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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 be the fate of Harry now? You�re gonna have to sit back and watch tight on this chappie~! Well, let�s go, everybody~!

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I�M A SLAVE FOR YOU

�� Over here, sire! Come join
us for a drink!�

�� Voldemort
searched for the owner of the voice and saw Igor Karkaroff
waving at him along with Antonin Dolohov
and Bellatrix Lestrange,
sitting far off at the corner of Newt�s Breath, one of Knockturn
Alley�s many speakeasies that provide clientele discretion, and for Voldemort�s case, he would definitely need it. He went up
to him and took a chair.

�� Don�t mind if I do.�

�� Harry stood behind him,
looking out of place as he was dressed in one of the girl clothes that Lucius bought for him, in addition to the corset that was
underneath it. He was minding his own business for a moment there, making small
talk to his little baby bump when all of a sudden, Voldemort
decided to take him out by rummaging through Harry�s
wardrobe to choose the clothes and then attaching a leash on his dog-tag collar
and dragging him out without as much as a reason why. A passer by pinched his
rump before anyone could even notice, making him jump a little. Aside from
Severus, Harry had rarely been outside with his Masters unless they were in a
good mood. He was usually locked in at home until used then left all alone to
wallow in self-pity. As much as he didn�t like it, he moved closer to Voldemort to deter them from touching him, in which the
latter wrapped his arm around the boy possessively.

�� Ah, we meet again,
young �un,� Dolohov grinned cruelly as he ruffled Harry�s hair, making him flinch in contact.

�� Please, be gentle with
him,� Voldemort said, though his tone was nowhere
sincere or concerned. �He is quite fragile after all, being he is with child.�

�� Well, that is quite a
surprise,� Bellatrix snorted. �I have heard Lucius telling me about him being knocked up by Snivellus, but I didn�t expect it to be true.�

�� Such a nuisance,� Karkaroff scoffed as he took a sip of vodka. �Why do you
not just get rid of it, sire?�

�� Unfortunately if I do
that, he will lose his pussy,� Voldemort replied as
he took his drink order directly from the waitress�s tray, goosing her as she
left, �which is one of the effects of the impregnation potion he ingested, and
quite frankly, I like him being a pussy boy. So much fun to play with and I am
certainly not quite done with him yet. Now, on to the business at hand��

�� While they discussed
about their next targets, Harry couldn�t help dashing his head around, looking
at his surroundings. He kept having the feeling that he was being watched, like
someone was behind him ready to pounce on him and shag him senseless. Well,
technically, his getup warranted staring eyes, especially when he was wearing
that dog-tag and the leash that was tied at the foot of Voldemort�s
chair to keep him in place, but it wasn�t that he was worried the most. It was
that really dreaded feeling that something bad was going to happen to him if he
stayed here any longer and the feeling that he was already targeted and will be
violated if he continued to show his presence in this dark and gloomy room. His
eyes darted from every direction, trying to see from whom he was getting the
sense of dread from but couldn�t figure out who or where.

�� This time someone did
brush Harry, as in a full-fledged hand stroking past his butt underneath the
plaited checkered mini skirt he was wearing. Harry jumped and looked around.
There were three men looking at him, their yellow teeth grinning from their
drinks. He knew that look, and it definitely spelled bad news. He doubted that Voldemort would even care if he was raped there and then by
those 3 men, probably even enjoy the show. He had to get out of here,
regardless if he had nowhere else to go or run and hide, as long as it was
anywhere but here.

�� Mi�Milord�? I need to
go to bathroom.� Harry muttered. Voldemort eyed at
him suspiciously and Harry looked up from his lowered head. Maybe if he was
submissive enough, he would be able to convince Voldemort
to let him loose.

�� Very well,� Voldemort replied and undid the leash. �But be quick about
it, and don�t think of trying to escape, because I will know.�

�� Y�Yes, milord.�

�� Trying to contain his
excitement and anxiety, he made it to the bathroom and immediately scoured the
area. Unfortunately, Lady Luck was not on his side. Inside there was no window
and when he looked back out, there was no way he could get out without being
noticed or being caught or even without looking suspicious. Sighing, he would
have to try this a different time. He went back in to relieve himself. He
really didn�t have to go but being out of the crowded room felt good as he was
away from prying eyes that he had long since forgotten after being away from
life of slavery. But before Harry could walk out of the bathroom, the three men
who checked him out shoved him back in, locking the door behind them.

�� Where do you think you�re
going, pretty thing?� one of the men said, grinning cruelly as he shoved Harry
further into the bathroom, barring him from opening the door.

�� Mi�Milord is waiting
for me,� Harry gulped and backed away. �He is very rich and powerful.�

�� Well, he ain�t here, ain�t he?� the other
man sneered. �He�s just gonna have to wait his turn.�

�� He is waiting for me,� Harry
tried again, his voice wavering as his heart fell into his stomach. �He will
come for me.�

�� He didn�t know whether
he said that to convince himself that Voldemort would
come to rescue him, which was highly unlikely, or Severus would.

�� Not when he can�t hear
you, he won�t,� the first man said as he cast a Silencing Charm all over the
bathroom. �Strip him, boys.�

�� The two men did so, using
spells to literally tear his clothes off. Harry tried hiding in one of the
stalls saying almost to himself that he will be
rescued as he tried to cover his body with his hands, but was met with the mocking
laughter of the three men.

�� Don�t hold your breath,
slave. You�re just as good as you give us,� the third man used a spell to drag
him out of the stall and pin him on the floor.

�� Check out that bud,� the
second man opened the folds of Harry�s vagina to
reveal his clit within. �Ain�t it a beauty? That man
wasn�t kidding when he said he�s a knocked up pussy boy.�

�� Don�t�!� Harry
whimpered, trying to struggle but his body was no
match for the strength of three men as the first man leaned down to lick the
clit.

�� Mmm,
your Master must be lucky to have this bud in his mouth. Tastes
good.�

�� Check out the ass as
well. I�d say he�s been really well-trained even before he�s knocked up,� the
third man stuck a saliva-coated finger in. �He�s really digging it.�

�� No! STOP!�
Harry tried to repel the finger but it was not good. His body was coming to
life even if he didn�t want it.

�� Oh yeah, this slave is
such a slut,� the second man pulled himself out. �I�m getting hard just looking
at him. So who�s doing his pussy in first?�

�� You pulled the short
straw, didn�t you?� the third man growled as he shoved the second man away. �I
get to go first!�

�� Yeah, whatever,� the
first man took himself out as well. �Get on with it. I get dibs on his ass
though.�

�� Harry turned his head to
the side, tears coming down his face. Where was Voldemort?
Surely he had to notice he had not come back? Or was he still talking to his
followers? He may not care whether he was being raped by other people or not,
but surely he would�ve noticed that since he had not come out from the bathroom
for so long, he would�ve suspected that he had tried to run away or something
and come to investigate. Or worse, could these three men be Voldemort�s
underlings sent by him to rape him? No, they did not sound like they knew Voldemort or were part of Voldemort�s
crew, but how could Voldemort not realize his
absence? The third man lubed himself up slightly with the slight wetness of Harry�s pussy and proceeded to enter him, while the first
man spat on his hand to lube up his cock and shoved it into Harry�s
ass.

�� Damn, damn, damn! Fuck,
this slut is tight!� the first man groaned, pushing in all the way to the hilt.

�� Yeah, and he�s pretty
tight at the front door too!� the third man laughed, thrusting in and out of the
boy, fucking him hard. �Ooh, yeah, baby. This pussy is good. He�s gripping me
in.�

�� C�mon, man. Just get on
with it!� the second man scolded, looking at both his friends grudgingly while
he stroked himself.

�� STOP!!�
Harry screamed out, feeling like he was going to be split in two as he sobbed. �Please�stop�!!�

�� Shut up, slut, and suck
me,� the second man grumbled as he thrusted his
member in Harry�s mouth.

�� Harry gagged around the
man's cock. He blinked as more tears fell. He was being raped and help was nowhere
in sight. Would they even care if they knew? Harry knew he would be in deep
trouble but he did it anyway. Steeling himself, he bit down on the man�s cock,
hard enough to make it bleed, making the second man shout out in pain and pull
out.

�� Ow!
Fuck! You bitch!� he cursed as he slapped Harry�s face
so hard until his lips bled.

�� Hey, watch the
merchandize!� the first man scolded and shoved him. �I don�t want him konked out by you before I come inside him!�

�� Mmh,
yes!� the third man groaned, picking up his pace. �Yes, yes, yes, I�m getting
close��

�� Just at that moment, a
blast at the door was heard, breaking it open. Harry looked up and saw that it
was the girl he met at Trinity Vane, dressed in prostitute attire and standing beside
another girl with flaming strawberry-blonde hair and eyes of sea-blue. He could
not see what was going beyond the bathroom but he could hear a bit of commotion
going on, some trying to come over to see what the matter was but was scared
away by the glare of the strawberry-blonde to mind their own business. Voldemort was nowhere in sight and he couldn�t even hear
his voice or see him approaching the bathroom. He didn�t know who the
strawberry-blonde was, but the look on the three men as they saw her standing
there with a look that spelt a thousand deaths at the display without even needing
to ask what was going on was evident that she was not someone to be trifled
with.

�� M-M-Ms. Evans�� the third
man quickly pulled out along with the first, making the boy hiss. �Uh�This is
not how it looks��

�� The strawberry-blonde didn�t
let him finish as she yelled a spell and caused one of them to crash against
the wall. She then picked up the second and the first man with a spell as well
and threw them around the wall, barely missing Harry who was still held in
place on the ground by the spell. She used her spell to pick all three and slam
them together side by side on the wall, all three men bleeding from being
crashed everywhere. Seething with anger, she finally cast the Cruciatus curse on them, making them scream but their
voices muted. Harry could see all this going on out of the corner of his eye.
He didn�t care what happened to them; he just wanted the pain to go away.

�� Help�me�� Harry begged,
letting out a choked sob.

�� While the
strawberry-blonde was busy torturing the men, the girl he met at Trinity Vane
came up to him and undid the spell that held him. Quickly, she took off her
robe and wrapped it around Harry before embracing him close. Harry wrapped his
arms around her as if his life depended on it and sobbed into her neck. He didn�t
care who his savior was, as long as it was somebody
saving him.

�� It�s OK, Harry. We�re
here. It�s all over now,� the girl whispered as she rocked him to and fro to
comfort him. �C�mon, Beck. Let�s get outta here.�

�� The strawberry-blonde
she called Beck glared at her for a minute for ruining her fun before she
released the curse off the three men. With Harry supported between them, the
girls made a run for it to the back door of the speakeasy before everyone else
flocked to the bathroom to find out what was going on.

�� From the corner of his
eye, Harry thought he saw Voldemort among the crowd,
glaring at them with a vengeance.

--:--

�� You should�ve let me
finish them off, Lil.�

�� Lillian ignored Beck�s
comment as she noticed Harry gone out cold after passing through the fireplace
into the Medic Quarters of Kym, much to the surprise and joy of Ard-R� Constantine to see the boy. The good
medi-wizard quickly called for a manservant to help
bathe Harry and scrub him clean and ordered him to take him to his room once he�s
done while he quickly gathered his equipment to examine the boy.

�� You�re always spoiling
my fun, you know that?� Beck grumbled again as she lit a cigarette and took a
whiff. �Even when you�re dead.�

�� Well, I�m not exactly
entirely dead anymore now, am I?� Lillian muttered as she watched the servant
help Harry into the tub and cleaned him from head to toe. He only came around
as he was being dried and with the servant�s help he got to the bed and was
dressed in a school night robe before tucked into bed. Lillian came up to him
and stroke his hair gently despite his flinch�a reflexive move after being in
such harsh treatment by Voldemort for so long�and smiled
kindly at him. �How are you feeling now, Harry?�

�� I�m�OK, I guess�� Harry
managed to whisper out through his hoarse voice after being made to give head
harshly. �Th�Thank you�Ms�?�

�� Lillian. Lillian Rome. You
can call me Lil if you want. And this here,� Lil gestured at Beck, �is Rebecca
Evans a.k.a. Beck. You can say she�s your cousin of sorts, from your mother�s
side.�

�� Yo,�
Beck saluted in a cool way before taking another drag of her cigarette.

�� C�Cousin�?� Harry
blinked in surprise.

�� I�m born from your
mother�s elder half-brother, Tyrone Evans. Your mother and aunt were born from
your maternal grandfather�s second marriage, only that my dad decided to keep
his last name even after his mother remarried, and our parents only reconciled
after your father convinced your mother to meet my Pops. My parents are still
alive and well, by the way, so we�re not exactly in the same boat, though I am
in danger of being Voldemort�s next target, what with
me being a Muggle-born and all.�

�� Not helping, Beck,� Lil
glared at her, in which Beck just gave her a I-couldn�t-care-less
shrug.

�� Harry smiled slightly at
Beck. Even though he was the last Potter at the moment, he took comfort in
knowing that he was not alone as he still had a blood-related family, even if
it was from his mother�s side. He was about to ask how they knew where he was
and how they rescued him with such ease when he suddenly felt a pain in his
middle, letting out a cry as he curled in a fetal position.

�� Yo, you alright there, Har?�
Beck asked, her tone showing concern.

�� My belly hurts. Like I�m being torn inside.�

�� Oh my, we�d better��
Lil was about to fetch Ard-R�
Constantine when he saw the said medi-wizard come in
with his equipment. �Ah, speak of the devil. Come quick, something�s wrong with
Harry.�

�� Take off his covers,� Ard-R� Constantine replied as he
got his gear out. �I need to see if there is bleeding.�

�� Lil did as she was told,
comforting the boy as he whimpered, tears starting to well up as he feared for the
safety of the baby.

�� Well, no blood, thank
Merlin, so it�s possibly not a miscarriage,� the medi-wizard
said as he undid Harry�s robe and ran his wand over his
middle. �Ah, I see. Your womb is stretching since you�re coming close to your
second trimester. You body is still trying to get use to the child inside you. Don�t
worry, it won�t last long. Probably will be over by
nightfall.�

�� It still hurts,� Harry
whined, though his heart was relieved that his baby was still safe. �Can I take
anything for this?�

�� Afraid
not, m�boy. You�ll just have to bear with it
for a while. I shall have to prepare your pre-natal vitamins later on to ensure
the baby�s growth. Other than that, my scanning magic indicates that your child
is still as healthy as a horse,� Ard-R�
Constantine patted his baby bump gently with a kind smile. �You�ve got a
trooper here, m�boy, just like you. Welcome back, by
the way.�

�� Thank you, Ard-R� Constantine.�

�� Is there anything else
we need to be careful of?� Lil asked.

�� Nope.
Like I said, he will be coming into the second trimester, which means he will
be eating more and gaining weight, which is normal, and he will have even more
mood swings. I suggest that the father of the child be prepared for being
cussed at, cry, and things being thrown. And try to keep stress to a minimum.�

�� I�ll be sure to tell
him that, Ard-R� Constantine.�

�� Well, I�ll be seeing you then with
your vitamins,� Ard-R�
Constantine grinned as he heard frantic footsteps approaching. �And I see you
already starting to have visitors.�

�� Harry was soon bombarded by the loud
squeals of Becka, the happy exclamation of Aaron, the
excited questions of Rach and the quiet smile of Jude�the
first smile he saw from her ever since they met�as they all gathered around
him, with Becka doing most of the crying and hugging.

--:--

�� The Order�minus Albus
who was at school at the moment�was thoroughly shocked and appalled after they
looked into Lillian�s memory one by one in the Pensieve
after receiving it from Remus who got it from Draco. Even
the nonchalant drunkard Sirius was actually surprised at how the event had
turned out.

�� I knew it!� Severus growled. �I knew
that Malfoy had a hand in this! We must storm to his
place at once and make him confess his crimes!�

�� Hold on here, Snape,�
Tonks tried to calm the ex-Potions Master down. �We�ve
just done a sweep of his manor and we found no evidence on his part in Harry�s kidnapping. We can�t just go in there again without
probable cause.�

�� Since when have you cared about
Ministry procedures?! He has my pet and my child in him with him! What other
probable cause do you need?!�

�� I will have to agree with Snape on this one, Tonks,� Moody
said, defending Severus. �The Ministry does not care a hoot about this case,
even less about the boy and about Malfoy�s
involvement in anything. They wouldn�t even touch that man with a ten-foot
pole, let alone prosecute him. I say we heed this as evidence and perform
another search at Malfoy�s place, see if we had
missed anything.�

�� But if we show this to the
Ministry, they will just dismiss it as a slave,� Tonks
said. �No matter how alike to Harry he may be, the Ministry are
just going to deny it no matter how the truth is rubbed on their faces. They will
just say it�s a slave girl and be off with it.�

�� Who said anything about showing
this to the Ministry?� Moody asked. �We can always let them know later after we do the search. No harm in
bending the rules a little.�

�� I agree as well,� Kingsley seconded
the motion. �This is incriminating evidence as it is at the moment to prosecute
Malfoy. We cannot waste our time going through all
the red tape to let the Ministry grant us another search.�

�� But then that would�� Tonks was about to retaliate some more when the familiar
crackle of a firecall came in. Severus went to answer
it.

�� Hey there, Drake.
What�s wrong?�

�� Hey, Uncle Sev,�
Draco looked excited, with a tint of pink across his fair cheeks. �I�ve got
great news! Lillian just owled me a letter! Harry is
safe! He�s at Kym right now!�

�� After a few seconds of letting the
news sink in, Severus ended the firecall and made a
mad dash towards his carriage to catch the next train ride possible.

A/N: Wohoo~!!! Finally Harry is
saved and going to meet Severus again~!!! Yabadabadoo~!!!
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