First of all so sorry it's been so long since I updated. Second I was reading my comments and someone mention the fact that Harry is too young to get hard. I agree, which is why I didn't put details. First off rape in my option is not only intercourse it is touching someone who doesn't want to be touched, or making someone touch you. So when I mention rape, his aunt I do NOT mean she has sex- sex with him. Thanks!
ALL CHARTERS BELONG TO J.K. ROWLING!
Pairing: Harry/ Lucius (M/M)
ABUSE, RAPE, CHILD MOLESTION, VERY UNDERAGED HARRY, SLUSH IN LATER CHAPERTERS, DARK AND VERY SMART HARRY. VEELA LUCIUS
HARRY- SUB LUCIUS- DOM
MAYBE MANPREG. NO DRACO, I DECIDED THAT IS GOING TO BE A DARK LORD
LIGHT BASHING, DARK SIRIUS AND LUPIN AND SNAPE
"YOU WANT WHAT FOR HIM?" my uncle shouted. I flinched and slowly withdrew only to be stopped by Mr. Malfoy's hand on my shoulder. Aunt Petunia looked dazed and very puzzled
"What do you mean three million Mr. Malfoy?" She asked.
"I want him and I am willing to pay three million for him Mr. Dursley. Mrs. Dursley I overheard you husband telling his co-worker about your nephew; how he was being a lazy mischievous brat and how he would do anything to get rid of him. I offered to meet him and if I was satisfied with him, I offered to buy him. Mr. Dursley agreed; so" he said turning to Uncle Vernon. "Is that a deal?" He asked. Uncle Vernon looked like he was in shock but nodded.
"Good then, I will take him tonight. You will get your money by tomorrow, "Mr. Malfoy said. Uncle finally came to his senses because he shook his head.
"No, I want the money first," he said. Mr. Malfoy nodded his head, and then pulled out a fancy looking book and a funny looking pen. He started to write in it. After a few minutes he handed it to my uncle. Once my uncle looked at the piece of paper he looked like he might go into shock again.
"Fine you can have the brat, no refunds." He said then glared at me.
"Get out of my house, NOW!" He yelled and I tried to run for the door, but Mr. Malfoy's hand was still on my shoulder.
"Good bye Mr. Dursley, it was a pleasure doing business with you," Mr. Malfoy said and started walking to the door, dragging me along. I had a strange feeling that this was going to be the last time I was going to see my family so I looked at them once more. For a strange reason, I didn't feel sad about leaving. I always thought that if I left it would make me sad, instead I found myself kind of happy. Hopefully this man would not be as bad as the Dursley. I didn't want any more pain.
Oh god, that was horrible! I felt like someone stretched me threw a tight tub and then spun me around in circles. Lucky Mr. Malfoy didn't let go of me or I would have fell right on my face.
"Are you ok Harry?" he asked while I tried to stop myself from puking all over his nice shoes. I nodded slowly, but the movement caused me to puke. After I was finished throwing up my food from today; I looked at Mr. Malfoy ready to plead for an easy punishment. But to my horror when I opened my mouth, I puked again. I started to cry. I was so dead. I heard him talking but I couldn't understand what he was saying. I felt a hand rubbing circle on my back, and after a while I stopped crying.
"Feeling better Harry?" I nodded and tensed up, which was imposable to do with his hand rubbing my back. I suddenly felt light headed and dizzy.
"Please don't hurt me," I begged then the world went blank.