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School for Pets	By : Fightingwings Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 45015 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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          There were certain moments in life where one knows that they are on the right track, that they are exactly where they are supposed to be at just the right moment. This is how Harry felt at this moment in time. He was currently sitting on a plush green pillow on the floor next to the throne like chair where Voldemort, his master, sat and looking down at the people who made up the rest of the Order of the Phoenix. They had foolishly believed Draco’s lies and scrambled together a small group of people to rescue Harry. What they didn’t know was that Harry did not want to be rescued. He was perfectly happy where he was. The Order members were quickly captured, bound and forced to kneel before Voldemort’s throne. They had all been silenced due to their incessant yelling for Voldemort to release Harry. Harry smiled at them and waved as he lay his head on his master’s knee. Their mouth’s opened in horror. Now it was painfully clear that the war was over. The light had lost.
          It all started two years ago, when Harry Potter was kidnapped by death eaters. The Order had searched everywhere for him, but had no luck. As they searched and pleaded for help, poor Harry was being tortured and twisted by Voldemort. It didn’t take long and with the correct mixture of torture and a few well placed spells, Harry had broken. He was willing to do anything to stop the constant pain and threw himself head first into training to become Voldemort’s personal pet. Like he did while he was in school, he soaked up the information like a sponge and within a month he had transformed into the perfect pet. It took another month for him to learn and know Voldemort’s expectations and subtle instructions, but when he did he was the epitome of perfection and Voldemort could not be happier with him.
          Don’t misunderstand; Harry is fully aware of the life he has chosen for himself. He was never placed under any Imperious curse or memory modification spell. It just so happened that one day, after a particularly vicious day of torture, that he took a look back at everything in his life. Nobody had ever really cared about him, except for Sirius but thanks to Dumbledore he was dead. His whole life he had been abused and taken advantage of. His aunt and uncle physically abused him his entire childhood. Sure they were getting paid by Dumbledore to do it, but they still enjoyed making him miserable and causing pain. His so called best friends were being paid to spy on him and report his every move to Dumbledore. Then, the one time that he finally found someone that actually cared about him, he was killed. Dumbledore told him that Bellatrix pushed Sirius into the veil, but nobody actually saw her do it. Harry had his suspicions, he just so happened to see Bellatrix dueling with Mad Eye across the room just minutes before Sirius was pushed.
          His entire life was a mass of lies and abuse, and here was someone who offered to take it all away. Yes, Voldemort had killed his parents but now he was offering Harry safety and maybe even some love. It seemed like his only chance to actually be happy, for once in his life. So, for the first time in his life Harry made a choice for himself, one that put his interests and safety first. He chose to side with Voldemort and be his pet. He had the guard bring him to Voldemort and told him his choice. Then he was immediately taken to a plush bedroom and cleaned up. After a good night of rest he began his training. He doesn’t regret his decision. Harry knows his master inside and out and, aside from a few unwarranted punishments due to a lapse in training, he has never disobeyed his master.
          Then, just when Harry was settling into his new life, McNair and Goyle had taken him to Diagon Alley to go shopping for new clothes. Harry had been asking Voldemort to let him go for a while. All the clothing that he had at the manor was just not befitting for a pet, and everyone knew that the best clothes were bought and not conjured. Finally, he convinced Voldemort to let him go as long as he had an escort. It was during this outing that Harry was kidnapped by the Order. He was taking a break from shopping and decided that he wanted ice cream. His stupid guards left him for a few moments to get his ice cream, and that was when the Order struck. When McNair and Goyle returned with the ice cream Harry was gone, his purchases strewn about the area he had been in. Suffice to say that they did not survive long after giving Voldemort the bad news.
            Harry was taken to the Order’s headquarters. He was origionally given free access to the whole house, but after his numerous escape attempts he was locked up in Sirius’s old room. They were all convinced that he was sick, and with time he would return to his normal self. Harry refused to talk to anyone except for Draco and he even took to attacking anyone who came into his room, which included the people who took shifts watching him to make sure that he didn’t escape again. Eventually they assigned Draco as his permanent guard, a move that would lead to their downfall. Dumbledore had originally placed Draco under an Imperious curse but when Harry found out he helped Draco to break it, luckily Draco was a very good actor and was able to pretend that he was still under it. Secretly they plotted until they had the perfect and fool-proof plan. He helped Harry to escape Grimmwauld and they stayed behind to implement the rest of their plan.
          It was because of them that the war had finally ended. Draco gave the Order the location of Voldemort’s manor while Harry informed them of the impending attack. They were the reason that every single one of its members were currently bound and kneeling on the floor in front of his master’s throne. They were also the only people who knew their plan. Harry had yet to tell Voldemort, and Draco had not had a chance to tell his father. They planned on telling everyone when the Order had been captured so that it would not leak out to the wrong side.
          Voldemort absentmindedly reached down and stroked Harry’s hair as he listened to Severus give his report. He stared at the silenced order calmly and rested his head against his master’s knee. He looked stunningly seductive as he curled his legs beneath him and listened to the reports. He wore skin tight black pants and a black leather collar. The collar had his name on it in green stitching and was studded with emeralds. He wore no shoes or shirt and they could see that his right nipple was pierced. He wore a small barbell with an emerald on either side of his nipple.
          “During the attack I cursed as many order members as I could and helped to protect Ha-your pet when they came for him.” Severus said in reply to a question that Harry had missed. Harry looked up sharply at that, knowing that Severus was lying to his master. Earlier the Order had attacked his home in hopes of rescuing Harry, which is how they all ended up captured and bound. It was a stupid move on their part, but Severus had been a key player on the light side. While the death eaters were distracted Severus had tried to “rescue” Harry himself and attempted to drag him away. Harry had promptly kicked him in the balls and then ran to find his master.
          Harry turned his head and looked at his master, when he received no acknowledgement he gently tugged on Voldemort’s robe.
          “Not now pet.” He said softly, irritation laced through his voice as he glanced down at Harry.
          “I’m sorry Master, but it’s important. He’s lying.” Harry said. Voldemort looked down at him, knowing that he pet would never lie to his master.
           “How so?”
          “During the attack, he didn’t protect me. He was firing spells at the death eaters. He broke into our room and tried to take me back to them. I kicked him and ran off. The flaming chickens found me soon after and were about to stun me when Rodolphus and Rabastan saved me. He’s lying. Snape has been a double agent for a long time now. He’s just trying to save himself.” Harry explained. Voldemort looked up at Severus sharply.
          “Is this true?” He asked.
          “Of course not! The little brat is lying to you.” Snape replied, glaring at Harry. Harry just smiled and leaned his head against Voldemort’s leg again.
          “My pet knows better than to lie to me. Rodolphus! Rabastan!” Voldemort called, the two death eaters came forward. “Did the both of you really rescue my pet from the enemy?”
          “Yes my Lord.” Rabastan replied.
           “However, I did not see Snape anywhere and there was an unknown person in a dark cloak who was throwing spells at us during the fight. Now that I think about it, none of them are as tall as that person was either.” Rodolphus added. Everyone turned to look at Snape, who grew very nervous.
          “Master, he told me that I was a worthless brat but he was going to take me back to my friends. I thought that he meant you so I followed him until I realized that he was trying to kidnap me. Please don’t be angry with me, I lost you in the discord and was just trying to find you. The Lestranges helped me.” Harry said, looking up at Voldemort with pleading eyes. Voldemort sighed and started to pat Harry’s hair again.
          “Oh pet, don’t worry. I’m not angry with you. Severus, on the other hand, I am very angry with him. Rodolphus! Rabastan! Tie Severus up and put him with the others.” Voldemort ordered.
            They quickly did so. Snape was bound, silenced and forced to kneel with the other Order members. They were about to go back to the crowd when a small hooded figure caught their eye. He was struggling fiercely, but strangely the hood of his cloak never fell off. Rabastan reached over and pulled the hood down, revealing short white, blonde hair.
            “Draco!” Lucius cried, stepping towards his son.
            “So, I have two traitors then.” Voldemort sneered. Draco looked at his father in anguish and shook his head.
            “No master! Draco is not a traitor.” Harry said. “He helped me to escape when the Order captured me. Dumbledore placed him under the Imperious curse. When I was captured they made the mistake of having him guard me. I helped him break the curse and he helped me to escape.”
            Voldemort snapped his fingers and Draco was released. Draco immediately stood up and pulled the cloak off. As he pushed his way through the group he kicked Dumbledore with a sneer. Then he bowed to Voldemort.
            “Thank you my lord.” Draco said. “ I am sorry that I cannot stop the Imperious curse, but after Harry helped me to break it. I was able to help him escape.”
            “Yet, you stayed behind. Why was that Dragon?” Voldemort asked.
            “I knew that Severus had betrayed us, and that you would need a new spy. I was in a perfect position to do just that. I was able to pretend that I was still under the curse and Harry cast a spell on me so that I could not be controlled again.”
            “What did you do after my pet made his escape?”
            “I alerted the order once I knew that he was safe back here. Then I prodded them slightly and coerced them into coming here. Once I knew of the plans I sent an owl to Harry so you wouldn’t be caught by surprise.”
            “How did you learn of their plan? Even under a curse they surely were not stupid enough to include you in their plans.”
            They were not. I stole this from the twins, it was very effective. It’s called an Extendable Ear.” Draco said, pulling a long flesh string out of his pocket. Voldemort nodded.
            “Not only did you rescue my pet and send him home, you were the main cause of our victory today. You will be handsomely rewarded for your achievements young Malfoy.” Voldemort said, tossing Draco’s wand to him. After the Order was captured Voldemort had confiscated all of their wands.
            “Thank you my Lord.” Draco said, he changed his clothing into his death eater robes and joined his father in the ranks.
            “Now…what shall we do with you lot?” Voldemort asked the silenced Order, who just glared back at him. “Any suggestions?” He asked his followers. They shouted out the typical torture and kill ideas, but none of them were creative enough for Voldemort. These people had harassed them for far too long, and they had stolen his precious pet away from him. Their punishment required something special. Then he smirked as he felt a slight tug on his pants. His little pet was just full of surprises today. He held up his hand to his death eaters and they all fell silent.
            “What is it pet?” Voldemort asked.
            “I have an idea Master.” Harry said softly. Normally this would be considered disrespect for a pet to interrupt their master or call to his attention during important meetings, but the death eaters were used to the dynamic between Voldemort and Harry. Harry was very smart and while it was unconventional, Voldemort often asked his pet for his opinion on things. In fact, some of their most lucrative raids and attacks were originally thought up by Harry. Most of the death eaters regarded him in almost as high of regards as Voldemort himself. However, there were a few select who thought that Harry should learn his place as a pet and keep quiet.
            “Oh, I do so love your ideas my pet. What is it?”
            “What if you turn them into pets?” Harry suggested.
            “Intriguing, go on.”
            “Well, you can have your most influential followers choose one of them as a pet, if they want one at all. After that, the ones who were not picked are given a choice. They can either become pets, and gain a master at a later date…or they can die.” Harry said with a smile. Voldemort stared at him for a moment and then threw his head back and laughed.
            “Oh what a marvelous idea my pet! I think we’ll do just that.” Voldemort said. Harry smiled, happy that he pleased his master. “What do you think pet, should we let them speak?” Harry thought about it for a moment and then nodded.
            “We can always silence them again if their voices offend your ears Master.”
            Voldemort laughed again and then removed the silencing spell. The Order was strangely quiet as they took in what their future was going to be. Finally one of them broke the silence.
            “Harry…how could you?” Hermione asked, tears streaming down her face. Harry looked up at his master and smiled.
            “I made a choice for myself this time. I don’t have to fight or run anymore. I don’t care what you people think about me. I’m happy here, with my Master.” Harry said. Then, before any other members of the Order could speak, Voldemort did.
            “Well, let’s hurry and get this over with. Any longer and this will cut into my play time with my pet.” Harry blushed and bit his lip as Voldemort said this. “Lucius, Draco, Rodolphus, Rabastan and Greyback come here.” The five men came forward and stood before their Lord.
            “You five have been extremely invaluable to our cause. Lucius, you have been my second in command since the beginning and you’re loyalty has never wavered, even in the most deplorable of times. Greyback, without you we never would have gained alliance with the magical creature clans. Rodolphus and Rabastan, you two have been my most loyal followers besides Lucius, and you saved my pet from being kidnapped again. Finally, Draco, you took on a role that you were never asked to and you excelled at it. Not only did you rescue my pet and send him home, but you set up the Order to be captured. You did what Severus never could. I did say that the five of you would be rewarded. You’re reward is a pet of your very own. You may pick from our prisoners here, and if none of them pleases you then we will find you a pet somewhere else.”
            “What??! Hell no!” Ron shrieked.
            “Silence!” Voldemort thundered. The five death eaters smiled and each took their turns in picking out a pet.
            “I choose Severus.” Lucius said with a smile. He conjured a black collar that spelled Severus’s name in silver writing.
            “Don’t you dare!” Severus hissed, evading Lucius’s hands.
            “Be good pet.” Lucius glared, holding Severus in place by his hair as he placed the collar on him. Then he pulled Severus back over to the others and spelled him to kneel at his side. All of the other future masters received the same resistance, but they all chose pets from the Order prisoners. They each were given a collar with their names on it. In the end Greyback chose Remus, Rodolphus chose Bill and Rabastan chose Hermione. However, when it came to Draco he seemed a bit indecisive.
            “Is something wrong young Malfoy?” Voldemort asked.
            “My Lord…is it possible for me to choose two pets? They come in a pair and it is very hard for me to choose between the two of them.” Draco asked. Voldemort chuckled.
            “Very well.” He replied.
            “Then I choose Fred and George Weasley.” Draco grinned, conjuring two black collars with green stripes in the middle. They were quickly collared and then Draco returned to the others.
            “Excellent choices.” Voldemort praised. “You will all receive your pets after they have been trained in the basics. Now we must decide who else will be trained. Any suggestions my pet? You know them best after all.”
            “I think that the best ones will be Ginny, Charlie, Tonks and…Ron.” Harry said, resting his head on Voldemort’s knee.
            “Harry please!” Ginny cried.
            “You can’t do this!” Ron raged as the four of them were collared with simple white collars and forced to join the other chosen pets. Harry just ignored his former friends.
            “So it’s settled. Take all the pets to the training room and all the others to the dungeons. Our meeting is adjourned. Come pet, it’s time for us to retire.” Voldemort said, Harry followed quickly behind his master.
            Harry stood at the foot of the bed he shared with his master as Voldemort undressed. He unashamedly watched as his master stripped.
            “Did I do good master?” He asked softly. Voldemort stopped as he unbuttoned his pants and looked up at his pet.
            “Of course love. You behaved excellently, as always.” Voldemort said.
            “Does..do I get a reward for such behavior?” Harry asked, biting his lip and trying to hide his growing erection from his master. Voldemort smirked. The only thing that he was grateful to Severus for was brewing a potion that returned him to a human looking 25 year old. He still had red eyes but the gray skin and stringy thinness was replaced with tanned skin and muscles. He also now had a normal nose and thick auburn hair. It endlessly amused him that his pet was so attracted to him.
            “I don’t know, do you think that you deserve such a reward?” Voldemort let his pants hang low on his hips as he stalked towards Harry.
            “Only if you do Master.” Harry replied, his eyes roaming Voldemort’s body.
            “I suppose that you have.” Voldemort grinned. He picked Harry up by the thighs and tossed him onto the bed. Harry landed with a small cry of surprise, but the next second Voldemort was kneeling over him.
            Harry smiled up at his master and ran his hands over Voldemort’s well-defined chest. Voldemort leaned down and kissed Harry passionately. Harry moaned into the kiss and tried to arch up into his master’s body, but Voldemort pulled back.
            “Naughty pet, touching me without permission. Be good or I’ll have to punish you.” Voldemort smirked.
            “Oh yes! Punish me master!” Harry moaned. It was no secret that Harry loved to be tied up. He moaned as Voldemort spelled his wrists to the headboard.
            “Is this what you want baby? Do you want me to ravish you?” Voldemort purred in his captive’s ear. Harry gasped, arching and experimentally pulling against the bonds.
            “Y-yes!” He said as Voldemort nibbled on his ear. Voldemort kissed and nibbled his way down Harry’s next to his nipple, leaving a chain of light hickeys. Then he licked Harry’s right nipple as he used his fingers to toy with the other, making Harry cry out and arch. He pinched harder as he began to nibble and suck on the nipple. Harry moaned and gasped.
            When both of Harry’s nipples were hard and aching he continued his way down Harry’s chest to the top of his pants. He slowly released the button and dragged the zipper down before ripping the pants off of his delectable pet. Voldemort’s pants had become uncomfortable so he quickly stripped the rest of his clothes off. Harry’s eyes roamed his body hungrily, making Voldemort smirk.
            “See something you like pet?” He teased. Harry just nodded. Voldemort licked his lips as he regarded Harry. His trim and lithe body was spread out just for Voldemort. His bound hands ensured that he would only be cumming from Voldemort’s cock and his spread legs were like an invitation to come and fuck him.
            Voldemort pulled a bottle of lube from their stash in Harry’s bedside table. He nibbled on Harry’s nipples some more as he lubed his fingers and slid one inside.
            “Master!” Harry cried, bucking his hips to get more. Voldemort grinned and wrapped his free hand around Harry’s cock as he added another finger, thrusting them into Harry’s body. Harry moaned and arched.
           “Oh! M-more! Please!” Harry moaned, pushing back onto Voldemort’s fingers.
            “Such an impatient little pet, well I guess that I can’t really complain about you being so cock hungry all the time.” Voldemort teased.
            “Please! Please Master!” Harry pleaded.
            “What is it Pet?” Voldemort asked, thrusting another finger into Harry’s writhing body.
            “Aah! Fuck me!” Harry cried. Voldemort grinned and pulled his fingers out. He lubed his cock and then pushed into Harry with one solid thrust.
             "Yes!” Harry cried. Voldemort didn’t wait for Harry to adjust and started fucking him hard and fast.
            “Oh! Oh! Merlin! Yes! Right there!” Harry cried, writhing beneath his master as his prostate was struck with each thrust. Voldemort leaned down and kissed Harry deeply
            “Please Master! Touch me!” Harry pleaded.
            “I don’t think so love. You wanted to be tied up. So you’re going to cum like this, just from me fucking you.” Voldemort said, panting with each thrust.
            “Oh god! Oh god!” Harry cried as Voldemort thrust harder. “S-slow down Master! I’ll cum!”
            “That’s what I want pet.” Voldemort smirked, using one of his hands to brace himself and the other to fondle Harry’s nipples.
            “Not yet!” Harry protested. Voldemort responded by thrusting faster, pummeling Harry’s prostate.
            “Fuck! Master!!!” Harry screamed, arching as he came hard. He panted hard as he fell back to the bed. “I didn’t want to cum yet master.”
            “Don’t worry pet. I’m not finished with you yet.” Voldemort smirked as he started thrusting again.
   Later that night Harry was strangely quiet as he snuggled into his master’s chest.
            “What is it pet? I know you have something on your mind.” Voldemort said.
            “I was just thinking about the pet training.” Harry said. “Master?” He asked a few moments later.
            “Yes pet?”
            “May I ask you a question without sounding too critical of a pet?”
            “That depends on the question. Ask, and I will decide from there.”
            “What do you think of the current training that we have in place for pets?”
            “Hmm…well it could do with a revamping. Important things are either not being taught or being taught incorrectly.” Voldemort replied. Harry nodded, remembering the few times that he was punished for breaking a rule that he was not even aware of. Afterwards, when he had been forgiven he would ask his master what he had done wrong. Harry had never seen Voldemort so tender or remorseful as he was after those wrongful punishments.
            “Master?” Harry said.
            “Yes pet?”
            “I don’t want the same mistakes that happened between us to happen to other pets.”
            “I agree, but there really isn’t anything that we can do about it. We don’t have a proper trainer.”
            “Well...what if I train them Master? Who better to train a pet than a pet? I already know the basic rules of being one, after that they would just have to learn master specific rules. Please master? I promise that it won’t interfere with my duties to you.” Harry said, looking up at his master.
            “You just want another project to work on.” Voldemort chuckled. It was no secret that Harry was very active. He usually was working on some sort of project, all for the benefit of his master. One day he had gotten bored and taken it upon himself to organize the entire library according to his master’s interests. He had become very adept at potions, under Lucius’s tutelage. In fact he was the only person who Voldemort trusted to make his potions. Harry also had a great sense of decorating style. One of the first things that Harry did once he was given his wand back was to re-decorate the manor in elegant blues, blacks, silvers and greens. He also used money from his personal vault to furnish the house with lavish and expensive furniture, a surprise to his master. When Voldemort asked why he did so Harry responded by saying that the house of the Dark Lord needed to be extravagant and make all his followers jealous. Other than the recent Order capture, things had been rather slow around the manor so it was no surprise that Harry had started looking for his next project.
            “Well, yes, but I think that it would be very helpful. As…talented as Avery is, he does not make for a very good pet instructor.” Harry said.
            “What if one of those unruly hooligans tries to hurt you? You are my pet, it is my obligation to keep you safe and care for you. It was your one request in the deal.” Voldemort said. Harry giggled and kissed Voldemort.
            “Silly Master. I still have my wand, and even though I don’t practice all that often my level of magic has not gone down. I am still powerful, but if it would make you feel better then I can ask Draco to help me. Please Master? Please?” Harry pleaded. Voldemort sighed.
            “Alright love. You may teach the new pets, but only if you keep your wand on you at all times and only with one of my followers with you. Draco is a fine choice, but if he is too busy to do so then let me know and I will assign a death eater to accompany you.”
            “Yay! Thank you so much master!” Harry said happily, kissing Voldemort deeply.
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