down at him with concern. He half smiled, seating up as the pain subsided.

"Yeah I'm fine, Malfoy is just summoning me," He muttered, Fred and George rushed to help him up.

"Are you really going to talk to that git after what he did today? Fuck him, you have practice," George said, Fred nodding in agreement.

"Love to but you know Malfoy he'll make it into a big thing and I really don't need to be the reason that Hagrid gets fired," said Harry as he grabbed his broom. "See you guys later,"

He walked off the pitch toward the Gryffindor changing rooms. He looked down at his arm, black lettering reading Slytherin Changing Room. He groaned, taking off his gear, replacing it with his slave outfit, quickly putting his robes over top.

He quickly made his way down the hall toward the Slytherin changing rooms. He swore he was going to tell off Malfoy. Fucking twat, probably had some fucked up sex thing waiting for him in his changing room. Knowing Malfoy he probably had his own room with a bed and everything. Merlin knows he probably slept with the entire Slytherin Quidditch team.

"Look Malfoy whatever fucked up thing you are thinking I am not..." He said as he walked into the Slytherin changing room. His mouth fell open as he looked into the large room.

He watched in horror as his girlfriend was being pushed against a Slytherin locker, one of the Hufflepuff chasers, Zachariah Smith on to of her. Her one leg was wrapped around his, he was plowing into her quickly, his lips firmly attached to her neck. Her eyes were closed, head back matching his every stride. Obviously they hadn't seen him because they were still going full force.

"Potter is that you? Hey I'm in here,"

He turned to see Draco Malfoy walking out of the Slytherin captains room shirtless. He beckoned him to come in but all he could do was nod toward the Slytherin changing room. He watched as Malfoy moved toward him, shock written on his face as he came upon what he had seen seconds ago. Then an evil smirk graced his lips.

"Hey Smith why don't take your slut somewhere else. The Slytherin changing rooms are for as you might guess by the name Slytherins only," Malfoy stated, Harry watched as Zachariah stop completely. He quickly hid behind the door so Ginny wouldn't see him.

"Shut up Malfoy, I'm no slut," He heard Ginny call.

"Ah come on Malfoy just this once. The Hufflepuff doors are locked and I forgot the key," Zachariah said, he snorted. Stupid Hufflepuff git.

"Look Smith I don't like you, never have, never will. So why would I ever help you. Get out now, or I'll tell Potter and he'll deal with you himself. I'm sure he'll do more to you then me kicking you out," Malfoy said, glancing at him for a moment. Malfoy winked at him. Yeah he was going to do something bad, especially to Ginny.

"Right Potter would never believe you Malfoy. He hates you, everyone knows that. Besides I'll tell him you slept with her instead. Who do you think he'll believe?" Smith said.

"Look shut up Zac, we'll leave. You win Malfoy you happy?" Ginny spat.

"No not completely. See I know Potter will believe me. Why? Because I know he has practice today and I know that I called him here moments ago to meet me at my office before the Slytherin practice in a half hour," Draco stated, he shook his head madly at Malfoy. He didn't want them to know he was here. "Oh don't be shy Potter, she's the slut here. She cheated on you,"

He sighed, Malfoy had a point. He slowly moved to stand next to Malfoy, watching both their faces went pale. Malfoy just beamed at all of them.

"Harry it isn't what it looks like, I..." Ginny started, Malfoy burst out laughing making Ginny stop and glare at him.

"Shut up Ginny, do you know how sad it is when Malfoy out of all people is right. He told me you cheat on me and I didn't believe him. Funny I guess he's probably telling the truth when he told me he shagged you too. Who else have you slept with that I know. Half the school? You must have since last time I checked Malfoy would be the last person you would ever sleep with? Guess that was a lie too," Harry snarled, he could feel the anger radiating off him.

"He's lying Harry, I would never sleep with Malfoy," Ginny stammered, tears falling down her cheeks.

"Look Malfoy I guess I owe you an apology,"

"No worries Potter, I wouldn't have believe me either. We are enemies after all. Well I guess I'll leave you to deal with..."

"Actually no I want you to stay," He said turning to Ginny "Look Ginny obviously it's over. You will explain to your brother why, and the full truth, no lies. And Malfoy to make it up to you, I'm going to walk away and if you want to jinx them or something for shagging in your changing room I won't stop you. I know your feelings for the Weaslut or whatever you call her. See you later Draco,"

He smiled as he saw the shock in Malfoy's eyes as he called him by his first name. He turned, glancing to see both of them looking from him to Malfoy with fearful looks. He couldn't blame them, Malfoy was never someone you wanted on your bad side.

"Wait come on Harry can't we..." Ginny started, Malfoy waving his wand making her stop talking.

"Anything specific you want Potter?" Malfoy asked.

"I'm sure whatever you think of will be quite humiliating. I mean isn't the entire Slytherin Quidditch team coming soon for practice? And I know how you feel about an audience for your schemes," He said, waving at them all as he walked away.

Sure maybe he shouldn't have left them in the hands of Draco Malfoy but he didn't care at the moment. Hell he didn't even care Malfoy was his owner. He couldn't believe Malfoy was right. Ginny was a slut, well at least this way Ron wouldn't be mad that they had broken up. Well at least now he didn't need to feel so guilty about his encounters with Malfoy.

Anyway, that's it. Thank you so much for reading, please review, I would be very happy if you did :) The next chapter is going to take some time to upload, since I'm working on my other stories at the moment, hopefully I'll be publishing my new one soon. Anyway thank you again for reading, please review / follow / favorite, whatever floats your boat, just makes me happy knowing people are reading.