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Broken on the Inside	By : sonofdarkness Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 3975 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Broken on the Inside
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The meeting of the Dark Order had ended with a flourish of bows and sweeping hand gestures when The Dark Lord had retired for the night. There was a tension in the room, Lucius could feel it. Potter had been in his cell for little more than half a day and for those twelve hours the tension had been steadily building.
Not a scream nor a cry for help had been heard from the dungeons. Either Potter was asleep or he knew Voldemort had won. But then, what hope could he possibly hold when he had seen Dumbledore, his great saviour, slaughtered and mangled before his very eyes? Oh, It had been glorious to see The Order fall, one by one. To see the hope of those who had been in their protection wilt and wither away into nothing. Hundreds of bodies littered the battlefield and only a handful of them were Voldemort�s followers. A proud day it had been for The Dark Order.
Lucius looked around and saw in his fellow Death Eater�s eyes what he was sure was evident in his own. He cleared his throat and stepped forward. �I suggest we follow suite, and retire to our chambers for the night.� He said smoothly, glaring pointedly at each person in the room as he spoke. �I am sure we have a long day ahead of us.�
He could tell that when they finally agreed and moved as one towards the door, that it was grudgingly. He smirked as he watched them exit and make their way towards their sleeping quarters. He would not be following just yet. He turned back to the stone alter at the front of the room removed his robes. He couldn�t stand them. They looked and felt entirely too much like his old Hogwarts robes and were in no way flattering to his form. He had placed the garment on the alter and was in the process of straightening out the creases in his waistcoat when he heard the large oak doors behind him creak open and then closed again.
�Lucius.� Came the intruder�s voice from the far side of the room. The blonde man didn�t look up, nor did he turn around, but simply gritted his teeth as he finished sorting out his clothes.
�Bellatrix� He replied shortly. He was in no mood for Bella�s company. Nor indeed was he ever in the mood, but he knew he would have to play this cool if he were to have his fun tonight.
Footsteps coming closer, the click of wooden heel on hard stone, and the woman�s goddamned perfume getting stronger as she approached. �I have been thinking, Lucius.� She said calmly, and Lucius had to bite his tongue to hold back the obvious �Did it hurt?� comment that wanted to escape.

�It seems�� She continued, �that our Lord, in all his wisdom, may have overlooked a small detail.�

Lucius didn�t have time for this. �Yes, woman?� He snapped as he turned to face her at last. The smile on her face was sickening. How he just wanted to wipe it off permanently. But on her face it stayed and it didn�t diminish even when she spoke.

�The Ministry was destroyed, we all saw it burn. But it seems there were quite a few Ministry workers that were not present for the display. This could mean they have already started to build a second defence.�
�And why in Merlin�s name should I be the one you come to with this, Bella?� Lucius asked coldly, walking over to a small wooden cupboard and pulling out a green, velvet cloak. �Surely, if this was a real concern of yours, you would have taken it up with The Dark Lord himself?�

Bella was silent for a while as she watched Lucius throw the cloak over his shoulders and fasten it. �I thought maybe you and I could take them out on our own. Together. No one else needs to know.�

Her voice was chillingly suggestive and Lucius sneered as he waved the cupboard door closed.

�Go to sleep, Bella. And let the Dark Lord know of your concerns in the morning. I�m afraid I am rather busy at the moment, so if you�ll excuse��
�I know where you�re going, Lucius.� Bella interrupted, that smile still plastered across her sunken face.

Lucius growled and walked over to he large oak doors and opened it for her. �You may leave now!� he said through his teeth. It was an order, nothing less, but Bella only shook her head and sat herself on the alter, crossing one leg over the other.

�I�m coming with you.� She said in a voice that reminded Lucius very much of a 4 year old Draco.

�You will be doing no such thing, Now leave before I have to make you do so.�

�I�m sure our Lord wouldn�t be too happy if he knew what you were doing. Neither would the others. You wouldn�t want to risk them finding out now, would you?�
Blackmail. She had always been amazingly good at that. Lucius hated it. He slammed the door, perhaps a little louder than he had wanted and strode dangerously back over to her. �You will not be coming with me and that is final!� He snarled, grabbing her roughly by the jaw. �Do you understand me?!�

Her laugh was almost enough to make Lucius want to snap her neck. Instead he let go of her and stepped back, looking extremely flustered.

�Oh, Lucius.� She sighed, amused. �What do you think our Lord would say? What do you think he would do? If you would only let me come with you, then you�d need never know, would you?� She chuckled, uncrossing her legs and swinging them childishly back and forth.
Wretched woman!
Lucius knew he couldn�t win here. If Voldemort found out there would be no telling what he might do. Or the other Death Eaters for that matter. Bunch of jealous halfwits that they were. He took a deep breath and sighed, extremely frustrated but resigned. �Very well, you may come. BUT�� He added, a dangerous edge to his voice. �You will not interfere with me. Is that clear?�
Bella nodded almost frantically and jumped down off the alter. Lucius sighed once again as he turned and made his way across the hall to a small dark stairwell in the far corner. He didn�t need to check if Bella was following, even if her putrid perfume and clicking heels hadn�t been so annoyingly apparent, he�d have known she was there.
They made their way carefully down the stairs and along the dimly lit passage way, Bella�s perfume leaving a trail behind them as they went, passing empty cell after empty cell until they reached the very end of the corridor. The door was on the right hand side and was made from solid pine, reinforced with thick steel bars running from top to bottom all the way across. The lock looked muggle enough but was full of spells and charms that made it impossible to open without a wand.

And near the top of the door, a small square shaped hole, just big enough for someone�s hand to fit into. Lucius felt a rush of excitement shoot through his body as he looked inside.
Potter was in there. Wrists chained to the floor, clothes ripped and torn, lip bloodied and swollen and no glasses to be seen. He didn�t look up, nor did he seem to be blinking, but the rise and fall of his chest as he took in a lungful of the foul, putrid air told Lucius that he was very much alive.

�Let me see!!� Bella whined, tugging on the blonde man�s cloak like a infant. He only growled and turned sharply on her, glaring down at her.

�You will not interfere!� He reminded her, voice deadly calm. She nodded again and tried in vain to look over Lucius� shoulder, but he was too tall.
Lucius didn�t seem to pay this any mind though as he turned back to the door, reached for the silver topped head of his cane, pulled out his wand and pointed it at the lock. Bella couldn�t make out what Lucius was saying and she strained to hear, but caught none of it as, finally, the lock clicked open.

Harry�s head shot up as he heard the door open. There wasn�t much he could do but shuffle back against the wall, and bring his knees up to his chest defensively. The fear in his eyes was soon replaced with hate, however, when he saw just who had entered. �What do you want?!� he spat, glaring angrily between the two of them.
Lucius chuckled as he looked down on the boy and closed the door silently behind Bella. �I have come to check on our baby boy wonder. Wouldn�t want you to catch a cold or anything else equally as nasty, would we?�

Bella giggled inanely and her eyes sparkled with a sort of malicious glee as Harry lowered his head again. �Fuck off!� He snapped angrily, glaring at the stone work. He wasn�t going to play their stupid little mind games.
Both Death Eaters stepped forward, Bella lingering slightly and shifting her wait from one foot to the other at random intervals, but Harry didn�t look up. Not even when Lucius crouched down in front of him.

�Now, now.� The elder man chided. �That really is no way to talk to your superior, is it, Potter?� His tone was mocking, but there was an edge to it that Potter recognised. �They can teach you how to make objects fly at school but they just can�t teach you common courtesy.�

Harry looked up, made a noise as if clearing his throat and spat, without warning, directly in Lucius� face.
Bella froze, as if watching an incredibly tense scene in a play, both hands clapped over her mouth, eyes wide with both fear and amusement as she watched to see what Lucius� reaction would be. Potter just glared for a while, then looked back down at the floor as if totally disinterested as Lucius wiped at his face with the back of his hand. Everything seemed to be moving so slowly. Bella couldn�t help but let out a small squeak as she waited to see what would happen next.
The blonde man stood and reached into his pocket, pulling out a lace handkerchief and wiping the reaming phlegm from his cheek. �That, boy, was incredibly vulgar.� He informed quietly as he threw the now wet piece of cloth over his shoulder and looked down at Potter. �I do not tolerate insolence at the best of times but when it is directed at me, in such a rude and disgusting manner, I get angry.�
Bella squealed again and clapped her hands together excitedly, bouncing up and down on the balls of her feet. She was ignored by both, though, as Lucius stepped forward, crouched down and pulled Potter by the ankles away from the wall.
Potter couldn�t fight or prevent it and as his hands were chained securely to the floor, he found himself lying with his back flush against the cold stone, hands stretched out above his head, totally unable to do anything but try and free his legs from the man�s grasp.

�Let me go, get off me!� He shouted furiously, trying to kick and lash out with his legs, but Lucius held tightly, even as he lowered both legs and held them against the floor

�Bella, make yourself useful, woman. Hold his him down!� He ordered, shouting over his shoulder to her.

She wasted no time in obeying, rushing over to Potter and sitting on his shins.
�Ow!! Shit. Get off!� Potter cried painfully as he felt her weight crushing his legs, but couldn�t prevent or stop it. Bella simply laughed at him and shook her head as Lucius� hands found the button on Harry�s tattered jeans and started to unfasten it. It took Potter a second to register exactly what that implied and in his brief moment of confusion all he could do was watch. However, as soon as the fabric had been parted his brain caught up with him and instantly he tried to turn away.

�What the fuck are you doing?!� He demanded, straining furiously against the chains binding him and the crushing weight of Bella still perched atop his legs. �Stop it! Don�t fucking touch me.�
The obscenities came in a long string of non-interrupted verbal attacks and demands but they went unheeded as Lucius tugged the loose fitting jeans down over Harry�s hips and passed his knees. Somehow between the two of them, Lucius and Bella managed to pull Harry�s trousers off over his shoes while still managing to make sure his legs were never once free.

They both smirked at the fiercely rattling chains and watched as Potter struggled and strained against them.
To Potter, this all seemed so surreal. Never once in his life had he ever imagined this ever happening to anyone he knew, least of all to himself and the fear was evident in his eyes.

Then there were fingers underneath the waistband of his boxers and he froze momentarily. �Don�t!!!� He said again, and it sounded more like a plea than a demand this time �Leave me alone! Get off me!! Go away!!!!�
He really was wasting his breath.
The boxers were removed in the same way as the jeans and thrown into the same heap in the corner. Bella leered at Potter in way that was quite incredibly disturbing and Lucius couldn�t help but smirk at the way Potter had to avert his eyes.

�Congratulations, Potter. You are making the transition from boy to man quite nicely.� He purred as he took the time to drink in the sight before him. �Such a beautiful body you have.�

Potter felt a hand moving up his thigh and tried to pull away from it, jerking his leg as hard as he could and hissing painfully through his teeth as a bone in Bella�s backside dug sharply into his shin.

�Don�t touch me!� He barked, realising his only defence was verbal. Why did these two want to do this to him anyway? What would it achieve? Or were they just so depraved that this was how they got their kicks? He gave another sharp tug on his metal restraints as the hand reached the point on his leg where thigh meets groin.

�Oh, I�m afraid that I�ve made up my mind, dear boy.� Came Lucius� satisfied drawl as he ran his fingers through the dark curls surrounding the base of Potter�s flaccid penis. Potter growled and tried his hardest to shift away from the touch but gasped and finally froze completely when the cold hand closed around him.

Words of protest caught in the boy�s throat as what seemed like an eternity passed by. Somewhere in the back of his mind he was aware of long nails trailing lightly up and down the front of his thighs and over his kneecaps but it didn�t seem to be enough to bring him out of his state of shock.
Lucius didn�t remove his eyes from the boy�s face as he started to stroke him, moving his hand, at first, slowly up and down Potter�s length until he finally started to feel it coming to life. Potter frowned after a while, feeling the stirring in his groin and gasped, appalled at himself for reacting to the unwanted manipulation so quickly. He was no fool, he had stimulated himself before and knew that he reacted to being touched in such a way but had thought, or hoped, that knowing who it was that was touching him would delay the process. No suck luck.
The blonde man was delighted to see that after only a few minutes of slow but firm stroking, Potter�s cock was standing to full attention.

�Well, Potter. It seems you can�t dislike me as utterly as you claim.� He chuckled, watching as Potter�s face went a shade of red and his eyes narrowed to near slits.

Bella trailed her long red nails round to the back of Harry�s knees and let out a small yelp of amusement when he jumped and tried to pull away. The boy was ticklish. How wonderful.
Reaching for the fastenings in his own trousers, Lucius realised that he had no lubricant about his person and was sure Bella would be just as void of said item. He�d have to use saliva. It would be nowhere near as effective and Potter would still rip but it would cause himself much less discomfort than to fuck the boy completely raw.

Potter�s breathing picked up quite considerably when he saw Lucius pull his own trousers down to his knees, followed by the green silk boxers, and turned away at the sight of Lucius� already engorged cock, trying to block out the thought of where it was going to be shoved. He felt sick. This wasn�t meant to happen, dammit! He wasn�t sure what emotion was winning over. Such a mixture were running rampant in his mind. Fear, Anger, Hate, Sorrow, Despair. Total frustration.
�I am sure you will thank me for this, Potter.� Lucius said casually as he moved somewhat to the side, beside Bella. �As I am sure The Dark Lord will want his turn with you at some point. I am helping you, boy. Preparing you for what will inevitably transpire.� He spat several times into his hand until a pool of saliva formed in the middle of his cupped palm.
�Oh god, he�s using fucking spit!!� Was the main thought in Potter�s head at that point. Spit wasn�t enough, he knew that. He�d read and heard enough to know that anal sex was very painful if a proper lubricant wasn�t used. He swallowed hard and locked his jaw, staring up at the moss and damp-ridden ceiling as Lucius coated his erection in his own saliva.

�Bella!� Lucius said giving her a pointed look.

She moved reluctantly from Potter�s legs and quickly got out of kicking range.

As soon as the weight had gone Potter did as was expected and thrashed about ferociously, legs flailing in all directions, trying to fend off the older man as he moved just out of reach of the boy�s feet. The display only served to amuse both Death Eaters though, as Lucius quite easily captured both of Potter�s legs in his hands and held them apart as he moved between them, preventing Potter from doing little more than squirming about uselessly on his back.
�Please� don�t touch me!� Potter knew begging would be of no use, it wasn�t going to change anything. He wanted to scream obscenities at them both, tell them to rot in hell but pure blind fear made that impossible. Begging was just a natural reaction to the position he was in and he couldn�t help it.

�Please stop! Fucking hell.. Please��
Lucius lifted Potter�s hips from the floor and spread his own legs as he knelt between the Potter�s thighs, resting the Gryffindor�s Quidditch toned limbs atop his own. The tears slowly forming in the boy�s eyes only excited Lucius further and he reached down to position himself at Potter�s entrance as he felt his legs tighten around his waist. He knew the boy was trying to hurt him, but it was futile. It might have been through fear, or the beating he had taken earlier but try as he might, Potter just could not squeeze tight enough to cause the blonde any pain.
�Brace yourself, lad.� Was the only warning Lucius gave before pushing passed the tight puckered entrance and embedding himself inside the Gryffindor�s anus. The wail that escaped Potter�s lips was enough to make Bella cover her ears and wince. Potter had been torn as the saliva on Lucius� cock had been sparse and most had evaporated before he had entered anyway.
Every single muscle in Potter�s body seemed to spasm as he automatically tensed and clamped tight around the intruding organ. Lucius could see Potter�s biceps and the tendons in his arms twitch and strain as he pulled painfully hard against his chains, and saw the blood start to form on his wrists as the jagged metal bit into his skin.
The second wail came as Lucius pulled back and it was even louder than the first. Frowning, he turned to Bella. �Gag the beast.� He ordered in a voice that was more growl than anything else. �He�ll wake the whole Building.�

She nodded and grabbed the handkerchief Lucius had discarded earlier as he turned back to Potter and pushed in again, very pleased to see a tear running down the boy�s temple.

�Really, Potter�� He grunted. �I�ve raped girls that didn�t make this much noise. The great boy-who-lived really is nothing more than a coward after all.�

�Go to hell�� Was all Potter could manage before he let loose another ear splitting scream when Lucius pulled back and thrust as hard as he could full hilt into Potter�s torn and bleeding entrance. Bella was quick. She had balled the handkerchief into a wad small enough to fit into Potter�s mouth and had taken her opportunity while he screamed. Muffling the sound quite considerably, she reached down to the hem of the boy�s t-shirt and tugged on it hard enough to rip off a large section of the fabric.

Potter was in too much pain to notice as she used the tattered strip of material to keep him from spitting out his gag.
Bella watched his face for a while before moving carefully behind Lucius again. �Such a nice boy.� She whispered, toying with the laces on Potter�s shoes. �I wonder if he�s nice all over.�
Lucius paid no attention, he was much too caught up in what he was doing and the sounds his captive was making. With each thrust Lucius moaned and with each thrust a scream was strangled in the wad of cloth in Potter�s mouth. Lucius so loved the gagged screams of someone in pain. It drove him on to see the pain he was inflicting reflected so beautifully in his victim�s eyes. And Potter�s eyes were painting a picture.
�Such pretty feet.� Bella whispered as she removed Potter�s shoes and socks, throwing them carelessly across the room to join the other items of clothing. She ran one painted nail down the middle of Harry�s right foot and laughed softly when the toes curled. Obviously Potter�s senses weren�t completely dominated by the pain then, she thought as she looked momentarily back to her fellow Death Eater.
Lucius was moving faster now as he rocked his hips back and forth, thrusting in and out of Potter, with each thrust getting closer and closer to orgasm. Potter�s muffled sobs and wails were like music to his ears. He revelled in them and smirked as he watched the tears began to flow in a steady stream from the corners of Potter�s eyes, down his temples and drip onto the floor.

�He has such pretty tears..� Bella commented over Lucius� shoulder.

�Hush, woman!� He grunted in response, slamming into Harry once again.
Bella didn�t seem to have paid the angry outburst any mind as she want back to examining Potter�s toes. ��Like his pretty feet.� She leaned forward and licked over the ball of Potter�s foot before taking the first three toes into her mouth and sucking on them happily as if they were some sort of sweet. She felt Potter try to pull his leg away and grinned to herself as she kept hold of his ankle.
The blood was proving a worthy lubricant now and Lucius was finding it much easier to slide himself in and out, but it was no less painful for Potter, as every time Lucius� cock moved against him it scraped against the already torn flesh, aggravating his wounds further.

Still crying and moaning in protest he felt the older man speed up and hoped to god it would be over soon.

Lucius grunted with each thrust and dug his nails sharply into the flesh covering Potter�s pelvis, breaking the skin and leaving angry looking half moon imprints on the boy�s body. Finally with a shudder that wracked his whole body, he came, filling Potter with his hot, sticky seed.
Potter�s eyes were closed and Lucius watched him with a sort of twisted triumph as he got his breath back. Bella had somehow managed to fit all five toes easily into her mouth and was running her tongue between them as she sucked, quite enjoying herself.
�I�m sure you must be terribly glad your beloved Headmaster is dead, Potter.� Lucius taunted �What would he think of you now?� He reached down to catch a newly shed tear on the tip of his finger and brought it to his lips to taste it. Savouring it. �And your friends. What would they have said if they had been alive to see you defeated and broken?�

Lucius didn�t remove the gag for the soul purpose of being able to taunt Harry without any snarky comebacks. But he needn�t have worried. Harry would have said nothing.

�Gryffindor bravery gone and nothing left but a little boy.�
He withdrew from Potter, nearly knocking Bella over as he moved back. Pushed himself to his feet and tucked himself neatly back into his clothing, not caring for the time being that he hadn�t cleaned himself off. He could wash and change later. He pointed his wand at the prone boy and with a few well cast charms, the gag was gone, the mess cleaned up and Potter was once again fully clothed, with no trace of evidence to support what had just taken place.

�Think yourself lucky I chose to prepare you, Potter.� Said Lucius, looking at Potter with emotionless eyes. �The Dark Lord will not be so gentle with you when he chooses to take his turn� Come Bella.� He strode towards the door and opened it, waiting for Bella to stand and follow.
For a while she didn�t move, then she crawled slowly up Potter�s body until they were eye level. She kissed the tip of his nose and whispered very softly so only he could hear. �When you die. Tell Sirius Bella says hello.�

Potter blinked as another silent tear fell from his eye, but made no other move. Satisfied, Bella shuffled back and stood up, looking down at Potter for a while. �Such pretty feet.� She said, almost dreamily and turned and walked from the room.

Lucius sneered after her and stepped out of the cold, damp cell, closing the door with a bang and locking it behind him.

All Potter was left with was the sound of echoing footsteps getting fainter and fainter as they disappeared down the hall.
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