"Then what? Why haven't I released him!?" Harry cut her off. She was alarmed at his anger. "Well, that was one of the first things I talked to Draco about when we got back. He refuses to try to break it. He won't renounce me, and I... I can't just...."
"Just what?"
"I can't... disavow him."
Hermione looked at him. "Harry, just because you break your master-slave bond doesn't mean you can't... be together afterward! It's just making it...."
"I know!" he hissed, and looked angry by himself. "It's... hard. Just imagine that you have to look Ron or me in the face and tell me you want to break up our friendship... and mean it. Hermione... it's not just words. For it to work... Magic has to believe it."
Her mouth popped open. "But it's not real... it's just for the bond to break."
"I don't know if Draco can handle me saying those words... and I don't know if I can say the words. The bond is meant to be permanent. I felt Draco bind to me... it's...."
"Addicting?" Hermione offered.
Harry glared at her but then looked ashamed. "It's not...."
"Look, Harry, in the oh... fifteen hours since I started researching this bond... every book says that the master gets a power high off the bond, and the slave feels powerless and submissive."
Harry looked at the floor. 
"Harry... I'm not stupid. You worded that magical oath in Court very particularly. Your 온라인카지노게임 to me... was also carefully worded. You said that Draco never did anything to you," she said, watching Harry's reaction.
He didn't meet her eyes. "I-He-We... we-we..." Harry stammered.
"Hey... Harry," Ron said, stepping in closer. "Hey... we aren't judging you... or him. We're your friends."
"I know. You-You don't understand... you can't understand," he said, rambling.
"I know we can't... but we are concerned... for you and him," Ron said, quietly. "Come on, sit down at the table and relax. We aren't grilling, yeh. Just try to explain."
Harry sat down at the table and buried his face in his hands. "I don't know how to explain."
"And I need to know that Draco's going to be okay with you," Ron said, pointedly.
Hermione gave Ron a look. She never expected those words to come out of Ron's mouth. 
Harry didn't either. "You... call him Draco?"
"I walked in on him getting...."
"Raped?" Harry said bluntly, and Hermione flinched.
"Yeah... and he... he just accepted it... like it was normal."
Harry nodded and took Ron's hand. "It was... it was our normal. He had to watch me... be raped and tortured... and then I had to watch him. Weeks... months... every day. He... he taught me... let them have my body... and protect my mind."
Ron squeezed his hand and glanced at Hermione to keep quiet. "It's okay."
"It's not okay... I was breaking... and I just-I just wanted... comfort. I never... been with anyone before. He just held me and it felt good. I wanted... feel something real," Harry rambled. 
Hermione was really starting to worry that he'd crack, but Ron tried to help, "Okay... it's okay...."
"It was before... before the bond. I asked him to... and he wouldn't... he wouldn't do it."
"He let you... top?" Ron asked.
Harry looked at him and nodded. "He refused to top... cause... I was the one being tortured. It's always been that way. I don't make him... do it."