Triggers: slight rape.

Draco's POV
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Harry was cuddled up in my side, my arm around his shoulders and his arms around my waist. He had his head in my shoulder, and my cheek was pressed on the top of his head.
He was sleeping, which was good. He's been getting two nightmares a night for the past week. Sirius dying really effected him. I can't blame him,If I were in his shoes is be wanting the same comfort from a lover.
Just as the train was slowing down, I kissed Harry's head softly and ran my nose over it. He stirred slightly, and I kissed his head again.
"It's time to get up, baby." I whispered. He sighed and nuzzled his face in my neck.
"I know I know..." I said gently. "But you gotta,"
He sighed as picked his head up, looking me in the eyes. He looked out the window, and his face flushed color in fear.
"What? Who is it? Who do I have to kill?" I asked frantically as I looked out the window.
"V-Vernon is here to pick me up." He whispered. Oh shit.
"Listen to me, Harry." I said as I grabbed his face in my hands. "If he starts hurting you in any way, leave." I told him. He nodded, hearing the speech over told him many times in the past.
"T-the last time he was here... H-He wasn't happy that he picked me up. When I-I got home, he tied me down and... You know the rest." I mumbled the end. I hugged him tightly.
"If you have to use self defense, use it please." I begged. He nodded.
When we got off the train, I snuck a passion filled kiss while Vernon wasn't looking. "I love you so much." I told him as I caressed his cheek.
"I love you," he said, and gave me one more hug before walking off with his trunk and cage.
"Son..." Dad said wearily. I turned to see him.
"Dad?" I asked. He grabbed my hand and apparated me to my room. He started taking down pictures of Harry and I.
"Dad no! Are you crazy?!" I yelled frantically.
"Hide these." He said. I shoved them into a endless bag type of thing, and put that bag in my desk.
"Son, I'm so sorry." He whispered. "I tried to get you out of it." Realization hit me.
"Dad, this isn't happening." I whispered. He nodded.
"I'm so sorry. I tried getting you out of it, I really did. It didn't end up well." He pointed to a scar on his throat. I gulped. "He threatened that he would kill you, your mother, and me. I had no choice. I don't want you to die, Draco. I offered sacrificing my life to save you, but he didn't want that. He wanted you." He said, disgusted at Voldemort.
"D-dad, I don't want you and mom to die. I'll do it." I whispered. He put his hands on my shoulders.
"You are so brave Draco." He said. I smiled a little. "You need to come with me." He whispered, and led me out of the room.
I walked down stairs, and he appeared me to aunt bellartrix's manor. I trembled in fear as I walked in, sitting down at the end of the table. Mom was crying silently, and that only made me feel worse.
"Let's begin, shall we?" Voldemort asked. "I think I'm late. Am I late?" He asked.
"No my lord, we are merely early." Aunt Bellartrix said.
"Oh good." He smirked, and looked at me. "Ah, Draco! Here you are. Are you ready to become a death eater?" He asked with venom dripping off his words. I nodded and gulped.
"Yes my lord." I said in a shaky voice.
"Tsk tsk tsk. Stuttering and blubbering already, eh?" He shook his head slowly from side to side. "Follow me." He said as he got up, walking out of the room. I looked at dad with horror in my eyes. He nodded, tears forming in the corners of his eyes as he comforted mom.
I got up shakily, and followed Voldemort. He shoved me into a room, and slammed the door shut. After silencing everything, he pulled out his wand and pressed it to my arm. I felt like my arm was being burned, acid was eating at it, I was being crucioed by four people, all together. I used everything in my mind not to cry out, I did however, whimper.
Voldemort slapped me across the face, and shoved me back. I fell on the bed with a thud.
I looked at him, fear all over my face, he remained emotionless. I climbed on the bed, and using magic, tied me down and got my clothes off. He looked at my shaking body, and mercilessly got started.
The next moments felt like absolute hell.

Harry's POV
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After I got home I ran upstairs, shutting the door and falling on my bed. I just sat for a few moments, before my snake charm heated up. Badly. I listened closely, and could only hear Draco crying or screaming. I panicked.
After the heating stopped, which was like, after an hour, I grabbed my notebook and tried communicating with him.
Draco?/me
No response.
Baby, are you okay?/me
Nope.
Draco./me
Nothing.
Please Draco, I need to at least know you're alive./me
Alive/him.
He wrote only the word 'alive' in the paper, handwriting messy and shaky, having the ink splatter at one spot. I noticed how at the 'E', the ink fell off the page. Almost as if he fell asleep mid way and dragged his hand across the paper. Oh god. Oh my god.
"Boy! Make dinner!" Vernon yelled. I sprinted downstairs, made a sandwich for everyone, and threw a bag of chips on the table.
"What's this?" Vernon asked, clearly not impressed. I looked him dead in the eye.
"Dinner. If you don't like it, make another yourself." I ran upstairs, and Vernon spun me around to slap me across the face. I punched him in the stomach and pushed him on the table, having Aunt Petunia yelp. The table broke underneath him, and glass dished broke all over, cutting his face.
"I've been to hell and back this year, and I don't need you to be treating me like this. My boyfriend is in trouble and you're worried that I didn't cook a five star meal? Guess what. Fuck you." I said. His eyebrows went up.
"I have GAD because of you, I live in fear because on you, I can't even sleep without a nightmare about you coming into my mind. I want it all to end. So let me get one thing clear, you're not beating me, yelling at me, or raping me anymore. Because I'm done. Touch me again, and I'm snapping your neck in half. And believe me when I say I can do much worse." I growled. I slapped him across the face once more, and stomped upstairs.
I heard Petunia yelling at Vernon, regarding the raping part that I never told her about. Dudley bursted through the door.
"That son of a bitch raped you?" He screamed. I looked at him and nodded.
"When I was little." I told him.
"Fuck, Harry. I'm so sorry. I had no idea. Why didn't you tell us?"
"He threatened to kill me.. And being 7, that's pretty horrifying." I said.
"Wait wait wait woah woah woah." He said, waving is hands in the air. "Seven fucking years old?" He asked. I nodded again. Petunia came up the stairs.
She ran to my room, and looked at me with tears in her eyes. "I can't believe you did that... That he did that... Oh my god my baby!" She yelled as she gently took my face in her hands. "He won't hurt you anymore." She whispered. I nodded. "He's still here, but he's afraid of you now." I nodded again.
"Can I go to bed?" I Asked. She nodded.
"Let's go, Dudders." She whispered as she led them out of the room.
I fell into a shaky sleep.
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