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Starry Eyed	By : Ledaswann Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 8476 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Mostly violence, swearing & humiliation in this chapter.

The guard was not lying to them. Anna now wished he was. She scanned the room they were in for any hint of an escape. She had tried the door several times. The magical lock placed on it had given her several nasty shocks.

The girls had been taken to the guards wash rooms, relieved of their clothing and forced into the showers. This had not been entirely unpleasant as it was the first hot shower that any of them could remember having. They momentarily forgot about their nakedness and reveled in the feeling of the hot water streaming over their bodies. They laughed and threw their heads back arching their breasts into the jets of the water. They forgot about the gazes from the guard and the magical healer who had accompanied them to the wash room. They also did not notice the burgeoning erections straining under the men's robes.

After washing using some very sweet smelling potions they were reluctantly removed from the showers, roughly dried by the guard and taken to an old witch who, using some cosmetic magic removed any hair from their bodies which she deemed 'unnecessary'.

Anna had always marveled at the thought of never having to shave again although she did not completely agree with quite how much hair the witch had removed from her bikini area. It had not become apparent to Anna at that point, the reasoning behind this pampering treatment from their magical captors. For Claire however, it was all too clear.

“They're selling us to men!” she shouted when they had been locked in their room. “I've heard the women talk about it before. They hold auctions for virgins, they can get a lot of money. ” Claire stopped talking and turned slightly white as she watched the other two grasp what she was saying. Lara burst into tears.

“How do they know we're virgins though?” she cried. Both Lara and Claire had not had full sex, they had fumbled about in the usual teenage way with a couple of the wizard boys that Matthew knew but had not taken the final step with them.

“And what if they find out you're not one Anna?! What happens then?” Lara sobbed.

“I...” began Anna as the door to their prison swung open. The magical healer and the guard walked in, the guard grabbed Claire and said “Immobulus”. Claire immediately went limp in his arms, her breasts bouncing as she slumped. Anna and Lara watched helplessly as the healer moved his hand to her crotch and deftly inserted a finger into her vagina.

“What are you doing?!” shouted Anna only to have the healer utter “immobulus, levicorpus” and then felt the control of her body slip away from her brain and the floor move away as she floated into the air upside down. She felt glad at least that she could not feel the fingers of the healer as he probed her in the same way he had done to Claire.

The healer reversed the spells he had cast upon her body and Anna came back down to earth with a bump. “pervert” Anna muttered as she picked herself up from the floor.

He then approached Lara who backed into the wall and put her face in her hands. He didn't even bother to magically force her into position, rather lift one of her legs up to her waist and carry out her examination that way. She sank down to the floor her face bright red beneath her hands.

“They are all intact. ” The guard let go of Claire and escorted the healer out of the room, closing the door behind them. Claire and Lara both stared at Anna who looked at the floor and flushed pink.

“You...you bloody liar!” stammered Lara. “You're still a virgin!”.

Claire raised an eyebrow, “I really thought you had done it with Matthew. ”

Anna shrugged, “yeah well, we did everything else. I just wasn't ready. ”

“But why lie about it Anna?” said Claire. “it's not like you have to impress us, is it?”

Anna just shrugged again, attempting to look nonchalant and not horrifically embarrassed at being caught out.

'I dunno, look let's just think about this situation shall we? We're sat here naked having just been fingered by some old man, waiting to be sold into sexual slavery to some fucking wizards!”

They all fell silent until Lara stifled a giggle, the other two looked at her questioningly.

“Well, it's not boring is it?”. They all laughed but without genuine smiles.

“I love you both.” said Anna. “Me too” chimed Claire, “me three” said Lara. They moved in together to link arms and press their heads together in a makeshift scrum.

“Whatever happens, however bad it gets, we know that we have each other.” said Claire. The door suddenly swung open again and the guard walked in. He flicked his wand saying “incarceratio” at the girls and a thin golden chain flew from the tip of his wand, Anna felt the chain wrap around her neck and her hands were forced behind her back and bound with the glittering leash.

Lara and Claire were forced into the same position with Lara at the head of the line, Claire second and Anna trailing at the end. Anna tried to put pressure on the bonds but it was as if held by magnets.

They were led out of the room and down several dimly lit corridors. Anna had never been in this part of the slave camp and she felt nervous at the uncertainty. As they approached a set of double doors they could hear a voice projected magically across a large room. There was a low buzz of voices indicating a fairly large crowd.

Anna felt acutely ashamed as she was led through the double doors and into the bright lights beamed onto the stage area. She felt the hundreds of pairs of eyes on her body and wished she could at least hide her breasts which she assumed, next to Claire's must look ridiculous.

Anna was sure that she would never be sold when her two beautiful friends were there too, why had she even been included in this auction? Surely no one would want her for anything more than cleaning. The crowd grew noisier, with a few low whistles being heard.

The guard magically broke the chain binding the girls together and led Lara to the front of the stage. Anna could see Lara' legs trembling and she knew, even though she could not see, that her face would be a modest shade of pink. The man whose voice was magically enhanced began:

“here we have the first of our muggle virgins, as you can see she is of Asian descent, good sized breasts, golden skin, long healthy hair, long shapely legs. A fine addition to any collection. Her yield should be around rose standard. Begin bidding at 300 galleons”

The crowd erupted into noise and gradually died down as a bidding war between two men, one a fat and incredibly ugly specimen who looked more like a walrus than a man and the other a young red-headed fellow who Anna thought looked a little dim. She turned to look at Claire who was silently crying next to her. The bidding had got up to 1000 galleons and was looking to go to the fat one when the ginger man flicked his wand to show the golden number '2000 galleons' floating in the air above his head. The fat man shook his head.

“Sold to Mr Weasley!” said the auctioneer.

The guard made to guide Lara down to her new owner. Anna snapped, she let her instincts take over and lunged at the guard only to have the chain around her neck suddenly tighten and snap her head back. She made a hoarse little noise and fell on to her backside.

“You fucking disgusting pervert!” she screamed at the redhead. “If you hurt her I'll kill you. I'll find you and rip your ginger pubes out one by one and suffocate you with them!” The red head, Mr Weasley managed all at once to look terrified and amused.

“Hold your tongue, mudblood!” shouted the auctioneer and waved his wand at Anna who suddenly found herself without a tongue to the amusement of the baying crowd. Mr Weasley and a small bushy-haired woman beside him stepped up to meet Lara as she was walked down the steps of the stage. The bushy woman threw her robes over Lara's shoulders as they walked out of the room to mild applause.

Anna strained against her bonds futilely, while screaming wordless curses at the retreating figures of Mr Weasley, the bushy woman and her best friend. The auctioneer resumed his task and introduced Claire who was brought to the front of the stage.

A small cheer went up within the audience and bidding started even before the auctioneer could introduce her.

“Calm down! As you can see a very healthy specimen, rather submissive. Her yield should be rose standard or higher. ” Anna looked up puzzled, this was the second time he had said that, 'her yield' and 'rose standard' what did that mean?

She did not have time to ponder this as a fierce bidding battle broke out with the price getting to 1800 Galleons before it even looked like slowing down. Claire's head never rose from it's position facing the floor. The last few bids came down to two men, one dark haired with a heavy brow and blood red robes and the other a tall man with a shock of long white-blond hair who wore dark green robes. Eventually the white-haired man won with close to 3000 Galleons. He did not rise when Claire was walked down the stairs of the stage and gestured towards the back of the room where Claire was taken out of the doors.

Anna sobbed internally as she realised she would never see them again, she was alone. A pang of fear hit her stomach as she was thrown forward to the center of the stage. The auctioneer gave her back her tongue and she thanked him by spitting on his shoes.

He sighed and began his introduction. “Our third muggle virgin of the evening, a somewhat difficult creature as you can see. Although she looks very young I can assure you she is of age. She will most likely require some breaking in, so bids from experienced muggle keepers suggested. Her yield, interestingly enough should be around Lily standard if she will submit. ”

A murmur went about the crowd and Anna saw some of the witches and wizards shaking their heads.

“We will start the bidding at 300” Several men and women bid for Anna to start but many tailed off when the bids neared the thousand mark, the white haired man from before watched Anna intently, his face impassive. A fat woman with a skinny dark haired boy next to her was bidding against a tall and pointy featured gentleman. The bids had now reached 700 Galleons. Anna had been glaring at the audience, red-faced and breathing heavily when she suddenly shouted.

“You're the fucking filthy ones! We're not animals!” The roar of laughter and jeers that met her statement only angered her further. “What can't you find some of your own kind to fuck, you have to buy muggles?!” she directed this right at the face of the pointy featured wizard. He smirked and raised his wand to indicate 750 galleons.

The auctioneer, now tired of her insubordination raised his wand and shouted “If you want something to scream about, I shall give you something to scream about! CRUCIO!” Anna was prepared this time, she would not divulge his fantasy and let them all hear her scream, she held her breath and fell back onto the floor, writhing in agony, though she realised this curse was no where near as strong as the curse she had received earlier that day. Her body merely felt as if the skin were being stripped off and set fire to.

When he reliquished her, after getting no screams she turned her child-like face towards him and muttered “bastard”. The auctioneer taking a few steps forward lifted his leg back as if to boot her across the face, but was stopped in his tracks by a velvety voice coming from the front row.

“Stop, Demetrius.”

Anna focused on the voice, it was the white-haired man. He had not raised his voice but the tone had ordered silence and stillness. It had frightened her.

He raised his wand and a golden 1000 flashed up in the air. Demetrius the auctioneer looked to the fat woman and the pointed man who both conceded their bids. He raised his wand again and the golden chain around Anna's neck ceased it's pull backwards and instead settled it's gravitational pull towards the blond wizard in front of her.

“Sold to Mr Malfoy for 1000 Galleons. Good luck to you Malfoy, I hope you break her in well” Anna felt a mixture of fear, repulsion and something that felt like disappointment, Anna knew that she wasn't close to being as pretty as her friends but she had only gotten 1000 Galleons. She felt oddly humiliated. Anna shrugged that feeling away and embraced the repulsion.

This time the blond wizard, Mr Malfoy, did stand and turned towards the rear of the room to leave. Anna stayed put on stage, she refused to go without a fight. Malfoy stopped after a few paces and tugged on the magical bond between them, Anna dug her heels into the floor. He inclined his head towards her slightly.

“Come.” he commanded.

Despite her gut telling her it was the wrong thing to do she pulled back hard on the chain. Malfoy responded by whipping the chain forward, Anna was surprised by the strength the wizard possessed as she flew forward off the stage and landed face first on the wooden floor below. She cried out in pain as her lower set of teeth split through her lower lip spraying blood across the polished wood.

She fought back tears and rolled on to her side her arms aching from still being held behind her back. The blood came pouring out in earnest down the side of her face and pooled in her hair at the floor. She spat out the metallic fluid and craned her neck to look at his figure still facing away from her. The room had gone quiet as it's magical inhabitants had become aware of the muggle slamming into the hard floor at their feet.

“Get up.” he said quietly.

Anna was defeated, for the time being anyway, this blow to her face on top of the two cruciatus curses she had suffered had drained her of any energy she had before and even the adrenaline of fear had left her system now. She tucked her knees up to her chest and rolled onto them, her head bowed and the blood from her lip still flowing at an alarming rate. She managed to get to her feet, and walk a couple of paces behind her new master. She was acutely aware of her nudity now as the blood dripped on to her chest.

Malfoy lead her past the jeering audience and out of the double doors. She managed to keep walking down the hallway for about ten paces before she felt her head start swimming. She had never been very good with blood she thought as her peripheral vision began to get smaller and smaller and the floor began to rise up fast to meet her as she collapsed at her new master's feet
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