Adult-FanFiction.org : Harry Potter

The Final Escape	By : Vertex Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 69871 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-The Final Escape
- 1
Warning this is not a nice story! It’s about rape, violence and sex!

I had to make the characters a little out of character… all right very out of
character I had to.

Harry and Bellatrix would never have sex otherwise.

¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤

The Final Escape

This was it; they had finally lost, after so many years of hard fighting it was
over. Harry, Ron and Hermione had been caught. Voldemort had instead of killing
them on the spot sent them down to individual cells in the dungeon of his castle
to die alone.

He could hear Hermione shriek every now and then as various death eaters raped
her. Apparently the fact that Hermione being muggle born and was considered by
most death eaters filthy was not reason enough to not enjoy her flesh. Harry
knew she had been a virgin before she came here and he knew she would rather die
then entertain death eaters this way. He and Ron a few cells away had yelled
themselves hoarse trying to make the death eaters stop but as they only seemed
to take even more pleasure in Hermione if Harry and Ron yelled.

Ron had been through the same thing as Harry had. A few cruciatus that was all.
Ron had been tortured by Lucius Malfoy while Harry had been tortured by
Voldemort himself. It had been nothing compared to hearing Hermione being raped
over and over again. Harry would have taken his life by hanging himself in his
clothes if it hadn’t felt like deserting Ron and Hermione. He was sure he would
die soon enough anyway.

“Nooooo!” Hermione shrieked.

“Hermione!” Harry yelled hoarsely.

“Harry,” A warm female voice said softly from the cell door. Harry knew whose
voice that was. There was only one death eater who was mad enough to maintain a
so horrible false voice after all human she had killed and tortured. It was
Bellatrix Lestrange, Voldemort’s second hand. She had replaced Lucius Malfoy as
she was even more ruthless then him.

“Happy to see me?” Bellatrix asked and unlocked the door slowly, “This is your
big chance Harry, the only thing that stands in the way of freedom is little me.”

She opened the door slowly, “What’s the matter Harry, lost your Gryffindor
courage?”

Harry didn’t reply he knew that what ever he would say would make it worse. She
waved her wand at him and he felt his arm and legs stiffen she had performed the
body bind curs on him. Or at least a part of it, he found that he could still
move his neck and bend his back. With out the support of his arms however he
slipped and fell down to his stone bed on his back. He instinctively turned his
head to Bellatrix so that she could still see her.

“That’s more comfortable isn’t it?” Bellatrix asked sweetly as she approached
him. She looked different then the last time she had seen him, she looked
younger somehow the traces of all her years in Azkaban were gone.

“Do you like it?” Bellatrix asked leaning down next to him, “I stole Grangers
youth or her innocence at least master helped me.”

“Bastard,” Harry croaked, his voice too ruined for the tune he had intended.

“It’s all the same to her you know,” Bellatrix said touching his scar with the
tip of her index finger nail, “She will never notice, in fact she wanted it, it
was a change from the slobs.”

“What do you want,” Harry said with as much force he could muster.

“I don’t want much all I want is you, I want your seed,” Bellatrix whispered.
Harry felt a shiver of horror go through his body.

“Now Harry, I won’t get any seed from you if you don’t relax,” Bellatrix said
and kissed his scar softly. Her lips were stone cold and dead almost as if they
had decayed. Harry pulled his head back as far from her as he could.

Bellatrix giggled, “It’s alright I don’t need any foreplay I am already wet
enough for a little boy.”

Bellatrix started to undress and Harry stared at her in horror, “You do know how
women work don’t you Harry?”

Harry didn’t reply he had opened his mouth in a silent scream. Bellatrix slowly
removed her bra and knickers and stood naked in front of him.

“Have you seen a woman before, Harry?” Bellatrix purred, “I know you like it,
but don’t blame yourself its instinct.”

Bellatrix walked over to him again she grabbed his petrified hand movemoved it
over her breast, “That feels good, a woman’s nipples are very sensitive.”

Harry hated himself but he couldn’t help thinking that thing could be worse.
Bellatrix was right he didn’t mind seeing her naked, she was a rather attractive
woman after all. However, he also felt pretty sure that he would never give her
his seed. Bellatrix rubbed his hand gently over her erected nipple, he didn’t
know what to make out of the feeling.

She moved his hand lover and forced him to touch her between her legs. She gasp,
“That is my most sensible spot… can you feel it? I’ve removed all my hair so I
could give you a proper lesson.”

She moved his hand over her soft vulva. He could make out that par parts of it
were damp.

“Can you feel it?” She reaped again with her free hand she pulled her lower lips
apart so that he could feel her clitoris. She gasped again and rubbed his hand
over it, “Oh that is so good I have not had a man for so long.”

“I thought I was a boy,” Harry said he had intended to snap at her but he was
too distracted by what she was doing.

“Any boy who can make a woman feel like this is a man,” Bellatrix said, “Now I
want you do feel inside me… I am all wet.”

With both of her hands, she managed to bend one of his petrified fingers enough
so that it slipped inside her.

“That’s nice,” Bellatrix said moving his finger slowly in and out of her pussy.
She grinned at him and pulled his finger away from her inside and up towards her
face. She opened her mouth and sucked his wet finger.

“I like my taste, it’s pure,” She said when the only thing left on his finger
was her saliva.

Bellatrix let go of his hand and it hung limply besides him. She bent over him
and Harry pulled his head as far away from him as possible. He couldn’t move far
enough Bellatrix pushed her lips onto his. Harry wondered if he should bite her
but figured that would only make things worse, instead he decided not to move a
muscle.

“Could you taste it from my lips?”

Harry knew her bodily fluids were on his lips he could smell them but as long as
he didn’t lick them he wouldn’t have to taste it.

“Now you’ve seen me naked it’s only fair for me to see how you look,” Bellatrix
said and started ripping of his clothes. Harry didn’t watch her do it instead he
closed his eyes as hard as he could and tried to ignore the feeling of Bellatrix
removing every thread of cloth from his body.
>
“>
“You look just like I had imagined,” Bellatrix said, Harry opened his eyes and
saw that she was reaching down over him. He expected him to touch him but she
stopped a foot above him, “I suppose we need some foreplay after all”

“I hope you liked my taste,” Bellatrix said with a quick leap she had positioned
herself over his face all he could see of her was her vulva. She lowered herself
over his mouth and pushed herself hard against him.

She was suffocating him his nose pointed strait into her depths and he could
feel her protruding clitoris with his lips. He tried not to breath and to shake
her off but she had him in a steel grip and soon the need for air became too big.
He had to open his mouth.

Bellatrix gasped in pleasure as he sucked a long breath right from around her
most sensitive spot. He now had no choice but to taste her, it wasn’t too bad a
cruciatus was worse.

She began rubbing herself against his face. Soon she gave up on his mouth and
started to rub herself against his scar.

“Oh Harry,” She gasped, “I think I am going to cum.”

“Harry,” She said gasped again and started to rub herself even harder against
his scar.

“Oh my Lord,” She gasped and started to shiver uncontrollably, “Yes, yes aieeeee,
HARRRYYY!”

She slumped forward over him breathing heavily. Harry knew she was a very sick
woman that could get off like that to a curse scar but he didn’t have anytime to
figure on her eventual medical ailment because as she slumped forward over him
she started licking his penis. He couldn’t help it, her orgasm had exited him in
some way and together with her tongue he felt his penis give a soft throb.

“Oh Harry,” She said sweetly, “I know you would love me.”

contcontinued licking and sucking him feverishly.

“Why are you doing this to me,” Harry asked desperately, he would rather talk to
her then let her make his penis hard.

“I love you,” She said shortly and continued working on him.

“Why?” Harry asked bewildered.

“You are a very powerful wizard you have courage, you are strong,” Bellatrix
said and continued sucking him.

“I want an heir of my own I want a Black, my poor excuse of an husband won’t do,
that’s why I killed him last year,” She said breathlessly, “You are the most
powerful wizard of your age.”

“You are going to have my child?” Harry asked dumbfounded.

“Yes,” She said and turned around to face him, “No one will ever become truly
immortal not even my lord I know that now. The only way for me to live for ever
is through my genes. So if you don’t want your parents to have died for nothing
you better start fucking me. That is the only way the Potters will survive!”

Harry stared at her or rather the parts of her that he could see.

“You know you will never get out of here I will take care of our child I will
even let it chose what to do in it’s life as long as it carry’s my genes that is
what’s important that is true power,” Bellatrix said, “I will even name it after
you if it is a boy.”

Harry didn’t know what to say, a part of what she told him made sense he didn’t
want to be the last Potter ever.

“You know I’m right so get that erection going,” Bellatrix said and returned to
work on his penis. After a moment of work she added, “It’s not as if you have
anything too lose enjoy it while it lasts.”

Harry saw her pussy wavering above him and he suddenly thought it was pretty
beautiful. Bellatrix had a pretty beautiful theory, for a death eater, he knew
that his was slowly losing the control of his penis. He might as well give in to
it. He bent his neck up towards her and kissed her on her love spot.

Bellatrix froze.

“Harry?” She asked uncertainly.

“You promise to give our child a fair upbringing?” He asked back.

“I swear on my family name, Black,” Bellatrix said.

“Can you protect it against V… your lord until our child is of age and ready to
make its on decisions?” Harry went on.

“I swear,” Bellatrix said.

“It’s a deal and it will be magically binding since I die for it,” Harry said.

“I accept,” Bellatrix said and went back to work on his penis.

Now however, she didn’t have to work hard, he gave into the wonderful sensation
of having a woman kissing his cock. Harry put his soul to it and started to work
on her sensitive parts as well. She arched her back so he could reach her better.
He nibbled her, he kissed her, and he sucked her. Bellatrix moaned in pleasure.

“I need you more,” She said and let go of him.

“I’m ready,” He replied and he truly was, he was rock hard. Bellatrix smiled at
him a smile that was not mad or deranged; it reminded him of a bit of Sirius.

“I haven’t fucked a man since before Azkaban,” She said as she positioned her
self above him.

She grabbed his wet penis and guided it right into her entrance. With a wicked
smile, she let her weight fall on him and he slipped inside much quicker then he
had expected. They both moaned in pleasure. Bellatrix bent down over him and
kissed him. This time Harry responded to the kiss and deepened it beyond their
lips.

With the little control he had over his back he managed to move his penis inside
her an inch or so. Bellatrix didn’t need more of a reminder and started moving
on her own. Up and down while panting heavily.

“God Harry,” Bellatrix moaned and set a higher tempo. She moved one of his hands
up to her breast and rubbed her nipple bet his his fingers. Harry realised he
loved the feeling of her nipples and the fact that she found it exhilarating
made it even more enjoyable.

He soon forgot all about her breasts however as he felt himself approaching his
climax. He made the most he could with his stiff back to meet her thrusts. With
out knowing it he tried to move his arm so he could grab her buttocks. To his
surprise, he found that he could move them again.

Bellatrix smiled at him, “You will give me a strong heir.”

Harry considered for a moment throwing her of him but he was way past that. All
he wanted was to fuck her as hard as human possible. He grabbed her buttocks
firmly and made her go faster.

Harry groaned in pleasure, “I’m… oh god Bellatrix.”

Harry thrust inside her more violently as he could feel the orgasm approaching.

“That’s it love,” Bellatrix said breathing heavily, “Fill me.”

“Arghh!” Harry groaned as he felt the orgasm grip him. He pushed him self as far
inside her he could and felt his semen leave him. He thrust deeply in side her
several times as each wave of seed left him. He knew he only had one chance to
impregnate her

“Oh god,” He moaned breathlessly. He was barely aware that Bellatrix waved her
wand at herself and that a blue light circled her abdomen.

“Congratulations it’s a boy,” Bellatrix said. Harry knew that it couldn’t
possibly have gone that fast but then he remembered reading that there was
several fertility charms that made a woman conceive immediately.

“Too bad you came before me… Crucio!” Bellatrix cried.

Harry didn’t have anytime to react and if he had he wasn’t sure he could have
moved the sex had taken the most of him. The pain was as blindingly hot as
always Harry forgot were he was, nothing mattered except the pain and that it
ended. He noticed vaguely that he was not the only one who was screaming.

Bellatrix still had him deep inside when she performed the curse and every move
he made she could feel, every move he made was wonderful. Now he was shaking
madly beneath her, and nothing could have turned her on more then his screams of
pain. Soon it became too much and she felt herself contract and shiver
rhythmically around him. She was trembling almost as madly as he was. Her view
faded and she screamed out all the pleasure she could feel.

She lost the edge of her cruciatus when she came and Harry became aware of what
was happening and he was able to grit his teeth and stop screaming. Bellatrix
slumped forward on him and held his shivering body. She lay there panting for a
few seconds before she looked up at him and removed the curse.

“Seal the deal,” Was all Harry could say, the cruciatus curse still lingered in
his system and he just wanted it to stop.

“I will always love you Harry, you are the best man I ever had… Avada Kedavra!”
Bellatrix cried and Harry knew no more.

Harry died at the age of seventeen.

¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤

Most death eaters seem to want strong heirs so I let Bellatrix have that
ambition as well. I also figured that since Sirius was the last Black Bellatrix
would go back to her old name just to keep the family name alive especially as
Mr Lestrange was not good enough for her.

Now that I have written all of this I realised that this story concerns
Bellatrix more then Harry in a way and should probably be best if written out of
her pov.

The story isn’t really complete yet is it? Not with out an epilogue.

¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤

“Harry Black!” Headmistress Krum read from the list of first years that were
going to be sorted.

Draco Malfoy Headmaster of Hogwarts had Pan Pansy P Krum headmistress even if
she lacked the competence needed for that job, he had always liked her and they
usually had sex even if they both were married.

Draco Malfoy hated Bellatrix son, his cousin, from the moment he saw him. He
knew it was Bellatrix’s son and not Andromeda’s as every one thought even his
cousin. Young Harry was identical to his father.

He might have gotten some of his mother’s features but the most prominent were
from Harry Potter. Harry Sirius Black had his fathers green eyes and messy ink
black hair. As Bellatrix was one of the most high-ranking death eaters, he could
do nothing about the boy even if the dark lord had made him headmaster of
Hogwarts.

Harry walked slowly up to the sorting hat, he was nervous. He had no idea which
house he would be put in. His half sister Nymphadora had been in Hufflepuff his
mother Andromeda had been a Ravenclaw and if his suspicions were right and he
was the son of Harry Potter then his father had been in Gryffindor.

The hat fell over his eyes and he could se nothing but darkness.

“Oh my after a thousand years of sorting young students …” The sorting hat said
inside his head, “I am lucky all I have to do is sort you… perhaps… oh dear you
have your fathers ability as well… this will not be easy.”

“Sir… I mean Mr Hat,” Harry asked unsure of what to call the voice in his head,
“Was my father Harry Potter?”

“Yes your suspicions are correct you are indeed Harry Potter’s son,” the hat
said, “Now where should we put you, Slytherin would do you good.”

“Why Slytherin?” Harry asked nervously, “Wouldn’t I be better off in Ravenclaw
like mum or Hufflepuff.”

The hat didn’t reply.

“Sir, are you all right?” Harry asked nervously, thoughts of panic ran through
his head. What if he had broken the sorting hat?

“Let’s skip this shall we, Gryffindor it is?” The hat asked.

“Can I choose?” Harry asked hopefully.

“No, you can not,” The hat replied, “GRYFFINDOR!”

Harry stumbled down from the platform in front and over to the Gryffindor table,
he was the first Gryffindor to be sorted. His thoughts whirled around in his
head had no idea of why the hat had wanted to put him in Slytherin, he knew he
was a Black of course and the Blacks had been in Slrin rin traditionally,
perhaps that was why. And what was his father’s ability?

“Oh I am so happy, dad will be so proud,” A red cute redheaded girl said as she
sat down, “Dad will be so proud he was in Gryffindor too!”

“I know what you mean,” A boy brown haired boy replied, “My sister used to be in
Gryffindor but she died before I was born.”

“I know you,” The red headed girl exclaimed, “You're a Granger!”

“Yeah, did you know my sister… err have you heard of my sister?” Granger asked.

“No not much but she was killed together with my uncle Ron and Harry Potter… you
know who he is right?”

¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤

Up in the headmaster’s office the sorting hat chuckled. He had seen this many
times before and would see it again. History repeats itself until everything
turned out right. This time it was the Gryffindor trio, they would sooner or
later conquer the dark lord. No matter how many tries it took.

¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤

I know the ending isn’t much like the first part but I figured I would write at
least a little about Harry Potter’s son so that we could be happy to see that
Bellatrix held her promise and gave Harry Sirius Black a fair childhood, and
protected him from the dark lord as only a loyal death eater could.

Please Review!
- 1
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

The Final Escape