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Memoirs of Fate	By : TragicBackstory Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 23587 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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To this day… I still remember the noise.

That wet slapping… slowly waking up wondering what I was hearing, only to feel the pain slowly dawn on me…

I wanted to yell, but there was something stuffed in my mouth with something tied over it. I wanted to get up, but my wrists were tied to my ankles, and the weight on my hips kept my face pressed into the mattress. My dress was flipped over my head, and behind me was only grunting and pain.

I didn’t need to see. I knew who it was.

The last thing I remember, things were very different…

I’d been so nervous for this meeting, and Lavender had helped me get dolled up. We’d beaten the gamble, and now all I had to do was meet with Cedric and claim him for the cause. That was the plan at least.

Cedric was very charming, and Cho on his arm welcomed me into his chambers to talk. He’d taken the folder and set it on his dresser, the three of us sitting down to talk as he settled in comfortably to his room. I hadn’t even thought about anything being dangerous.

Cho got us drinks, and we sat there for a while, sipping and talking about Harry and the school year. He seemed a really alright bloke, very charming…and very very handsome.

I don’t know when I asked to kiss him, but I know I was the one who did it. Before I knew it were were lazily laying on the bed, his hands all over me and his girlfriend just curiously laying behind me playing with my hair and my back as she watched.

I remember him kissing me softly on my lip as his hands found my panties, and I remember him nibbling my ear as he teased me with a finger. That peculiar phrasing making my brain tickle just a second to late.

“Can I come inside you?”

My mouth breathed out a yes softly and sweetly before I saw a flash of red.

The grunting behind me became a groan as I felt the hands on my hips tremble.

“Fucking…that’s the third one…check her again.”

That was Cedric's voice, but the spell that hit me in the small of the back was Cho’s.

“Nothing.”

“You’re sure you gave her the potion?”

“Double dose, I swear.”

“Why can’t this bitch just—RRGH!”

I cried out into the bond in my mouth as he thrust his hips far harder than he needed to. I was already… well used, and sore.

“Maybe we should stop…before…”

“It’s too late now…they’re gonna know either way… Potter’s little sister isn’t leaving here without a Diggory, dug into her.”

“What if she can–”

“She’s going to get fucking pregnant!” Cedric didn’t sound like himself, “Tonight! We have two days till the final task. If Potter gets into an accident without…”

That was their plan, Harry dies…. Jamie becomes Heir Potter and her baby makes Ceddy boy regent. I don’t know if I was supposed to be impressed, but I was too busy crying.

“Maybe you should…” I could hear hesitation and worry in Cho’s voice.

“Just go get another potion.” I could hear the frustration building in Cedric’s voice now, along with something else. I could hear the door open and close quickly, and I could only assume they had a silencing charm on the door because I was not the quietest like this.

That was when I heard him pull out.

“If you’re not gonna be a good girl about this…”

No no. No no no no…..

I felt the pressure and squinted my eyes as hard as I can before the scream erupted from my throat into my cloth gag.

“OOoooohhh….fucking take it you litte–” anything else he said I didn’t hear over the sound of all the nerves in my asshole trying to make a run for it. Anyone who’s ever had an entire cock up their ass dry in under five thrusts knew why I was in the middle of planning a messy murder. I’d hit him with every spell I knew by the time– My brain locked up, and in my revelation I suddenly got some relief from the pain.

Magic. Wizard. Witch.
I can do fucking magic, why am I just sitting here? Wandless magic at range was hard. All my bindings were skin touch close. First and foremost though…I needed some revenge.

I let the magic pool up in my stomach, balling and twisting and writhing like snakes as he continued to grunt and coo at me.

You ever been hit with a Crucio? …ever wonder what it would feel like if it was centered on your dick?

It actually did hurt me a little when he punched me, right into my hip, after two wild slaps in a panic didn’t work, before he fell over clutching his dick like it had been in a woodchipper struck by lightning.

Binds. Off.

Gag. Off.

Run. FAST.

I was out the door before he could even look up.

Down the hall, then another.

Hufflepuff was a fucking maze if you didn’t live here.

“DOBBY?!” I called out with my panting breath, looking around. That was when I made eye contact with Cho. Standing down the hallway…holding a vial.

I sprinted for my life. I made it maybe one more hallway before I saw Hannah.

“Help me, please!”

The look in my eyes must have been something else, because she snapped her fingers and before I knew it I was in the middle of a crowd of girls walking toward the exit.

When we got there the crowd didn’t stop, and I made it all the way to Gryffindor tower before I finally decided to call for a hogwarts elf.

Dobby came back to me half an hour later, apparently a nameless elf had decided to keep him restrained. Keeping an elf from returning to their master’s needs, much less returning to their master who was hurt, was…. Not a sin that house elves forgive lightly. Dobby came back with three other elves all looking very disheveled… Dobby was carrying an ear. The look on their faces told me whoever sent it, wasn’t getting their fucking elf back.

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Cedric had been smart about it.

My word against his.

A witness.

Under truth serum, he stated I’d given him consent. Even consent to “cum inside”. The questions weren’t allowed to be leading or inference. Straight forward vague facts. I fucking hate dumb Aurors.

I couldn’t hit him with line theft. Hell I couldn’t even do more than bring him up on ‘suspicion’ of rape. In domestic cases, Legilimency and memory testimony wasn’t legally proof if purebloods were involved.

I didn’t turn into Jamie for a few days.

The boys were….. absolutely fucking murderous. Even Seamus, reformed with a new perspective on life, was practically sharpening knives in the corner wishing some fucker would step out of line.

Hufflepuff and Gryffindor were polarized when the rumor mill hit. Jamie was vilified as much as Cedric; and Hermione, of all people, began making a list. Daphne helped.

Draco made sure that Cedric couldn’t sneeze in class without it being declared a fucking war crime. The boy’s credibility and image fell through the floor steadily in such a short time it was a masterclass on how to ruin someone. I made sure that Rita didn’t post an article though; this was family business.

After he nearly lost an eyeball, I had to tell the Weasley twins he was off limits for pranks too. Nothing with a combustion charge could be considered a “prank”.

Still, he was the Hogwarts champion and golden boy… this was all going to blow over for him.

Or so HE thought.

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In that split second, I saw his eyes change

We’d made it through the trial. There we were, neck and neck racing for the cup. I’d even saved his life from Viktor who’d been Imperio’d. He’d begrudgingly offered to share the cup, share the wealth… I’d apparently accepted convincingly. He’d publicly apologized, saying he’d misread the situation between them, and that he never meant to hurt her. He even fucking asked if they could talk. I’d told him after the tournament….

As we both dove for the cup, I pulled my hand back. He looked over at me as I held my hands to my chest, and as his fingers closed on the trophy ….I smiled.

Horror.

Realization.

Fear.

I winked as Cedric poofed out of existence.

Was I a piece of shit for sending Cedric to his death amidst a pack of Death-Eaters? Probably. Did it feel good? No particularly. Do I regret it? Not a fucking second.

I spun as the Wizard Pirate of Hogwarts began bellowing at me and asking me what I was thinking letting the other guy win, and swiftly gave him ‘the Bo-est of Ro-shams’. I mean I was having a bad day. When my foot met those balls, his feet left the ground. I followed up with a quick stunner and then put the antidote in his mouth, while his unconscious body tried to figure out how much air it needed to suck in to reinflate his abdominal cavity hard enough to evict his snitch holsters from taking up residence.

Barty Crouch Jr. was an ugly son of a bitch when you strap him down with all of Moody's gear.

I kept my wand pointed at him till Dumbledore arrived. Snape put the poor bastard in so many bindings he’d need three goblin keys and bank vault forms in triplicate to take a shit. I waited till that was done, then placing my hand on Dumbledore’s we nodded to each other… and apparated.

I arrived just in time to hear the end of the ugly ass Pinocchio's rant at his rodent follower.

Worm tail was many things, but fucking stupid wasn’t one of them. When Dumbledore and I stepped up, he didn’t even raise his wand. I cast a side glance at where Cedric lay, and for a second I tried to rationalize it.

I’d gotten him killed. Again.

This time on purpose.

I’d throw up later, now wasn’t the time.

“You’re not going to keep haunting me.” I called out, and the creature cradled in Pettigrews arm recoiled, then laughed at me. “Let’s just get this over with Peter. Start the ritual.”

They both turned to look at me in shock.

“You cannot win, Tom.” The fact Dumbledore kept his speech short was the most fucking unnerving thing, I’m sure of it.

It did however set him off, and I watched the fury in his eyes as he clutched at the man who began his chant. I walked up, and the homunculus stared at me curiously as I rolled up my sleeve and held it over the cauldron even before the bones were dropped in.

Wormtail almost looked nervous to cut me, but he did it.

I watched the coalescing mass form into the man who’d been a nightmare for me for so many years. When he finally turned and smoothed his fingers across his bald head… I couldn’t help it..I laughed.

“Something funny….Mr. Potter?” I watched him press his wand to Peter’s wrist, and I felt the air shift as the black smokes started to pop into existence to become robes and masks.

“You have so many of these people absolutely shaking over you..” I shook my head, “You are truly a master of showmanship.” I saw him curiously smile. “It would take a man of great charisma to make everyone afraid of something that looks like a fucking boiled egg with eyes.”

He stopped smiling. Oh fuck did he stop smiling fast.

“Ava–”

I banished the top of the tombstone I was sitting next to, wandless-ly and silently, by cupping the back of it with my hand. The exploding dust blocked his vision and we were off to the races.

Unlike decades ago, I’d built up a pretty nasty repertoire. Between Dumbledore, Voldemort and myself the three way dance had even Pettigrew hiding for cover. I was getting frustrated as about 10 spells in Dumbledore was actually blocking my spells AND his from connecting; apparently he thought I was using excessive force. No one else wanted to be in a battle between Dumbledore and Voldemort; not even his Death-Eaters. They all stood there like idiots.

“I’m gonna make my move,” I shouted at Dumbledore, “Be ready.”

That was apparently all the opening that Volde-shorts needed, because he immediately focused me down and after a three spell combo said… quite literally the magic words.

“AVADA KADAVRA!”

Part of me was laughing inside as I saw the signal go up and white smoke of apparitions start popping in. That wasn’t what made Tom Riddle shit his pants though.

It was me. Standing there. Arms wide, eyes hard, and smiling as I took it in the fucking face.
“Got you~.”

Everything went black.
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