The Prince and the Slave
Harry awoke to a strange weight on his chest. He looked down and noticed that his slave was sleeping curled up next to him with his on Harry’s chest. Harry leaned back into the pillow for a moment trying to think of how they had gotten into the position. Then it him. Draco had a nightmare and a really bad one considering the state that he was in when he woke up.
Harry sighed. He knew that something had happened to Draco. There was no way that anyone would have such a reaction if nothing was the mater. The way Draco acted he was afraid of being touched. He saw the sheer terror that was in Draco’s eyes last night. Something had to happen. And Harry knew that he had to get the blond to speak about it.
But in the mean time he wanted to let him sleep. And that was ok with Harry since Draco was using him as a pillow. His left arm was resting on Draco’s back and Harry took a moment to savor the feel of the silk skin beneath it. He knew that Draco was naked right now. The only thing that was covering him was a sheet that went up to their waist. He was tempted to let his hand linger a little lower but stopped himself before he could do it. Draco trusted him right now and he did not want to take the chance of losing that trust. Especially if he wanted to get Draco to talk to him about it.
He only had to sit there for a few moments before Draco started to stir. He watched as Draco’s eyes opened for a moment before closing them. About five seconds later his eyes shot back open as if just releasing where he was. His face turned a dark shade of red and he followed Harry’s chest up to the prince’s face. He locked his eyes with those of Harry’s for a moment before lowering them.
Harry knew that Draco was not going to be the first to talk. But first thing first Draco needed to gets some cloths on. He knew this type of discussion would only be harder if Draco was not wearing anything. Harry slid out of bed and walked around to the nightstand that he had placed Draco’s cloths on. Once in hand he turned and gave them to Draco.
“Madam Rose dropped these by last night when you were asleep. I didn’t want to wake you up.” Draco put the cloths in his lap but did not put them on. He looked up at Harry a moment before looking back down at the cloths. Harry took the queue. “I’ll go in the bathroom and change. Go ahead and get your cloths on while I am gone.” At Draco’s nod he got his cloths together and walked into the bathroom.
As soon as Harry went into the bathroom Draco hopped out of the bed and put his cloths on as fast as possible. Once he was fully dressed he walked over and looked into the mirror. It was obvious that he was dressed in slave garb. The cloth was a fine silk, and they were a deep red. The trimming was silver. All in all they were really nice. He brought his hand up to try and gets his hair into some type of order. He jumped out of his skin when a voice spoke right behind him.
“There’s a come on my dresser you can use.” At Draco’s jump he continued. “Sorry about that. I didn’t mean to sneak up on you.” Harry walked over to the dresser and got the comb. Walking back over to Draco he brought the brush up and started to comb Draco’s hair. Draco was too shocked to say anything and Harry who couldn’t believe that he had done it either chose not to say anything since Draco didn’t. He savored the moment. He only wished he could run his fingers through the hair instead of the comb.
After he finished combing his hair Harry placed the comb back on the dresser and then turned to address Draco. “Draco there is something we need to talk about.”
Draco bit his lip before nodding. “Ok.”
“Let’s go sit on the sofa.” Harry took a seat on one end of the sofa and noticed that Draco had taken a seat far on the other side to make sure they were not touching. Sighing to himself he continued. “Draco I want you to tell me about the dream you had last night.”
Draco immediately pulled his legs up onto the sofa and put his arms around them. “I don’t want to talk about it.”
Harry moved over to sit next to Draco and put his hand on one of Draco’s knees. He saw Draco flinch a little. “I know you don’t want to talk about it Draco. But it will help to share it. I promise that it will stay between us.”
Draco looked into Harry’s eyes looking for any deception, seeing none. “Fine.”
Harry noticed the tone of Draco’s voice. He knew this was something Draco did not want to discuss. “Just start from the beginning of the dream.”
Draco tightened his arms around his knees. “It wasn’t a dream. I mean it was but it was more of a flashback. Events that really happened.”
Harry nodded. “I understand.”
Draco took a deep breath before speaking. “After I was caught crossing the border I was told that I was going to be sold as a slave. It scared me since my whole life I have been free.”
At this Harry broke in. “So you weren’t a slave in Slytherin.”
Draco shook his head. “No.”
Harry thought on this for a moment before looking back at Draco. “Continue.”
“Like I said, I was told that I was going to be sold into slavery. The first two days I spent inside a wagon on the way to the capital. Nothing really happened. They didn’t feed me those two days but other than that nothing else bad. It’s when I arrived here that bad things happened.”
Harry saw Draco shudder and reached over and pulled Draco into his lap. Draco went tense and Harry was afraid for a moment that it wasn’t a good idea but after a moment Draco loosened up and rested his head against Harry’s chest. “Thank you.”
Harry tightened his arms around Draco before replying. “Your welcome. I just know that I always liked to be held in times like this. Go ahead and continue.”
“When I got to the auction block they put me in a cell. They sat me down on the floor and pinned my hands above me. That’s when they ripped off all of my cloths.”
Harry watched as Draco took a deep breath. Harry prayed to god that Draco was not going to tell him what he feared. Please say that no one raped him. “Go on.”
Draco pressed his body closer to Harry’s. He did not know why, but he felt safer with Harry’s arms around him. “After they took my cloths away I was left there. There were no clocks in the room. I think I was only there for a few hours though. When they came back there were two guards and this…. This old man.”
Harry felt then saw the tears that were running down Draco’s face. He leaned down towards him. “Go on Draco. You need to get it out.”
“They… they unlocked my chains and pulled me up by my hair. The older man said I was pretty. He… he put his hands all over me. Said he was checking for any scars. He placed his… his hand on my…”
Harry saw that Draco was about to break down. “Shhh… you don’t have to say it Draco. Did he do anything else to you or was that everything.”
Draco shook his head. “The only thing else he did was kiss me. He said he needed to test to make sure my lips were sweet or something. He didn’t do anything else. Said he wanted to make sure I remained a virgin so I could fetch a better price. He said that someone was going to buy me and drill me into the mattress.”
Harry placed his head on top of Draco’s. “You know I would never do anything like that to you without your permission.” The only response he got was a nod of Draco’s head. Draco was sobbing into his chest now and Harry rocked him in his lap. “Shhh… I promise you that no one will ever do that to you again.”
After Draco cried for a few moments he started to quiet down. He spent another few moments just sitting there in Harry’s lap. After a moment he turned his head up. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome Draco.” He sat there for a moment before continuing. “I guess we should get up and go get some breakfast. What do you think?”
Draco didn’t have to think. His stomach answered the question. He got himself out of Harry’s lap and turned to help Harry out of his seat. Once Draco and Harry where both standing they just stood there for a moment. Draco was glad that he told Harry about it. He still did not want to be touched by strangers. But he didn’t mind Harry’s touch. Draco looked up at Harry again, and noticed that Harry was staring at him. He saw Harry start to lean towards him and without thinking Draco started to rise his head up. After a short moment there lips meet in a kiss.
Now for the dreaded teaser:
Draco looked back down at his hands. “Please don’t ask me that.” A tear rolled down Draco’s cheek. Harry brought his hand up to wipe the tear away.
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