The Boy Who Lived to be Voldemort\'s
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
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Category:
Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
8
Views:
27,431
Reviews:
45
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Disclaimer: All of the characters belong to J. K. Rowling, my lord and Master. The plot is mine (and every other person’s who has written this type of story.), the world and characters I am just borrowing.
GothicAnn87: Thank you very much! I am still not positive which ship I will be having, any suggestions?
GothicAnn87: I know, I love that train. Gina is very nice. She’s a good friend to Harry. Thanks again.
look at my ding-a-ling-ling: Thank you!
Danine: Hehe, *hugs back* Thanks. Glad you liked it.
Poisoned Ink: Thank you.
Padfoot: Thank you Lenny! *hugs* See you on the bridge.
Acr: Yes, he may not stay that way though.
Warnings: Will be a creepy fic! Will include child abuse, rape, underage sex and all that other stuff I put in the warnings. If this squicks you, stop now. Run away! I warned you! To everyone else enjoy.
Harry slowly descended the stairs, painfully aware of the eyes on him, watching his every move. He held his head high, remembering Tom’s words and meeting their eyes, starring them down. The Death Eater stared at the boy whom their Master had spared. This child who would take his place by the dark lord’s side once he was of age.
Lucius watched with pride from behind his mask as the boy reached the main level. He had grown so much over these past five years. Already he had shown magical ability that surpassed his own. Each day he progressed, becoming more and more like their Master. Lucius cared for the boy as he cared for his son, and he kneeled down before the boy, heart beaming with pride. Crabbe and Goyle hurriedly fell to their knees, following Malfoy’s lead. The rest of the Death Eaters hurried to follow suit.
“Harry, welcome.” Voldemort smiled at the child, giving him a quick wink.
Harry’s face brightened slightly, and he felt as though a weight had been lifted. He kneeled down at his Master’s feet, kissing the hem of his robe, and kept his head lowered as he had been taught.
“Master.” He murmured.
“Rise Harry. Are you ready to begin your training? To fulfill your destiny?”
“Yes Master. I want to join you; to fight for our cause. I will do whatever you wish of me. Endure whatever hardship I must in order to meet your approval. I want you to take me to my limits and beyond in order to prove myself to you. I offer up myself, mind, body and soul. I am yours, for all eternity. Do what you wish with me. I will take it all with dignity and grace, and I will never question you. You are my everything, my world. I willingly give myself up to you.”
Lucius smiled as Harry repeated the speech they had practiced without flaw.
Voldemort nodded, looking pleased.
“If it is your wish child, then arrangements shall be made for your initiation.”
“It is.”
“So be it.” He turned to his Death Eaters. “This boy is your better. You will obey him as you would me, and you shall not allow any harm to befall him. The more talented among you will be called upon to train him. I trust you will not flounder this opportunity to earn my favour. Harry, you are dismissed. I will be up soon.” Harry bowed and returned up stairs. “Bellatrix? I’m counting on you to help him with his unforgivables.”
“Yes Master.” The woman bowed low to the ground and giggled excitedly at the prospect of training her Master’s chosen one.
“The rest of you are dismissed. Lucius, come with me.”
The Death Eaters filled out one by one until only Lucius remained.
Voldemort turned tail and Lucius hurried to follow.
“Harry seems to be lacking companionship. I was thinking perhaps that he and Draconis might get along. Harry needs to make some friends his own age.”
“I think Draco would be equally pleased to have a companion.” Lucius was pleased. Draco needed a friend, as did Harry. They would preserve each other innocence; keep each other young and carefree, in this time where children were forced to take on adult roles.
“Splendid.” Voldemort smiled. His Harry would need a friend, to be there for him, to help him through this difficult time. His training would be most unpleasant, and Voldemort could not afford to show kindness once it began. Draco would be the one bit of light Harry would be allowed.
“Harry misses you. Do you have time to come up for a cup of tea, or is Narcissa expecting you.”
“I always have time for you Master. And for young Harry.”
~*~
GothicAnn87: Thank you very much! I am still not positive which ship I will be having, any suggestions?
GothicAnn87: I know, I love that train. Gina is very nice. She’s a good friend to Harry. Thanks again.
look at my ding-a-ling-ling: Thank you!
Danine: Hehe, *hugs back* Thanks. Glad you liked it.
Poisoned Ink: Thank you.
Padfoot: Thank you Lenny! *hugs* See you on the bridge.
Acr: Yes, he may not stay that way though.
Warnings: Will be a creepy fic! Will include child abuse, rape, underage sex and all that other stuff I put in the warnings. If this squicks you, stop now. Run away! I warned you! To everyone else enjoy.
Harry slowly descended the stairs, painfully aware of the eyes on him, watching his every move. He held his head high, remembering Tom’s words and meeting their eyes, starring them down. The Death Eater stared at the boy whom their Master had spared. This child who would take his place by the dark lord’s side once he was of age.
Lucius watched with pride from behind his mask as the boy reached the main level. He had grown so much over these past five years. Already he had shown magical ability that surpassed his own. Each day he progressed, becoming more and more like their Master. Lucius cared for the boy as he cared for his son, and he kneeled down before the boy, heart beaming with pride. Crabbe and Goyle hurriedly fell to their knees, following Malfoy’s lead. The rest of the Death Eaters hurried to follow suit.
“Harry, welcome.” Voldemort smiled at the child, giving him a quick wink.
Harry’s face brightened slightly, and he felt as though a weight had been lifted. He kneeled down at his Master’s feet, kissing the hem of his robe, and kept his head lowered as he had been taught.
“Master.” He murmured.
“Rise Harry. Are you ready to begin your training? To fulfill your destiny?”
“Yes Master. I want to join you; to fight for our cause. I will do whatever you wish of me. Endure whatever hardship I must in order to meet your approval. I want you to take me to my limits and beyond in order to prove myself to you. I offer up myself, mind, body and soul. I am yours, for all eternity. Do what you wish with me. I will take it all with dignity and grace, and I will never question you. You are my everything, my world. I willingly give myself up to you.”
Lucius smiled as Harry repeated the speech they had practiced without flaw.
Voldemort nodded, looking pleased.
“If it is your wish child, then arrangements shall be made for your initiation.”
“It is.”
“So be it.” He turned to his Death Eaters. “This boy is your better. You will obey him as you would me, and you shall not allow any harm to befall him. The more talented among you will be called upon to train him. I trust you will not flounder this opportunity to earn my favour. Harry, you are dismissed. I will be up soon.” Harry bowed and returned up stairs. “Bellatrix? I’m counting on you to help him with his unforgivables.”
“Yes Master.” The woman bowed low to the ground and giggled excitedly at the prospect of training her Master’s chosen one.
“The rest of you are dismissed. Lucius, come with me.”
The Death Eaters filled out one by one until only Lucius remained.
Voldemort turned tail and Lucius hurried to follow.
“Harry seems to be lacking companionship. I was thinking perhaps that he and Draconis might get along. Harry needs to make some friends his own age.”
“I think Draco would be equally pleased to have a companion.” Lucius was pleased. Draco needed a friend, as did Harry. They would preserve each other innocence; keep each other young and carefree, in this time where children were forced to take on adult roles.
“Splendid.” Voldemort smiled. His Harry would need a friend, to be there for him, to help him through this difficult time. His training would be most unpleasant, and Voldemort could not afford to show kindness once it began. Draco would be the one bit of light Harry would be allowed.
“Harry misses you. Do you have time to come up for a cup of tea, or is Narcissa expecting you.”
“I always have time for you Master. And for young Harry.”
~*~