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Droit de seigneur	By : knj4k4 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 35840 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 12
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, the character, the fandom, or the universe. I am making no money fromt his fanfiction.

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Warnings: Rape, Non-Con, mind control, pain, torture, incest, Dark!Dom!Harry, Het, Kids molesting kids, Slash, Harem. Don’t read if not over 18

An: this story is meant to be non-linear. You’ll get the full story by the end.

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“Colin!” Harry rushed to catch up to the fifth year. Colin whirled around beyond shocked that Harry Potter was searching him out since Harry frequently shied away from even his name.

“Harry?” He asked softly.

“Hey Colin, I well I wanted to apologize. ”

“You did? What for?” Harry blushed slightly and ducked his head.

“I’ve been a real arse to you and to your brother. I don’t much like the publicity and I made a snap judgment in your first year. Anyway I’ve been treating your shabbily and I’d like to make it up to you.”

Colin grinned excited. Anyone else and he might have suspected it to be a trick of some kind, but Harry was a stand up guy. He didn’t have ulterior motives or anything of the sort. He was as honest and straight forward as you could get.

“Well that’s okay Harry. You don’t have too...”

“No, I insist,” Harry interrupted. “I have a gift for you and your brother but I’ll give his to him later.”

“Really?” Colin clasped his hands in front of him to stop his trembling. A gift from Harry Potter would be - priceless.

“Really, but it’s kind of private so maybe.” Colin nodded when Harry motioned to one of the empty classrooms.

Harry smiled and opened the door watching as Colin fairly bounced in. He quickly saturated the room with privacy spells and the base spells he would need, and then grinned at his hapless victim.

Harry produced the small metallic anklet which had dominated his mind for the past two and a half years. Colin blushed softly when he caught sight of it.

“This is special to me; it has protections and spells on it so we have to do a bit of a ritual to key them into you. Is that alright?” Colin’s blush deepened as he realized how special this gift was.

“You must really feel bad huh Harry.”

Harry chuckled, “Yea I do. So is it okay?”

Colin held out his arm, “Yea whatever you need to do.”

Harry placed the metallic jewelry in Colin’s hand. “Just hang onto it for a minute.” With a piece of ash Harry drew a runic circle on the floor around Colin. Once done, Harry stood and asked, with a dominating tone, “Colin, do you accept this anklet and what it represents of your own free will?”

Colin jerked slightly with the realization that the jewelry was an anklet and nodded, “Yes.”

Harry smiled and winked, “There’s a clasp on the end. You’ll have to put it on yourself.”

Colin bent to do just that and as the latch snapped closed, the seam disappeared and the chain seeped into Colin’s ankle. It darkened into a tattoo.

“What is this…Harry?” Colin questioned, beginning to shiver as the runic circle around him started to glow.

“Be silent and don’t move.” Harry snapped. Colin’s mouth clenched and wouldn’t open, his throat closed when Colin tried to whimper. In the corner of the room, Ginny Weasley, Luna Lovegood, and Neville dropped the invisibility cloak and came to help Harry set up a cauldron he was pulling out of his pocket. Colin shook, understanding that something was wrong. The tattoo felt slimy and dark and the air in the room became saturated with a thick heaviness.

“Do not be afraid, Colin. You wanted to be near me, and now you’ll never leave me.” Harry grinned and gestured at Ginny and Neville who lifted their trousers to show off the tattoo on their ankle. They gazed at Harry with worshipful adoration, as if he was a god.

The cauldron set up, Harry poured in a base and began brewing. Neville and Luna handed him ingredients at his direction but never got in his way. It was as if they anticipated his needs and wishes. Colin protested in his mind, desperate to make his body move but it wouldn’t respond.

Harry worked in silence displaying an aptitude for potions Colin was led to believe didn’t exist. Neville was calm and helped Harry easily. He was not the bumbling boy who set the school record for blown up cauldrons.

Harry handed Ginny a bronze knife and she advanced on Colin. He struggled against himself to move but he only stood there.

“Hold up your arm.” Harry directed without looking up from the cauldron and Colin’s body responded. In his mind Colin screamed. Ginny opened a long cut on his arm and captured the blood in a bowl. Tears of pain fell from Colin’s eyes even though his expression didn’t change. This couldn’t possibly be Harry Potter, Golden boy, Savior. This had to be an impostor.

Ginny handed Harry the bowl and he dumped it drop by drop into the potion. The smoke wafting from it turned purple and then red as Neville stirred.

With a wave of Harry’s arm, the table lowered until the potion bubbled on the floor. Neville reached over to take of Harry’s cloak while Luna opened his fly. Colin couldn’t turn away while Harry’s hard prick fell out of his open zipper. Luna and Neville fell to their knees, tongues fighting as they struggled to pleasure Harry at the same time.

Harry groaned, his green eyes locked on Colin. “Do you see them? Do you see how they hunger for me? How desperate they are for my cock? You will be the same.” In Colin’s mind he screamed in horror. “Yes, Denis too. When it’s over, you’ll fuck him for my pleasure. In fact, you’ll do anything to please me. Don’t worry, you won’t be the last, nor your brother. Soon I’ll have the whole world. You’ll see.”

Harry grunted and came. Both Luna and Neville pulled away and the white stream splattered as it hit the potion.

When it was finished, Harry dipped the bowl in and brought it to Colin. “Drink it all.” Colin struggled but brought his hands up and held it to his mouth. He drank it in three large gulps licking the edges for any that escaped.

Harry took the bowl and tossed it to Neville who caught it. He kissed Colin and it lit a fire with in him. “Yes you feel it don’t you?” Harry whispered, grinning evilly. Colin wanted to agree, wanted to beg, wanted to move but he couldn’t.

“Tell me.”

“Yes Master, oh! Please. I need you! Please let me touch you.” Harry’s chuckle rolled over Colin and he moaned knowing he’d given that to his master.

“On your knees pet.” Colin fell but didn’t lean forward to touch his master. “Suck me hard pet but don’t make me cum.” Colin groaned and leaned forward eagerly. He suckled Harry’s cock tasting the saliva of Luna and Neville. He licked it off wanting to replace their touch with his own. Harry hardened slowly and Colin became more and more distressed. He couldn’t please his master adequately. Finally Harry was hard and Colin could feel him deep in his throat.

“Pull off pet, strip and turn around.” Somewhere deep in Colin’s mind he was protesting, fighting, screaming. He didn’t want this, didn’t like men but he couldn’t stop it, couldn’t prevent the moan or his prick hardening.

Colin braced himself on his elbows exposing himself for his master. The humiliation of it finally broke through the controlling force and Colin blushed, “Please Harry don’t.”

“Don’t?” Harry questioned, “But you want it don’t you. Tell me you want it, beg me to fuck you.”

Colin moaned and succumbed again, “Yes master please, fuck me. I need you inside me. I need your cock. Please oh please.”

“You’re such a little slut, you’re a little cunt boy aren’t you.”

“Yes master, yes. I’m a slut, your cunt. Oh please, I need you, need your cock.”

Harry chuckled and pulled Colin’s ass back until he was flush with Harry. He could feel Harry’s hard cock in between his arse cheeks, could feel Harry’s zipper. That Harry was clothed and Colin was naked threatened to wash away the controlling energy but Colin wasn’t strong enough. He moaned in pleasure.

“This will hurt you pet, but you’ll enjoy it won’t you. You need me to force it, need me to tear you don’t you.”

Colin screamed as Harry entered him. No preparation, no lubrication. The red hot pain of it shot up his spine. Harry’s cock forced him open. Colin convulsed his stomach and arse muscles fighting to expel it but it went nowhere. He continued to scream while Harry thrust in and out of him mercilessly. The pain turned to pleasure somewhere inside him and he needed cock, begged for pain, his prick slapped on his stomach and he begged, ‘harder, please, master’. The small voice inside of Colin that was still him vanished, replaced by an overwhelming need to please Harry.

Harry groaned over Colin, the boy had been a virgin. It would make the spell that much stronger. He slowed his thrusts to control himself knowing that the longer he fucked Colin this first time, the more complete the spell would be. Thankfully Harry’s stamina was extreme. He'd been working on it for years.

He fucked Colin until the boy was horse from screaming in pain and begging for more and then came in a wave. He held his hand out and Neville put a silver plug in his hand. Harry pulled out and shoved the plug in Colin’s arse. “You won’t be getting more of my cum until you earn it so this will have to do you.” Colin moaned gazing at Harry over his shoulder with wide worshipful eyes.

“Beloved, Chere, Perra you can talk now.”

“Yes Harry.” Neville and Ginny responded in unison, letting Harry know they’d heard him.

“We should clean up Harry.” Luna said quietly and Harry nodded.

Harry and Colin dressed while Ginny, Luna, and Neville erased any evidence they’d been there.

Harry watched his new slave. It was a fabulous combination of magic, making them pleasure slaves without completely erasing their minds. The three of them were able to voice opinions, make decisions, and assist him in planning and anything else for his pleasure, as long as it had nothing to do with sex -there they were completely submissive.

“Alright Colin before we leave, you have a mission. You are not to act in any way that would alert people you are mine. ” Colin nodded seriously; his desire to please Harry in all areas was his primary aspiration. “Act like you usually do unless we’re in private or I call for you. Your mission is to get an anklet on your brother. ”

“But master…” Colin questioned confused.

“It won’t activate into a tattoo unless it’s in a runic ring. We’ll take care of that later. Also be thinking of others you think would serve me well. I expect two names and reasons when I call you next. ” Colin nodded."Also I want you to take pictures of every magical person you can find. I want to know about them, their families, their politics, their grades, everything you can find. You are going to be the source of my information network. Your brother will help you. If you find you need another assistant, I'll get you one." Colin nodded again, mentally doing calculations on film and costs.

“Master, if I may ask, why are Ron and Hermione not among us?” Harry grinned at hearing Colin use such language. Neville, Luna, and Ginny spoke that way also, as if those he'd marked were separate from the rest of the world.

“Mostly because I don’t want them. Ron has no purpose. He isn’t talented, smart, or useful. Anything he is good for his sister can provide. Hermione is smart yes, but her largest advantage is that she has the determination to research and find information she needs. You, my pets, have that determination and you will remember what you read because I wish it. Won't you?” The four of them nodded eagerly, committing this to memory so they could better serve their master. Colin left when Harry dismissed him, impatient to perform his mission and please Harry.

“Speaking of names,” Harry turned to Neville whose turn it was.

“I was thinking that we need schemers, Slytherins. We know Malfoy is up to something, we could find out. Theo Nott is top of the class, competing with Hermione.” Harry laughed at Neville’s ambition.

“And how are we going to get an anklet on Malfoy?”
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