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29 October 2007 @ 08:10 am
No One In the World  
Title: No One in the World
Author: Me! tes_aidan
Summary: After the war, to save himself from starving, Draco agrees to a seedy photo shoot.
Pairings: H/D in fantasy, Draco/Self (masturbation)
Warnings: ANGST!
Disclaimer: Not mine, wish they were, blahblahblah, creative parody law...blahblahblah, characters, scenes, situations changed more than 10% protecting this as original artwork from prosecution by law and blahblahblah, you get the drill. They're original creations of JK Rowling, I don't care who else owns rights to them, because they're JKR's original characters, meaning no one else can own them, not even the companies that published them, no matter what the law says so NYAH!

The click of a camera. The feel of cold air on a naked body. Draco Malfoy closed his eyes and tried to ignore the sensation of eyes roaming across his scarred and bare flesh and instead forced himself to think of better times. Times before the ministry took everything he owned. Before the wizarding world refused to hire someone with his name. Times when he had friends. And if not hope, then at least he never went hungry.

Fingers ran across his chest, spreading oil over protruding ribs and an in curved stomach that stood testament to his months of hunger that led him to this job.

"You need to look like you want it," the director of the shoot said. A thick hand closed over his flaccid cock, and the only thing that kept Draco from sobbing was that at least he knew it no longer belonged to Voldemort. No...the Dark Lord was dead. The Dark Lord could never use him that way again (except in his nightmares, which never left him alone). "Think of something hot. Something that makes you want to fuck."

What could turn him on anymore? The memory of Blaise's head bobbing over his cock as his hands were tied to the bedpost? Those had been good times. But Blaise had disappeared after the war, when he had inherited money from his real father after coming of age. Rumor had it that his mother had seen a goldmine in her own son and his body was now buried somewhere in the Indies. Think of fucking Pansy? No...no, that just made him go limp. The one three way with Crabbe and Goy--no...no...that just brought back memories and made him want to scream. What was left? What was there that could get a reaction? The only thing he had felt since the end of the war was desolation and loss. Pardoned for his crimes after Harry spoke up for him, but left without a home, without a family, without friends or money or a life. And only left breathing because some bastard Gryffindor with messy hair and the greenest of eyes decided to have mercy.

Fucking Harry Potter. Should have just let him die. He had nothing left to live for. He was left with nothing. Just a rotten name, a dark alley to sleep in, starvation, and a hand around his cock that was trying to stroke a reaction out of it.

"Come on, lad, what's the first thing that comes to your mind when you think of getting fucked?"

Harry. Because Harry had fucked him. Not literally, but had fucked him over so badly by not letting the ministry kill him. He would never think of Harry really fucking him. Though, that thought triggered a vision of Quidditch calloused fingers stroking over his limp flesh, and bitten pink lips tracing circles over his neck. Slowly biting up to his ear. Draco's name murmured in tones of breathless desire instead of cruel scorn...

Draco's eyes shot open in shock as he realized he was aroused.

"That's it. Whoever they are, they're one lucky little fuck, you know that?" the director asked, tugging the head of Draco's penis. Draco whimpered, horrified as his mind continued on. Images of the Golden Boy finding him where he slept on the streets when he couldn't sleep his way into a bed; taking pity on the broken soul and taking him home. There, Harry would hold him. Give him a real bath and kiss him gently in a way that no one he had sold himself to had. And Draco would submit. Pull Harry on top of him and cry as their bodies became one. Beg Harry to keep him, to not make him go back out there, to not make him have to sell his body anymore just so he wouldn't starve. And Harry would agree. Would kiss away his tears and Draco would finally be loved--like he hadn't by his parents, like he hadn't by Voldemort or his friends, and like he definitely wasn't now.

"That's it," Draco heard in the background as the Director stepped back. "You got this on camera?"

"Yeah boss."

"Stroke yourself. Come on, kid."

Draco threw an arm over his face as tears broke free from shattered glass silver orbs. His wrist was grabbed and jerked back.

"Don't hide from the camera," the director snapped harshly. Shaking, Draco closed his hand around himself, blocking out their voices, sinking himself into the daydream.

It wasn't his grip, but Harry's. Harry was on top of him as Draco cried, whispering warm reassurances and pressing kisses over the salty streams on his cheeks. Then moving down his neck, lapping at the hollow. Draco tilted his head back, imagining he could feel the butterfly ghost of that tongue, and moaned. His hips jerked up, eyes squeezing tighter. The voice of the director whispering commands to the photographers became Harry's low chuckle at Draco's inability to hold still. The clicking of cameras the clicking of the top of a lube bottle that Harry was pouring onto his fingers. The rustle of movement across the linoleum floor the sound of sheets shifting as Harry moved between his legs. Draco spread his thighs open to give the apparition in his head more room. It wasn't a camera lens taking pictures there. It was Harry's eyes only.

And it was Harry's lips that would ghost over the tip of his erection, as he mouthed the word, "mine".

Draco came hard, screaming out the name without thought, hips arching off the podium as his cum stained his chest and his world exploded.

When the debris started to settle, he realized that it wasn't Harry's bed he was in, and there were no arms that would wrap around him and hold him as he cried. Instead, there was laughter.

"He's fantasizing about Harry Potter!" one camera man exclaimed.

Draco just rolled onto his side and cried, hugging himself, because there was no one else in the world to do it for him.

Onto the Sequel?
Snarky Journalist from Heck: waiting for my next mistakelire_casander on October 29th, 2007 04:07 pm (UTC)
But... but... poor Draco! *hugs him* My poor boy, he's so broken and desperate...
GraveROBBER: Harry and Draco are Maturetes_aidan on October 29th, 2007 09:44 pm (UTC)
I didn't even mean for this to turn out so sad. It was just something that came to mind. I have a sequel to it that I'll be posting here soon. I just need to finish up with editing it. ^.^
(no subject) - tes_aidan on October 30th, 2007 06:35 am (UTC) (Expand)
like water: dramagantar on October 29th, 2007 04:59 pm (UTC)
Awwwwwww... =(( Now you have to write a sequel *grin*
GraveROBBER: Harry Draco togethertes_aidan on October 29th, 2007 09:45 pm (UTC)
Written. Will be posted after I finish editing it. Of course I had to write one! I couldn't leave Draco like this *Sniffles*
(no subject) - tes_aidan on October 30th, 2007 06:35 am (UTC) (Expand)
(no subject) - gantar on October 30th, 2007 09:02 am (UTC) (Expand)
Truthful Plum Logical Horse: draco malfoy [is above your station]megyal on October 29th, 2007 05:20 pm (UTC)
Beg Harry to keep him, to not make him go back out there

Oh Draco.

This broke my heart so much. It really did.
GraveROBBERtes_aidan on October 29th, 2007 09:46 pm (UTC)
*Huggles* I'm glad that you liked it (at least I hope the heart breaking means you did). I have a sequel I'll post, and I'll inform everyone in comments, but yeah...I blame the new Calvin Klein commercials
(no subject) - megyal on October 29th, 2007 10:41 pm (UTC) (Expand)
(no subject) - tes_aidan on October 30th, 2007 06:35 am (UTC) (Expand)
thrnbrookethrnbrooke on October 29th, 2007 05:27 pm (UTC)
Oh poor Draco!!! He's broken! Why didn't Harry make sure he was alright? He had to know what the Ministry had done. Is there hope for him?
GraveROBBERtes_aidan on October 29th, 2007 09:47 pm (UTC)
There is....

...sequel will be posted later. I'll inform you in a comment when it is. I'm for seriously not pleased with the second part of this, but I love this one, even though it is so sad *le sigh* I'm glad you liked it
(no subject) - tes_aidan on October 30th, 2007 06:35 am (UTC) (Expand)
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GraveROBBERtes_aidan on October 30th, 2007 06:36 am (UTC)
He teh fuk'd. But I un-fuk'd him?

And I agree. Draco didn't stand a chance in the books. Between his father and the rest of the wizarding world? Poor boy.

anyway....lolz, since I can't stand sad endings.... (and because of lots of requests....)


Take Me Home
Jaimejaime27 on October 29th, 2007 06:48 pm (UTC)
Awwww.... This is so sad! Poor Draco... *bursts into tears* Will there be a sequel? Please? With Harry doing some seriously needed rescuing? Please? Lovely story Hon (even though it was so sad)! ~Jaime
GraveROBBERtes_aidan on October 30th, 2007 06:36 am (UTC)
*Pets and gives cuddly thing to hold onto while crying*

*And also a sequel to cheer you up XD*


Take Me Home
Jessi: Draco and Harrypunkfaerie4242 on October 29th, 2007 07:57 pm (UTC)
*snatches Draco away from evil director and the clicking cameras and puts Draco in Harry's arms* Now I'm satisfied. Pretty please with a cherry on top... tell me that there will be a sequeal to this story?
GraveROBBERtes_aidan on October 30th, 2007 03:57 am (UTC)
No, there's not. In this universe, Draco starves to death on the streets. He dies sobbing, cold, on Christmas, thinking of Harry as he holds himself, pretending it's his arms.

Actually, I'm full of shit. The sequel is written! And it has a happy ending!

I just need it beta'd.

Soooooooo.....pretty please with a cherry on top AND hot naked H/D smex...would you like to beta?

(no subject) - tes_aidan on October 30th, 2007 06:34 am (UTC) (Expand)
Severka S. Rogueovaseverkarogueova on October 29th, 2007 08:43 pm (UTC)
OMG, that's so sad, can't stop crying...
...hugging himself,... just broke my heart
Please, please for a sequel... Harry must find him a save him...
GraveROBBERtes_aidan on October 30th, 2007 06:37 am (UTC)
Your wish is my command *Bows*

Take Me Home
malachic on October 29th, 2007 09:22 pm (UTC)
*grabs Draco, shoves towards Harry*

Aw, come on... please, the must be a sequel... this broke my heart, it really did.
GraveROBBERtes_aidan on October 30th, 2007 06:37 am (UTC)
*Harry catches*

Take Me Home
darkestnight12darkestnight12 on October 30th, 2007 01:45 am (UTC)
Must. Restrain. Murderous. Intent.

ARGH! Must kill stupid studio perverts! *glares*

*hugs Draco* Don't worry, Harry will come for you~...*sniffles*
GraveROBBER: Let's be bad guystes_aidan on October 30th, 2007 03:52 am (UTC)
No, he won't. In this universe, Draco winds up freezing to death. He dies cold, hungry, alone, and thankful that it's finally over. Harry doesn't give his old nemesis a second thought, except to huff when reads about his passing in the end, and marries Ginny with a clean conscience.


Actually, I'm kidding. I have the sequel all written, in which everything is made better! (And no Ginny marrying!) But... I need a beta. Would you like to provide assistance? It would be a grand undertaking, since I don't like the sequel at all v.v;;; Please oh please?
(no subject) - darkestnight12 on October 30th, 2007 04:19 am (UTC) (Expand)
(no subject) - tes_aidan on October 30th, 2007 05:10 am (UTC) (Expand)
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(no subject) - darkestnight12 on October 30th, 2007 06:53 am (UTC) (Expand)
i'm on warm milk and laxatives: dracomalfoyidontgiveafaux on October 31st, 2007 11:30 am (UTC)
::sigh:: i absolutely love broken!draco stories but they always take a lot out of me after i've read them. i loved this. some of the words you used were simply gorgeous; i especially liked Draco tilted his head back, imagining he could feel the butterfly ghost of that tongue. :)
GraveROBBERtes_aidan on November 1st, 2007 01:38 pm (UTC)
Thank you for the compliment. I had a hard time accepting that I wrote this, and wound up forcing myself to write a sequel, since me+angst=sadness. Your review definitly made me happy :)
(no subject) - idontgiveafaux on November 3rd, 2007 11:48 am (UTC) (Expand)
Severka S. Rogueovaseverkarogueova on November 1st, 2007 10:22 am (UTC)
I can't help but return to this story again and again.
Would you mind, tes-aidann, if I translate it in Czech? Some of my friends wants to know, upon what I'm harping since Monday... Please...
GraveROBBER: Love youtes_aidan on November 1st, 2007 01:37 pm (UTC)
No, I wouldn't :) Just make sure to let me know if you post it anywhere? I'd love to see my works translated! Or to know that someone likes them enough to do it ^.^ Thank you!!!!
Thanks... I take i for yes - severkarogueova on November 1st, 2007 01:54 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Translation - severkarogueova on November 8th, 2007 02:32 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Translation - tes_aidan on February 25th, 2009 05:07 pm (UTC) (Expand)
k8 mattyk8matty on November 2nd, 2007 09:09 am (UTC)
omg, so hot.... but... so SAD *wails!*

'He's fantasizing about Harry Potter!'

Omg, I cried.
Poor Draco!

...lucky fangirls ^_^
akuma_riverakuma_river on November 4th, 2007 06:50 am (UTC)
Those bastards!

Poor Draco, and them making fun of him.
Fairyscarletladyy on January 7th, 2012 02:30 pm (UTC)
Oh poor Draco! ♥ This was an excellently written fic! :)