-This story is a work of pure fiction. I do not own any of the characters or the franchise. The story is rated M for extreme sexual content, some torture and language. Please take caution before reading.-

The Magical Life of Enslavement

Chapter: 01

The large trunk fell to the ground with a loud THUD.

"Be careful with that trunk, you oaf! I don't want my goods to be damaged by your clumsiness!"

Harry Potter was fuming! He had just come back from a trip to London and all he wanted was to rest. However, he couldn't do that properly if his servant kept being so irresponsible with the luggage. Mainly the trunk he was currently pointing to.

"If I find a single crack in that trunk when I wake up, Draco Malfoy, I'll have you flogged!"

"Yessir, sorry sir" said the terrified young boy.

At the age of 14 Harry Potter was a very wealthy wizard. He had a huge mansion with a property so large that the nearest neighbors were 10 miles away.

How did he get so wealthy, you ask? Well when he discovered his dead parents left him quite a big of money at the wizard bank he immediately cast a spell on the money so that it would double in size and keep growing. He could make it stop and grow on his command.

But all Harry was thinking about right now was wanting to sleep. He went upstairs to the master bedroom, with a wave of his wand closed the curtains, got into the huge bed and went to sleep.

He must've slept for a couple of hours because when he woke up it was dark outside. He got dressed and noticed the trunk was at the foot of the bed. Smirking because of what was inside it he walked to it, sat on it and knocked his heel on it a few times. He chuckled when he felt the trunk slightly jump and shake.

Going downstairs, Harry found the pathetic Malfoy boy serving dinner on the table. That was probably the only thing he was good for. Harry sat down to eat and it was actually pretty good, better than the food on the bloody train he rode home.

Finished with his meal, Harry headed upstairs to his room where he saw the trunk again. Deciding "What the hell..." he opened the lid to reveal a sackcloth bag with something alive inside. Using his wand, Harry levitated the bag out of the box, opened the top, flipped it upside down and out fell a girl onto the ground.

"Good evening, you filthy mud blood," Harry spat at her, " I hope you didn't have a pleasant ride."

"As a matter of fact, I didn't," she spat back, "Now will you tell me why the hell I'm here, oh famous Harry Potter?!"

"Well you see, I bought you from your parents. You know how poor they were, so when they saw the chance to get some easy money they jumped on it," he told the girl, "You are to be my personal slave. I will do everything and anything I want to you."

"No, it's not possible. They'd never do that to me. They love me too much!"

"They loved the thought of actually being able to survive another year even better."

"Please, let me go... I... I won't tell anyone what you did! I just want to go home..."

"I've already paid for you, so now I own you for good. You will do as I say or else I just might use the Cruciatus curse on you, or even worse...!"

The girl lowered her head in defeat and nodded.

"Good. Now stand. I will take you to your room now."

She stands and starts following him out of his room and down the hall.

"I look forward to using and humiliating you... Hermione!"

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