True Nature | By : iceangel3 Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 24267 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 6 |
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Chapter warning: Rape of a minor by an adult family member and by another minor family member. There is also abuse of a minor and a spouse.
Chapter 2
The front door slamming was what woke Harry up. Dread filled him as he heard movement on the stairs, then footsteps coming toward his room. His bedroom door was thrown open and Vernon walked in and slammed the door shut behind him.
“It’s time to remind you of your place, boy!” Vernon snarled as he approached Harry on his bed.
Out in the hall a few minutes later, Harry could be heard begging his uncle to stop and leave him alone. Dudley sniggered in amusement as he listened to Harry’s pleas while he stood in the hallway. Petunia came out of the master bedroom to investigate the noise.
“What’s going on, Dudders?” Petunia asked.
“Dad’s teaching the freak a lesson and reminding him of his place,” Dudley replied gleefully.
Petunia froze for a moment then said, “Well it’s about time!” She then retreated to her room thinking, ‘Oh, on! It’s already started. I just hope that it doesn’t go too far, but if it does something will be done to stop it.’ What Petunia didn’t realize was that it already was going too far because at that moment Vernon was brutally raping Harry.
As a fortnight went by the mistreatment of Harry continued with Vernon beating then raping him. Petunia remained clueless of just how badly Harry was being treated by her husband. She had no idea about half of the things her husband and son were doing to Harry until one day she came home from shopping early.
Petunia walked into the house with a few bags in her arms and went to the kitchen. As she entered the kitchen she froze in horror at what she was seeing: Vernon and Dudley were taking turns with one beating Harry while the other raped him. It took her a few moments before she did say anything.
“Vernon! Dudley! What on earth are you doing?” Petunia shrieked causing the others in the kitchen to freeze.
“Nothing that concerns you, Petunia dear,” Vernon snapped as he pushed back into Harry causing the teen to whimper in pain and fear.
“That’s enough, Vernon, leave the poor boy alone!” Petunia yelled. She couldn’t help but notice Harry silently pleading her to help him. She also noticed that he looked like hell.
“Stay out of this, unless you want the same to happen to you,” Vernon threatened.
The next thing that took place had happened really fast. Petunia dropped the groceries onto the table and went into the living room and as she left the kitchen she closed the kitchen door. Then she picked up the phone and called Mrs. Figg.
“Hello?” The voice of Mrs. Figg said on the other end of the phone line.
“Hello, Mrs. Figg, this is Petunia Dursley. I need to ask a favor,” Petunia said softly into the phone. “And it’s very important.”
“Is everything okay, Mrs. Dursley? You sound upset.” Mrs. Figg said as worry began to creep into her mind.
“I need your help, Mrs. Figg, it’s about Harry,” Petunia replied nervously.
“About Harry? Is everything alright?”
“No, nothing here is alright. I need help, Harry’s in danger and I don’t know how I can get him and myself out of here. I need help and I couldn’t think of anyone else to call. I don’t know what to do to stop what’s going on here….”
“Petunia! What the devil are you doing?” Vernon thundered. “Put down that damn phone or you’re going to regret it and end up like the freak.”
“No, Vernon, what you are doing to Harry is wrong and it needs to stop! I’m not going to let you treat my nephew the way you treated me before we got married.” Petunia yelled as Vernon snatched the phone out of her hand.
Vernon slammed the phone onto the receiver then turned onto his wife. He began to beat his wife not realizing that someone bad been able to hear their yelling and was about to do something to try to help. When Mrs. Figg heard the phone on the other end being slammed down she went right into action. She walked over to her fireplace, grabbed a jar of green powder, took a pinch of the powder, and threw the pinch of powder into the fire.
“Albus Dumbledore’s office, Hogwarts,” Mrs. Figg called just before she stuck her head into the fire.
Mean while Dumbledore himself was indeed in his office. He was having a meeting with one Severus Snape when Mrs. Figg’s head appeared on the fireplace. It took a moment before either man noticed.
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