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Betrayed	By : scaramouche36 Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 14416 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Betrayed

This story contains sexual violence which is NEVER okay in real life. This is FICTION for a reason.

This is more or less a repost of a story I posted before...I somehow managed to delete all of my old stories from AFF and my computer.

Kai Chang was in trouble. He had always been a good businessman but lately he had made some poor choices and lost almost everything. He had used his personal assassins to deal with some of his debts, but there was one he couldn’t satisfy in that manner. Kai Chang was in debt to Lord Voldermort.

He had gone to the Dark Lord a little over six months ago with a proposition: that he could locate twenty Chinese Fireball eggs and breed the dragons for Voldermort’s use. The Dark Lord had been intrigued and had leant Chang nearly one million Galleons in order to build a facility and pay bribes. He managed to build a facility without attracting too much unwanted attention but was caught in a sting when he attempted to get the eggs. He had to spend all of the money he had left to keep out of Diyu (the Chinese version of Azkaban).

He was doomed. Voldermort had written, demanding return compensation in no more than a week. Even someone with a penchant for business that matched Kai Chang couldn’t raise a million Galleons in a week. It was impossible. He rested his head in his hands and then a thought struck him: perhaps Voldermort would consider a different form of compensation. What would the Dark Lord accept. He began to pace. Two glasses of vodka later he had it.

Kai Chang valued nothing over his career and Voldermort valued little more than destroying Harry Potter. Chang had something of importance to Harry Potter—something that Voldermort could destroy to strike a powerful blow against the boy who lived.

He looked at the picture on his desk. It showed a much younger Kai Chang with his wife and daughter. His wife had died four years ago and with her the only chance that he had to continue his line legitimately—the Chang family refused to acknowledge second marriages. All he had left to ensure his immortality was to be remembered as a great businessman, and, if he couldn’t get Voldermort paid off, he would be remembered only as one more casualty. He took another shot. His mind was made up.

Ten minutes later he was standing in front of the gates to Malfoy Manor. He loved the old house. Lucius was one of his oldest friends—and Narcissa was one of his oldest lovers. He presented his wand to the Death Eater guarding the gate as a means of identification and walked up the path to the house. He was greeted in the entrance by Draco Malfoy.

“Lord Chang,” he said, politely, “a pleasure to see you again, sir. May I take your coat?”

“Yes, all right,” said Chang, mildly amused that Lucius had trained his son so well. “I am here to see your master. Is he in?”

“Right this way, sir.”

Draco led him up the main staircase to what had been Lucius’s study. Two large Death Eaters blocked the door. Draco spoke briefly to them and they allowed him to enter after he surrendered his wand.

The Dark Lord sat behind a beautiful rosewood desk, stroking his pet snake. Chang entered and bowed deeply.

“My Lord,” he said, “an honor to be again in your presence.”

“Dispense with the twaddle, Chang,” hissed Voldermort, “do you have my money?” The snake hissed at Kai, baring its fangs.

“I do not,” said Chang, quickly adding, “but I have an alternative…if you would indulge me for one minute!”

“You have exactly one minute before I kill you for wasting my time,” said Voldermort.

“Thank you my Lord,” said Chang, “You are most gracious. As I believe you know I have a young daughter. What you may not know is that she was briefly involved romantically with Harry Potter.” Voldermort’s forehead wrinkled, Chang assumed that if the Dark Lord possessed eyebrows, he would be raising them with interest.

“Go on, Chang,” he said.

A few minutes later, Kai Chang shook the Dark Lord’s hand. Things had gone even better than he had hoped. His debt was relieved and the Dark Lord had given him half a million Galleons as a retainer for potential future services.

He returned home and had a glass of wine before going to find his daughter. She was in the library, sitting cross-legged in an armchair. She looked up when he entered.

“Hi daddy!” she said brightly. She frowned when he didn’t answer. He raised his wand.

“Stupefy!” She blacked out. Kai called for his House Elf and instructed it to strip his daughter and dress her in her Hogwarts uniform. When that was done he bound and gagged her according to the Dark Lord’s instructions, placed her in an iron cage and apparated with it back to Malfoy Manor.

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Cho woke up in a cage suspended over a long table. When it registered where she was she tried to scream, but the gag in her mouth prevented it. She struggled against the ropes that were binding her, but to no avail. Below her were about thirty Death Eaters enjoying a feast. At the head of the table sat a tall, thin man with a pale, snake-like face: Lord Voldermort. He looked up at her.

“Ah! My friends, it seems as though our guest is awake. Perhaps we should welcome her!” He waved his wand and the cage drifted over to a raised dais and the bars melted away. He waved his wand again and the ropes and gag vanished, too. “Stand up, Miss Chang.”

She did as she was told, shivering all the while. Some of the Death Eaters let out appreciative noises at her appearance. She had been dressed in what was essentially a slutty version of her old school uniform: black heels, white thigh high stockings, white cotton panties visible under an extremely short black pleated skirt, a white blouse that showed off her cleavage and a blue and gold tie.

“I believe you are all familiar with our guest? Well, for those of you who aren’t, allow me to introduce Miss Cho Chang…ex-girlfriend of one Harry James Potter.” Voldermort smiled. He walked up to her and ran a long finger down her trembling cheek.

“I think it’s time that Harry Potter learns what happens when he defies us! Miss Chang! On your knees.” Cho sunk to her knees and Voldermort unfastened his robe. He threw it to the Death Eaters and unbuttoned his pants, drawing out his cock. Cho gasped involuntarily: it was huge! He stroked it a few times and it hardened. “Open your mouth, Miss Chang,” he ordered. Cho opened her mouth and he shoved all ten inches of his cock down her inexperienced throat. The sudden intrusion caused her to gag and she threw up around his cock. He continued to hold his cock in her throat as she tried desperately to breathe. Just as her vision started to narrow, he pulled out and slapped his cock across her face. He began to fuck her face in earnest as the Death Eaters cheered. Five minutes later he pulled out of her mouth.

“I want you to finish me with your hand. On your face, whore. And beg for it too.” As Cho reached up and grabbed Voldermort’s cock she started to cry. She stroked him and he started to moan. “Ask for it! Ask for your Lord’s cum!”

“May I have your cum, my Lord?” she asked through her tears. As a response, Voldermort came, shooting rope after rope of semen across her face. He ordered her to clean his cock and then shoved he down onto the floor.

“Not bad, Chang. Who should be next?” he stroked his chin in mock contemplation. “I think your professor and some of your old friends should be next.” He beckoned and Severus Snape, Draco Malfoy and Blaise Zabini stepped forward, all of them discarding their robes as the approached her.

“I think I’ll take her mouth,” said Snape, “Draco, I think that you should take her virginity. I bet you wish it was Potter, don’t you Chang?”

Draco reached down and ripped off her panties exposing her hairy pussy. Draco spit on it and pushed himself in without any ceremony. She screamed in pain as his cock ripped through her hymen and tore at her dry pussy. He lay down on top of her and rolled over, forcing her on top of him. She cried out again and Snape took the opportunity to shove his cock into her mouth. Zabini grabbed his wand out of his robe and cast a spell to lubricate himself. Cho had no idea what he was about to do until she felt the tip of his cock probing at her asshole. She tried to protest but Snape just pushed himself further down her throat as Zabini rammed his cock into her asshole. The scream she let out sent terrific vibrations up Snape’s cock and he came, hard, down her throat. Malfoy came soon after, shooting a massive load into her womb. Zabini pulled out and forced her back onto her knees, making her finish him with her mouth, cleaning the taste of her own ass off of his cock. Crabbe and Goyle went next along with Pansy Parkinson, who forced Cho to eat out her asshole.

Over the next two hours Cho was fucked in every imaginable position by every Death Eater there, many of them several times over. When the night had begun, she had been a virgin…she had never even seen a penis! By the end of the night she had experienced everything: she had taken cocks in all of her holes simultaneously, she had licked pussies and asses, taken strapons and had even had all of her holes fucked by two cocks at once.

When they were done fucking her, the Death Eaters broke away to drink. They left her lying in a pool of semen. A considerable amount leaked out of her gaping pussy and ass, mixed with blood. After their bladders were full the Death Eaters returned to Cho and started to pee on her one after another. Cho had thought that her humiliation had been complete, but found herself proved wrong as gallons of urine washed all of the cum off her young body. As a final act of humiliation, every Death Eater took one last chance to ejaculate on her before throwing her in front of Voldermort.

He pulled out a large flask and deposited his most recent memories in it before passing it around the room. He capped the flask and conjured a chain to hold it. He placed it around Cho’s neck and gestured to a few Death Eaters. They took hold of Cho’s arms and disapparated with Voldermort. They appeared moments later outside the Burrow as the Wealey family, Harry Potter and Hermione Granger celebrated Harry’s birthday. Voldermort put his wand to his throat.

“Sonorus,” he said, magically amplifying his voice. “Harry Potter!” he boomed. The door of the house opened and the entire Weasley family and members of the Order ran out, wands drawn.

“Harry Potter, I am here to show you and your pathetic little friends why it is not prudent to cross me. You may or may not recognize Cho Chang. We have made her an example. You will submit to me or everyone you love will share her fate.” The Death Eaters shoved Cho towards the house and she collapsed in a muddy puddle. “If you possess kindness, you will kill the girl.” He and his Death Eaters vanished.

Harry ran forward to help Cho. She was nearly naked, wearing only the tattered remains of her uniform and she smelled strongly of urine.

“Cho,” he whispered, “I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry.” He pulled her—cum, piss and all—into a hug. She sobbed into his shoulder. “Remus!” shouted Harry, “We need to get her to a hospital!” Remus sprinted over, grabbed Harry and Cho and disapparated to St. Mungos.

The healers kept Cho unconscious for several days while her internal damage mended. Harry couldn’t bring himself to watch the memory that had been with her, but Kingsley had been ordered to review it. He wouldn’t say what he saw either; only that he wouldn’t rest until every last Death Eater was dead. Harry stayed by her bed the whole time: he couldn’t help but feel responsible for what had happened to her. When she finally woke up and found him holding her hand she smiled weakly.

“Harry…” she whispered.

“Cho, I can’t believe what they did to you. I promise you that I will kill him!”

“It’s not…your fault, Harry,” she croaked, “my father sold me to them. It’s his fault…not yours.”

Kingsley, who was waiting by the door overheard the last comment.

“Kai sold you out?” he asked. She nodded and he left the room: he had an old friend to kill.

“I’ll protect you now, Cho,” said Harry. And he meant it.

She never fully recovered from the trauma, but Cho gradually regained a sense of normalcy. Harry kept his promise: for the rest of the war he kept her from harm and gave her the love that she deserved.
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