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I'm A Slave for You	By : BlackGargie Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > General Views: 26597 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: What will happen to our little Harry? Even I, as the
writer, and Lil, my co-author, fear for his life! But the show must go on!

Disclaimer: We do not own Harry Potter and its characters,
but we do own this story!

I�M A SLAVE FOR YOU

�� Harry was sitting alone
on the bed in a dim room with only a few candles to light the place. Being that
it is a room designated by the Ministry, it was very practical and screamed
no-nonsense, although there was a hint of classical posh in style in between,
but Harry couldn�t care less if he was staying in a crappy old barn or a dingy
stable.

�� After the verdict was
made, Cornelius wasted no time in establishing his power over Harry. He was
told never to try and contact either Albus or Severus
under any circumstances and was not allowed to go anywhere without an escort,
which was rather annoying because they have hired someone from the Department
of Mysteries who had the uncanny talent of sniffing out Harry�s
intentions to slip off his watch before he even thought of it. He had to watch
helplessly as Albus� adoption papers were given the
�NULL AND VOID� stamp and was made to sign the papers agreeing to the terms of
being under the full custody of the state. Whatever he had with him at the time
was dumped unceremoniously into the room he was designated and was told by his
escort who stood guard outside the room to stay there for the rest of the
day�almost like house arrest�until the next day comes for him to be taken to
the Ministry Medic Wing to have his pregnancy terminated.

�� Harry hugged his legs
against his chest, thinking about all that had happened in just the span of one
and a half hours spent in the Wizengamot courtroom.
He couldn�t believe that he had caused his beloved Severus to lose his job. He
even found it hard to believe that he had caused Albus
to lose his parental rights over him and made himself get separated to both Albus and Severus. And the worst part was that he would
soon lose the child and no longer belong to his beloved. Harry laid a hand on
his still flat belly and let out a trembling sigh before burying his face in
his knees.

�� Soon he heard small
chatter outside his room and the door unlocked. He turned around in hopes that
he would see Severus or Albus or both coming in to
rescue him, but he knew it was wishful thinking as he saw Percy carrying a tray
of food inside instead.

�� What are you doing
here?� Harry scowled as he glared at Percy with a vengeance.

�� I have come to bring
you dinner, Potter, as you can see,� Percy said as he put the tray on the
table. �And I am sent here to watch you eat.�

�� Go away,� Harry
grumbled, hiding his face back on his knees. �Take it away. I�m not hungry.�

�� Please don�t make this
hard on me, Potter. Minister Fudge insisted that you eat to keep up your
strengths.�

�� Yeah,
right. So that he can drain it out of me once he ordered the medi-wizards to cut me open and tear my baby out of me?
Thanks for the gesture, but no thanks.�

�� I don�t like this more
than you do, but I�m just following orders, Potter.�

�� Oh, and I suppose you
followed his orders like a dog because you�re grateful for all the paychecks
you�ll be receiving. That�s typical!�

�� Don�t go around killing
the messenger, Potter,� Percy frowned. �The person you should hate is Prof. Snape. He got you into this.�

�� Shut up!� Harry shouted
as he shoved him. �He didn�t do anything but love me!! You have no idea how far
we�ve come and how much we�ve been through to be together! I have no reason to
hate him!! Who are you to judge me?�

�� You�re only making this
hard on yourself, Potter.�

�� So saying, Percy took
off the lid of the tray, revealing a nice helping of shepherd�s pie, mashed
potatoes, green beans and carrots and a glass of papaya milk, and sat on a
chair beside Harry�s bed, waiting for him to eat. An
uncomfortable silence lingered as Percy was watching him seriously, as if
trying to will him with his mind for Harry to pick up
the utensils to eat while Harry felt his eyes burrowing onto him like invisible
darts, making him feel worse than a goldfish in a bowl. Finally, Harry let out
an exasperated groan and snapped at Percy.

�� Can you please just get
out of here and leave me alone?! I said I�m not hungry!�

�� Please, Potter. You
must eat. You have a baby to feed��

�� I�m not going to make
this my baby�s last supper!�

�� This is not about your
baby, Potter. This is about you. Your health and wellbeing is at stake here��

�� Why
must I listen to you?! I don�t expect you to understand, since you care
about your job more than your own family!�

�� Percy frowned again,
�Where have you heard this? My brother Ron, I presume?�

�� Yeah,
so?� Harry gave him a defiant look. �You�re officially the black sheep
of the family following behind a master licking his boots like a dog, so don�t
expect me to fall for your crap!�

�� It doesn�t matter what
my family thinks of me or how you think of me. The main thing right now that I
must follow orders to make sure that you eat.�

�� The baby won�t be with
me anymore once they�re done with me tomorrow, so why bother?!�

�� It may be an
unnecessary move, that I must agree, but at the moment,� Percy forked a small
piece of shepherd�s pie for Harry, �you really need your strength. If you like,
I can feed you��

�� I don�t need your
pity!!!� Harry cried as he slapped the fork away. �I just want to keep my baby,
IS THAT SO HARD TO ASK?!�

�� It is a sad thing to
happen, but verdict has already been given. There is nothing you and I can do
about it.�

�� Harry could no longer
hold it in. His heart was bursting into a million pieces and felt as if they
were flowing out of his eyes along with his pain, guilt and sorrow. Again, he
hid his face on his knees and let loose his wails, crying out everything that
he had been bottling in ever since the verdict was made. Unperturbed by Harry�s sudden outburst just now, Percy came close to Harry
tentatively and put his arms around his shoulder, allowing him to cry his heart
out. After about 15 minutes of crying, Harry soon calmed down, reduced to the
occasional sniffles.

�� You�re right. I don�t
understand how it feels to be in your shoes,� Percy said, prompting the boy to
look up at him, �and I admit I don�t wish to be so. But if you truly love Prof.
Snape as you claim, you will have to be strong for
him.�

�� Wha�How�?�

�� Grit your teeth and
bear with it. Go through it with your head held high. You�re young. There will
come a time where you are ready to have children, but in the meantime, you are
not in a condition to expand your brood. Just be strong and pull through, and
one day you will find someone of your age who will be fit enough a father to
let you procreate. That�s all I can say.�

�� A long silence ensued
between Harry and Percy as they looked at each other�s eyes with mixed feelings
before Harry finally sighed and nodded.

�� You�re not really
helping me feel any better�� Harry commented as he wiped his tears away. �But
thanks for listening and putting up with my tantrums anyway.�

�� Mother always said I�m
not good with words anyway,� Percy chuckled a little sadly, then
reached over to take the glass of papaya milk. �At least have something to
drink then? I will share the pie with you and I�ll tell them you ate all of it.
I am a tad hungry from all this courtroom drama anyway.�

�� Harry considered for a
while before taking the papaya milk.

�� I guess I�m OK with eating
just a little bit.�

�� As Harry slowly sipped
his papaya milk, a cruel smile creased on Percy�s lips as he pretended to move
his fringe aside, covering the blonde streaks that were slowly forming.

--:--

�� How could you do this?
You swore along with us!!�

�� Judith folded her arms
in defiance at her three friends who were cornering at her angrily at the
Astronomy Tower, even the bubbly Rebecca. She somehow knew she was going to be
discovered. She was ready for it. She had been waiting for this to happen a
long time ever since she went off on a tattle-tale spree to the Headmistress
about Harry�s pregnancy.

�� Ah, so you�ve found
me,� Judith rolled her eyes, saying in an almost bored matter-of-fact way. �How?�

�� We heard Ard-R� Constantine talking to Headmistress Kyteler-Magee just now about Harry,� Rachel replied
angrily. �And your name was mentioned.�

�� How could you be so
heartless and report Harry�s secret to the
Headmistress?!� Aaron exclaimed. �You promised him you wouldn�t tell!�

�� That�s right, I
promised, but I never promised him. I had
to buy some time to let the hype die down a little so that I could tell
Headmistress Kytler-Magee without you suspecting it�s
me. He was carrying an illegitimate child within school grounds and he
is underage. He could get expelled if he were to be found, so I�m just doing
him a favour and made it sooner than later.�

�� But�But you swore!�
Rebecca asked as she flailed her arms in annoyance. �You swore not to tell! You
crossed your heart!�

�� So I crossed my fingers
as well. What�s the big deal? It was the right thing to do.�

�� How could you call this
the right thing to do? Percy trusted you!! You�re�You�re his best friend!�

�� Friend?�
Judith laughed bitterly. �Do you honestly think I would be stupid enough to be
friends with a brat of an ex-slave like him, let alone best friends?�

�� How could you?! How
dare you?!� Aaron shouted as he shoved her against the edge of the tower. �You
are no different in terms of experience with him! Not once had he ever looked
down on you! He put his full trust on you not to reveal his secret and this is
how you repay him?�

�� Then he has been a fool
long enough,� Judith huffed remorselessly at her crimes.

�� If you had any shred of
compassion for Harry, you would have kept your mouth shut!� Rebecca scolded
although she and Rachel have yet to understand about what she meant by Harry
being an ex-slave.

�� That is a foolish
movement. Emotions are always weaknesses of man.�

�� Bullshit!� the usually
level-headed Rachel cussed at her. �Betraying him, betraying us�that was a foolish movement! You got
some nerve!�

�� Get real, Rach, you never gave a hoot about that boy! All you care
about was your books and your hunt for a rival! You ignore him just as you
ignore me by burying your stupid face into those thick books of yours and view
everyone like they are beneath you! And you, Becka,
are always with that annoying laugh of yours and always with your head up in
the clouds thinking about your little darling Cyril Quigley of the Kenmare
Kestrels to come back to you for your holy matrimony! You don�t bloody care
about Potter-Dumbledore either! You don�t even know whether Quigley is really
even faithful to you!�

�� Without warning, Judith
reached over to tear off the ribbon tied around Rebecca�s neck and threw it off
the tower. Rebecca let out a horrified scream and would have jumped off after
it if it weren�t for Rachel to hold her back. Aaron, seething with anger,
stomped over to Judith and slapped her so hard that her lip bled. Rebecca
slumped to the floor and sobbed bitterly at the loss of her symbol of promise
given by her beloved and Rachel was too busy trying to calm her down to berate
him for doing that, but part of her felt that she deserved it. Judith casually
nursed her cheek and licked the blood off her lips, spitting it onto the floor.

�� You�ll have to do
better than that, Aaron. Barty Jr. is best at
torturing people. This is child�s play.�

�� Is that all you can
think of?� Aaron said as he shook Judith by the shoulders. �Your
pain, your misery, your tragic sorry life?! Can�t you think of anyone
but yourself?! You�re not the only one in pain, you know!�

�� Oh, I�m not, huh?!�
Judith waved his hands sarcastically in an attempt to push Aaron away. �What do
you call my life right now then? I was there, Aaron! I saw my parents
murdered my brother, the only person
who had ever loved me, right in front of my eyes!! They killed without
mercy, damn it, and they sold me off to a man who treated me lesser than a
human being! If it weren�t for Potter-Dumbledore�s existence here, I would�ve
been better off!!! You should know how I feel about that brat!!!�

�� Soon it was an all-out
yelling match between Aaron and Judith, completely oblivious to the fact that
Rachel and Rebecca, who never knew Judith beyond her life as a slave and of Harry�s history, were watching and listening at them.
Judging by the way Aaron and Judith were getting at each other�s throats, they
seemed to care less about them finding their secret as they try to outshout
each other.

�� Har
had done nothing to you! He had done nothing but try to be friends with you! He
wanted to make peace with you and have you acknowledge his existence and you
continuously give him a hard time, and yet he still tries! What is it about Har that you hate so much?!�

�� He bloody exists,
that�s what,� Judith said bitterly.

�� What the hell are you
talking about?�

�� Exactly
what I meant. When I saw him for the very first time, I knew immediately
that he is a slave, or used to be one. The mere sight of him brings back
everything that I have been trying to put behind. It�s already bloody annoying
to have to go home to be subjected to all that perverted shit, and I came to
school to forget about it, not to be constantly reminded of it, and it�s all
that Potter-Dumbledore�s fault!

�� I swear I wanted to
kill him there and then, but then you had to be there and be all hunky-dory
pals with him, and I found myself being a fool and played along with your
little fiasco. I was hoping I would break his neck or something while you�re
not looking, but you had to be around him all the time, torturing me with his
presence. As if I haven�t had enough of that at home, only to come back to see
Potter-Dumbledore walking around like he owned the place pretending his past
didn�t exist.�

�� So that gives you the
right to hate him? Just because he was a fucking ex-slave?!�

�� That�s right! You were
always with me before he showed up! You were always there for me, now you�re
always there for him! Where has my best friend gone to,
huh?!�

�� That�s not true, Jude.
You�ve already known my feelings. I�ve made it very clear to you that day in Sidhe Street��

�� I don�t believe you!
You never love me! You only want my body, not my heart! You�re just like Barty Jr.! You�re just like the rest of them!! He shouldn�t
be here at all! He should just go back to where he came from! He should�ve just
stopped trying to pretend to be my friend and leave me alone! Better yet, he�s
got all the makings of a slave! He should be sent back to the business and be
off with it!!�

�� You�re just jealous, aren�t you? Jealous that
he was close to me, jealous that he could be normal when you couldn�t, jealous
because he is free and you�re not, jealous because you don�t have someone who
truly loves him and had gone to the ends of the earth to save him from the
business, jealous because��

�� Yes, yes, YES!!� Judith
yelled exasperatedly, tears stinging in her eyes. �Yes, I�m jealous! I�m
jealous because he looks so carefree and so happy when I�m not! I�m jealous
because I knew right away that he used to be in the same boat as I am now and
yet he gets all the good stuff and I don�t! I�m jealous because I got a scumbag
for a husband and he got a good man for an intended! I�m jealous that he had everything
in the world and more and can be the normal little child everyone loves, even
you three! I�m jealous of everything that
he has!!! WHY DO YOU THINK I MADE HIM THINK YOU GUYS NEVER GAVE HIM ANY
CHRISTMAS PRESENTS AND GAVE HIM THAT IMPREGNATION POTION?!�

�� Wh�What
are you talk��

�� So that�s how it is.�

�� The quartet looked up to
see Severus looking like he was going to murder somebody. Judith gasped and
covered her mouth. How much has he heard?

�� M�Mr. Snape,� Aaron said as he cowered away from him a little,
feeling a pressurizing aura coming out of him as he glowered over to Judith.
�W�What are you doing here?�

�� Harry�s
grandfather and I are here to clear his belongings,� Severus replied, not
looking at him. �He will not be coming to school for the time being.�

�� Is�Is he alright�?�
Rebecca asked, momentarily forgetting to mourn for her ribbon after all that
outburst between Aaron and Judith.

�� Is he expelled?� Rachel
probed as well.

�� Severus didn�t reply.
His tunnel-black orbs were fixated on Judith�s ruby-red eyes in a demanding
force of cold anger, making the famous Ice Queen and Rebel Beastess
of Kym cringed in fear at his presence.

�� Wh�What are you looking at?�
Judith asked defiantly, pretending to act tough.

�� Where did you get the
impregnation potion from?� Severus demanded.

�� I�I don�t know what
you�re talking about.�

�� I�ve heard everything
you had just said and I have witnesses to prove my claim. You cannot hide from
me. Now tell me where did you get the impregnation potions from?�

�� I�� Judith hesitated, then looked away. �I bought it�from Sidhe
Street. That�s all I remember.�

�� You�re lying, and I
detest lies. Levicorpus!�

�� Aaron, Rachel and
Rebecca stared in horror as Severus cast the Body-Raising charm on Judith,
dangling her dangerous out of the edge of the tower. Judith struggled and
screamed, the sudden rush of blood going down to her head as she dangled there
upside-down by her left ankle, her robes almost covering her face and her skirt
revealing her lacey black underwear. Aaron blushed for a moment upon seeing
this before regaining composure and gripped at Severus�s robes.

�� Mr. Snape!
What are you doing?! Let her go! Put her down!�

�� Oh, I will put her down
alright either way,� Severus said as he glared coldly at Judith, �depending on
how she will respond to my questions.�

�� Let me go!! I told you
where I got the potion!� Judith screamed, the commotion starting to attract
attention down below. �Let go of me, you pervert!!�

�� I usually do not do
this, not even to my own students at school, but you leave me no choice. You
will tell me where you truly got that potions or the last thing you will ever
see would the grass 50 feet below.�

�� You can�t do this!�
Aaron shouted as he pulled at Severus� robes to no avail; Severus just wouldn�t
budge. �This is illegal in more ways than one! You hurt her and I will kill you
myself!!�

�� I�m sure you will,�
Severus said in a voice barely whisper, but just as dangerous. �But mark my
words, young man, you do not wish to mess with me. I am not only a Potions
Master of a prestigious school, but one of the most powerful aristocrats who
have learnt more Dark Arts than you can ever imagine existed in your school
syllabus, and I will not hesitate to use it. One flick of a wand and you will
all be all at my mercy, and nothing in the world can or will save you because I
have the power and the money to make all this as if it never happened.�

�� If it weren�t for the
fact that his love was in danger, Aaron, along with Rachel and Rebecca,
would�ve hightailed out of there with their tails between their legs to search
for a hole to hide in after hearing such threatening deep words coming from the
lips of a man scorn.

�� Now then,� Severus reverted his attention back to Judith who was still
struggling in her predicament. �You owe me an explanation, young lady.�

�� Why
should I tell you anything?!� Judith retaliated. �I don�t owe
Potter-Dumbledore anything! He had it coming!�

�� Your actions had caused
me to lose my job, my title as Potions Master, Harry�s
suspension from school, him no longer being Albus�
grandson and being under the custody of the Ministry of Magic, our separation
and the termination of my child, and you say he had it coming?! You have left
me for naught and caused more than just one party to suffer the wrath of your
envy and you say you do not owe Harry anything?!�

�� W�What�?� Judith
widened his eyes in horror. �It�It can�t��

�� It already has,�
Severus replied with a suppressed choked voice. �He has officially become the
property of the state and tomorrow morning he will be taken to a medi-wizard to have my child killed. I will rescue my beloved from their clutches, and I need all the
evidence and information I can get to do so. And I will kill you for it if I have to!�

�� I�I just�I just wanted
him to leave�I didn�t want him to��

�� Talk, Jude!� Aaron
begged. �Just tell him the truth!�

�� Yes, Jude, just tell
him everything!� Rebecca joined in the begging.

�� Tell him the truth and
get it over with, Jude!� Rachel urged as well. �This is not worth dying for,
woman! Just tell him!�

�� It took about 5 minutes
of 3 teenagers yelling at her and a threatening drop from Severus� wand to
force her to loosen her tongue.

�� Alright!
Alright! I�ll talk!!�

�� Severus used the
Levitation spell to bring her back onto the solid ground of the tower before
muttering the counter-spell to release her from her state. As soon as she felt
grounded, she cowered in a corner and started spouting everything, from the day
she went to visit her brother Terran�s grave to
meeting the mysterious hooded man who gave her the potion, describing in as
much detail as she could remember of the hooded man�s features, including his
snakehead cane that kept his wand.

�� Malfoy��
Severus hissed, slamming his fist angrily at the wall. �I should�ve known!�

�� I�m sorry�I�m so
sorry�I�m so sorry�� Judith sobbed, rocking to and fro as she covered her face
with her hands, tears of remorse staining her cheeks.

�� Sorry is not going to
undo what you have done, isn�t it?�

�� Rub it in, Mr. Snape, why don�t ya?� Aaron glared
at him for a while before coming to her and held her close in his arms, hushing
her and rubbing her back to calm her down.

�� I�I just wanted him to
leave�I never wanted him to��

�� Shh,
shh, shh, it�s OK, Jude.
It�s OK. Everything will be alright��

�� Severus?�

�� Severus turned to Albus who had come looking for him. He looked the
disheveled children before him in mild curiosity before turning his attention
to Severus in a grave expression.

�� You must come quickly.
I have received news from the Ministry just now.�

�� What�s wrong? Is it
about Harry?�

�� Yes, but��

�� But what?� everyone
present except Judith exclaimed in unison.

�� Harry is missing.�

--:--

�� Rise
and shine, pretty boy~!�

�� Harry winced and stirred
as he slowly woke. Is�Is it the next day
already? he thought as his mind slowly cleared
from the sleep. He remembered talking to Percy over dinner, then suddenly
feeling very sleepy. In the back of his mind, he remembered that he was
supposed to be prepped for the abortion the next day and had reminded himself
to put up a fight when that day comes.

�� Although he would�ve put
up a fight if he knew where he was, because he was definitely not in the
Ministry-designated room he was originally in.

�� W�Where am I�?�

�� You are in the Malfoy mansion, of course!�

�� Harry rubbed his eyes to
focus and saw that instead of someone important-looking from the Ministry, he
was facing a fat, creepy ratty-like man, grinning at him with his buck tooth
sticking out, eyeing him like he was a piece of cheese. He was dressed moderately
well, but still needed a little fashion sense, even for a wizard.
Instinctively, he cowered back and looked around, soon realizing after his mind
cleared that he was in Draco�s room as he remembered being in the first and
last time he was here. Well, used to be, anyway.

�� Who�Who are you?
Where�s Percy?�

�� Oh, your Percy is not
going to be around,� the ratty man replied. �Never has, never will be, yes�yes�Peter Pettigrew is the name, but you can
call me Wormtail, yes, you can��

�� Wh�What am I doing here? How
did I get here? I thought��

�� You thought you were in
the Ministry building? Au contraire, my little slave boy.�

�� Harry looked up to see Lucius grinning maliciously at him, walking towards him
with a scary aura of pride he knew too well not to mess with. Harry shivered at
the sight of him, cowering away even further, making Wormtail
laugh amusingly at the boy�s antics.

�� Oh, don�t be such a
stranger, little slave boy,� Lucius chuckled as he
sat at the foot of the bed. �We have shared much pleasurable times together,
remember?�

�� Go away! Don�t come
near me! I��

�� His words were caught in
his throat as he looked up to see another person coming in sporting the same
scary aura of pride, only probably ten times stronger than Lucius
did. A handsome man with straight, long-flowing silver hair that reached almost
to his waist tied into a half-ponytail, he wore a richly designed robes the colour of forest green with a velvet weaving of tree vines
around the hem and on one side of it embroidered in silver and white gold
thread. Despite his hair that gave him the impression that he had experienced
and withstood the test of time, he did not look a day older. On the contrary,
he looked like had not aged a day over 30. His haunting reddish-black
snake-like eyes was enough to tell Harry that this was the man Severus and Albus had been trying to protect him from.

�� It�s�It�s you,� Harry
breathed. �Riddle. The man who
killed my parents.�

�� My, my, such a feisty
little boy we have here,� Riddle chuckled, his voice so sinister that it�ll
make dungeons and dark caves look a children�s playground. �It is such an honour to finally meet you.�

�� I have been wondering
when you are going to show up as well.�

�� Leave us,� Riddle said
as he waved a wand to open the door wide, gesturing Lucius
and his ratty slave Wormtail to give them some
privacy.

�� But, milord,� Lucius protested. �What about your prom��

�� In
due time, my dear Malfoy. Now leave us.�

�� Wormtail
readily obeyed, tugging lightly at Lucius� sleeve,
urging him to leave as well. Lucius hesitated for a
moment, wanting to speak his mind, but finally resigned to Riddle�s wishes and
left the room. As soon as they were gone, Riddle quickly waved his wand to
close and lock the door and cast it with a Silencing Charm.

�� Now we are truly alone
with no one to bother us,� Riddle smiled nowhere near sincerely. �Ah, and I
don�t think we need this concealment charm anymore, do we?�

�� So saying, Riddle
pressed the tip of the wand on Harry�s right side of
the forehead, muttering what sounded like a counter-spell. The boy felt a sort
of numbing sensation on his forehead before the charm melted away, revealing a
scar that had the shape of a lightning bolt on it. He touched the scar with a
sort of alienated feel to it. He had long forgotten about this scar ever since
the business cast the concealment charm to cover it so that he would be worth
higher in the auction. Riddle took an elaborate breath and pushed the boy�s
hand away before fingering the scar with the tip of his forefinger.

�� Ahh,
such a beautiful thing to behold, isn�t it, boy? This is proof that you were
almost killed by the merciless mass murderer Tom Marvolo
Riddle. I must�ve held back a little and ended up letting the Killing Curse
nick your head instead. I would�ve done you in if it weren�t for the fact that
the presence of the Aurors had distracted me, but no
matter. You�re here now. Well then, got a name that goes with that pretty face
of yours, sweetheart?�

�� What�s it to you?�
Harry huffed as he backed away as if the mere touch of him was like poison.

�� Oh, I dunno,� Riddle smirked. �You are going to be here for a
while, might as well let me call you something.�

�� Well, I got a name for
you, ass. Voldemort. It�s French for �flight of death�, coz you go flying
around killing innocent people, which included my parents!�

�� Voldemort,
hmm�� Riddle thought as he tapped his chin. �Menacing,
creepy, dangerous and fearful. A rather good choice.
I might consider that.�

�� Why did you say I am
going to be here for a while?� Harry demanded. �If you want
to kill me because of my parents, why don�t you just get over with it?!�

�� Everything
in due time, my boy. I�m sure you�re curious as to how I finally manage
to catch you, are you not?�

�� Harry was curious, but he
wasn�t going to give him the satisfaction of knowing that as he glared at him.

�� Oh, tracking you was
definitely not easy, my boy,� Riddle ran his finger along the boy�s hair,
making him cringe. �I had to hunt down many of your blood relatives just to find
you, and it�s sad to say that you don�t have many friendly relatives at all,
ever since you were sold into the business. None of them knew where you were,
not a single one. Neither of them even bothered to keep in touch with your
parents, and much less when they were dead and you gone out of the wizarding regular citizens� picture. And then it struck me
when I looked through your family tree and discovered that one of your
relatives is married to dear Malfoy�s wife�s
predecessors, making you slightly related to their family.

�� I met dear Malfoy and found out he�s pretty useful, considering him
being under the Ministry of Magic with vast amounts of intelligence at his
every beckon and call. Of course, to use his mansion as base of operation and
as my hideout, we had to get rid of people that may stand in our way, which is
why I had to strike a deal with dear Malfoy and make
him get rid of all of his hired help and his slutty little wife. It�s a shame,
really. I do miss the luxuries of being served by the hired help like I used
to, and I do miss the pleasures of the body with such a beautiful woman such as
she, but it is a necessary evil. I�m sure you have read in the Daily Prophet
about dear Malfoy�s wife being prosecuted and sent to
Azkaban quite recently.�

�� Harry didn�t reply, but
he did remember back then when he borrowed Aaron�s copy of the Daily Prophet
citing about Narcissa�s arrest and prosecution. So that�s what it�s about, he thought
quietly.

�� Controlling that little
bitch in heat 24/7 was as easy as teaching grandmothers to suck eggs. Just a
flick of a wand and a bit of the Imperius Curse and
she would flash in public without even trying. I swear, blondes can be really
dumb sometimes,� Riddle laughed more to himself than anything. �All we had to
do was to make her go on a killing spree of everyone except dear Malfoy, then construct a fake memory for dear Malfoy�which is a piece of cake for my standards, by the
way�to be taken by the Aurors that is so
incriminating and so convincing, they will have no choice but to give her the
guilty verdict. Malfoy never truly loved that woman
anyway; he let them take her away like she was a piece of used rag.�

�� You�You can do that�?�
Harry breathed. He had seen Albus occasionally
extracting his memory to be put in the Pensieve, but
he never thought that memories can be constructed and fabricated.

�� I am, as you call me, Voldemort,� Riddle said proudly, seeming to have accepted Harry�s nickname for him. �I can do anything.�

�� Harry snorted in
response.

�� Anyways, as soon as
hindrances were out of the way, we set out on looking for you. I had my slave Wormtail here become his Rat Animagus
form and have him scour around Hogwarts to spy on your little beloved Severus Snape and your darling grandfather Albus
Dumbledore to see if we could have any leads as to your whereabouts, while at
the same time, I continue to hunt down your relatives to rid myself of any
loose and ends and see if I could strike gold with them. Those Aurors never saw me coming; I was always a step ahead of
them because I had dear Malfoy to alert me on the
whereabouts of your relatives and also of the Aurors�
every move and plan. I swear they looked like they were Confunded
every time I manage to outsmart them.

�� Wormtail
finally proved his worth when he caught sight of your grandfather making small
talk with the Headmistress of your school via firecall,
talking elaborately about you. He described how she looked like to us and dear Malfoy found her based on her description on the school
registrar records to find out where your school is. But, of course, we could not
just simply barge into the school to get you. It would bring too much attention
and spoil the surprise.�

�� So�So you�you used
Judith to get to me?� Harry�s train of thought
finally clicked.

�� Correct, my boy! You
definitely have your parents� wits!� Riddle, now known as Voldemort,
grins maliciously at him. �Dear Malfoy, as soon as he
found out where your school is, had gone through the entire students� records
to find out if your name was there and if there was anyone he knew from his
chain of friends that had children studying there, and lo and behold! He had
found the Light family with their daughter Judith Cecelia Light studying in the
same house and living in the same dorm as you were. The Light family has
slightly close ties because their son-in-law-by-contract Barty
Crouch Jr. is one of dear Malfoy�s closer associates
and he more or less tried to find out about your little dorm mate�s dark
secrets.

�� Once he found where she
usually frequented, all I had to do was to create the impregnation potion and
ask dear Malfoy to pass it to your friend to pass it
to your beloved Snape. Oh, it�s not that hard to
create this potion. It�s all in looking for the best quality of buckhorn. And
your friend was so eager for you to go away that she took it without even thinking
about whether it was dangerous for you or not. We patiently waited for the news
to happen and got word from Wormtail when he spied on
your grandfather and your beloved�s conversation about
your condition and dear Malfoy only needed to hint it
to the Ministry. The rest is history!�

�� But�But how did I get
here?� Harry demanded. �The Ministry is heavily guarded. I had an escort
guarding outside my door! There is no way you can get me out of there without��

�� Ever heard of Apparating, my boy?� Voldemort
raised an amused brow at Harry�s confused look.
�Well, don�t blame you. You�ll only learn it in your 6^th year
anyway. Dear Malfoy is a master in Apparating, even when the area he is in has
counter-measures against it. He only needed to use Polyjuice
to impersonate someone to drug you before Apparating
you straight into his own home.�

�� Then�� Harry was
struck. �Then, Percy that came with my dinner is�is not��

�� Voldemort
laughing quietly confirmed his suspicion.

�� Well, what are you
waiting for?� Harry challenged. �You�re going to kill me, aren�t you? Do it
then!�

�� Kill you?� Voldemort laughed again, louder in amusement this time,
before he took his chin and scrutinized his features. �I�m not going to kill
you. Where is the fun in that? Now, how about a name for your Lord Voldemort here, eh, pretty baby? Or would you like me to
call you Potty, since you look so much like a little boy who has such a potty
mouth?�

�� Fuck you, Voldemort! Get away from me!� Harry yelled as he pushed him
away harshly, cursing inwardly at the school rules of not allowing wands
outside school until he�s graduated. He could really use it right now.

�� Looks like I�m gonna have to teach you some manners.�

�� Going to rape me? Very original.�

�� No. To be honest, I�m
not exactly in the mood for that at the moment, but you are still going to be
taught a lesson.�

�� So saying, Voldemort whispered a spell to magic Harry�s
pants away, before pulling him until he lay face down on the bed, with half of
his body from the chest up lying across his lap with one arm holding the boy
down. From that gesture, Harry knew exactly what he wanted to do to him.

�� And he was not going
down with a fight.

�� Since you are in a
delicate condition, I will go easy on you by using my hand.�

�� Without warning, Voldemort lay a first swat on Harry�s behind. Harry called out in pain. It had been a
very, very, very long time since he
was actually spanked and feeling it again brought painful memories he had long
since put behind him. He tried to struggle out of him but Voldemort
put more weight on his arm to hold him down.

�� You are being punished,
Potty. Stay still or else.�

�� No, shit. Asshole!�

�� That resulted into a
harder spank.

�� From now on, you are to
forget you were ever free and ever had a life outside your slave persona. You
may not be my slave legitimately but you still are to call me milord and you
will obey my every command. Understand?�

�� GO TO HELL!!�

�� I warned you.�

�� With an exaggerated
sigh, Voldemort spanked him as hard as he could, timing the pain right and not allowing it to dissipate in
every blow. He had plenty of time to kill during his captivity in Azkaban and
he had developed a strong hand from patiently winding his arm out of his chain
binds, trying to counter the magic that held him down, and he was about 40%
free when Wormtail finally rescued him from his cell
with the help of the Dementor, but it was an
accomplishment nonetheless, something he did without the help of wand or wandless magic, but of pure physical strength. And he took
real pride in that.

�� Harry, on the hand, was
trying to grit through it and bear with it as best as
possible, but because of his pregnancy, his senses were heightened, which
included his sense of pain. By the time the 10^th spank came around
it was too painful, and by the time the 15^th came around, Harry was
about to cry. When the 20^th came he was sobbing for it to stop,
unable to bear it any longer. But most importantly, he didn�t want Voldemort to carry on inflicting damage to his child. In a
twisted sort of way, he was rescued from having his child terminated, and he
wanted to protect this baby at all cost. Finally Voldemort
stopped at the 25^th spank, but he pinched one of the swollen
butt-cheeks and held it there.

�� Now, will you listen to
my every command?�

�� Yes�� Harry wanted to
curse but held his tongue this time. �Yes�milord.�

�� Good, and to make sure
you remember that��

�� Voldemort
slapped about 5 more times before letting his hold on Harry go, turning Harry
into a sniffling mess on the bed. He got up and stood over Harry for a while
before taking his chin again.

�� Now, let's start over.
What�s your name?�

�� Harry, milord,� Harry
replied, trying hard not to sound defiant lest he got punished again. �Harry
James Potter.�

�� Voldemort
considered and shook his head, �Hmm, too plain, too old-fashioned and too
corny. Your parents didn�t really have much of a sense for names, did they?�

�� Harry wanted to
retaliate but knew better than that.

�� You should be given a
new name. Something befitting of your status, your life and
your attributes.�

�� Harry waited with bated
breath as Voldemort tapped his chin to think. It felt
almost the same as when he was in the Wizengamot
court waiting for the people to make a verdict on Severus.

�� Ah, yes, of course!� Voldemort laughed as he snapped his fingers. �Why haven�t I
thought about it before? You gave me a name in a foreign language, so it�s fair
enough I gave you one too, and I know just the perfect name, though I can�t
recall whether it�s French, Hebrew or Latin. From this henceforth, you will be
known as �Liat�, which means �You are mine�.�

�� Harry winced as he felt Voldemort�s touch on his cheek as his head was tilted to
have his ear close to his lips as he whispered icily.

�� We are going to have so
much fun together, Liat. I look forward to it.�

A/N: OH NOES~!!! Now Harry is in Riddle a.k.a. Voldie�s grasp~!!! What�ll he do?? What�ll he do?? Reviews plz before you panic~!!
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