Chapter 31 - Chapter 31: A Mothers Love

TW: Language, Explicit Sexual ContentDracos POV Draco walked behind the headmaster, his heart thumping so loud he thought he might hear. He carefully hid the dark mark beneath his robes, terrified. As they walked in silence around the corner towards his office Draco saw Pansy standing in the hallway, a smirk across her face. She mouthed to him, "Do it." He looked over at her curiously, a hint of confusion staining his face. "Come, young Malfoy." Dumbledore said, "I only have a few questions for you." He motioned to the open door, which shut behind them instantaneously. "Please, sit." "I think I'd rather stand." He said, his arms folded awkwardly. "What is this about, headmaster?" He sighed quietly, "There's been some rather nasty rumors going around school lately, that you're involved in. I wanted to hear the truth from you, before I confronted the others." The others?Draco swallowed nervously and finally took a seat, "I truly have no clue what you're speaking of." He replied. "It's about Professor Valor." He stomach twisted as he realized that Pansy must have told the headmaster about Demian and him. You could end this all right now, you could send him way for good and prevent him from ever seeing Demian again. "What about?" He said, cautiously. "Someone has told us he might be sleeping with students, and that you were the one who had proof of these occurrences." Draco scoffed, he kept him arms folded and shrugged his shoulders. "You don't need to protect anyone, Malfoy. If this is true it is a heinous crime, no one in a position of authority should ever sleep with students. Especially ones that you care about, am I wrong to assume that?" He pressured him. "This is about Demian, right?" He said suddenly. "Yes, but you already knew that, didn't you?" "I don't know anything." He said, rubbing his forearm that housed the dark mark. He felt a pang of jealousy in his gut as he realized what he was doing. He helped you, Draco. But was it enough to warrant such emotions?"And you're sure of this? You've not seen or heard anything that would insinuate something like that occurring?"He scoffed again, "Wouldn't it be more helpful to ask them yourselves, instead of listening to allegations?" "I only ask because there's been no solid evidence, it's my duty to ask any and all who were involved." "Well I don't know anything." He lied, "Can I go now?" Dumbledore sighed and motioned for him to leave with his hand, "You can't protect him forever, Malfoy." He said lowly, "You should know that better than anyone." He stopped in his tracks, glancing down at his arm once more, "Maybe not forever, but certainly for now." He said under his breath.As he entered the hallway Pansy ran up to him suddenly, a smirk still plastered on his face. "Well, did you send him packing then?" She said, "You did tell him, right?" He remained silent."Are you fucking joking, the one time you decide to take the high road? Who ARE you?" "Just leave me alone, Pansy." He said, suddenly the dark mark began to pulsate, and he gripped his forearm. Fuck. "Draco?" Pansy said curiously, "Are you okay?" "I said LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE." He screamed at her, she took a few steps back instinctively. "You're such a pussy, Malfoy." She turned on her heels and walked away. What could he want now, what could he possibly want. He left the grounds immediately, hoping to see his father before his meeting with Voldemort. *.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*He ran up to the entrance of Malfoy Manor, out of breath and entered the hallway. "Father?" He called out. He ran quickly into the dining room and stopped in his tracks when he saw both his parents."Father, please. I need to speak with you." "And us with you." He said lowly. "Come, sit." "What is this." He said curiously. "Voldemort will be here soon, to tell you what you must do." "And what if I don't want to do it?" He said suddenly, his father slammed his cane to the ground, and it echoed through the halls. "Enough of that." He said, "You will do as your told." "Mother, please." Draco looked at her with pleading eyes. She tried to avoid his gaze. "I'm in love." He said, quietly. His father turned away from him and spoke under his breath, "I let you have your little toy, play your games with him, sure. But to fall in love with another boy is unspeakable. If you weren't my only son, I would kill you now." Narcissas mouth dropped open, she moved next to her son. "Lucius how dare you say that." She spat, "What about his happiness? His own life?" "You don't get to have your own life, not in this family. We're death eaters, this is what we do, you of all people should know this Narcissa." "Mother, please." Draco turned to her, fear in his eyes, he lifted his robes and removed the bandages, revealing his scars and fresh cuts to her. She gripped his wrist sadly, tears in her eyes. "I will cut it off." Draco said suddenly, his mothers eyes widened. "I'll mutilate myself if it means getting rid of this mark and getting rid of this life. I want to be with Demian, I won't have Voldemort threaten me or him any longer.""SILENCE!" His father shouted. He stood there for a moment, staring out the window. "You will never mutilate yourself; this mark is a blessing. We're at a turning point, son. Everything is about to change." Without warning, Voldemort apparated into the room with them, an overwhelming silence filled the room. Narcissa wiped her eyes and straightened her blouse. "Ah, the entire family is here." Voldemort said, "Exactly as I had hoped." Malfoy rebandaged his arm quickly and folded them to avoid suspicion. "We're here to discuss the next part of my plan, our plan." He floated around the room, placing a terrifying grip on Dracos shoulder. He shivered. "During our last meeting, you proved yourself capable of committing any task possible, Draco." He smiled at him and Malfoy avoided his gaze, "Our next step is very important, I need you to kill another student." "What?" Draco called out, "That is the stupidest thing I've ever heard, I would never get away with such a thing on school grounds." "Oh but you will, without magic." "What does this mean?" "You will kill them in the muggle world, with your hands. As we've demonstrated you're completely capable of." "Who?" "Harry Potter." Voldemort said, lowly. Draco scoffed again, laughing under his breath. "Aren't you the one who's supposed to kill him? Sending me to do your dirty work seems below you." The grip on his shoulder intensified in pressure until Draco ripped away, he stared into his eyes and felt terror wash over him. "Don't you ever, ever disrespect me again. I will take everything you love, and you do love something, don't you." He said.He scoffed again and Narcissa looked at him with fear in her eyes. "When." Draco said plainly. "When school comes to a close this year, during the summer will be our perfect opportunity." Voldemort replied, "So prepare yourself accordingly, and remember what will happen if you disobey me." He threatened, suddenly disappearing. Narcissa breathed out a sigh of relief as he left, she shouted at Lucius. "This has gone too far, you're willing to risk his entire life behind bars for this? You wish our son to be the one to risk everything? Why not YOU!" She pointed at Lucius, "Why Draco?" "We do not argue with the Dark Lord." He responded, "This is an honor to even be considered for such a job Draco, you would be wise to remember that." "I'll remember this for the rest of my life." He said, venom tainting his words. "And so will you." He stood up from his chair and went to leave, "Draco!" His mother called out, he stopped in his tracks and turned to face her. "I won't let them do this to you." She said in a whisper. "Please, tell me what you need. Let me help you escape this path." "What if he hurts you?" Draco said, worriedly. "You're my son, nothing hurts me more than to see you hurting." She begged. "Help me get rid of the mark mother, help me run away from this life." He stroked his forearm protectively. "I...I will look for a way." She promised him. "Don't give up hope, and please...don't mutilate yourself without knowing there are other options." She begged him. "Narcissa!" Lucius called out, "Whatever you're scheming put an end to it now." "I was only hugging my son goodbye, something you once used to do as well." She lied, yelling back at him. She embraced him tightly, sadness tinging her words, "I love you, Draco, please stay strong. Wait for my correspondence." She whispered as she held him. "I love you mother." He whispered back, turning to leave. *.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*Demians POV Demian attended class again, his heart racing the entire time as he thought about what Draco could possibly be discussing with the headmaster. His pencil wouldn't move, he struggled to get through his exam and felt a hint of worry as the bell signified it was time to leave. He turned in a half-finished exam without a care, leaving in a hurry back to Dracos dorm to wait. When he walked up to the Slytherin commons, Professor Valor stood outside. He motioned for him to follow and Demian obliged. He trailed behind Professor Valor several feet, he walked outside and through the courtyard to a seemingly desolate area before he began to speak. "Did you say anything?" He said suddenly. "About what?" "About us." He looked at him, arms folded in a worried fashion. "I haven't even been asked anything." He admitted and the Professor sighed in relief. "But they did call in Draco this morning." "Fuck." Professor Valor said under his breath, "I should go pack my things, shouldn't I." "Christian, he didn't say anything." He said, a hint of worry in his voice."How do you know?" "I just...know." He said, "He's trying to change." "Trying and doing are two completely different things." Professor Valor said, fear staining his words. "Just trust in him, please." Professor Valor scoffed, "There's something else you should know." "What?" Demian said, curiously. "The teachers were informed that Terrence will be returning this week. He's made a full recovery." Demians stomach dropped, he hadn't thought about Higgs in a while with the pressures of the O.W.L.s and everything else going on. He felt a guilt eating away at him for even thinking that. "I...I had no idea." He said. "I thought you should know." Professor Valor said quietly. "Thank you, Christian." He said lowly. "Thank you, Demian." He responded, "For not allowing me to lose my job." He just nodded, a plethora of emotions overcoming him as he turned to walk away. He went back to the Slytherin common room in silence, waiting for Draco to return to his dorm. *.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*Dracos POV Draco walked back to his dorm hastily, when he entered Demian was already sitting on the bed. He stood up quickly and spoke under his breath, "What happened?" "What didn't happen." Draco replied. "Don't speak in riddles, tell me what's going on." Demian demanded. "Was the headmaster questioning you about Chri-" He paused, "Professor Valor?" Draco scoffed, his jealousy nipped at him as he tried to conceal it. "That's the least of our worries. But don't fret, your precious professor is going to keep his job as far as I know."Demian sighed in relied, his hand protectively stroking his necklace. "That's...great news. I can't tell you how guilty I felt, how worried I was." "Just stop talking about other men for a second." Draco said, venomously. "I-I'm sorry." Demian replied. "Voldemort gave me my next assignment." He said lowly. Demians eyes grew wide, "What is it?" "To kill Harry Potter, myself. In the muggle world." Demian sat back on the bed, unable to respond. "What, you have nothing to say?" Draco said. He stared at him, hoping for any type of response. "Draco I love you, but I don't want to be any part of this murderous plan..." He spoke softly, "I want to be with you more than anything, but if I'm the reason that you're forced to do these things..." "Don't." Draco said, "Don't finish whatever you're about to say." He kneeled in front of him, "I love you Demian. You're not leaving me because you're afraid. You said to me we would figure this out together, and we will." "But Draco..." He said, tears forming in the corners of his eyes. "But nothing, my mother said she would help me get rid of the dark mark." He reached up and wiped the tears from the corners of Demians eyes. "S-she did?" He said, somewhat shocked. "Yes...and I believe in her. I know she will do anything to help me, and by proximity, you. Don't give up on us, please." He pleaded. Demian nodded his head and tried to force a smile. "Believe in me. Believe in us." Draco said, begging."Just please, don't kill anyone else." Demian said lowly. "I will do my best." Draco said, half promising. "There's something else..." Demian suddenly said, Draco looked up at him curiously. "What?" "Higgs...is coming back. Professor Valor told me today." Draco scoffed, "What perfect timing, as soon as everything is settled, he decides to show back up. You don't still have feelings for him, do you?" He questioned. "No, I don't but...I owe him closure, and I need to know why he did it." He scoffed again, "You know why he did it. It's pathetic and childish. All a ruse if you ask me." Draco spat."Please, try to show some sort of remorse for the role we played in this accident." Draco sighed, "I won't apologize for loving you, or being with you. Whatever he decided to do was his own choice." He said. "Well I-" Demian said, but a finger was pressed to his lips suddenly. "Enough talking about anyone else, I want to focus on the positive here. You and I getting to be together." "Y-you're right.." Demian said, "It's so hard to be positive lately." "Well we're starting today, right now." Draco responded, "Now kiss me." Demian blushed and obliged, Draco got up from his knees and slid himself between Demians legs, he fell backwards on the bed as he felt Dracos lips press against his, hungrily. He kissed him back, slipping one hand around Dracos neck and pulling him in closer. "I love you." Draco whispered against his lips. Demian felt his face grow even hotter. "I love you too." He replied. Draco smirked, he pressed his lips to Demians jawline and kissed softly, watching the goosebumps scatter across his skin. "A-ah" Demian choked out, biting his lip. "Tell me you like it." Draco demanded and he watched his lovers face flush even deeper. "I-I like it..." He said quietly. Draco pressed his hips forward into Demians, grinding them slowly while he nipped at the exposed skin of his neck with his teeth. Another soft moan escaped his lips and he could feel Demian growing harder underneath him. He reached between them, possessively gripping Demians cock through his jeans, he moaned again and arched his hips into his hand instinctively. "D-Draco.." He whimpered. "I love when you say my name." He whispered near his ear which caused even more goosebumps to adorn his skin. "Fuck me..." He said under his breath. "I've been waiting to hear those words for a long time." Draco admitted, he undid Demians jeans and jerked them down forcefully, making him gasp. Demian took his own shirt off, lifting his hips to allow Draco to further undress him and Malfoy did the same, soon they were both nude and Draco slipped himself back between Demians legs. He was still entirely hard and panting softly underneath him, "I-I want you." He said, breathlessly. "I know." Draco said, a smirk on his face. He grinded his hips against him more forcefully, his own erect cock stroking Demians which made him moan even louder. He slipped his arms around Dracos neck and pulled him down closer, kissing him again deeply. Draco slowly rocked his hips against Demian teasingly, kissing him back and pressing his tongue to his lips, begging for entrance. He allowed him, another quiet moan of pleasure escaping his lips. His body trembled in anticipation, and he started to beg, "P-please, take me...I want you so badly." "Mmm...I know you do..." Draco said, reaching over and fishing for his bottle of lube in his dresser, he doused his palm and reached between them again, stroking Demians shaft slowly with light pressure. He choked out another few moans under his breath and started rocking his hips to quicken the pace, "No no, you don't get to make this faster." He demanded, "Lie still and let me have my way with you." Demians face turned crimson, he tried his best to control his movements as Dracos hand glided up and down his shaft slowly. His breathing became ragged and looked up into Malfoys eyes which were transfixed on his facial expressions. "Louder." He demanded. "A-ah..." Demian choked out, the pressure around his cock increasing along with the pace. Draco rubbed the remaining lube on his own shaft and without warning pushed Demians leg forward, sliding the entirety of his length inside. Demian choked out loudly. "F-fuck!" He said, no longer able to control his movements he lifted his hips as he was filled up. Draco gently rocked forward, the thumb of his left hand circling around the head of Demians cock, he tilted his head back and groaned loudly. Dracos own cock twitched listening to his moans and he started forcing himself in quicker, and deeper. "Louder." He commanded again, and Demian looked up at him with lust in his eyes, he parted his lips and moaned even louder for him. Draco chewed on his lip and focused on his lovers moans, he thrusted his hips into his forcefully until they slammed against him, his groans of pleasure timed rhythmically each time their hips met. "I-I" Demian choked out, but before he could respond he exploded ropes of cum between them, coating his stomach and chest. Malfoy felt a wave of pleasure overcome him as he watched Demian explode and he could no longer control it, he felt the familiar ropes of cum filling Demian up and he choked out a moan of his own, collapsing on top of him. Both their hearts raced several moments as they caught their breath. "God, I love you. I love your sounds. I love the way you feel. I love the way my name sounds on your lips." Draco admitted, shamelessly. Demian just blushed, "And I love to say your name..." He responded. "And you'll be saying it the rest of our lives." He promised. They each got up and showered, ready to face the rest of the day, and the world, together.