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From the Private
Journal of Katie Bell
I know that no one
will read this for a very long time, but, my Master has directed that I write
down the true story of what happened, so that the record can eventually be set
straight, after we are all dead. Master
told me that it is because of a lie told to him by my sister slave Ginny that
all the events of the past several years were put into motion.
Master says that he
became aware of the lie during the summer after his fifth year in Hogwarts,
when he returned to his relative’s house, still reeling from the death of his
Godfather, Sirius Black; he might have never left there, if he hadn’t received
a rather interesting letter from the Ministry of Magic…
Harry came awake with a start as a tawny owl
hooted indignantly in his ear. Looking
over, he saw that the owl had a letter tied to his leg. Taking the letter, his head cleared enough to
remember the box of owl treats sitting on his desk. Giving the owl a couple, he hooted
appreciatively and flew out the window.
Opening the letter, he was surprised to see that is was from the
Ministry of Magic. ‘What do they want
this time?’ he groaned, not really caring.
The lethargy started dropping away as the contents of the letter sank
into his brain.
July 30, 199-
Mr. Potter,
It
is our happy duty to inform you that as of your 16th birthday, you
will be freed of all restrictions on underage magic. This waiver is in recognition of your
tireless efforts of the last 15 months to alert us to the return of Lord
Voldemort. As you notice, some of us are
making an effort to use his name, and we thank you. Your Apparition training with the late
Headmaster Dumbledore qualifies you to Apparate at will. It is recommended that you do so with caution
initially, but the decision is yours.
Madam
Hopkirk
Underage
Use of Magic Office
Harry read the letter several times and then,
as it was starting to sink in what he had been given, started to smile, for the
first time since Sirius died. He wanted
to share the news with somebody, so he decided to go see the Weasley’s. As he was reaching for his wand, his chuckled
as his stomach grumbled. “Alright, I’ll
get something to eat before I go, but, for now, one of Molly’s cookies will
have to do.” Reaching for the cookie; he
grinned and said; “Hell, let’s see what’s in these things, they sure are
good!” Casting a diagnostic spell, the
grin fell from his face as he became aware of the drugs that were in the
cookies he had been eating, for how long?
How long had he been eating those damned things? Reaching up, he rubbed his face, it had
obviously been several days since he had shaved, and, looking down, it was
obvious that he hadn’t bathed either.
Remembering the letter, he looked again at the date; “July 30th? What in the hell is going on here? I think that somebody owes me an explanation;
and; Merlin help them if I don’t like their
answers! I’ve had it up to here with
being manipulated, and it’s time that changes!”
Quickly showering and changing clothes, he
grabbed his invisibility cloak and snuck out of the house. Once outside the apparition wards, he moved
himself to Ottery St Catchpole, and made his way to the Burrow. He pulled the invisibility cloak closer
around him, and crept up to the kitchen window, where he could see Molly moving
around. He is unhappy, but not surprised
by what he heard, considering the ingredients of the cookies his surrogate
mother had given him.
_______
Ginny walks into the kitchen, “Hiya mum, I
finished the potion for the next batch of cookies for Harry.”
Molly takes the vial from her daughter with a
smile and dumps it into the mixing bowl, “Thank you dear, you followed the
instructions perfectly?”
“Right down to the letter mum, some of the
ingredients were almost stale, but that shouldn’t hamper the potion too much.”
“I know about the ingredients Hon, but the
since the Twins have been staying at their shop, it’s been difficult to get the
materials from them. It’s funny, the way
they have been avoiding us, you might think they suspect something. It’s just too bad that we can’t use the
potion on them. They need to be active
and in full command of their facilities if they’re to continue to be an asset
to the family.”
“I know mum, I’m just anxious to be able to
buy some new stuff for once. Dad’s
salary might cover the basics, but I want some frills for once.”
“I know dear, but once you manage to bind
Potter to you, you’ll be able to have him buy you, and the family, all the
frills you want.”
Ginny doesn’t bother to hide her
exasperation, “I know mum, why else would I ever be willing
to spread my legs for that stupid half-blood.”
Molly smiles at her daughter’s irritated tone
“Calm down Ginny. Between the boy’s
native stupidity and the Hypnotique Potion, you should be able to seduce and
bind him the next time you see him.”
Harry is getting angrier with every passing
second, and is about to bust in on the two of them, until a female scream cuts
through the air.
Ginny giggles, “Sounds like Ron’s playing
with his mudblood whore again. I’m
surprised the bitch hasn’t agreed to be bound to him just to stop the pain.”
“I agree that the girl is being outright
obstinate. Fortunately, Ron’s already
taken her cherry so she can’t bind him to her like you want to do to
Potter. I’m just glad that Albus gave me
permission to use the potion on Potter after Harry destroyed his office. Honestly, you would think that the half blood
little shit would respect his betters more than that! But no, he has to make things difficult,
thinking he had the right to make his own decisions. It’s only when they are properly guided by
the purebloods are the mongrels of any use at all. Your father is a case in point, even though
he is sort of pureblood, if I hadn’t been feeding him this potion for years,
who knows what kind of trouble he’d have caused.”
Rage swells up in Harry, but he remembers the
consequences of acting without thought much too clearly. “Hang on Hermione, I’ll get you out of there
as soon as I can; and then, you can help me punish our former friends!” He sneaks away from the house and Apparates
to his room. Still furious, he started
going through the books that Moody had given him last year, looking for the
most painful spells he could find.
Looking up from the books, he glanced out his bedroom window and smiled
as he saw just the man he wants to see hurrying down the sidewalk, looking like
he had the weight of the world on his shoulders. A minute later, Harry is likewise down on the
walk, “Hiya Remus.”
“Oh, hello cub, what can I do for you?” Remus said, his face
drawn and grayer than usual.
“Would you like to come in for some tea? There’s a matter I need some advice on. And, it seems like you have something that is
bothering you.”
Intrigued, the werewolf follows his charge
into the house. After tea is served, he
says, “So what can I do for you Harry?”
“First, why don’t you tell me what is wrong, then we can discuss what I’ve just found out”
“Harry; I don’t know quite how to tell you
this, but, Albus Dumbledore is dead. He
was found at his desk a couple of hours ago, it looks like a heart attack. Funny, who would have thought he would be
brought down by something that simple?”
Seeing something unexpected on Harry’s face;
he says; “Alright Harry; what the hell is going on? I tell you that Albus is dead, and you
smile? Unless you know something I
don’t, you have some serious explaining to do!”
“Oh, trust me, Mooney, I know something that
you don’t, in fact, it’s what I wanted your advice on; and; when you hear what
I have to say, I don’t think you’ll be too upset that the manipulative old
bastard is roasting his toes in hell at the moment either.”
The young wizard then carefully explained
what he heard at the Burrow.
Remus sits in stunned silence for a moment
before he starts to scowl, “Okay; so what’s the plan? How can I help you get revenge on the lot of
them?”
“I’ve already got an idea, but I’ll need your
help getting a few things. The important
thing is; Hermione is gonna need our help, especially after what she has been
through. I’m just hoping that it’s only
Molly, Ginny, and that piece of shit I called a friend that I have to deal with, I don’t feel like going against the Twins or the rest
of the family. Although,
Percy could use a bit of an attitude adjustment when I get around to it.”
Remus surprises the young man as he says, “Well,
let me say this Harry, for Light or Dark, for Good or Evil, I will stand by
your side.” At the young man’s shocked
expression, Remus chuckles, “Harry, I am a Marauder so I understand revenge. I am also a werewolf, so I can understand the
need to strike out at those that try to steal your freedom. What degree of revenge are you looking for
Harry?”
Harry says, “I want to go for broke, but that
would be sinking to their level.”
The grin Remus gives Harry is almost pure
evil, “I think you need a small history lesson cub; the Potter family has roots
in both the Light and the Dark. Your
family, and yes, even James, would endorse you going for full retaliation; if
only to remind all and sundry that you don’t fuck with the Potter family.”
Harry nods in understanding, “So, how do we
start?”
“Well, step one is to get Ginny over here as
quickly as possible. If you can get her
here today, that won’t be too soon. I
doubt you want Ron to bind Hermione, correct?”
“Correct.”
“Alright, go up and write a letter to your
victim and I’ll pop over to Grimmauld Place, I know they have a tome there
about the spells needed for what you want to do. Then, while you are dealing with Ginny; I’ll
go to the burrow and rescue Hermione and bring her back here.”
“That will be great, but, I don’t want Ron or
Molly killed if possible; I want their deaths to be at my hands, and
Hermione’s.”
The two men go their separate ways; Remus to
number 12, and Harry to his room. When
he got there, Harry was surprised to find two letters waiting for him. A cursory examination spell shows both are clean of any
hostile or malicious spells. Opening the
first one, Harry gets the surprise of his life as he recognizes the handwriting
from his second year.
Harry,
Please
do not destroy this letter without first reading it and considering the offer
contained.
The
Wizarding world has long held as established fact that I wish to rule the
world. However, this is slightly
incorrect. My primary design is to
become immortal. The problem arises from
the fact that to achieve my goal, would require acts that would bring the
Wizarding world down on my back unpleasantly quickly. The answer eluded me until my third year when
I had a run in with several muggle bullies at the orphanage. At that time, I discovered that, though I
could take any of the five individually, collectively they were more than a
match for me. Once back at school, I
started using my Slytherin learning’s to find a group I could organize and
control. Much to my dismay, I discovered
the only ones willing to put up with the excesses I required to become immortal
were the pureblood bigots. With no other
recourse, I devised the name Voldemort and set about organizing the idiots.
The
point of the entire letter is this; I have recently come into possession of the
full version of the prophecy concerning the two of us. Knowing now, that so long as we two do not
cross wands I am effectively immortal, I offer you a deal of sorts. Also contained in this envelope is a magical
contract wherein we agree to never attack each other, order our resources to
attack the other, or do anything to deliberately provoke the other. This has the benefit for me of ensuring my
immortality; and for you, it prevents your friends and allies from becoming
targets and victims in a war that does not need to be.
The
contract does not go into force until both of us sign it and my signature is
already affixed to the document.
Should
you accept the deal Harry, I will willingly go into exile with only a handful
of my followers and will try to live quietly.
To
further sweeten the deal, I offer you the lives of Severus, Bellatrix, and
Wormtail to do with as you please for the pain they have caused you.
Do
not answer quickly Harry. I truly hope
you accept my rather generous offer.
Lord
Voldemort
“Just when I thought this day couldn’t get
any weirder!” Harry says. “It’s
certainly tempting; I don’t owe the Wizarding World anything, after they have
treated me for the past several years.
Why shouldn’t I take the offer?
Because he killed mum and dad, that’s why! Something else to talk over
with Mooney.” He set the letter
down and picked up the other letter, this one from the Ministry.
Mr.
Potter,
I am
writing on behalf of the entirety of the Wizarding World. Effective the moment you opened this letter,
I have issued an edict that gives you almost full legal impunity for all
actions for the remainder of your life in exchange for removing the threat of
Voldemort from our lives. The
exceptions, of course, are use of the Imperious for personal gain, and the use
of the Cruciatus Curse or the Avada Kedarva without good and valid reason.
Minister
of Magic Rufus Scrigemour
Harry started laughing as he set the letter
aside. “They’ve just given me a license
to do whatever the fuck I want to those people!
I wonder what is going to happen when I drop of couple of dead bodies in
the Ministry lobby.” Pulling out his
writing supplies, he writes a letter to Ginny inviting her over that evening;
while trying to keep in mind the state he was in as late as yesterday. He then takes the three letters and goes down
to the kitchen.
Remus is waiting for Harry with a small book
in front of him sipping tea. “Hello
Harry, while I was out, I made a small detour to ‘convince’ the Dursley’s that
they want to stay elsewhere for the next few days.”
The young wizard nods and decides not to ask
exactly what the ‘convincing’ entailed.
He sits down at the table and pours himself a cup, “I found an
interesting pair of letters waiting for me up in my room.”
Remus takes the letters from Voldemort and
the Ministry and reads them. “So cub,
what are you going to do?”
Harry is shocked at the older man’s words.
Remus chuckles, “You were expecting me to
launch into a tirade into why you shouldn’t accept this deal weren’t you?”
The youth nods slowly, “What would mum and
dad think if I signed a deal with their murderer?”
“They would say to follow your heart. They are dead, and revenge won’t bring them
back. Harry, I knew James and Lily
better than anyone currently alive. They
would not want their sacrifice to be the lever someone uses to force you down a
path you really don’t want to go.”
“You mean that they would actually have
approved?”
“Harry, James would have prepped the quill
for you himself. Lily and James both
asked me, independently, to look out for you as best I could with my
condition. They both told me that they
wanted you to be happy, whatever path you choose.”
Harry smiles slightly as he looks at
something very far away. He goes over to
one of the kitchen drawers and pulls out a pen; he signs first the ministry
letter accepting their proposal, on Remus’ suggestion, and then signs the
contract Voldemort had sent, after the werewolf reads through it.
After both contracts are signed, Remus
magically copies the one from Voldemort and has Harry go upstairs to fetch
Hedwig while he goes over to letter to Ginny.
Once Harry returns, Remus says, “The letter
was perfect, I couldn’t make any improvements.”
He ties the letter to Ginny, along with his acceptance of the ministry’s
proposal to the owl’s leg with instructions to deliver the one to the ministry
first.
With the owl winging her way to destinations
well known, Remus looks at his young charge, “Come on, we have a lot of stuff
to set up before that whore arrives.”
The two men go to work on Harry’s room like
men possessed to make sure everything is perfect for Ginny’s arrival.
Once the preparations are complete, including
a portkey for the return trip, Harry sat down with the book Remus brought and
starts to read up on the spell to bind a certain redheaded female to his will,
completely and utterly. While Harry is
doing that; Remus left to go to the Burrow; planning to wait just outside the
wards until he sees Ginny leave.
______
Ginny is in her room at the Burrow listening
to her brother shag his slut again and wishing she could finger herself, but
she knows she can’t risk breaking her hymen or the spell won’t work on Harry.
The witch is grateful when a snowy owl swoops
in with a letter from her hopeful slave.
As she reads the letter she squeals in excitement and bolts down the
stairs.
Molly happily agrees to allow Ginny to visit
Harry that evening.
The witch scratches out an acceptance letter
for Hedwig to take back to Harry; unaware that her life is about to be changed
forever.
_____
After Hedwig returned with the whores’
acceptance, Harry sent her off one more time; this time with a letter to
Voldemort, requesting a face-to-face meeting soon.
_____
Harry is waiting alone in the kitchen for
Ginny to arrive, and hoping that everything goes well with Remus.
When the doorbell rings, Harry forces himself
to respond lethargically as he answers the door.
Ginny is waiting eagerly at the door when
Harry opens it. Without a word she steps
in and grabs Harry’s wrist to pull him up the stairs.
The young man smirks internally; maybe this
will be easier than he’d thought.
Ginny opens the door to Harry’s bedroom and
gets the shock of her life. Hanging from
the center of the room is a hangman’s noose.
Before she can do anything however, she feels a wand at her back, and
hear Harry’s voice saying “Stupefy”.
Harry catches her as she collapses and steps
into the room. Tossing her on the bed,
Harry finds her wand and breaks it; before ripping the clothing from her body
and tying her wrists behind her back.
Using a full body binding spell, Harry
carried her to the stool under the noose.
He then slipped the noose around her neck and tightens it down.
Leaning against the wall by the door, Harry
pointed his wand at her and says “Enervate”.
Ginny opened her eyes and started to scream,
but couldn’t get her mouth to open.
Harry smirked and said, “I have you
completely frozen, because I don’t want you tipping the stool before it’s
time. I want to explain a few things to
you, and let you know what your options are at this point in time. I’m going to remove the binding spell on you,
and, you can either struggle, which will result in nothing more than death by
strangulation; or, you can submit to me, in which case you will live to see
another day, unlike your mother and brother, who will soon die very painful
deaths for what they tried to do to me, and, what they did to Hermione. It’s just a shame that Dumbledore is dead, I
had a wonderful death planned out for him, it involved
the cutting curse and a bathtub full of salt and lemon juice. As for why I am doing this; let me ask you a
question; does Hypnotique Potion ring any bells?”
The witch goes pale, and tried to scream
again, with the same lack of result.
“Even if you weren’t frozen, you stupid cunt, screaming will do you no
good, the room is sound proofed. Now,
remember your options, if you don’t want to die, hold perfectly still. If you understand me, blink one time.”
Ginny blinked once, and Harry released the
spell.
“Please Harry don’t do this, please, don’t
kill me. I’ll do anything you say!”
“Anything I say?”
“Anything, just please don’t kill me.”
“Even becoming my sex slave?”
“Anything Harry, just please don’t kill me!”
“Okay, remember, you consented to this!” Harry says as he walks behind her.
Releasing his cock; he remembered what the
book had said. To bind a witch to a wizard requires two parts. One is the spell needed to bind the witch and
the other is that she is being sodomized when the spell is cast. Should the spell be used when a witch’s hymen
is broken, the will of the wizard shall be bound to the witch’s word. However, if she is being sodomized for the
first time, it is her will that is bound.
The wizard parts Ginny’s cheeks, which just
happen to be at just the right height for him to penetrate easily.
The witch forces herself to relax, knowing
that her situation is hopeless. She
doesn’t make a sound as her rump is violated for the first time.
Harry can’t remember anything ever feeling
this pleasant as he pushes his way into the witch’s arse. With the novelty of the situation, combined
with his absolute lack of experience, Harry barely manages to cast the spell to
bind Ginny to him.
The redheaded witch hears Harry hissing
behind her a moment before she feels her mind being invaded by an outside
source and a warm goo shoot into her bum.
A minute later Harry is recovered and circles
around to in front of the witch. “So
whore,” he says as he once more places his heel on the lip of the stool,
“should I kick this out from under you?”
Ginny smiles at her master, “If it would
please you to do so master, then please do.”
“Fortunately, it would not please me at the
moment, I want you alive, so your mother can see her precious pureblood
daughter on her knees as she licked the ‘mudblood’s’ pussy, while wearing my
collar.”
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