Chrissy (iwantasoda) wrote,

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Title: The Ultimate Betrayal
Author: Chrissy (iwantasoda)
Feedback: My drug of choice
Pairing: Draco/Harry
Word Count: 338
Rating: R
Genre: Angst
Summary: Harry is the victim of something he never thought possible-betrayal
Notes: Written for 50passages #11: “The chamber was filled with a soft light; its walls were green and silver and its roof of gold.”
Spoilers: n/a
Warnings: Mentions of abuse and torture
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns all

Harry’s eyes fluttered open, his body wracked with the pain of the many Cruccios he had received over the past few days. The Boy-Who-Scored, as Draco once love to call him, had given up on ever getting out of this damned dungeon alive. He looked around his surroundings for what seemed like the millionth time; there was a soft light filtering in through the small barred windows, making the roof look as if it were made of gold. He gave a futile tug on the chains that bound him before leaning his head against the silver-grey wall that was covered with a green mossy substance before glancing over to where his wand lay on the ground, broken into three pieces by Draco Malfoy.
            Harry shook his head to clear his mind of that thought. Draco, no, Malfoy, was the reason he was in this wonderful predicament. His eyes closed, feigning sleep when he heard the sound of the heavy door being unlocked. Footsteps travelled across the room and stopped in front of the chained prisoner, eyeing him warily.
            Harry’s eyes snapped open when he felt a hand brush across his bruised and dirty cheek. He growled softly and tried to move his head away when his eyes met familiar blue –grey ones.
            “I’m sorry… I didn’t know,” Draco said softly, his eyes raking over the abused body of his lover.
            “Fuck off,” Harry muttered, his eyes closing once again.
            “Come on Harry, how the hell was I supposed to know that Lucius was having me followed? Harry you know that I would never betray you like this,” Draco said, crossing his arms over his chest stubbornly.
            “Why are you here?” Harry asked tiredly, noticing Draco’s black robes and the white mask in his left hand.
            “The Dark Lord wants you,” Draco said, slipping his mask on. He unlocked the chains before a masked man joined them in the dungeon.
            Harry shot Draco a look of pure loathing before being marched out to a final meeting with Lord Voldemort.
Tags: 50passages, draco/harry, harry potter
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