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Vernon's Big Mistake	By : Sheylenna Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 30922 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I own not Harry Potter nor am a making money off of my little hobby.

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Vernon’s Big Mistake

Chapter 01

A Harry Potter Fic

By SilvarMegami

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Warning: Since I had to remove the warnings from the summary so here they are: 3Plus, Abuse, Anal, Angst, Anthro, BDSM, Bi,B-Mod, COMPLETE, Contro, D/s, Dom, DP, Exhib, Fingering, H/C, Herm, Humil, M/F, M/M, M/s, MCD, Minor2, MPreg, Oral, Other, Preg, RapeFic, S&M, TF, Tort, Toys, Voy.

Ok I decided to umm expand the story to 10 chapterss... So It's not quite complete. HOWEVER as it is technically complete since I just took off the last 3 pages and started a new chapter with them. Expect the change to happen in the next couple of days, cause right now it has the unexpanded eding.... also I will edit the chapters again and my beta is still working his way through them.

If you have questions or left a question in a review go to:

http://www2.adult-fanfiction.org/forum/index.php/topic/52703-silvar-megami-review-replies-if-it-works-why-change-it/

And I will answer it there

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Vernon Dursley was a man who prided himself on being normal, however his normal world had been derailed for the last 13 years. His wife’s sister had no place in his “normal” world view, nor did her son who had been left on his doorstep at that time. He also had no patience for Science Fiction or Fantasy movies or books either… not even Science Fiction based on Science fact. He even despised Jules Verne and his books. Then again he didn’t have much place for scientific advances he felt that the world didn’t need to change unless they got rid of people who took his hard earned money and lived on the dole.

   For 13 years he had put up with his nephews oddities letting him go to a school for “magic”, of all things, trying to cover up those abnormalities to the neighbors. But no more, he had done his research and found just the place to send the boy. A place where they would MAKE the boy “normal” no matter what. A rather rundown and disreputable private Psychiatric Hospital that would take his Nephew, and a rather large donation, and do anything to make him “normal”. The treatments were borderline-truly illegal and Very experimental but then he had tried for years to beat the “abnormal” out of the boy. Now he will become normal or they would lobotomize him, or rather they would SAY they lobotomized him but really they would turn his brain to whipped cream. A vegetable is preferable to a Magical after all.

   So Vernon left the Hospital, a week and a half before the freaks birthday, while listening to the terrified screams of his wife’s nephew as they started the treatments. He was humming a jaunty little tune in counterpart to the screams. He was planning to pick the boy up in about 2 weeks so that the freaks would not know that anything had happened. Little did he know his nephew had a connection to someone and that person wanted to be the one to kill the boy.

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   Voldemort sat on his throne in his heavily warded and changed home in Little Hangleton, The muggles would not know that the old house was now a fortress, as they only saw the rundown form of a once grand house. But the house had gone through a great and terrible transformation. It was now really a fortified castle rather reminiscent of a miniature Hogwarts if Hogwarts had been twisted and dark. But that was besides the point. Voldemort had been contemplating Harry Potter the boy had been useful in getting a useable body, but this body was not his, he wanted his own body back. He had secreted a phial of his blood here when he killed his father and grandparents just in case something happened and he needed to fix himself. He felt now was the time but to do it he needed to reintegrate all of his soul fragments, however now he was confused. He called all the Horcrux back to him, there was one soul fragment resisting and he felt that was Harry Potter himself, and there was one that was residing in a basilisk fang he was really confused how it got there till Lucius told him what happened to the diary.

   While he was preparing for the ritual figuring he could grab Potter anytime now that he had the boys blood, he started feeling uneasy about something, He finally tried checking the place in his mind the feeling was coming from and realized that he had a connection to Potter and the boy was being tortured by someone who wasn’t named Voldemort. He became very angry about that as he had been feeling that uneasy feeling for nearly a week and a half. He called his followers together and told them to prepare a suite for the boy, he called Bellatrix to him to take with him as she was his most devoted. He left for the place at which Harry Potter was being tortured immediately

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The place was eerily quiet but then most of the rooms were sound proof only one or two were not and they were only used to prove to relatives that something was being done. Voldemort and Bellatrix walked the halls looking for Potters room when they found it and entered the Dark Lord Grinned Evilly as the Dr was in and the boy was screaming, Harry was chained to a bed naked with a probe up his ass and an electrical current entering him from the machine the Dr was fiddling with.

“So you want pain?” Voldemort asked as the Dr spun around, the Dark Wizard pointed his wand and intoned “Crucio”

The Dr fell to the floor Screaming, as Bellatrix blew the machine into scrap and pulled the probe out or Harry. She then conjured a blanket and wrapped the boy in it.

“Are we going to do anything else Master?” Bellatrix asked as she stood next to her lord while carrying a shaking and vacant Harry Potter.

“Yes a bit… I need to know what has been done to the boy. I also want this man to suffer and I have just the Curse.” He stuck the Dr to the wall and stared into the mans eyes learning all he could about Harry’s “treatments” then he dropped the Dr onto the floor repaired the machine and put the Dr in the same position Harry was when they walked in. Then he started muttering under his breath. When he was done he turned around and looked back at the screaming man. “You love inflicting pain on others especially the innocent so much you will feel this pain every time you even think of doing so again. Funny even at my worst my most depraved I never hurt the truly innocent, everyone I or my people tortured was a monster is some way. I just killed the innocent until one innocent I could not kill. This boy, I’m am relieved that he will recover from your torture and medications, as it was the medicines that protected his mind. I would not save face killing a broken child. Of course after my ritual I may not need to kill him.” Voldemort and Bellatrix left the man screaming on the bed however Voldemorts words were branded into the mans mind thanks to the curse upon him.

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The two left returning to the Dark Lords Fortress. While they walked to the room prepared for Harry, Voldemort set several things in motion.

“Lucius, go get a purging potion from Severus, do NOT tell him I have Potter and do NOT tell him the potion is for Potter. Bella once we get the boy into a bath retrieve the potion from Lucius. And Lucius when Bella takes the potion I want you to set up a spot for Potter to sit in my ritual circle. Make sure it will hold him upright as he will have very little strength.”

“Yes Master.” replied the two Death Eaters.

Voldemort and Bellatrix entered the room and then the bathroom where the currently comatose Harry was put in the empty tub. Bella left banishing the blanket and Voldemort cast several warming charms, and some detection spells which left their results on some conjured parchment. When Bellatrix returned he poured the potion down Harry's throat.

“Master, Lucius has come up with three ways to add Potter to the ritual…”

“Fine use the one that will humiliate the boy the most after all he belongs to me now and I wish him to know his place.” Voldemort conjured a steady stream of water as Harry started to sweat then he started to vomit and void. Most of the stuff coming out of the boy was black as tar and twice and viscous. the Dark Lord used Aquamenti and banishing charms to clear the way for the rest of the stuff, but as the gop came out of Harry’s body life and intelligence returned to him. He groaned and tried to drink the scuzzy water when the Dark Wizard yanked him up my the hair and blasted an Aquamenti in his face.

“DON’T drink that... drink this.” Voldemort pulled the youth into a sitting position and when he wasn’t vomiting directed the water in to the boys mouth.

As the vomiting, voiding, and sweating slowed and stopped Harry looked at Voldemort and coughed. “Why? Why are you doing this? Wouldn’t you benefit from what they were doing?”

“Well… no… I would not. After all killing an incapacitated foe is nothing I would rather fight you and lose a thousand times then kill you when you are comatose, it is nothing to kill someone who can’t fight back.”

“But you attacked me as a baby?”

“Ahhh that was a prophecy that said you had the power to defeat me. Your Mother invoked several powerful protections with her and your fathers blood. Death of the protector, death of the caregiver, several runic arrays that were drawn in your room as part of the decorations… THEY prepared for me. However your power added to it, that is what defeated me. Your Mother could protect you from any magic with the Blood Runic arrays fueled by her and your fathers deaths, however while you were protected from magic, as long as I survived, I could have strangled you. But your magic turned my spell back while your mothers spell shielded you. And my magic reacted violently and blew me and half the house up. Tore a piece of my soul right off and that is why you still have your mothers protection… not those pathetic blood wards of Albus’. If anything they have drained off the power of the protection as you are not wanted or loved there. The shield is there to protect you from the soul piece of mine that is lodged in the dead skin of your scar. And today we will be doing ritual to take care of that piece and all the others and reintegrate them into a new body for me. And it will hurt, however you know pain, perhaps better than even me.”

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Voldemort then dried Harry off and floated him out of the tub bringing him into the ballroom of the building. Lucius was waiting with some manacles for Harry, Voldemort raised an eye ridge.

“What? You said humiliating so he knows who owns him now. This will be humiliating believe me.”

“Very well.” Voldemort floated him further into the room.

“Here, Master, put him here I will arrange him.” Lucius indicated the floor space next to a very strange contraption. It was a square board about as long as Harry’s calf and foot it had several protrusions on it, one was a ring about 6 inches from the side, there were 4 poles with rings on them at the corners, there was a post of some sort in front of the ring attached to the board itself, it was at a slight angle and about 2 inches thick at the base and tapering to about one inch at the top. Harry had a bad feeling about it and he was right.

Lucius put the manacles around his wrists with his arms behind his back, took hold of his arm and pulled him to a semi standing position. Then pulled him over to the board making him kneel on it so the ring was behind him. Another set of manacles was threaded through the ring and attached to his ankles. The manacles on his wrists were attached to the ring as well. Then a collar of thick leather was put around his neck, chains were attached to the collar and then attached to the poles with rings, 4 chains for for poles. He couldn’t move even if he had the strength to. Though the worst part was the post which was positioned directly at the entrance to his arsehole. Until Lucius grabbed his hips, and whispered “This is for stealing my house elf.” Then shoved him violently down on the to post. Tearing a scream from his lips, and blood from his arse, the Death Eater then tightened all the chains and rings so Harry couldn’t budge. Then the man smirked.

“The best part of this is that I can cast this spell and you will be screaming for hours. And this is for one upping my son” He cast the spell and the post started moving, it also lost the tapering, became rather rough, and seemed to get bigger as time went on. Harry had no chance to get used to it and continued to scream.

“That’s enough Lucius, remove the post and it will be fine. Oh and heal the boy.”

Voldemort walked over to a chair on the other side of the ritual circle while Lucius hastened to follow his master's orders. “Place the boy in the square directly across from me.” Voldemort then took up the phial of blood, moved to the center of the circle, where there was a bubbling cauldron, he poured the blood into the concoction, and stepped back to the chair, disrobing as he went. “Lucius, leave the circle and take this robe.” He threw the robe at his minion and sat in the chair which then enchained the Dark Lord so he could not move either. Harry wanted that seat. Harry also realised that almost all the Death Eaters were present and he was naked as the day he was born and he blushed seemingly to his toes. That was when Voldemort started chanting and he started screaming again, when he had a moment to think he thought he was mightily tired of screaming. Shortly after the Dark Lord stopped chanting he joined Harry in screaming until his body dissolved leaving only a dessicated hand, a bone and a splash of red red blood. The Horcrux started shaking and a vile mist came out of them as well as Harry’s scar, as the mist hovered over the cauldron, Harry’s vision blurred as the pain vanished. The black mist hovered in the mists of the cauldron lightening in colour until it was no longer black as night but a light gray. Then it was suked into the cauldron and a screaming 16 year old Tom Riddle came tumbling out of the up turned cauldron, his skin was rather red from the heat of the liquid in the cauldron.

“Fuck, fuck that was HOT!!!” he stood up. “Lucius my Robe.” The blond ran over to hand the robe to the now young man. ”Well this is rather annoying… at least the spell keeps me from having a mental break down about all the horrors I committed. I suppose the personality known as Voldemort is irrevocably dead now… I will not split my soul like that again. You never know how much you depend on your sanity till you loose it then get it back again.”

“Master, what now?” Bellatrix asked.

“Well, I don’t suppose there is a way to make your sanity come back again?”

“I know of none, Master, But then I’m not a mediwitch.”

“Of course, well It can’t be helped, I would be greatly relieved if you would direct you insanity into something constructive instead of destructive. Ah yes WORMTAIL!!!”

The rat like man scurried over to his now young master. “Yes, Master?”

“You will be useful to me now.” Tom smiled.

“How?”

“By turning your self in of course.” Tom flicked his wand at the man and he fell over. Then tied him up and revived him obliviated him of certain things and knocked him out again and cast several compulsions on him. He then cast “Potrus” on his robes and the rat man vanished. “Well that went well. Ah yes our guest…” he turned towards Harry, cast several detection spells on the youth and then vanished half the manacles, then flicked his wand again and a ball gag appeared in Harry's mouth. “Yes you look good collared, chained, and gagged. “There is a potions book that has fallen out of use that I really want to try. Thankfully Lucius’ little stunt did not damage the goods. By the way did you know that more than half the goop that came out of you after the purging potion was from potions you were given in the last 4 years. Not the muggle drugs you were given in the last week and a half?”

Harry’s eyes widened and he shook his head violently.

“Yes they were compulsion and loyalty and mental inhibitor potions. There were 2 different Love potions. And there are still the bonds on your magic to consider… SOMEONE wants you to be as weak as possible and that someone isn’t me.”

Harry’s eyes rolled up into his head and he fainted on the spot.

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