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It was Draco's birthday, his coming of age, and he would be inducted in a special ceremony later. This, however, was a special gift from the Dark Lord. "Special, and yours only. Make me proud, son," Lucius had said. Although this was not how Draco had imagined things, the potion he had drunk was aflame in his blood and he stepped into the prison cell. Written for DeflowerDraco2012.