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Draco made his way down Knockturn Alley angrily. He had always known that the day his mother gave birth to another son, his father wouldn't be as worried for his first born since he now had another heir who would inherit the family fortune. What he hadn't known was that his father would stop doting on him, but he had.

He sighed as he made his way towards one of the stores. Just as his hand touched the door knob, someone grabbed him from behind, one arm went around his waist and the other hand covered his mouth, refraining him from screaming.

"Don't try anything, asshole," a voice whispered next to his ear. It sounded vaguely familiar, but he couldn't place where he had heard it. The man then started to pull him towards a dark alley way, away from any passersby.

When Draco started to struggle, the arm around his face started to tighten and the hand over his mouth began to squeeze and his nails dug into the said of his face. He held in a gasp of pain as he was pushed to the ground, landing on his stomach. Before he could get up and run, the man whispered something and Draco couldn't move, and when he tried to speak, his throat tightened painfully.

He heard rustling, then felt his silk pants and boxers being pulled down. Pain exploded through his whole body as the man pushed himself roughly into Draco. He tried to keep the tears from his eyes, to not show any kind of weakness, as the man pounded into him over and over again until he finally came to a climax. He then pulled out, undid the spell, and left, leaving Draco with only a voice and a flash of red hair to remember.


A few minutes later, Diagon Alley

Harry sat at a corner table at the Leaky Cauldron waiting for Ron to show up so that they could head over to the Burrow together. Finally, he saw Ron come in. When the red head slid into the seat in front of Harry's, he was sweating and breathing hard.

"Sorry I'm lat, mate. I got held up."

"It's okay. You ready to go?"

"After I have a fire whiskey." He flagged down Tom and ordered his drink and was about to take a sip when Harry spoke again.

"You really need to slow down on the drinking, Ron."

"I haven't even took a sip."

Harry rolled his eyes. "I'm talking about the drinking you do every day. I don't think I've seen you sober for a single day since we got out of Hogwarts, and that was two years ago. You're going to end up doing something you'll regret."

"Doubt it," Ron said. "So, when did you start sounding like Mum?"

Harry sighed. Their last day of Hogwarts, Hermione had broken up with the red head, saying she had found someone else. The break up had come as a major blow to Ron and when he had asked who the person was, Hermione remained silent. Harry had just recently found out that she had decided to be with Ginny. Ron, however, still didn't know.

When Ron had finished his drink, they stood up. Ron checked his pockets, then blushed. "Can you pay for me? I'll give the money back when I get it."

"Don't worry about it," Harry replied, placing the money on the table.

"Thanks, mate."

"No problem. I'd prefer it if you'd cut down on the alcohol though."

"Keep dreaming."

A moment after the two apperated, Draco stumbled into the building from the entrance to Diagon Alley. His robes were askew and his hair messy. He knew that he had to look like a beggar, but at the moment he didn't care. He made his way to Tom and asked for a glass of fire whiskey. He needed something strong before going home and explaining what happened to his parents.


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