Don't know how many words there is… cause my Word Count thing has gone missing on me… grrr… Anyway. This is the last chapter for WHORE 4… hope you like!

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Chapter 2

The cemetery was dark, and silent. Harry sighed, and ran a hand through his hair. "Stand Lucius," and the blond man did as he was told. The Dark Lord Voldemort turned to face the teenage. He smirked; pale red lips stretching across the lower half of his face, making him look terrifying. "Tom, why did Cedric go back alive? Not that I'm not grateful, but wont he tell someone?"

"My servant will be waiting to take care of it." Harry glared at Voldemort. "No, child, the other Champion will not be killed, but rest assured no one will believe him even if he had the courage to say my name." He smirked again.

Harry raised an eyebrow, and turned to face Lucius Malfoy. The tall blond looked subdued, and slightly defeated. His shoulders were slumped; his clothes rumpled and there were leaves and dirt in his hair.

"Hey now, none of that. Head up high, where's your Pureblood pride?" Harry sneered at him, but it got the desired effect. Lucius stood straighter, his chin raised, as he glared at the teenager for a moment before lowering his eyes.

Harry grinned, and moved towards the blond. When they were pressed chest-to-chest Harry moved onto his tiptoes, and pressed his lips to Lucius'. The blond let out a small moan as he opened his mouth to accept his new master's tongue.

"I'm going to remove your Mark, Malfoy." Voldemort said calmly, as if it was an everyday thing.

Lucius jumped away from Harry and let out a small whimper, "My Lord…?"

"Have no fear, you have not displeased me. In fact, I'm very please with your accomplishments of late," his eyes raked over Harry and offered the teen another smirk, while Harry raised an eyebrow. Voldemort noticed Lucius clenching his fists. "Still jealous Malfoy? What is it about this boy that makes you, and your son I suppose, through years of Malfoy-training out of the proverbial window?"

Lucius looked over at Harry, the teen nodded, so the blond looked back at his soon-to-be Ex-Lord, and answered his question. "I don't know about Draco, Lord, but for me, he's addictive. He lures you in and when you're hooked he covers you, ensnaring you, exciting you. He's perfection, sin, beauty, mine." Lucius watched the teen, his eyes glazed over, lips parted slightly, "or as of lately, I am his. But that is just as good I suppose."

"Power never backs down, except in the face of more power," Voldemort added softly as his eyes swept over the teen to meet the glaring blonds. "Hold out your arm Lucius. I will call the others then remove your Mark."

"Thank you Lord, you are kind and generous." Malfoy mumbled, his head bowed.

"And I'm sure I'm not as good a fuck as Mr. Potter, hmm?" Lucius let out a small laugh.

"Wouldn't know, Lord." Voldemort smirked again. Harry moved closer to Lucius, and pulled the blond into another quick kiss, Lucius moaned and tried to deepen the kiss, but the brunette moved back smiling.

Voldemort came forward again and pressed a finger to Lucius' bare arm, the blond hissed and the popping sounds that signified apparition sounded through the graveyard.

"Show time," Harry whispered as numerous figured dressed in black appeared in front of him.

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"Whore V"

Summery: HarryLucius / Death Eaters. When they arrive, how do they react to their Lord, their Prince and their Prince's new whore? One-Shot. (Implied) rape of a minor, slash, etc!

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