Their Master, Loved

by Where's My Shoe

After nearly losing his Godfather in the DOM, Harry is tired and starting to doubt those who call themselves Light. One night at the Dursleys, he is visited by two men who have come to tell him that there is more than meets the eye. See how Harry juggles a fickle public, and a manipulative headmaster all while learning to love for the first time. Slash Dumbles&co bashing

1. Chapter 1

Title: Their Master Loved

Length: 732 words

Disclaimer: "Yeah I totally own Harry Potter and its characters and live in a huge mansion with pet tigers!" says the less than sane author as she munches on pixie stix. But no seriously, I am a 15 year-old teenager with only a cat with attitude problems in my name. In other words: I own nothing.

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In a castle beneath the deepest layers of the earth a man watched his kingdom from the window of his study. With dark, shoulder length hair, cold blue eyes, and a tall, moderately muscled stature, the man was beautiful, yet intimidating to those around him. Beside him, another man stood almost unnoticeably shorter than him with the same build but hellish red eyes and white hair tied at the nape of his neck. At the moment, the former was thinking over what his associate just reported to him.

"You mean to tell me that Albus Dumbledore, the supposed most powerful wizard since Merlin and Leader of the 'light' placed a child of prophesy into an abusive environment?" a deep, smooth voice questioned as the dark haired man turned towards the other.

"Yes, and the child was there for ten years and has been there every summer since receiving his Hogwarts letter 5 years ago." The white haired man replied his face and tone emotionless but his red eyes darkened in anger.

The dark haired man noticed this, and, curious as to what could anger his longtime friend, inquired, "There is something else you need to tell me, old friend. And by the waves of anger I can practically see rolling off of you; I know I'm not going to like it."

"Apparently, Hadrian has told Dumbledore of the abuse himself; begging the headmaster to stay at school over the summer every year since his first." "And Dumbledore did nothing about it?"

"Didn't even give the damn muggles a warning, just told the boy that a spanking here and there and one or two chores wouldn't hurt him and to stop exaggerating. He claims that the blood wards around the property were the only things keeping him safe from the dark lord and that they would only work where those of his mother's blood reside."

The dark haired man narrowed his eyes and clenched his fists. The nerve of that old goat, he had no idea just who's life he was fucking around with. "Cain."

"Yes my king?"

"I want Hadrian out of that house and out of the old man's hands as quickly and inconspicuously as possible. I will not let that Merlin wannabe manipulate and use what is ours. Do you understand, old friend?"

"Yes, King Abaddon I understand."

The red eyed man, now identified as Cain, the General and High President of Hell, vanished into the stuffy, sweltering air, leaving Abaddon to his thoughts.

Soon after Cain left, Abaddon growled at the thought of what Dumbledore intended to happen to the child. Oh, he knew what the old man was trying to accomplish. Beneath the kind, grandfatherly persona he put up, Albus Dumbledore was nothing but a manipulative, old fool with an appetite for power. He wanted glory and riches and he didn't care how he achieved them; so long as none of his pawns found out about it. But Dumbledore's manipulations reached an all-time high seventeen years ago when he claimed to have heard a prophesy predicting the fall of the dark lord, Voldemort. The "prophesy" spoke of a child born in the end of July to those who defied Voldemort three times defeating him with a power he knows not. When told the contents of the prophesy, two families that applied to the prophesy went into hiding by Dumbledore's request: the Longbottoms and the Potters.

On Samhain of 1981, the Potters and Longbottoms were attacked. But when the dark lord turned his wand on the Potters' son, Hadrian, or Harry, the killing curse he used backfired on him and his body was destroyed, leaving Harry to be named the Boy-Who-Lived, savior of the Light. Dumbledore told anyone who asked where Harry was that he was with family, but his exact location remained unknown to all but Dumbledore, who placed Harry with his mother's sister, Petunia, and her family, a family that hated anything to do with magic

Abaddon was disgusted. To use an innocent child as naught but a plaything, a pawn, was sickening. And the wizarding world remained ignorant of this, not seeing past the mask of a harmless old and senile headmaster. But what the old wizard didn't know was that he just invoked the wrath if the king of hell and his right hand demon.

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So, this is prologue for my very first fanfic. This might be the shortest chapter I write or it might be the longest, I don't know. And updates might be really random until I get organized. So please review and if you have any tips for me or advice PM me. I am writing chapter one now so it should be up soon.

Oh, and I absolutely can NOT take credit for the plot idea in its entirety. This fanfic was inspired by .Xanda's Bound in Servitude. I got the idea of Abaddon and Cain from her; I only changed their names and shifted their personalities some. So a big thanks you to her and to you for reading this. So that's it I think… Oh! Can somebody tell me how I can beta. I need another person's view on my story.

Alright, that's it. You can stop reading if you even continued to this point. See Ya!

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