Original poster: sakaim Title: Ambivalent Lucidity: Rewrite (19/23) Rating: R Author: </a></b></a>sakaim Pairing: Harry/Draco Summary:When Draco Malfoy's mental health mysteriously declines, he is placedunder the care of the only person he responds to: Harry Potter. Warnings:Violence, rape, character death, mental illnesses (DissociativeIdentity Disorder, Post-Traumatic Stress, Paranoid Schizophrenia),slash, Pre-HBP Harry knew the moment that they stepped on the Hogwarts Express thatthis would not be a fun train ride. He and Draco snagged a compartmenttogether while Ron and Hermione headed off to do their Prefect duties,and the moment the door closed, Draco withdrew and sat by the largewindow, his knees drawn to his chest as he stared out the window with astricken expression. Have gave pause for a moment, watching him, beforehe walked over and tucked his arm around his shoulder. “It’s going tobe fine, you know.” His voice was not nearly as steady or as strong ashe would have liked it to be, but when Draco turned his face up to him,he smiled and cupped his cheek, leaning down to kiss him.
Dracoseemed to instantly relax, his feet moving to the floor again, andHarry felt his heart give a little flutter in his chest. He recalledhow he had felt the night before when he and Draco had slipped behindthe statue in the hallway and he had begun to undress Draco. He couldsee the blonde’s eyes widen in anticipation as Harry’s hands opened hisrobes, and he could feel his fury at Hermione having found them. Dracoseemed to be thinking along the same lines, for he wrapped his armsaround Harry’s neck and rubbed his lips against the shell of Harry’sear. “We’re not going to be alone for a long while…” It was true. Theywould no doubt be closely monitored for the next two weeks at theBurrow. Harry met Draco’s eyes to confirm that it was Draco who wasspeaking, and it was.
Harry’s tongue plunged into Draco’s mouth,and he flicked his wand so the curtains on the inside of thecompartment slammed shut. Another flick and the door was locked, thenhis hands were wandering all over Draco, feeling his razor-sharp hipsand the soft concave curve of his ribcage. Draco was arching into him,and Harry shifted their positions so that Draco was lying on thecushioned seat and he was lying on top of him. He could feel Draco’scock pressing into his stomach, and he arched his back upward a littleso he could slide a hand between them, and he deftly undid Draco’srobes before his hand slipped into them. His fingertips met the other’sarousal, and he seized it, dragging his mouth from the blonde’s lips tohis neck. His robes were pushed apart, and the shirt beneath wasunbuttoned before Harry was assaulting his nipples with a slitheringtongue.
Draco’s eyes rolled as Harry trailed lower and lower,his hand a steadying weight on his erection, and he knew what wascoming before it happened. The cold frame of glasses dropped onto hisstomach, and he reached down to take them away the split second beforetwo warm, pliant lips slipped over the head of his cock, and hewhimpered. Lucius had never done this. The other Death Eaters had neverwrapped their mouths around him and showed him that it was all right;no, that privilege was all Harry’s. He felt his trousers being pusheddown to his knees and past them, and he spread his thighs wantonly asHarry buried his head between his legs.
Harry had absolutely noidea what he was doing. Judging from the sounds Draco was making, hewas doing something right, and so he swiped his tongue over the glans,over the shaft, then engulfed Draco in his mouth as fully as he could.His right hand pushed up Draco’s testes and he palmed his perineum,massaging it rather clumsily as Draco’s hands threaded into his hairand helped him with his mouth’s slick strokes. His tongue lashed theother boy’s penis as he sucked him off, relishing the mild taste ofhim. He produced enough saliva to gather some on the tip of his finger,and he slipped it between Draco’s buttocks, gently massaging his anusas his mouth worked furiously. How he longed to fuck Draco then, tomove over him and push in to the hilt, but he knew he must contenthimself with this for now.
The sudden presence of that fingermade Draco gasp, and he arched his hips upward to give Harry betteraccess to his opening. He threw his forearm over his eyes and yelped asHarry placed a wonderful, exquisite pressure on his perineum, and heshuddered. “Harry, I won’t…I won’t last…I…” It had been perhaps threeminutes since Harry had begun and suddenly Draco was coming with forcein Harry’s mouth, sitting up with the sheer pleasure of it, and he wasyelling without care that there was no Silencing Charm placed on thecompartment. There was a surge of voices outside, but he ignored it ashe collapsed back onto the seat and trembled. “Fuck…”
The tastewas foreign to Harry, but not unpleasant, and he had had to fight hisgag reflex when Draco shoved himself deep into Harry’s mouth to come.Jets of ejaculate plastered the back of his throat and he swallowedconvulsively, so horny he did not even hear Draco screaming in ecstasy.He sat back up and helped Draco dress properly again, taking a momentto call through the door that it was all right, that it was Draco andhe was not well, then he leaned back in his seat and rubbed himselfthrough his robes.
Draco’s eyes landed on Harry touching himselflike this and he moaned, flocking to his side and burying his face inHarry’s neck. “Take it out, Harry,” he breathed, and he watched asHarry eased his aching erection from the confines of his clothes. Histongue snaked out to drag along Harry’s neck and ear, his eyes neverbudging from the sight of Harry stroking himself and moaning. He movedhis mouth up to Harry’s ear, tracing the shell of the ear beforewhispering, “If this train weren’t so bumpy, I’d just love to hop on,you know…” Harry whimpered at this and pumped faster, his eyes squeezedclosed in fantasy. “I’d crawl onto your lap and let you fuck me as hardas you wanted…Would you like that, Harry? Would you like me to sit onthat big cock of yours?”
“Yes…” Harry breathed shakily, and he spread his legs a bit, his thighs tensing up. “Fuck, I’d love it, Draco…”
“Sowould I…” Then, to Harry’s utter shock, Draco slipped off the seat andquickly shed his robes and trousers, and he got onto all fours,displaying his arse to Harry. “Just imagine it, Harry…”
Harrydropped onto the floor and got to his knees behind Draco. He pressedthe tip of his arousal to Draco’s opening and pushed just slightly, notenough to penetrate him, but enough to let him know he was there. Dracosqueezed his buttocks around the head of Harry’s penis, and Harrygasped, grabbing Draco’s hip and jerking off furiously so that, onevery stroke, his cock hit Draco’s arse, and in a few moments he wascoming hard on Draco’s perfectly rounded buttocks. He pushed theerupting head to Draco’s anus again, warm streams of semen coating it,and he choked out Draco’s name before he fell back, breathing hard andfast. Draco took care of the cleanup, and Harry smiled weakly at him,supposing that the train ride would certainly not be all bad. He tuckedhimself back in his pants before he moved onto the seat again and tookDraco in his arms, cuddling him. “That was amazing…” Draco seemedincapable of speech and merely nodded, holding tightly to Harry.
Thepair dozed until Hermione unlocked the door and came in with Ron at herheels. “Sorry we were gone so long,” she said a little breathlessly,and she grinned at Ron before she sat down across from Harry, who wasblinking groggily. “I trust you two didn’t miss us…” Her eyes roamedover the bite marks on Harry’s neck and she blushed a little, the imageof finding them behind the statue the previous night. Harry blushed,and she cleared her throat a little.
“Why on earth would we missyou, you filthy little Mudblood?” This statement was issued harshlyfrom Draco lips, and Harry looked down at him sharply. “Filthycreature…You’d never step one muddy little foot into my house, youhideous animal, you can mark my words!”
To her credit,Hermione took it in stride, and she gave Draco—rather, his newestpersonality—a very stern look. “Excuse me,” she said dangerously, andshe glared at the blonde boy. “Why don’t you shove your purist bullshitright back up your arse where it belongs?” She was pleased to see himlook shocked, and she leaned on Ron’s shoulder.
“Your thoughtshave been straying to my arse, have they, Mudblood?” the personalityhissed, and Harry scooted away from his boyfriend. “In that case, Iwon’t be putting anything near it save for some good, strong soap towipe away your filth with!” He turned on Ron. “And YOU, you nastylittle blood traitor…”
Harry groaned and leaned back against the seat. It was a very, very long train ride back to King’s Cross.
Dracoreappeared just before they disembarked, and he leaned heavily intoHarry, looking extremely nervous. “Sorry guys,” he mumbled to Ron andHermione, who merely shook their head. Hermione gripped Harry’s handfor a moment before they left the compartment, and Draco turned to hisboyfriend. “Harry, something bad’s going to happen,” he claimed weakly,and he heaved a deep sigh. “I just know it…”
Harry frowned andgave Draco a little squeeze before picking up Hedwig’s cage and takingDraco’s hand. “I think we’ll be fine, Draco. Just stay very close tome, okay?” he asked, and he smiled as the blonde leaned into hisshoulder. “There we go.” They walked side-by-side through the corridorand left the train, immediately pummeled by a sharp northern wind.“Feels like snow again soon…Look, there’s Lupin to pick us up!”
Remuswas indeed heading over, a grin on his face as he took Hedwig fromHarry and began walking with the boys towards the platform barrier.“Ready for a good winter break, boys?” he asked with a smile that, toHarry, made it seem as though Lupin had been drinking a bit.
“Er,yeah…” Harry said, and he released Draco’s hand as Hedwig begansquawking in her cage. He took her back from Remus and frowned at her,reprimanding her for a moment before he looked back up to Remus.“Sorry, I…Where’s Mrs. Weasley?” He thought it odd that they did nothave the usual guard with them. Ron and Hermione were discussingsomething with McGonagall, and Ginny had disappeared into the crowd,the usual guard was mysteriously absent.
Then Harry sawit—Remus Lupin was rushing towards them through the crowd, wand aloft,and Harry dropped Hedwig’s cage in shock. Hedwig screeched, getting theattention of the entire platform, and Harry shoved Draco back hard,drawing his wand and holding it in front of him. “Lucius,” he spat, andhe saw Remus’s face break into a maniacal grin. “Impedimenta!”
Luciusdodged the curse, sidestepping it and dashing forward to make a grabfor Draco. “No!” Harry yelped, and he went to raise his wand againbefore he felt Draco ripped from his side. “Draco!” But it was only Ronwho had pulled Draco back. Harry felt himself being pulled back aswell, and he watched as Tonks and the real Lupin moved in to startedcasting curses at Lucius, who had suddenly drawn his wand. Harry heardthe unmistakable incantation for the Cruciatus curse, and he turned tolook at Draco, who was struggling against Ron. “Draco, relax, it’sjust—”
“Harry, NO!” Harry turned his head to see an identicalRon Weasley rushing for them, and panic flooded through him. He triedto pull himself from the arms of whomever was holding him—a lookconfirmed it to be an imposter Hermione—and he broke free of theirgrasp a moment before, amidst the mass of confused and frightenedstudents, he saw Draco turn to meet his gaze, those grey eyes filledwith fear.
“Draco!” he yelled, and he tried to push his way tothat blonde head, but his classmates were beginning to panic asUnforgivables flew in every direction. He could hear someone screamingin agony; it sounded like a young girl. He reached out for Draco, andhe kicked someone very hard in his attempt to lunge at him, but hetripped and was stepped on several times before he was able to righthimself again. He stood sharply and looked around desperately, and hecaught sight of Draco once more before there was an ominous pop, andboth Draco and the imposter Ron were gone.
“FUCK!” Harryscreeched, and he spun around, looking for someone, anyone that coulddo something. There was no one in the crowd of over a thousand, and hegave a choked sob before he stood stock-still and closed his eyes.
He began to concentrate. Malfoy Manor, Malfoy Manor…Whereelse would Lucius have taken Draco?! He suddenly felt a sickeningfeeling of having his insides squished uncomfortably together, and heyelled as the Platform disappeared around him. A moment later, hetumbled onto the grass before a sweeping white mansion atop a greenhill, and he could hear someone screaming.