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The Prophecy of the Phoenix	By : greenwizard11 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 7671 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Breaking Him In

First of all I want to say thank you to Jan for the reviews. Those of you who have never written anything have no idea how much a little praise means to a writer. Just seeing them made me wanna sit right down and keep writing. And now I have 2 fans named Jan! Isn’t life great… lol

James sat on the bed staring out the little barred window at the countryside. He wondered how everyone was doing, especially Lilly. Stress like this couldn’t possibly be good for a woman who was nearly five months pregnant. He knew he had to get back to her and their baby somehow.

He shook his head and chuckled to himself. He and Voldemort were a lot alike, but separated by one major difference. The dark wizard cared for no one but himself, so he couldn’t possibly understand what drove James. That was why Voldemort would forever underestimate him.

He jumped a little when the door opened and the devil incarnate himself walked in. “So we meet again James,” he spoke with a smile.

“What in the bloody fucking hell do you want!” James spat.

Voldemort laughed softly, closing the door behind him. “I should think you would know what I want by now.”

“Well that you’re not getting.”

“Have you noticed your collar yet?” the dark wizard asked triumphantly.

James’ pale blue eyes flashed in anger. “Does that mean yes…?”

“It means piss off!”

“Such spirit!” Voldemort hissed as he moved closer to the bed. “It would be such a shame to break it, but I’m going to have to.”

“You can try.”

The older wizard reached his hand out and suddenly James felt himself being pulled towards him. He resisted with every ounce of strength he had, but it was no good. Voldemort pulled him close until their bodies were touching. “I’ve done it before, and now I have that wonderful collar to make it easier.”

“I was a child before. As I said, you’re welcome to try.”

Then James suddenly lunged forward to bite Voldemort hard on the cheek. The dark wizard flung him to the ground and put his hand to the bite. When he pulled it away and looked down he saw blood on his fingers. He uttered a command in Egyptian and James felt intense pain sweep through his body. It was worse than any cruciatus curse, but he refused to let his enemy have any satisfaction. He clenched his jaw and waited until it passed.

“You will learn!” Voldemort cried as he left the room.

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Lucius felt sick when he heard that all deatheaters were to go straight to the ballroom. He just knew it had something to do with James.

His worst fears were confirmed as he stepped into the large room. At the front sat Voldemort on his throne. Beside him James was chained to the chair and wearing nothing but a thin loincloth. Normally such a sight would excite the blond, but the circumstances caused only rocks in his stomach.

He saw Severus standing along the wall and he moved over to him. “I thought you’d be at the school,” he whispered into his ear.

“I was, but I was summoned here for some reason. I wasn’t going to come but Dumbledore told me it would probably be a good idea. Now I see why.”

Lucius nodded. “I hate feeling so helpless.”

The potions master smiled weakly. “Normally I like it, but not this time. I don’t know if I’m strong enough to take this. My only comfort is that James is… I hope.”

“Good, you’re all here,” Voldemort addressed the crowd that had formed. “I’m sure you’re all wondering why I summoned you here. I’m sure that word has spread quickly that I’ve acquired a new pet, and since many of you helped to capture him I thought you would all like to help me break him in. Who would like to go first?”

Both Lucius and Severus did their best to make themselves invisible as their master’s eyes scanned the room. Neither of them wanted any part in this. All they could do now was hold their breath and hope it would be over quickly.

“Lucius,” Voldemort called out. “You’re my second in command. You should have the honor of playing with my pet first.”

As all eyes turned on the blond in the corner he could’ve sworn his heart had stopped beating for a moment. “I’m going to have to respectfully decline my lord,” he said with his best Malfoy sneer.

“Why would you do a thing like that?” Voldemort asked him those dark eyes penetrating his skin. “Have you suddenly gone soft on me?”

“Never my lord.” His mind raced to for something more to say that wouldn’t give too much away. “It’s just that… your pet is still a wild animal. Because of my work at the Ministry I couldn’t possibly risk him ripping me apart. Might I suggest testing the waters with someone less important.”

He was finally able to breathe again when Voldemort smiled. “I like the way you think Lucius. Applegate get over here!”

A shorter than average pudgy man stepped forward, a tent already forming in his robes. He moved towards James his thick grubby fingers reaching out like he was going to pet a dog or something. James scrunched his face up in disgust and slowly backed away.

“Aww, come here kitty,” the man taunted him.

James continued to back away and his body started to change. His face and body became more cat like. Then as soon as he was backed against the wall he lunged at Applegate without warning. The man had no time to react as sharp claws dug into his chest and fangs punctured his throat.

James laid all of his body weight on his pray to hold the man down while his jaw clamped around his windpipe. Rivers of blood gurgled from the wounds and pooled on the floor while the man struggled and tried to scream for help.

Voldemort uttered the command to send searing pain through James’ body yet again but he ignored it. Nothing could make him let go. The crowd just stood there in awe as they watched their comrade die before there eyes.

It wasn’t until Applegate was an inch from death that he finally released his grip. He moved his mouth close to the man’s ear and softly whispered, “I hope it was worth it.”

Moments later Applegate was dead. The room was silent for what seemed like an eternity. Then suddenly Voldemort started to laugh. “It’s a very good thing you didn’t go first Lucius. I see I have my work cut out for me.”

James seized the opportunity and charged Voldemort sinking his fangs deep into the man’s ankle. The dark wizard howled in pain kicking at his attacker. Then he threw curse after curse until James finally let go.

“I swear I’ll break you!” he yelled as healers were called to tend to the injury. A small group of deatheaters were then ordered to drag James to a special torture room so he could be dealt with.
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