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A Chance at Happiness	By : Vampirezdarkgurl Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Voldemort Views: 128738 -:- Recommendations : 7 -:- Currently Reading : 7
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A Chance at Happiness

Summary: Harry finds out that not everything is as he believes it to be.

Written for Mistress of Malfoy's "First Kiss Challenge" http://hp.adult-fanfiction.org/story.php?no=600013533

Pairing(s): Lord Voldemort/Harry, Severus/James/Lucius

Rating: Nc-17

Warning(S): Slash, Mpreg, Dumbledore, Ron and Hermione bashing. VERY AU, abuse

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-Chapter Sixteen-

As the morning of September second began, the family in 4 Privet Drive was rushing around huffing and puffing as they hurried to finish packing their clothes and personal objects for their vacation.

"See Petunia it was that freak that was holding us back. As soon as he was gone we win a trip that we didn't even enter." Vernon muttered as he waddled down the steps red in the face and out of breath.

"Of course Vernon, why wouldn't it have been his fault. Nothing has gone right for us since he was foisted off onto our normal perfect family." Petunia said turning towards the stairs. "Dudley hurry the car will be here soon. You don't want to miss the trip do you?" Petunia called up the stairs.

"Coming mum!" He shouted before his feet pounded across the floor and down the stairs sounding like a herd of elephants. "Are we going to eat soon? It feels like my stomach is going to crawl it's way out to find food." He whined rubbing at his stomach.

"Oh, well we can't have that. Pet why don't you go and make us a snack before the car gets here." Vernon said dropping down onto the couch wiping sweat off of his face.

"Of course dear, what do my two favorite men want?" She asked.

"Pancakes,eggs,bacon,sausage,toast,and hash browns." Dudley cried out almost drooling at the thought of the food.

"Yeah, Pet that sounds good." Vernon said flipping on the television while Dudley dropped down beside him pulling out one of his hand held games.

Huffing Petunia strode into the kitchen and pulled out the supplies that she'd need to cook.

"This was the only good thing that the freak ever did around here." Petunia mumbled as she prepared the ingredients and threw the sausage, bacon, and hash browns onto a skillet and the bread into the toaster. While they cooked Petunia pulled down plates and set them down on the counter beside her.

Pouring the large bowl of two dozen whipped eggs into three different pans, Petunia focused on scrambling them and flipping the pancakes so they didn't burn because her Vernon and Dudders hated burnt eggs and pancakes. Looking out the back window, Petunia frowned when she realized that the grass and flower beds were starting to become overrun with grass and weeds.

When the eggs finished cooking Petunia scooped them onto the plates followed closely by the pancakes. On Vernon and Dudley's plates, Petunia placed most of the eggs and pancakes, twelve strips of bacon, twelve links of sausage, a large pile of hash browns, and five slices of toast. Carrying them over to the table, she set them down and called her husband and son.

"Vernon, Dudley come and eat before it gets cold!" She called moving back to to the counter and placed some eggs and bacon on her own plate before she sat down at the table.

"Smells great Pet." Vernon said as they walked into the the room and quickly sat down digging into their food.

"Thank you. Vernon I noticed that the backyard is starting to look unkempt, we'll need to hire someone to clean it up since the freak isn't here to do it." Petunia said seemingly ignoring the large amounts of food being shoveled into Vernon and Dudley's mouths at an alarming speed.

Burping Vernon made a face and said, "Bah, we don't need to pay someone to do it: Dudley before we leave go and call one of your friends have them come over and clean up the yard while we're gone."

Swallowing his mouthful of food, Dudley whined out, "But dad I'm not done eating yet."

"That's my boy, gonna be big and strong by the time you're twenty. Take your food with you while you call them." Vernon said grinning as Dudley slowly stood up.

Pouting Dudley walked towards the phone while picking at the food on his plate.

"Vernon, are we really going to be getting that money from the freak? I mean, when that older freak came here with our money and found out that he wasn't around that day he seemed to be able to tell that we were lying to him."

"Pet if he knew we were lying then why did he give us our payment for keeping the freak here. Besides there's no way that the freak knows that the older one is still paying us so we don't need to worry about working for a while since we'll be receiving payments from the both of them." Vernon said with a gleam in his eyes.

"Oh Vernon we could do so much with all of that money." Petunia said rubbing her hands together.

"Of course Pet, I'm sure we can find someone to fix this house up really good."

"Mum, dad the car's here!" Dudley shouted almost running back into the room. Dropping his empty plate into the sink Dudley said, "Piers is going to come over with some friends to help clean the yard and get the mail while we're gone."

"Piers is such a good boy. You have such wonderful friends Dudley." Petunia preened adding the rest of the plates to the sink before she followed Vernon and Dudley back into the living room to gather their bags. Picking up their own bags they opened the door and stepped out the door and locked it behind them.

"Oh, Vernon this is so wonderful! We haven't gone on a vacation in so long." Petunia said smiling as the driver of the car stepped out and opened the trunk for them. After the bags were packed in the trunk the driver opened the door and allowed Vernon, Dudley, and Petunia to slide into the backseat.

As soon as they were inside of the car it seemed to slant towards the left showing that there was more weight on one side. Scowling at the limo in disgust, the driver pulled his hat off and shook out his long black hair.

Giving one of the tires a kick, Sirius moved back towards the front of the car and slid into the drivers seat. Glancing into the backseat, Sirius narrowed his gray eyes and started up the car. Tossing the hat onto the seat beside him, Sirius pulled out onto the road and started down the street.

Almost gagging, Sirius watched in morbid fascination as the food laced with a mild sleeping potion was shoveled into the mouths of the two men while the woman sipped at a glass of wine she had picked up smiling at her husband and son.

As the two men drifted off to sleep with food still clenched in their hands and some half chewed food dropping out of their mouths that were hanging open, Sirius gave a dark grin and watched as the horse faced woman stared at them in shock before her eyes slowly rolled back into her head and she joined them in a dreamless sleep.

Pulling off the road and behind a storage facility that seemed to be closed, Sirius climbed out of the front seat and opened the door. Leaning inside of the car, he placed a portkey in each of their hands and activated it before he activated his own portkey that would transport him back to Lord Voldemorts 'vacation home'.

While his portkey was designed to drop him off in Voldemort's office the Dursley's were going to be dropped off in the basement, each in a separate cell that were next to each other. The cells had recently been transfigured into the basement by Voldemort for the special occasion of torturing his mates recent 'caregivers'.

Shaking his head to clear away the disorientation that always came with magical transportation, Sirius looked up and gave a short bow to Voldemort.

"My lord, the guests are in their respective rooms. The two males should be asleep for quite a while since they ate most of the food before we even got to the end of the road. The woman should be up sooner she only took a few sips from a glass of wine." Sirius said making a disgusted face.

"Wonderful, Sirius you have done all I needed you to do. I know that you had certain plans for today so you are dismissed, just do not get caught." Voldemort said giving him a look that promised trouble if he did.

"Of course." Bowing towards Voldemort, Sirius turned towards Lucius, and James and said, with a grin, "Have fun."

As he bounced out of the room, Sirius laughed when he heard Lucius call out after him, "Don't pester my son!"

"I won't!" Sirius called back grinning since Lucius didn't specify which son he had been talking about.

"Severus is going to be upset that he wasn't here for this." James said leaning into Lucius' side.

"He'll be alright. Besides he's protecting Harry at the school so that should make up for this." Lucius said, although he knew that Severus would be upset about getting revenge on the people, although that term was used very lightly, that had hurt and abused his child.

'I suppose you're right." James said sighing. "I know that he would be more help here though. I don't have my wand so I don't know what I can do to help."

"Support James. You may not be able to do anything to them, although I think that our lord will do most of the damage since mates have the first chance at retribution at a fault against their mate. Having you there will show them that they cannot get away with harming a member of the Snape-Malfoy family." Lucius said rubbing his back. "Severus and I will be taking that retribution against Dumbledore as soon as we possibly can without risking our child's life."

Smiling, James snuggled against him with a pleased sigh only to be disrupted by Voldemort standing up from his chair and making his way towards the door.

"Come I believe that it is time for us to go and properly 'greet' our guests." Voldemort said stopping at the door when he realized that both Lucius and James weren't paying attention.

"If you can't handle something that happens in there James, tell me and I will help you out of the room." Lucius said rubbing his side.

"I will Lucius." James said as they stepped down into the lower level of the small home. Shivering at the cold that permeated the air, James pushed himself closer to Lucius trying to stay warm.

Wrapping his arm around James, Lucius pulled him as close as he could as they walked though a new doorway that led into the basement.

The basement hadn't been used for sometime and it was easy to tell. The corners of the ceiling were covered in spiderwebs that weaved in and out of the rotten boards. The two windows that looked up towards the sun were shattered and the wind was whistling through them creating an eerie and foreboding musical. There was only one light and it was at the end of the corridor that was right outside of the cells and, thanks to magic, gave a flicker every now and then.

Stepping in front of the cells, Voldemort sneered down at the muggles that huddled as close to their family as they could through the bars.

Upon seeing Voldemort, Vernon jumped up from the floor and rushed towards the door of the cell turning red in the face. "You! Tell me where we are and why you locked us in this place!" He shouted. "We'll be missed when we don't show up to our appointment and then you'll be in trouble! I'll take you for everything that you have." Vernon shouted as if he was an important person.

Raising an eyebrow at the man, Voldemort curled up his lip and stepped back to avoid the flying spit.

"You won't be missed for two weeks." Voldemort said crossing his arms fingering his wand. "Your so called appointment is with me."

"Bah, I don't believe that for one second. If you let us out of here right now we'll forget this and walk away. If you don't I shall have you arrested the second that we get out of here."

"Well then, it's lucky for me then that you aren't going to be returning to your old home." Pulling his wand in front of him to where Vernon could see it, he tapped it against his arm.

Starting to shake in anger Vernon spat out, "You're one of those freaks! Why did you bring us here? There's no reason for you to kidnap us!" Vernon shouted while his wife and son cowered backwards in their cell.

"You've done nothing? You mush have very short memories then." James said shaking as he faced the man that dared to hurt his son for almost sixteen years.

"Who the hell are you?" Vernon asked turning his attention to James.

Growling at the raised voice, Lucius bared his fangs that had begun to grow when the group had entered the basement.

"I am James Snape-Malfoy, and you Vernon Dursley are in trouble for ever raising your hand against my child." James said breathing deeply

"Your child? The only child that I've ever raised my hand to was that freak Potter." Vernon said as if he did nothing wrong.

"WRONG! He isn't a Potter, he is a Snape-Malfoy. He is my son and you are going to pay for all of the scars and bruises that you've ever placed on him." Lucius snarled out trying to lunge towards the cell causing Vernon to jump towards the back of the cell which was almost impossible thanks to his weight.

Looking at him coolly, Voldemort said, "James take Lucius upstairs and calm him down. When he calms down you can come back down, but not until he calms down. We don't want our time to be cut short."

"Of course my lord." James said tossing one last glare at the people in the cells. Making sure he had a good grip on Lucius, James pressed a kiss to his slack lips and tugged him towards the door ignoring the disgusted noises that came from the cells.

When they were out of the basement, Voldemort turned back to his 'guests' with a dangerous look on his face.

"Now, this is going to hurt you no matter what because you hurt my mate, and I am not going to let you get away with it...so how about we get started." Flicking his wand, Voldemort opened the cell door and immediately Vernon rushed towards him.

With a swish of his wand Vernon was thrown back into the cell and stuck to the wall. Turning to look into Petunia's cell, Voldemort quickly had her in the same position next to her husband.

Turning to look at Dudley, Voldemort said, "You boy, I have not decided what I should do to you just yet. Although after being raised by magic haters like these you are sure to have a hatred for our kind. I shall see if I feel generous enough to let you go once I'm done with your parents."

Blubbering with snot running down his nose, Dudley whimpered out, "I've only done what my father and mother have told me to do. It's all I've known."

"And that is why I shall let you live, how I let you live is another matter." Voldemort said cryptically. As he turned around, Voldemort cast a charm that would keep Dudley from seeing what was done to his parents and a warming spell on his cell.

Turning back to his victims, Voldemort gave a violent flick of his wand and cast a levicorpus spell on them causing them to hang upside down and from their ankles. Grinning at their squawks of protest, Voldemort conjured up a chair and sat down.

Flicking his wand, he cast a serpensortia and conjured up a madagascan hognosed snake. It was a sandy color with black and white markings and an upturned snout, and it caused symptoms that ranged from: local swelling, discolouration, bleeding, blistering, necrosis (a death of localized body cells and tissues), lymphangitis (a swelling of the lymph nodes), headaches, and finally a rather bad case of nausea.

Hissing, Voldemort said, "Bite them both my little snake."While the snake slithered over to them, Voldemort pulled four identical vials out of his robes, each vial held the anti-venom for the snake bite that was a dark blue color. He also pulled out two silver potions and set them on the arm of his chair.

Sitting there for a few seconds, Voldemort listened as their breathing started to speed up due to the venom coursing through their blood before he levitated them up and poured a vial of the dark blue potion down each of their throats. Thinking up his next step, Voldemort released the spell and let them swing like a pendulum until they stopped and just hung upside down again.

As the woman started to look sick and the man started to flail around, Voldemort threw his head back with a laugh before he turned serious again.

Flicking his wand he cast a sectumsempra and watched as blood spilled out from both of the hanging victims that were screaming in pain. As the blood dripped to the floor, Voldemort once again commanded the snake to bite them.

After the snake slithered back to his side, Voldemort flicked his wand and banished the snake back to where it had come from. As the venom worked its way through their blood stream they writhed in pain as blisters formed on their skin before they burst and formed again.

The skin around the bites slowly started to turn a sickly yellow color while their faces started to turn a deathly pale and they started to heave.

Vernon was the first one to lose everything that filled his stomach as the venom and hanging upside down for a long time got to him.

Giving a disgusted grunt, Voldemort banished the puke and blood from the floor.

"As, much as I would like to continue with this torture I have bigger plans for you." Voldemort said levitating them upwards and poured the anti-venom down their throats again for the last time.

Standing up from his seat, Voldemort picked up the two silver potions and made his way over to the muggles. Ending the levicorpus spell, he let them drop to the ground taking slight pleasure in the grunt of pain it pulled from the both of them.

Laying there, Vernon and Petunia tried to push away the nausea that was roiling through their stomachs so they could stand up and face the 'freak' that had hurt them.

"I would love for you two to remember this, you will eventually but alas, you shall not remember it now." Voldemort said casting an obliviate on the both of them then in the same motion cast a falsus memoria, false memory, spell on them.

"Your memories shall be from a life learning about pure bloods and filthy muggles You grew up in the states and believed in pure blood supremacy and when you heard of my plight you came over from the states to serve the dark lord, but you were unfortunately caught after a reckless attack on a group of muggles. But don't worry you'll eventually remember your real lives, but by then everyone will believe you're insane." Voldemort said shaking his head in false remorse.

Pulling the cork from the last two vials of potions that he had, Voldemort poured them down their throats and watched as their features slowly changed.

Vernon seemed to turn into a healthy male: he was about six feet tall and two hundred pounds. He had soft golden hair and cold blue eyes that held no emotion. He had two scars that ran down over his right eye and ended just above his lips.

Petunia seemed to put on some weight and lost her horse face: She gained about twenty pounds and ended up at about one hundred and fifty pounds. She seemed to grow to about five feet six inches. Her hair turned into a dark, dirty blond and her eyes into a sharp brown that showed intensity.

"Don't worry this here is a newer version of the Polyjuice potion, it will last for about six months, long enough for your appearance to change enough that no one will notice. You now look like some random muggle that no one should know." Voldemort said as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a case that held two plain gold rings.

"These rings here, will impersonate a magical signature so everyone will believe that you have magic in you...although no one will bother to check after I finish with you."

With a flick of his wand the sleeve that covered their right arm was ripped off leaving their arm bare. Tapping his wand against their bare skin he cast the Morsmorde and watched as his mark seeped into their skin.

"You should feel lucky, you are the first and only muggles that will ever carry my mark." Voldemort said frowning at the thought.

Turning slightly at the sound of footsteps approaching the cell, Voldemort watched at Lucius and James appeared at the entrance.

"It seems that we have missed all of the fun." Lucius said looking fully relaxed as James curled against his side looking rather tired.

"Not all of the fun Lucius. I still need to have these filthy muggles delivered to the ministry since they have the mark of the dark lord." Voldemort said grinning slightly as Lucius and James immediately looked down towards their arms.

"My lord..."Lucius said looking at the marks in shock.

"Yes, yes I know, it disgusts me seeing my mark on their skin, but it must be done." He said waving his hand in a dismissive gesture. "Lucius will you deliver these, 'death eaters' to the ministry for me?"

"Of course my lord, I shall make sure these villains are brought to justice." Lucius said grinning at the two woozy people at his masters feet.

Stealing a kiss from James, Lucius cast a levitating charm on the two and started for the stairs wanting to get rid of the two people as quickly as possible.

"My lord if I may ask, what do you think is going to happen to those two?" James asked staring after his mate.

"Since the delivery is going to be during the day and in full view of the public, because Lucius will do nothing less then that, those two will get thrown into Azkaban without a trial." Voldemort said before turning to face the other cell.

"What are you going to do with him?" James asked, slightly worried for the boy who was the same age as his son.

"I seriously believe that he was acting as his parents told him to. He was raised to hate magic because they hated it, we don't know how he would act without that."

Stepping out of the cell, Voldemort stepped over to the cell holding Dudley, opened the door and stepped inside.

Rubbing at his nose, Dudley jumped up to his feet and pressed his back against the furthest wall.

"You child, have helped to abuse my mate, I want to know why...and don't lie to me because I'll know if you are." Voldemort said leaning against the wall with his wand gripped in his fingers.

"I, I did it because my father did it. He always told me that it was okay to do it, that it needed to be done." Dudley whimpered out shaking like a leaf.

"If your father didn't tell you to do it, would you still have done it?"

"I don't know I really don't know what I would have done." Dudley cried out as tears streaked down his cheeks.

"I have a proposition for you, I will release you, but you will live your life over. You will forget who you are now, and where you've come from. You will be sent to the states to live with the witches and wizards there. If you regain this hate, you will join your parents in their fate and if you don't you can live as you do without ever remembering this life." Voldemort said after thinking it over.

"Fine, I agree, I swear I won't turn out the same. I'll be better and I won't judge people because they're different. Just don't kill me!" Dudley shouted covering his face with his hands.

Leveling his wand at Dudley's head, Voldemort cast another obliviate on the sobbing teen and watched as he crumpled to the ground unconscious.

Sighing, Voldemort levitated Dudley behind him and started towards the stairs and up towards his temporary office space. Moving over towards the fireplace he tossed a handful of floo powder into the fireplace and called out, "United States Minister of Magic."

"As the fire turned green, Voldemort turned around looking for a slip of parchment to write out a quick note and found one handed to him by James.

Accepting it, Voldemort quickly wrote out the note:

This man is being punished for crimes against a magical creatures mate. He is to stay away from Scotland and England or he shall face the wrath of the dominant creature. If he shows any anger towards witches and wizards he is to be transported to the nearest wizarding prison in your vicinity.

Signed,

An angry dominant

Nodding his head, Voldemort pinned the note to Dudley's shirt before he tossed him into the fireplace and watched as he disappeared through the network of fireplaces.

Dropping into his seat, Voldemort rubbed at his temples wishing he could hold his mate after the day he had had.

"Come James I think that it is time for us to return home. Our work here is done; retribution has been taken for the crimes against my mate, and your son." Standing up, Voldemort gave a sigh and decided that later that night he was going to pull his little submissive into his mind and hold him for as long as he could.

Tossing more floo powder into the fireplace, Voldemort and James called out their destination of Malfoy Manor and headed off to rest after the stressful day.

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