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Chapter XI - Rescue

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"Quiet," Severus breathed the warning, black eyes brilliant
as he scanned hallway. They were deep inside the Dark Lord's stronghold,
approaching Voldemort's personal chambers to rescue young Harry Potter.
Dumbledore had almost had to restrain himself when Severus had reported that
he knew where Harry was and he didn't really want to think about Sirius'
reaction. The dog had been beside itself and had been very quiet on the mission
so far. Focused.
The Order had sent three people to accompany him. Any more would have been
suspicious. The castle was Voldemort's stronghold but it was not crawling with
Death Eaters. The Dark Lord preferred for his servants to be out in the world,
not fawning over him so the calls for a larger task force had been argued down.
Four could bluff their way through the halls, any larger number would only be
acceptable if Voldemort had summoned his forces, and then they could hardly be
here.
"Here," Snape gestured towards a non descript door before
whispering the password. "Salamir Ascendant."
The door swung back silently and with quick motions everyone pilled in,
wands at the ready and eyes searching everywhere for dangers.
"Stupefy!" The curse was still effective even if it was
whispered. Several snakes hissed defiantly before they fell to the ground.
"Cover me," Sirius ordered as he strode into the room. His eyes
were everywhere as his old Auror training took over.
Snape had warned them that Voldemort wasn't keeping Harry in the dungeon but
had chosen a more personal setting but seeing it was nothing like expected.
Sirius would almost have preferred the dungeons than the blatant opulence of
the room. It would have made him feel better, especially with what he knew the
Dark Lord had inflicted upon Harry. With a growl that was more like Padfoot he
shot several curses at the snakes that were still conscious and were entwined
around the large bed.
Harry was asleep, his face calm. His hair was spread around him like a halo
and he was curled around a pillow. The blankets were covering him haphazardly
but the room was warm enough so that he would not be cold. Sirius reached out,
bundling the covers around Harry before lifting him.
"What?!" He snarled. As he'd moved Harry there had been the soft
chiming of chain links and he'd caught sight of the chain. Sirius saw red as he
levelled his wand at the silver links, obliterating them. "I'll kill
him," he growled, shaking his head as he picked Harry up again, turning
back to the door. Two large snakes crawled into his path and he glared at them,
watching with a cold sense of satisfaction as they quailed before him and
slithered away.
Severus looked on with an amused expression. The Dark Lord had told him that
the snakes wouldn't hurt him but it was still amusing and he privately
suspected that Voldemort had intentionally packed the room with serpents just
to see the reaction but it was interesting to see them retreat before an angry dog.
"Let's go," Remus said, sniffing the air delicately. "We're
still in the clear."
"Hmm..." Harry blinked.
"Shh... Harry," Sirius soothed.
"Who..?" Harry murmured.
"It's me, Harry, Sirius."
"No..." Harry frowned, struggling weakly. "I can't go... They'll
hurt me."
"No, they won't," Sirius said calmly. "I won't let
them."
"But he promised..."
"No, Harry, no. He didn't mean it, he only wants to hurt you."
Sirius forced himself to keep his voice quiet. Yelling at Harry would not serve
now. In his current state he wouldn't understand.
Harry blinked sleepily, not really comprehending but he nodded as the man
holding him stroked back his hair. Sirius smiled at him and gently placed a
kiss on Harry's forehead as green eyes closed again.
"Can we go now?" The voice was Snape's and despite the edge to it,
Sirius didn't snap back since he understood the Death Eaters urgency.
"We can go," he whispered back.

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Voldemort watched as the four cloaked figured carried Harry away. Dumbledore's
chosen task force had been interesting. Snape of necessity, for no one else
could lead them through the veritable maze that was his stronghold. The
werewolf Lupin, whose superior senses had helped them avoid detection several
times was also necessary. The Auror Moody, whose years of experience had
allowed them to disarm several of his more elaborate traps and who provided a
slight stain of legality to the operations had been unexpected since he had
been expecting someone younger. And Sirius Black, the wanted criminal who
completely destroyed any legality the Order of the Phoenix might claim but who
also seemed to be someone Harry trusted. And that was very interesting.
Of course, he knew who Sirius Black was. Having Wormtail for a servant, he
could hardly not know who the other Marauders were but seeing Black on active
duty was surprising and it only highlighted exactly how incompetent Wormtail
was. Black was intense and eminently capable. His expression made it was easy
to see how the Wizarding World would have thought him capable of killing
Wormtail and the Muggles. Voldemort sighed... Wormtail had his uses... But
Black... He could be so much more.
The Dark Lord waved his hand dismissing the image after taking one last look
at Harry before he turned to his Elites. Two of them were holding the Auror
Arabella Figg while the third had their wand trained on the woman.
"You needn't worry," he spoke to her softly, ignoring the look of
loathing she gave him. "The Order of the Phoenix has just rescued your
charge. He should be back at Hogwarts within the hour."
Arabella nodded briefly, her eyes betraying her relief before they clouded
with resignation.
Voldemort smiled, red eyes meeting hers squarely. "Which means I don't
need you anymore," he purred.
She merely nodded again.
"I'm not going to kill you. That would be a waste. I have a different
task for you," he continued before he was interrupted.
"I'll never serve you!" She hissed, eyes sparking.
"I don't want you to," he said easily as he raised his wand,
stunning her. The Dark Lord looked at his Elites who placed binding spells on
her turning to look at their Lord. He looked at the Auror, she would be a
suitable bait. "I need you three to capture the Vampire Xeoaph Casitial.
Use the Auror as bait and go to the dark city of Karpesh. Talk to the lesser
Vampire Ikhan and tell Xeoaph I am prepared to pay for his blood, with the
currency he desires. Then bring him to me. Bring her back if you can but I will
understand if you can't. And I want Xeoaph unharmed."
"My Lord." The three Elites bowed before Apparating out, taking
the Auror with them, leaving their Lord to his thoughts.
Voldemort sat back on his throne, alone. He half closed his eyes as he
looked into the dark. He supposed he should be presiding over some Mudblood
torture session but it had lost its appeal. It was useful to spread terror but
ultimately unsatisfying and wasteful. He needed followers, not corpses if he
wanted to rule and while Mudbloods weren't pure, they were better than Muggles
and they tended to breed true and that was enough, barely, to spare them.
Muggles on the other hand...
With a vicious wave of his wand he brought Harry's relatives into the room.
They looked at him, eyes wide with fear. The silencing spells were still on
them so he could only smell their fear, thick in the air without having them
bother him with their noise.
"I had wanted to wait until I had the others," he addressed them,
turning to regard them. "But I think I can begin without them."
With a casual flick of his wand he released the binding and silencing spells
on the fat boy and his father. "You, woman, have earnt some mercy... You
get to watch as your husband shows you what he did to my prize when you were
absent."
"No..." The man bleated. "No..." He shook his head.
"Imperio..." Voldemort barely raised his wand and his voice was
lazy as he cast the curse. "Now do it," he ordered, blood red eyes
burning.
The boy squealed. "No..." He tried to hit his father, but the
older man was stronger and blocked the blow easily, back handing his son to the
ground before he fell on the boy. His hands travelled all over his son, ripping
the boys cloths off with brutal strength. Dudley boy fought as best he could
but his flab kept him from driving his father off.
When Dudley was naked, Vernon grabbed his head and drove it into the cold
stone floor stunning him briefly so that he could remove his own clothing
without hindrance.
"Careful..." Voldemort cautioned Vernon. "I don't want him
unconscious for this."
Dudley came around though, just as Vernon finished removing his pants,
stroking his penis to erection with ham fingers. His tool wasn't large but it
would do the job. Vernon slapped at Dudley's white arse making the skin red and
hot before he placed both hands on the dimpled skin pulling apart the cheeks
and driving himself into his son's anus.
Vernon groaned and Dudley screamed. At Voldemort's mental suggestion though,
Vernon drove Dudley's head into the floor again.
"Silence," the Dark Lord growled at the boy, eyes burning.
Vernon began pumping in and out, his passage lubricated by Dudley's blood
and his own precum. He grunted with effort but rammed hard into the body
beneath him. Dudley had stilled, tears streaming down his face but he was
silent, the look in Voldemort's eyes enough to cause him to hold his tongue as his father worked himself into a good rythum.
Petunia watched on with wide eyes as her husband raped her son. She couldn't
cry out in denial or do anything because of the magic still around her but she
felt sick. A part of her was screaming.
The Dark Lord looked over at her. "I do not lie. This is what he did to
Harry. Many, many times... And he allowed other's to violate my treasure. This
is the beginning... I will extract full vengeance."
Vernon continued to drive himself into Dudley, his hands on his son's hips,
pulling the whale like boy to him. Despite the fact that it was his son he
could feel his body responding to the tight heat that it could feel. Dudley was
still bleeding, the crimson liquid running down his legs and pooling beneath
him. The blood made a squelching noise as Vernon thrust into Dudley. Vernon
cried out as he felt himself begin the rise to his climax, unconsciously pumping harder, pushing deeper in a primevil attempt to ensure fertilisation.
Dudley was hot and tight around him, the hard ring of muscles at the
entrance a firm pressure on him driving him to completion. With several long
hard thrusts that drove his engorged and twitching cock deeper into Dudley he stilled as he
came, flooding into his son's rectum with a savage growl of satisfaction.
Voldemort smiled. "Very good," he complimented Vernon. "Now,
cum again," his command over rode the man's exhaustion.
Vernon groaned as he felt himself respond to the man's command. His balls
twitched and he flooded into his son's depths again. Around the base of his
penis, the blood still leaking from Dudley's anus mixed with creamy white cum.
"Again."
Vernon just grimaced, mouth opened in a silent scream as he was forced to
respond again.
When it was over again Voldemort removed the Imperio from Vernon, watching with
interest as the man found his strength and pulled out from his son, lying on
his back on the cold stone floor gasping, his limp cock covered in blood and
cum. The mixed liquids were smeared liberally over the sobbing boys arse and
still leaked from his torn anus.
The Dark Lord laughed at the pained expressions on their faces before a cold
detachment settled over his features. The torture he inflicted couldn't even
begin to avenge the torture Harry had to endure for years. With a negligent
flick of his wand he transported them back to their holding pens.
For now, he just needed to be alone.
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