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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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“Stupefy!”
Dudley crumbled with a flash of red light. Pulsing, Harry felt the darkness surge within him as Barty was orally ravished. The sound of gagging and flesh on flesh. It was hypnotizing, it was just so delicious.
Markus left with a crack as the old elf took him on his way. Harry buckled to his knees as a sudden piercing headache made the world practically vanish.
A part of him tried to back away, To flee and return to who he had been. The scar upon his head beat like a living thing.
For a moment everything went dark, The old him fought and then like a drowning undertow was pulled under and was gone. The pain vanished as quickly as it came.
Harry blinked those green eyes as he cracked his neck. The pressure in his neck lessened.
Seeing Barty used like that as cum dribbled from his mouth and his disheveled hair. That physical want, Harry decided he wanted to see it more.
“Don’t move.” Harry bade dangerously wand extended and Barty froze on his knees. Harry got off his knees and prowled about Barty Jr.
The darkness was so shiveringly deep in Barty Jr. While he could tease the budding dark wizards and witches with touches. It taunted him with its abundant and practically cooing presence and Harry couldn’t help but reach out.
Barty Jr cried out in discomfort and alarm. Like being able to coil oily smoke, Harry felt that disordered mind. Distantly a part of him wanted to run and confess to Dumbledore everything. He was playing with power he didn’t understand.
A pitiless laughter rumbled up from within him making his ribs ache as it bubbled out of him like an oil spill on a lake.
Sweeter than any cauldron cake, than pumpkin juice. That cloying darkness emanating off Barty was even sweeter than treacle tart.
Harry found himself circling Barty Jr like Dudley’s gang circled him before the bullying started. Harry could tease those future dark wizards and witches. It was a parlor trick a good distraction perhaps.
Barty attempted to get off his knees. “I won’t tell you again Barty Jr. Unless you want to taste Crucio!” The older man flinched.
Harry reached out with his will. He touched that the black smoke solidly. Harry smiled darkly as he wondered what else he could manage? What else would come to him as his power grew?
Harry tugged and Barty Jr cried out in discomfort and pain as he felt back and hit the ground. Harry didn’t need spells to touch Barty. To hurt Barty, what a fascinating discovery.
With his will he jerked and tugged and Barty attempted to crawl towards him and Harry purposely stood just out of reach.
Exquisite.
Harry shivered over this power. To impress his will upon this dark wizard. It was a surprising turn on. to turn the tables on the older man so readily. His perverted puppet and now he found Barty’s strings. He would make Barty dance.
Harry watched as Barty flailed on the ground after him. Harry reluctantly let go and Barty Jr crumpled to the floor tears streaming down his face.
Harry summoned his puppet's clothes right off and flung them behind him without a thought. He left Barty a crumpled naked mess.
Barty Jr. Heaved and breathed loudly. Harry found that he had to force himself to stop prowling around Barty. He was loyal and he did come to him through the black flames after all.
The pain would come first, the mere thought of Barty in pain made Harry’s cock rock hard. Harry forced himself to not act on this need.
Barty’s escape held the key to making his way to Azkaban! Harry gripped his wand tightly as he stroked it.
“Barty” Harry said sweetly, “Barty” he cooed as he circled his servant. The balance between them had shifted decisively. “Barty” He whispered disapprovingly.
Harry had no intention of ever letting his puppet go. Not now, not when he just found the puppet strings.
“What am I going to do with you?” Barty was without a doubt the stronger of the two. The more capable of the two and yet Markus was the one with the most initiative.
Perhaps that was why he was First. He would give Markus another task. Finding Greyback that shouldn’t be too hard with him dwelling in Knockturn Alley. Ask for a meeting. He needed a monster and Greyback would fit that perfectly.
The Death Eaters had excluded him. Harry would be different; Harry would welcome him with open arms. There was a reason why he was the most dangerous of the two dark lords that dwelled within Britain.
Harry smiled, When he struck they weren’t even going to see him coming! He couldn’t wait to see Umbridge’s soulless corpse.
Harry briskly closed on on his puppet and grabbed Barty about the throat. With his thumb he swiped cum off his Barty’s chin and forced his thumb into Barty’s mouth.
“We have so much to talk about Barty.” The ex-death eater sucked on his thumb. Harry removed his thumb.
“Tell Me Barty, How did you escape Azkaban? Or” Harry smiled at the implied threat as he twitched his wand hand.
“My mother took my place.” Barty rasped. “Elaborate, My dear sweet Barty Jr.”
Barty shivered. “My mother was dying and she wanted me to be free.” Harry thought for a moment his right hand rubbing Barty’s throat.
“Dementors would have known.” Barty chuckled weakly. “One dying, one living entered. One dying, and one living left.”
Harry thought for a moment. “You used Polyjuice potion.” The dementors had been tricked wait… Harry thought for a moment. Sirius had escaped and he could turn into a dog.
The dementors couldn’t tell the difference between people. “My father had me under imperio” Harry had to think.
“You were the one who put my name in the goblet of fire.” Harry stated the obvious, Therefore, Barty Jr. had escaped and in turned captured Moody.
What was he missing? What was the piece missing from this picture? Harry was about to call Kreacher when a dark smile crossed his mind.
“Barty you are a pure blood aren’t you? It clicked in his mind. Malfoy had a house elf, Kreacher was the house elf of the house of black.
Which meant Barty Jr Crouch, had a house elf. A house elf that possibly knew the location of Azkaban.
Harry Dropped Barty on the hard ground as he pulled off his clothes.
“Tell me your house elf’s name.” As Harry kissed him bruisingly. “Ah. Winky”
“Mmmm. You’ve been so good Barty. Which is why I’m giving you Pig. Train him well and now.” Harry smiled.
“You’ve been a good servant Barty.” Harry mused “Where do you want it?I’ll let you choose!”
“Mouth!” Barty whispered and like a pulse straight to his cock Harry was rock hard.
Harry smiled, He so enjoyed his servants.
Harry woke before anyone else bathed and dressed long before anyone else stirred. Harry caught up on homework in the common room.
There was movement just as Harry finished his assignments. “Harry!” He blinked as he looked up. There was Angelica Johnson. She was a pretty witch, long dark and gorgeous brown eyes with dark skin.
“Are you going to be Seeker?” Harry’s heart panged, He didn’t want to give up Quidditch, At least not yet.
“At least as long as I’m able to” Harry admitted. “We might need a back up.” She cursed. “You know Umbridge Is going to come after me. Might as well as give you forewarning.” Harry finished sheepishly.
She scowled. “You stay out of trouble! I’m captain of the Quidditch Team this year. I have enough on my plate without you adding more.”
Harry held up his hands. “I will try.” Harry looked around before he finished. “But don’t be surprised, The ministry doesn’t like me much as of late.” He said simply. There was silence between them for a moment before she nodded.
“Any thoughts for a substitute?” She asked. Harry had to think, He had played with the Weasleys and Ginny had played with them. “Ginny Weasley.” He stated confidently.
“What about back ups for Beaters?” She scowled at him again. Harry did his best to placate her. “ You know the ministry is going to crack down on all sort of things and Fred and George aren’t going to like that one bit.”
She scowled at him but even she seemed to know that he was right. Then she asked him.
“Have.. Have you noticed a change in them?” She asked. Harry distantly recalled that Fred took her to the Triwizard ball. New heights of awkwardness were reached for Harry.
Sorry but the twin you like is enthralled and I don’t know how to fix it. Harry thought before he nodded, “I don’t know what they are experimenting with, but I do know they’re using themselves as subjects for their joke shop ambitions.” They had the money from his winnings of the Triwizard Tournament.
She took what he said in and blinked. “Oh no.” concern clear in her voice.
“Yeah.” Harry nodded. He really should start visiting the library more. There had to be a solution with out breaking them anymore than they already were… or screwing up so badly that it was permanent.
Harry felt guilty but he’d try to speak with them. He owed the twins that much, Harry heard movement coming down the stairs towards the common room and he hurriedly put all his things in his bag.
If he wolfed down breakfast he might have enough time to briefly look in the library. Harry thought as he scrambled towards the exit to the common room.
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