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This is the sequel to my fic My Daddy, which should most definitely be read first. WARNINGS: Bestiality, slash, underage sex, language, mention of sexual/physical/mental/emotional abuse from father to son, and teacher to student. If youve read My Daddy then you should know the rest of all the warnings and such that were posted there. They hold true for this as well. As usual, I do not own the Harry Potter characters, and if I did well, I wont go there. No, they happily belong to J.K. Rowling who is a Goddess- and I will give them back when Im done. No copyright infringement or disrespect is at all intended. And I have no money, so obviously, Im not making a profit off this fic. Ten spaces to hit the back button if anything listed above isnt your cup of tea. * by T.K. Yuy (Teek) I wasnt entirely sure what made me do it. Letting Draco call me daddy when we were messing around. When we first talked about it, he just shrugged, and said that hed never had a loving relationship with his father which I had of course known before hand- and he guessed that he just needed to block that out. Block it with some one who was undoubtedly more loving with him. I had made love to him that day. It was the first time wed done anything that he hadnt used daddy once. Draco Malfoys not crazy, just affection deprived and love-starved. And Gods, I love him. Remus said we should get Albus I dont call him Professor or Headmaster Dumbledore any more, not since I was inducted into the order- to arrange for a doctor from the psyche-ward at St. Mungos to look at him. Draco and I out and out refused. We didnt see a problem with the game, and until it became a problem, we werent going to inform Albus. Remus reluctantly agreed, but on one condition No. Absolutely not! Draco said, standing behind me, hands on my shoulders and face buried in my hair. It was his hiding position. Youre complaining that no-one ever forces you, Draco, and Im giving you a choice. Either do it of your own free will, or Ill do it without asking first. Remus was playful as a pup when it came to sex, and what he was asking or going to be forcing- would not be as pleasant as some of the things hed done with me. If youre still feeling guilty about what happened that- He shivered behind me, and I turned, pulling him into my arms. I knew what he was fighting. Lucius never let him say he wasnt ready. He would fuck his son raw for that. Shhh, its okay, baby, Im right here. I dont want to say no, its just Harry, please. Remus knew that when I mentioned Daddy, that things werent good. He took us both into his arms, and lead us to the retransfigured couch in one of the Shrieking Shacks many rooms, where he sat on one side of Draco, and I sat on the other. He was massaging Dracos shoulders while I was petting his hair and using one hand to bring him to sit fully in my lap. He was hard, and reaching to Remus lap, I felt his erection through the tight jeans he wore. We were all just wearing jeans. What is it, Harry? he asked. I held a hand up, and he nodded, waiting until I was ready to tell him. I think he was psychic or something. Draco? I was quiet, and made him look me in the eye. Yeah? Then youll let Remus do it? He kissed me lightly, snuggling closer, and I felt him nod against my neck. Will you hold me while he does it? Of course, baby. And will you let me do what I want next time were all together? Okay. Ill do it. Remus, can I be do you have to take me dry? Natural, Draco. O-okay. Itll hurt, wont it? Yes, I think so. Daddy can make it better, right? I kissed him hard, my hand sliding down to cover his arousal, and I let him buck into me. I can make it all better, yes. Do you want me to tie your hands together? Okay, I can do that. Lets find a soft rope, alright Baby? Draco and I had left Remus to get ready, and upon returning at midnight, found him curled up in front of the hearth. It was a full moon, the last before summer holiday, and hed asked Snape for a double batch of his Wolfsbane. He was in complete control of what he was about to do. Harry, I- He stripped and I cursed myself for thinking like a good boy- and let me tie the silk ropes wed bought in town earlier. He sat down on the couch, and watched me take my clothes off, and I laid on the soft rug before the fire, hands behind my head. Remus licked Dracos leg once before walking over to me, nuzzling my cheek and neck, then licking. I laughed at first, because it did tickle, but when he licked and lightly nipped at my nipples Gods, that was amazing- I gasped. I dont know how he did it, but he pulled on one a little, before doing the same to the other, and licking down my stomach to my groin. I wasnt hard yet, and he licked me. I knew he was arguing with himself on not being able to give me proper head, but he moved so that he was standing between my legs. With a front paw on either side of me, I got the hint and held my legs up, knees to my chest. He licked my neck, and made like he was going to sit down, pressing his genitals to mine. Id seen him in a hormonal craze in this form once before, and as he growled, I let my legs go, wrapping them around his back, ankles holding his tail down. It effectively pressed him tighter to me, so when he stood, we were perfectly aligned. He rocked a few times, and then humped me in earnest. The feeling was unlike anything Id ever felt. His coat was smooth, and he slid against me so perfectly. I was hard in a mere two minutes. Ooh, Moony! I knew my cry was what he was looking for. He moved faster, and I felt his prick unsheathe itself. Oh! Oh, Draco, look at me. Look at me, Baby! I met Dracos wide silver eyes, and I saw that he was half up. I smiled and started bucking into Moony, my eyes still locked with my dependants. Baby, look at how good he makes Daddy feel! Oh! Oh! More! Daddy Im scared. I- Im not sure Daddy, hes gonna bite you! Remus was snapping his jaws, but it wasnt for the reasons Draco thought. It was times like this that he did get very child-like. And Gods, it was such a turn on. No, hes getting close, Baby, hes just getting- Fuck, Moony, harder!- close. Moony! Stop, stop! I want Draco to see me come. Draco, lean over the arm of the couch, Baby, hes ready for you. Draco was on the floor and at my side the second Remus got off of me, and I came so hard. I pulled him into a kiss, and cupped his balls, and he was in my lap in a second. You came, Daddy. Yes, Baby, I did. It felt so good, having him hump me. Will you let him do it to you? Will you let Daddy see you like that? Moony was thrusting against the couch arm I would be putting Draco over, keeping himself going, and I had no sooner bent my blonde lover over, than he was licking his balls and ass. Tickles. I didnt get to hear a reply, because Moony pushed Draco off the arm of the couch which was not part of the plan- and mounted him. Dracos scream cut through the air as our Werewolf lover took him, but I saw the look of awe and pleasure on his face. He was enjoying it. Daddy! Oh, Gods! Harry, it feels so different. It feels prickly. It wasnt long before Draco was screaming in pleasure, and with a howl, Moony released and dismounted, licking at him. There was a bit of blood, but a few laps and it had stopped. Draco was achingly hard, and dripping as he collapsed to the floor. I sheathed him inside me, and rode him until we both came. Theres no way to explain how it feels, having him inside me. Its like finally coming home to a family who actually cares. Like being loved completely for who and not what- I am. And when he comes inside me Gods, I feel like were perfect. Like we should be permanently joined. But I pull off, and lay down with him, holding him and kissing his face as he comes down from his orgasm. Remus is curled up in front of the fire again. Draco, I asked quietly, are you okay? That shocked both Remus and I, but he padded over to us, and let Draco drag him down to lay between us, his hand holding mine as he spooned against Remus back. We both kissed our Wolfs face, and fell to sleep. Holy. Fucking. Shit!! I bolted up from my place next to Draco Remus mustve moved during the night- and stared at my godfather as he aimed his wand at Draco. I knew the murderous light in his eyes and was on my knees, back to Sirius Black, pulling my lover to my chest. Dracos eyes were wide, and he was shaking, and I knew exactly what he was thinking. Sirius reminded him of Snape, threatening to tell Lucius about us. That was something I was ready to kill the greasy bastard for. Sirius! Oh, Remus, thank the Gods. Calm down! Let Harry and I explain! Explain!? For Merlins sake, Remy, hes sleeping with the Malfoy scion! And you expect me to calm down!? Damnit all, Padfoot, put your wand down!! Draco whimpered, and wouldve crawled into my skin if he could have. I held him tighter, and rocked him back and forth, and paid no attention to the argument going on behind us. Sirius, please, you have to calm down. Please, Padfoot, stop shouting, and put your wand away. FUCK ANSWERS, Sirius, youre scaring him!! Remus had brought our clothes over, and kneeled behind Draco, murmuring comforting words, and rubbing his back. Sirius wand fell to the floor as he collapsed to the couch. You three youre Sirius, please, dont be angry. Draco is Lucius beats him and when hes home, and even when hes here, hes basically his fathers toy I had to pick my words carefully, because I knew hed blow up at me if I said the wrong thing. I Sirius, I love him. Dark blue eyes widen at that, and he opened his mouth to say something, then closed it, as if hed decided speaking wasnt such a good idea. It took Remus and I an hour after that to explain everything to him, and to say that he was furious at Lucius would be the understatement of the year. Which brings us to where we are now. Draco had started getting worse, and I had finally allowed Remus to talk me into taking him to Mungos for analysis. So I talked to Albus, and he was quite upset that Draco had never come to him with this news, but allowed us to Floo to St. Mungos from his office. And thats where Im currently sitting. In the waiting room, hoping the doctor that took him into his office will be out soon to tell me what the hell is going on. And wonderful, here comes the doc now. Mr. Potter? Christ, hes got some serious look on his face. Yes? By name? Damn, I thought wed agreed not to do this in public, let alone here, of all places. But I let him launch himself into my arms, and kiss me, and despite the stern look Im getting from the doc, I kiss back. How was I supposed to say no to my Draco? To my Baby? When he clears his throat, Draco pulls back, and like a child, tries to hide himself in me. We follow the doc into his office, and Draco refuses to leave my lap as we sit down in one of the large chairs opposite his at the desk. He steeples his fingers and pushes his glasses up before conjuring a set of glasses and a water pitcher. I decline the offer and Draco does as well, arms around me as he tries to snuggle closer. Theres only so much room in these chairs, and with his arse conveniently placed where it is Scary how I can go from being so serious and calm to horny and feel like I want to crawl out of my skin and into him in mere seconds. Hes like a drug. Mr. Potter, from what Mr. Malfoy has told me, and from the behavior Im seeing now, there is not a doubt in my mind that he is regressing back into a child-like state of mind. Are you at all familiar with the term dissociation? Its when the mind breaks into two or more pieces to effectively deal with the trauma caused by abuse. Whats that got to do with Draco? The older side of him understand that, and his emotions are clear to him, but a child? You cant expect a child to understand emotions and pleasure the way a person who has gone through puberty will understand it. By allowing this behavior, youre only enforcing what he thinks, and it will slow his recovery significantly. Im not saying you have to deny him anything, you just need to make sure that he knows he doesnt have to do what hes doing to make you happy. Doc, youre an idiot if you think Im going to let my Baby stay here, when this place scares the crap out of him. I put my arms around Draco and stand, taking him up with me, and I ignore Webbs angry look as he wraps his legs around my waist, arms around my neck, and puts his head down like a tired child. I found out very early on that he loves to be held, and we found a way to make a feather-light charm work when hes lifted into my arms. He whimpers a bit, and I kiss his temple, heading for the door. Mr. Potter, I would not advise this course of action. Im ignoring you, Doc, or have you not noticed? Gods, sometimes I wonder if they meaning doctors- understand how actual life works, outside of the medical boxes they live in. But then again, most of the doctors here at St. Mungos arent married. Workaholics, the lot of them. Draco whimpers again and I readjust him, making my way to the lifts. Dr. Webb is at my heels, trying to convince me to stay, and Dracos cries are getting louder, and longer, more like a child witnessing its parents fighting and wishing it would stop. Shhh, its okay Draco, its okay. I say soothingly, pressing the button to call the lift up, well be home soon. I want Remy. The lift arrives, and I cant help but wonder why he wants Remus so badly. The doors open and I walk in after a small group of doctors moves out of the way, and the doc holds it from closing. I turn and glare at him. Draco doesnt need to be analyzed, poked, and prodded any more than he was today. He wants to go home and be with- I almost dropped him. He did not just say what I think he just said. Please, Gods, I could not have been hearing that right. Draco couldnt be no, not possible. Hes a guy, and guys cant get pregnant? Doctor Webb is staring at us, and I cant stop myself from pulling Draco back and staring into those silver eyes. He closes them and buries his face in my neck again, his grip both arms and legs- tightening. Im so sorry, Harry. I didnt know how to tell you. Didnt want you to be mad at me. Draco-love, why on Earth would I be angry? I doubt even you knew that you could conceive a child. In his shock, the doc dropped his arm from the lift door and it closed. Draco tried to get even closer. But I did know. Ive always known. Mother said I would conceive when I was truly loved. Im about two months along He untangles himself from me, and puts his arms around himself, tears streaming down his face as he curls into a ball in the corner. Im so sorry, Harry. Now Im sitting in the Gryffindor common room, watching the fire crack and the logs split as rain pours down outside. Albus contacted Remus, and he was now meeting Draco at the shack. I can just about see the shocked expression on his face, and his argument. Draco would pose a good argument, as emotional as he had been this past afternoon. Then again, we hadnt talked since we returned to Hogwarts. I left Albus office straight away, and I refused to listen when he tried to explain. Its not that Im not happy for him, its just Draco is my dependant, my other half. I was supposed to be his savior, his lover, his everything. Hes the only one to ever see me for who I am. The only one to not care any small amount about the scar on my head. Or about my role as the Wizarding Worlds messiah. Gods, why does it hurt so much to love him? I look up as the door opens, and immediately turn my attention back to the fire. I dont want to listen to anything he has to tell me. Harry. Harry, we need to talk about this. Hes scared. He looks at me like Ive gone crazy. Maybe I have. When he said that he was sorry, and that he wanted to be with the father of his baby, my heart died. He wants his child to have a relationship with its parents like he never had, and Im not a part of that. Im not a part of that family. Ive only just realized it, but Im just a safety net for him. Someone for him to fall back on when the world goes to shit. I cant be that person, Remus. I cant. Harry, he doesnt want to cut you out. He Dracos not stupid, Harry, hes scared. He doesnt want to lose you. I dont say anything to that, I just bolt. I hear nothing but my own ragged sobs tearing out of my throat as I nearly crash into a passing study group. Hermiones leading them back to the commons. Im sorry, Mione, but I cant do this any more. I dont think I fully realize that Im running full tilt out onto the astronomy tower roof, and sliding towards the edge. My hands grip the cold, wet stone as I hit, and fall to my knees, my hot tears hidden in the down pour. I dont care that Remus has always been there for me, and probably despite all this- always will be, and I dont care that I want to help Draco in any way that I can, and I dont care that by rejecting him Ill probably push him closer to the edge of full regression. All I care about is forgetting that the one my heart belongs to is fathering a child other than mine. I know, its childish and petty, but Ive never known my parents, never had a family that loves me, and Ive always wanted a kid of my own. To raise better than I was. Go give the best life possible to something that I created. To do something other than be what everyone wants me to be. And I know Ill never love anyone a fraction of how much I love Draco. Ill never feel comfortable with anyone, ever. And Ill most certainly never sleep with anyone that I can get pregnant. H-Harry? I sigh, and continue looking out over Hogwarts. How did I know that Remus would send him after me? And of course, I know hes under an umbrella, cause I can hear the rain on it. I must look an inch from death, cause I sure as hell feel it. Harry, please, come out of the rain. I hear him take a step, then stop. Re- Oh, so he caught the tensing in my back when he started to say his name, did he? Well, at least I know hes not trying to rub it in. Harry, Im not going to say that I know what youre feeling, because I dont, and Im not going to tell you that I think what Im asking is right because its not- but you know just as well as I do that Remus hes not allowed to have children. Please, Harry, dont do this. I rush at him, ignoring the startled cry of alarm, and grab his hands, throwing the umbrella over the edge of the tower. I pressed our hands over his stomach, knowing that it hurt him a little, and Im right in his face as thunder clapped. I can see the fear in his eyes, just as Im sure he sees the anger in mine. This, I push a little harder, will never be mine, Draco. Ill never have the fucking connection both you and Remus will. Ill never feel his fear, or his happiness, and Ill never be what you want me to be to him. Despite how hes raised, hell never feel more for me than he would for a favorite uncle. Ill never feel anything towards him. I cant. Im numb to him, you see, because he doesnt know me. He never will. I pull away, and walk shakily back to the edge. Ive been walking the knifes edge for fifteen years, and now Gods- I think Im slipping straight down. Half of me wants to live for them, half of me wants to be dead, and I dont know what half I prefer. Since Cedrics death, Ive attempted twice. They say that the third time is the charm. Damn, but I wish I didnt feel so betrayed. I dont want to hurt Draco. Or Remus. I just Gods, Im so messed up. I think I need help. Help from the people at Mungos. I shouldnt have walked out. I shouldnt have snapped at him. Oh please, please, if there is a God, just give me some sort of sign. What the hell am I supposed to do? HARRY!! What? When did it get so windy? Oh, my eyes are closed? Well, I had better open them, shouldnt I? shit. Please, by all thats Holy, dont let me regret this. Ego precare suus sapientia et decoris. Ego accio suus divinitatis. Adligare doloris et informare pennaes a amor. Draco? I hear you, but the grounds getting really close, really fast. And that light I know that light. Ive seen it before Mum she no No! NO! Draco, NOOOO!!! I pull my wand and summon my Firebolt. He cant hear me over the thunder. Please, dont let him do this! The broom is in my hands, and I attempt to get a good grip. Its wet, and I can barely see through the rain on my glasses. But I can see his glowing form coming towards me, the light around him trailing, and creating an image of massive golden wings. His eyes are glowing as he opens the wings, his arms around me, tendrils of light holding my broom as we rise into the sky with a mighty flap. Before I know whats happening, were landing, and his lips are on mine, the gold closing in around us as I feel him pour everything he is into me. I see what he went through, I feel it. And I want to scream, hit, tear, break and bleed Lucius before actually killing him. He has no right to do this to my Draco. I wont allow it. Not any more. No one will touch him. No one will ever hurt my Draco ever again. Mr. Potter? How do you feel? Madam Pomfrey looks at me through narrow eyes, and closes the door with a flick of her wand. Not good. Ive pissed off the mediwitch. You, Mr. Potter, she starts, are incredibly that he is even alive. What he did, it is not at all an easy thing for even the most powerful witch or wizard to do. He invoked magic directly from its source. A source that no-one has been able to prove even exists. It predates recorded history, and has never to this day been done without the individual being left severely damaged. It shattered his wand, and had yours not had a phoenix feather as its core, theres no doubt in Albus mind that it wouldve done the same to yours. You see, Mr. Potter, you too invoked that magic. I know that, but that doesnt tell me where Draco is! I- I double over, feeling hands on my face, then my arms. Running up my stomach, and then- Ah! A slap across the face. I know my eyes are wide as I look at her, and shes screaming as my scar starts bleeding, the blood running down into my shining eyes. I dont know whats happening, but Im getting out of bed, and as I near the doors, they burst open. Hermione and Ron, and a few other Gryffindors are in the waiting room, and I dont even look at them, but stalk straight past. I know Im nude, but the silver threads of magic conceal my form from them. They do whatever I tell them, within reason. The doors to another ward fly open, and I see my Draco pinned beneath Snape, terror and panic in his wide eyes. Before he can register anything, Snapes flung through the room, crashing into the wall, and Im on the bed next to my Draco, threads reaching out to hold him as I pull him into my arms. Daddy And I can feel his mind shifting, from the scared, vulnerable child that plays when Draco sleeps or is in an unthreatening environment, to the Draco that I first met in Madam Malkins back in first year. That was the real Draco Malfoy. He was the one that could control the gold magic. And control it he does. His tendrils lace with mine as he puts his head on my shoulder, and in a bright flash of white, theyve disappeared. No more visual magic. Phooey. Actually, its all receding very quickly. Inside us. And I felt the pushing energy in his stomach. Draco? I pull him in my arms, and hold him as he cries. As much as I hated the idea of him having someone else's child, I would not wish this on anyone. We were moved to our own room, because our magic was now too alike to be kept so far apart, and despite the pain of his miscarriage, Draco is doing much better. In the past two months, hes regressed only five times, and for shorter times each time it happened. And in case anyone is wondering, Snapes in Talsgate, awaiting trial. Draco reported everything he did to him, and well be dealing with Lucius on our own when we return home for the summer holiday. Thats in two weeks. Harry? You really think I can do it? |