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Harry Potter
By Those He Trusted
by Laguna@o...
Disclaimer: Harry Potter is owned by JK Rowling. Not by me.
Warning: rape
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-Chapter 1-

A blanket of night covered Hogwarts. Inside, nearly everyone, ghosts included, slept peacefully. In the basement, Severus Snape prepared the ingredients for his potions class.

In Slytherin House, things were not so quiet.

Draco Malfoy was sound asleep, kept unconscious by a spell he did not even know had been cast. He was snoring quietly, completely unaware that Goyle was raping him.

"Hurry up," Crabbe hissed. "It'll be morning in an hour. I want my turn."

Another student woke and looked blearily over at Draco's bed. "Would you please be quiet," he mumbled under his breath. He started to fall back to sleep, then realized what he was seeing. Very quietly, he left the dorm and ran to the dungeons.

"Professor Snape!"

Snape looked blearily up from the table he had fallen asleep at. "Ten points from Slytherin," he yawned. "What are you doing out of your dorm during curfew?"

"Sir, Crabbe and Goyle are having sex with Draco. He's sound asleep, so I think they're using some kind of spell on him."

Snape ran back to the dorm and burst into the room.

"What in the name of Merlin do you think you're doing?" he demanded as he grabbed Goyle and pulled him off of Draco. "One hundred points from Slytherin! And you and Crabbe are expelled. IMMEDIATELY! Get out!"

Draco yawned as he woke from his spell-induced slumber. "What's all the noise about?" he asked, somewhat sleepy and unaware of what had just happened to him.

"Draco," Snape said, gently, "don't move." He placed the half-sleeping wizard on a stretcher. "Shh... just relax. I'm taking you to Madam Pomfrey. Just go back to sleep. You're going to be fine."

*****

Madam Pomfrey rushed to the stretcher as Snape brought it into the hospital. "Severus," she looked at Draco in puzzlement. He had fallen back to sleep.

"He's been raped," Snape explained. "Crabbe and Goyle are both responsible. They've been expelled."

"Merlin's beard," Pomfrey whispered. "Lucius Malfoy's gonna hit the roof when he hears about this. But why? What would make Crabbe and Goyle do this? I thought they were Draco's loyal bodyguards?"

"I don't know," Snape shook his head. "I only know that they had him under a sleep spell."

Draco sat up. "What's going on?" he demanded. "Why am I in the hospital? And why does my bottom hurt?"

"Take it easy, Draco," Snape told him. "Everything is fine."

"Like hell it is," Pomfrey cut him off. "Draco, listen to me. You've..."

Snape dragged her into the hall. "Now's not the time. He's still half asleep. He's not going to be fully competent to understand what's going on. And, they'll say you planted the idea in his head if this goes to trial."

Pomfrey looked back into the room. "You're right," she decided. "I'll tell him in the morning." she went back inside. "Draco," she told him. "You're hurt. I can't explain how right now. You need to be awake for that."

Draco murmured something in reply, then fell back to sleep.

-Chapter 2-

"Draco," Pomfrey said, the next morning. "I want you to listen carefully. You've been resorted into a new House. While you were asleep, Crabbe and Goyle told me that they had been instructed to act as they had by your father and that the other Slytherin were also ordered to do so."

"What are you talking about?" Draco asked.

"Last night," Pomfrey told Draco, "you were raped by Crabbe and Goyle."

"How could they?" Draco sat up. The pain in his bottom immediately told him that Pomfrey was no liar. "Damn them! When my father..."

"You haven't been listening," Pomfrey pointed out. "your father ordered your rape. That's why you've been removed from Slytherin."

"Removed from Slytherin?" Draco was not happy. "I get raped and you punish *me*?"

"We moved you to protect you." Pomfrey assured him. "I'm sure you'll do just fine in your new House."

"What house was I resorted into?" Draco asked.

Pomfrey tossed him a new uniform, one identical in almost every way to Harry Potter's.

"Gryffindor."

-Chapter 3-

"We got a new Gryffindor," Hermione told Ron and Harry.

Ron moved his chesspiece. "Checkmate." he declared. "Fifth time. You really ought to focus more, Harry."

"Sorry," Harry sighed. "I'm... I just got something on my mind."

"Is it the time you accidentally kissed Draco last week after Peeves made you fall on him?"

Harry blushed. He didn't want to tell them it was no accident, that while he had fallen due to Peeves, he had taken advantage of the situation to kiss a boy he had secretly loved ever since their first arrival at Hogwarts.

"So," he changed the subject quickly, "who's the new Gryffindor?"

"I don't know," Hermione replied. "I just know we've got a new classmate."

Draco walked in. He strolled over to Gryffindor's table and tried to find a seat. Within moments, he was seated between Fred & George Weasley.

Harry simply gaped, a mixture of shock and joy racing through him.

-Chapter 4-

"I hear you two are a couple of really good practical jokers," Draco told the twins. "I've just learned that my *beloved* father isn't the man I thought he was. In fact, he's downright despicable. What I need is to get even. But doing anything wicked would just be following in that rat bastard's footsteps. I don't want to do that anymore. I want to get him back, and I want to do it with a brilliant practical joke."

"Why should any of us believe you?" Ron asked. "It's more likely that you're trying to get us all into trouble."

"I went to bed the same as you did," Draco barely managed to refrain the usual sneering of Ron's last name. "But when I woke this morning, I was in the school hospital. It was a bit disorienting, but eventually, after I'd rested for a while, they told me why I was there."

"Someone finally cram their foot up your ass?" Ron asked, somewhat belligerently. Draco Malfoy was second to last on his list of people he really wanted to see (the first was teaching his next class).

"No," Draco leapt to his feet, tears suddenly springing to his eyes. "I can't believe you said that, you insensitve jerk!"

Professor McGonagall had been approaching the table and Draco collided with her as he ran.

"Mr. Malfoy," she asked. "What's happened? Has their been another assault?" She led him back to the table. "What happened, Harry?" she asked, when Draco gave no reply.

"Draco asked the twins to help him plan a practical joke on his father," Hermione answered, quickly. "then Ron said he didn't trust Draco and asked why we should believe him. And Draco told him he was in the hospital Ron got a bit rude, not that I blame him."

"All I did was ask if someone finally got sick of him and crammed their foot up his ass." Ron admitted. "It wasn't a big deal."

"It was to Draco," Hermione pointed out.

"Draco Malfoy overreacts to everything." Ron rolled his eyes.

"Draco Malfoy was raped last night," McGonagall countered.

-Chapter 5-

Draco lowered his eyes in shame. The Gryffindors knew his dirty secret now.They knew how he'd been touched by the two boys he'd trusted.

"You have nothing to be ashamed about, Draco," Ron said. "If anyone should be lowering their eyes right now, it's me. I said some pretty nasty things to you just now. Please, allow me to apologize."

"You said nothing I didn't earn," Draco replied. "So, I want to apologize, too."

The table tensed. Would Ron accept Draco's apology, or would a new argument erupt at this point.

"I forgive you," Ron said, after a moment of thought.

Despite what had happened up until that point, the next thing Draco did caught everyone completely by surprise. He stood up, went over to Hermione, and knelt at her feet.

~He's going to propose,~ Harry thought, a sense of disappointment in his heart. He'd hope to make Draco his. But that was something that just wasn't in the cards.

"Hermione," Draco said, softly. "I've called you so many rude things in the past. I've been nothing short of a monster to you. I offer you an apology and I beg your forgiveness." he lowered his head and waited for Hermione to answer.

Harry felt a mixture of relief that Draco hadn't proposed, and anxiety at what Hermione's answer might be.

"Like Ron," Hermione smiled, "I too forgive you, Draco."

*****

Narcissa Malfoy was strolling through the gardens in the courtyard of the Malfoy Estate. Her mind was on the son she had borne. The boy she loved with all her heart. She hadn't heard from him in a few days and was looking forward to an owl from him.

An owl did arrive from Hogwarts that day, addressed to Lucius Malfoy

"That's odd," she told herself as she opened it. "Usually Draco sends a letter to both my husband and myself.

She also found it odd that the letter was in a polka-dotted envelope.

Lucius opened the envelope which jumped out of his grasp. A hand popped out of the openning and slapped him across the face several times before transfiguring into a letter.

Lucius Malfoy,
Drop dead. I hate you. I never wish to see you again. I'm spending summer at the Weasley's since they're better than you.
You're the biggest jerk I know. Don't bother to reply.

Draco, EX-Malfoy.

"Lucius Malfoy."

Lucius and Narcissa turned to find a fellow council member standing their with another man beside him.

"What are you doing on my property?"

"We have a warrant for your arrest," the other man told him.

"On what charges?" Lucius demanded.

"Lucius Malfoy you are under arrest for soliciting the rape of Draco Malfoy."

Narcissa launched herself at her soon-to-be ex-husband. "You bastard! You told me you gave Crabbe and Goyle that money to help them look presentable. You paid them to sodomize *my* son."

"Your little mudblood needed to be brought into line." Lucius told her as he was bound for the trip to Azkaban. "Yes, I know all about your little affair with "poochikins". Did you really think you could hide it from me? I found out that brat of yours is not my son, and I punished him. And when I get out of prison, I'll punish you, too."

Narcissa watched as her husband was taken away. Then, she dropped to her knees and wept. After a moment, she dried her eyes and retrieved her broomstick. It was time for a visit to Gringott's.

*****

Draco stared at Madam Pomfrey in horror. He'd known since she'd told him that the previous night's rape hadn't been the first. But this new revalation was still quite upsetting to him.

Draco was four months pregnant with Gregory Goyle's child.

-Chapter 6-

"You have *got* to be kidding me. How is that even possible?"

"Apparently someone put a curse on you this past summer that would cause you to get pregnant," Pomfrey told the distraught Draco.

"I want it gone," Draco told her. "I want an abortion. There's no way in *hell* I'm carrying around something Goyle or Crabbe put in me. I'd rather be dead."

"Draco, I can't do an abortion. If I'd known about it earlier, I may have been able to get it out. But it's too dangerous now. I'm sorry."

Draco stared at Madam Pomfrey as if she'd just told him he had some fatal disease that she could not cure. Was he really going to have to carry that moron Goyle's baby? He couldn't bear it. And the worst thing was knowing that his father had probably been the one to place the curse upon him. His father had helped Goyle to get him pregnant.

*****

The owls came the next morning to deliver the mail. Harry noticed, with curiosity, that an owl with a blue and pink envelope flew to Snape and dropped the envelop in the Potion's Master's hand.

A few of the older students were staring in disbelief.

"What's everyone so curious about?" Harry asked Percy, who was sitting nearby, also craning to see the Potion's Master's expression.

"Snape just got a Daddy Notice," Percy explained. "He's either just become a father or has been one for some time and the mom's just getting around to telling him."

Snape eyed the Daddy Notice with curiosity. Why had he got it? His only encounter with a woman had not ended badly, though she had eventually chosen to wed another. He was happy for her, and still felt a twinge in his heart when he thought of her. But nothing had come of it. Had it? He opened the letter. Unfortunately for him, it was a speaking letter, and it shouted out the message with a joy that was as loud as a howler's anger.

"Darling Poochikins!" Narcissa's told everyone in the room, "Draco Malfoy is your son."

Everyone who had been snickering at "poochikins" went silent. Many of them knew about Lucius's crimes against Draco and they were sure that Snape was going to kill the man.

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