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Tarnished Lion	By : InvidiaRed Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 56639 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 10
Disclaimer: I make no money off of this fanfiction. Harry Potter and its world isn't mine. Any and all resemblance is entirely coincidental. Again, All fun and practice.

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There was a crack, Harry hadn’t gotten a chance to talk to Barty the first day back but tonight he did.
Harry smiled. But first Harry tapped the Moody’s trunk and one by one they opened until the last compartment open. The seventh hidden compartment
A dark, dank hole.
“Harry?”
“Crucio!” Harry listened to the screams. He hated inflicting pain but it was growing on him. There was something wondrous in the agonizing screams of someone you detested.
He had buried it inside himself. It was coming out, The resentment, he didn’t hate Dudley he loathed him.
The reason why he never had a friend. The one who hurt the ones who tried. The one who got everything he wanted… And Harry got the hand me downs.
The one who hurt Harry was down there. Sorry just didn’t cut throwing your cousin in a cupboard under the stairs.
There was this neat little trick to Crucio. You didn’t need full power, you just had to mean it. And Harry, very much meant it.
So he held back and just held it. Harry reluctantly ended it after a few moments.
“Toss up your clothes.” Harry rasped after he allowed Dudley to catch his breathe.
“You really are stupid. Crucio!” Dudley screamed and Harry listened to those hoarse screams as he let up.
Harry just pointed his wand at the twitching slut. “Accio.”
“Accio!” As the summoning charms ripped off Dudley’s shoes.his socks, his underwear and trousers and his jacket and shirt.
He whipped his wand in a circle. “Protego Diabolica!” the black flames cheerfully raced around round him in a protective circle.
He dipped his hand into the flames. It was wonderfully warm. “I really need to learn warming charms.” The unpleasant chill had been chased away.
Harry cheerfully started throwing the Dudley’s clothing into the black flames watching as they were consumed.
It was a cheerful diversion. “Kreacher-, There was a crack and the old elf actually bowed to him.
” Please bring Barty Jr. To me.” Harry politely requested.
“Of course, Sir.” There was a crack and Harry idly played with the wonderous black flames. Felt them flick against him.
Surprisingly, There was Markus as well.
“Thank you Kreacher. You are dismissed.” Markus twitched. Harry gave Barty a clearly disproving eye. The mad man beamed at him.
Harry kept his wand firmly as he strode up to Markus and kissed him forcefully. Harry would never forget that it was dear Markus who came to him willingly. Harry kissed him possessively and the entire time he kept his eyes on Barty and dared him to do anything about it.
“Markus, I missed you. How is Knockturn Alley doing?” Harry ordered.
Harry affectionally touched him for a moment before he trotted towards Moody’s trunk.
“Auror patrols have stepped up, They’re looking for something.” Harry nodded. Barty burst into the conversation.
“They won’t find what they’re looking for” Harry chuckled. His gaze feel on Barty, he wasn’t happy with him. He expected much from Barty.
“Wingardium Leviosa” Harry swished and flicked at the piggish oaf in the trunk and behold. It was possible for a pig to fly.
Dudley hit the ground of the chamber of secrets hard. “Harry? Harry Why?” Dudley. He whined out as he clasped his hands to hide his crotch as he struggled to his feet.
“Because I needed you to get to your feet.” Harry truthfully answered. Dudley looked at him just as Harry smashed his offhand into his face. There was a satisfying crunching sound. Dudley howled as blood sprayed.
The fat pig fell onto the floor with a loud thud. Harry however wasn’t mollified, As the smell of blood egged him on and his foot lashed out.
Vengeance was sweet and his fury bubbled over just as he sheathed his wand. While Crucio was such a wonderful curse. It was so impersonal, and Harry wanted it to be intimate.
Harry’s feet rained down on such a large target it was practically impossible to miss. His fists found perfect targets.
He didn’t relent.
Dudley slowly went from crying out to whimpering to finally silence as he stopped resisting all together.
Harry straightened.
With bloody dripping off his fists and his shoes, Harry straightened turned to his servants and smiled.
Markus was on his knees, a look of horror etched on his face. Barty Jr. Looked upon him with a look of devotion.
“P-Please.” Came a pityingly whimper. Harry looked down at the bruising body of his once tormentor.
“I-I-I do whatever you want anything.” Harry turned and with a quick movement, wand in hand.
“Crucio!” Harry aimed it at that nub Dudley called a prick. Dudley howled and Harry watched for a moment as he clutched his twig and berries.
Harry felt the heat as two arms encircled him. He ended the curse, Barty was pressed up against him and he felt that he was hard.
He felt Barty’s lips on his neck and Harry shuddered. “He swore, He’d do anything.” Barty giggled derangedly. “Anything.”
“Isn’t that right?” Barty said and Dudley’s tears streaked face nodded. “We can make it so. Get up and take his hand.” Barty said. Barty nudged Harry’s arm.
“Take his hand.” Barty whispered as he licked Harry’s ear. Harry clasped his hand and Barty nuzzled him him as placed his wand where they connected “I am your master and you will obey me completely. Swear it and I won’t hurt you.” Harry bade and he looked at the pathetic pig before him. “Yes! I will! I swear!” Dudley cried and as he did so a lashed of fire erupted from Barty’s wand and encircled their clasped hands.
Harry released his grip of Dudley’s hand. The fire slowly faded as a mark singed on Dudley’s hand.
Barty removed his wand ecstatic. “If you break your promise you die!” Barty gleefully cried out. Harry looked at the mark on his off hand. Did he really just promise that?” Harry wondered, He had been caught in the moment.
Fine. Harry wouldn’t hurt him.
“Pertrificus Totalus.” Harry rubbed Barty’s arm pleased.
“I won’t hurt you.” Harry promised. “You’re my slave. I ask you to do something you do it.So simple even an idiot like you can understand it.”
Harry looked down. Dudley looked too much like himself. Harry intended to fix that.
“Calvorio” He pointed his wand, A bolt of reddish purple light struck Dudley. A single hair dropped out of Dudley’s head and drifted to the floor.
Like a leaf in the wind. Like a forest being felled all the hair on Dudley’s face, his dark eyebrows and his eyelashes fell out and like a forest fire the effect traveled, The hairs on his chest, the thick hair on his arms and legs and his pubic hair fell and landed on the floor.
Dudley looked like a giant fucking baby, much more ugly as well. Harry touched Dudley’s surprisingly soft skin.
Harry turned towards Markus. “Get up. You have a canvas.” Markus jumped up and hurriedly strode towards him.
Harry pushed off Barty and walked opposite of Dudley upon the ground. “He looks so unmarked you wouldn’t think he’s a slave for my enjoyment. Fix that.”
Markus drew his wand. “Y-yes My Lord. What do you want?”
Harry jabbed Dudley in the throat. “Silencio” A pet doesn’t need to speak.
“ Put cocksucker on his lips.” Harry bade sadistically. Markus pressed his wand to Dudley’s lips. Big, fat letters emerged on those Dudley’s lips. “Cockholster, Slut, I Love Cock. I Am A Slave To Cock. I want no part of his face to free.” Sadism felt so good Harry got a rush from it. Watching as I LOVE BEING A WHORE blossomed and etched itself on the top of Dudley’s head.
Harry pointed to Dudley’s massive forehead. “I want giant letters. FUCK MY FACE, on his cheeks I want MY MOUTH SHOULD NEVER BE UNATTENDED”
Harry could see Dudley cry but, He’d have reason to cry soon enough. Permanent reminders that he would never be allowed to forget he chose this. He chose to beg.
Markus went about his task. Barty clapped his hands together excitedly. “Put Choke Me on his throat. HANDS GO HERE” Barty exclaimed and excitement raced through the room and even Markus was drawn into the fun.
Touch Me, Tease me I’m Here To Please. slowly appeared all over Dudley’s hairless skin. Twist Me appeared and wrapped around Dudley’s nipples.
In giant boldly black letters FUCK ME stamped itself on Dudley’s middle.
Look at my nub, Baby dick, Just a clit. Showed themselves on his pubic region. On Dudley’s thighs Spread To Fuck, I Never Close Punish Me If I Do appeared. Harry marveled at Markus’s work and he found himself enjoying the spectacle.
On Dudley’s knees I Should Be Touching The Ground. Faded into view. On Dudley’s legs Always Ready to Fuck bloomed in giant letters. On Dudley’s feet I Always Obey showed on the top of his foot and on his toes.
For Your Pleasure appeared on Dudley’s soles. “Markus, you are truly and artist. You will be rewarded for this.”
On Dudley’s Arms giant throbbing cocks appeared with obnoxiously beating red hearts. On Dudley’s Palms My Fingers Go Anywhere You Want. On the top of his hands. My Fists Can Go Anywhere Just Ask Me. W.H.O.R.E each letter appeared to spell out what Dudley now was stained his fingers.
Harry and Barty flipped Dudley over. Markus touched Dudley’s back and CUM HERE appeared on a bright red heart.
My Hole Is Your Goal, I DON”T SAY NO and ALWAYS OPEN flickered into being. A tramp stamp for all to see. Immutable truth.
Faded into perfectly legibility. An Arrow helpfully pointed to his arsehole shrinking and growing.
Dudley’s great fat arse was massive but Harry had fully confidence in Markus’s artistic ability. The Biggest words appeared one per arse cheek.
WRECK ME clearly appeared with giant letters bold as brass.
Harry was pleased. “Finite” Dudley immediately curled up. “Pet. You may not hurt yourself. Do you understand.” Harry prodded. Pet reluctantly gave a thumbs up.
Harry grabbed Markus’s trousers and shoved them down.
“Only right, that you should christen your work of art.” Harry prodded Dudley. “Suck him off.” Tears tracked down Dudley’s face as reluctantly he got to his knees.
Dudley put his mouth on Markus’s cock. “ He doesn’t know what he’s doing.” Markus lamented.
“Well then, its up to you two, to fix that. His arse is mine first.” Harry declared. Harry caught Dudley by the throat and made sure he was looking at him.
“You will never run away, Or hurt anyone without my permission.” Harry declared. Harry tugged and Dudley crawled after him as he walked a few steps back.
“Barty, suck him off. Markus when you’re done I’ll have Kreacher take you home. Well done.”
“And Barty, You and I aren’t finished.” Barty sank to his knees and Markus’s smile went wicked.
“Thank you, my lord.” The moment Barty leaned in Markus grabbed barty’s face and brutally started ramming his cock into Barty.
A look of pleased victory as Markus raped Barty’s face. Harry tapped Dudley’s face and forced him to watch. Markus apparently didn’t like Barty is the brutal treatment was any indication. Whatever it was, it was his followers to settle. If Harry wanted his servants to fuck in front of him. They would simple as that.
And Markus seemed to understand this perfectly. He should definitely make this a regular occurrence. Ultimately it was up to what Harry wanted. Not them.

“You better be paying attention.” Harry threatened. “Cause if you can’t best Barty. It will be most unpleasant.”
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