KW-Harry Potter, a captured mine worker, and Naga Willis, a snake hybrid, are captured and made the dark lord's slaves. They find comfort in one another after brutal nights of sex and confide in one another when they both begin to enjoy the pain. When the dark lord suddenly takes a softer turn, treating them to exotic foods, gifting them their own wing in his castle, and caressing them gently at night, they revel in it. Suddenly, he kicks them out. Going home, heartbroken and depressed, they decide not to leave him so easily. Mpreg, kinda-Abuse, basic-rape, some gore (not much). (Not as bad as it sounds). TO BE HONEST, most of this was written on a mobile device due to computer problems so a lot of the text looks hella weird, please comment with constructive criticism and opinions (even if it's just hate mail).


"Harry? Is that you?" called Remus from the kitchen.

"Yes it's me, yes I know I'm late, you've been worried sick, and it's past city curfew, I just got caught up at the train station", Harry interrupted his godfather before he could begin to scold him.

"Harry?" Teddy peeked around the corner, "why are you home so late?"

Harry pulled the littlest Lupin into his arms.

"I was just doing some shopping is all," he paused, pulling a small black box out of his jacket pocket, "I found something for you," he held two small pins in his hand, a small, yellow dog and a scaly, green, snake. He pinned the snake onto Teddy's pant leg so that when his shirt was untucked, it would be covered. "Now, we'll always have a reminder of one another," he declared, ceremoniously pining the dog on his undershirt.

"Thank you Harry," Teddy murmured, toying with the pin.

"You're welcome. Now off to bed with you or half breakfast tomorrow!" Harry bellowed. Teddy raced off to bed, not wanting to upset his older cousin.

"I was wondering when you'd get in here," Sirius mused as Harry entered the kitchen, "we have to talk," he continued standing up straight. "Voldemort's guards have been around, taking young women and men. Those that were returned and could regain their sanity say that they've been looking for whores to enslave, and you my dear boy, fit the bill-".

"I don't like talking about this," Molly Weasley interjected, "There are too many children in this house to speak of such things," She warned stepping over to the sink to begin washing dishes.

"Even if there are children nearby, many must be warned. I understand your concern Molly, I truly do, but you must understand my concern as well" He insisted. Molly sighed and turned to her work, shaking her head and mumbling. "Harry, I want you home before curfew, is that understood?" Harry nodded and withdrew from the kitchen.

(A/N: Harry, Luna, Naga, Dean, Goyle, and Lavender are 17. Hermione, Draco, Neville, Seamus and Ron are 18. Teddy and Dennis (Collin's actual brother) are almost four. Ginny, Cho, and Collin are 14. Fred and George are 22, Charlie, Bill, and Percy are 25 [Yes I know they're actually a few years apart])

All of Harry's friends and family lived in the same place. A shabby, old, four story office building. The first floor windows were boarded and covered over with fabric and there were none on the other floors. The rooms were made with bolted down dividers, which were made of various scraps of wood. The first floor contained the kitchen and a very small living area, which was only used when someone was sick and had to be separated from the others. The rest of the space was makeshift and could be changed for training, inventing, sewing, and anything else you could think of.

The second floor was for storage. Cardboard boxes of trinkets to sell, non-perishable foods, scrapbooks, metal parts, old toys, extra blankets, and everything else not being used. Snape and Remus insisted on the organisation of this floor. All of the food on one side, all of the wood, metal, plastic, and fabric on the other. Linens, clothing, and accessories in one corner, and old toys and trinkets in the other.

The third floor is most of the adults slept, excluding Fred, George, Charlie, Bill, and Percy. Instead of dividers, there were sheets or old curtains hanging from the ceiling. There was an empty space in the middle of all of the 'rooms' where the adults spoke on matters without the children. When conversations included the children, all curtains were draw and the makeshift beds (most were stacked sleeping bags or pillows sewed together) were pushed against the walls.

The fourth floor, with was by far the most colorful, was the most constantly populated. This crowded floor had thick walls (the building is full of moody, loud teens) made of layered scraps though many of the rooms and beds were shared. Graffiti, pictures, newspaper clippings, collages, makeshift jewelry, and colorful fabrics cover the 'walls' and the floor is littered with stuffed animals, blankets, pillows, stuffing, books, magazines and everything else any child would use. On one of Lucius' few trips to the fourth floor, he referred to it as a 'colorful mass of eternal haphazardness'. The 'rooms' were small and the doors were unhinged or nonexistent.

When Harry made it to the fourth floor, he was bombarded with a horde of questions.

"I just got caught up while I was shopping Hermione, I'm fine," She didn't look convinced, but he dropped it when she and Ron snuck in much later than him. Harry shared his room with Ron, Seamus, and Teddy. He flopped down next to Teddy and fell to sleep with the dull sound of music nearby.

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When Harry woke up, Teddy's head was on top of his stomach and Seamus was draped over his legs. He successfully slipped from underneath them and dragged himself to the kitchen.

"Good morning Harry," Draco lilted from the stove, "I've already made your plate. Hurry and eat, you have work," He continued, not once glancing up at him. Harry mumbled his thanks and sat the the front porch with his breakfast. Draco's food was always the best, at least to Harry. Molly and the young Malfoy had always fought over who was the better cook. No one made public whose food they thought was better except for Severus and Arthur who each sided with their respective lovers. (Yes I ship Snape and Draco, get over it). As well as Teddy Lupin of course. He believed that Harry's food was the best and refused to eat anything not made by Harry when he was sick.

When he was finished, he threw the paper plate into the trashcan on the sidewalk and jogged to the bus stop. About half an hour later, the bus came and he squeezed into the crowded bus.

"Welcome aboard Harry," laughed Hagrid as Harry found himself a seat.

"Good morning Hagrid, looks like it'll rain today," Harry replied. They went on like this the whole ride, small talk about weather, Cho Chang, Olympe Maxime, Ron, Sirius, Dragons, and other lore.

"Whelp, this is everyone's stop, everyone outta my bus!" Hagrid chimed, opening the bus doors in a tunnel.

Harry and the other men on the bus trudged through the dirt tunnel to the mines. They came together in a wooden shack and dressed in their mining clothes there. Their clothes consisted of leather gloves, brown overalls, a black shirt and goggles. Harry and three other men were working on a vein of Gypsum. They pulled the cart down the rough, dirt road and began to chip away at the earth.

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After work, Harry flopped down on the seats of the bus. Many of the other workers got picked up from work or drove with supervisors so it was just him and a few other workers that night. After saying his goodbyes to Hagrid, he trudged to the public bathrooms. He silently thanked Hermione for packing him a buy a locker get a free bath every month coupon. He sighed when he finally slipped into the hot water. It was two hours later when he realized it was 20 minuets till city curfew. He quickly washed up and dressed before climbing the fire escape and hopping across the flat rooftops to his home.

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Harry was only two minuets late slipping through an air vent and into Draco, Goyle and Crabbe's room. When he padded into the kitchen, Sirius was fuming.

"Harry!" He shouted, "Where have you been!" He exclaimed, grabbing the teen's shoulder.

"I dozed off in the baths is all," Harry murmured shyly.

"Is all? IS ALL?" Remus cried. He had been silent until that point, "What if someone had tried to take you?"

"Moony-"

"NO!" Remus exclaimed,"I don't think you understand the gravity of this situation Harry! Someone could take you away from us. They could grab you and drag you to the dark lord's castle and you would be-"

"ENOUGH!" Molly exclaimed, "Harry, to bed with you, now." She ordered. Harry looked between the angry adults and decided it was in his best interest to leave.

That night, he tossed and turned in bed. Teddy was sound asleep and burrowed into his chest. Seamus and Ron were still awake and pounding away at handheld games. Harry tried counting sheep, he tried relaxing each muscle, he tried everything he could think of. He finally drifted off to sleep, with blurry dreams of an unknown danger.