Hero of Britten; Gleek of Lima

Chapter 1, it all begins

(a/n) this will be slash. You have been warned

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Warning: there will be sexual content and slight torture (if you can call it that... more like sexual punishment….), as well as violence in this chapter.

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On with the show


Corpses gathered in piles, curses bounding off his shield erected keeping the world away from him and the monster laying in front of him. Harry began to chant, his green eyes glowing with power as the most ancient of runes glowed in turn creating a pentagram of pure light power. In the center stood Harry with the monster laying at his feet. Sorrow grief regret and pity filled his eyes as with one final word, he shot a last spell forcing the light into his captures body. The monster, for a brief moment turned human again, before all the light left his eyes and he collapsed. The blue shield surrounding them dropped and everything went still.

Harry could only stair at the very human body in front of him. He watch as a sole Wisped up from the body, nodding his appreciation before departing to the next greatest adventure. When he finally looked up he saw everyone, light and dark, on bended knee with their head bowed. He looked around in confusion catching the eye of Severus Snape, the one person whose eyes weren't averted, and giving a look that clearly said 'what the hell is going on. Snape grabbed hold of the hand next to him causing Lucius Malfoy to look up in alarm at his lover who nodded toward Harry. Seeing the confusion in the young man's face caused understanding to light his eyes.

"To the victor goes the spoils." He spoke simply. Eyes averted submissively. Shock ran through him as he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Is that all you were to him?" the boy spoke softly. "Spoils? An item to be auctioned off once he had his fill of you?" the boy grabbed his arm at the elbow and helped him up. "Look at me Lucius." He commanded in a voice not to be disobeyed. He looked into vibrant green eyes that shined with righteous anger

"Yes" he said sadly looking back down at his mark. The boy grabbed his forearm and

"No. you are people. People who made bad choices, yes, people who need to be punished for your wrongs, of course, but not mindless slaves to be sold. This mark makes you 'mine' now, yes. But you are not objects and I will not treat you as such." He tapped the mark turning it from a skull and snake to a phoenix with a lightning bolt behind it. Then waved his hand and everyone with a mark gasped as it too changed. He addressed the crowd "You will need to be punished. You will meet with me sometime this week. I will go to you and we will discuss the punishment that best fits your crimes. If you try and escape, I will find you, and you will be sorry for trying to escape. You have my word, your penalty will not be inhumane. Anyone who was not marked will NOT seek revenge against those who are. They are under my authority now and you have my word, you will have their apologies by the end of their retribution. The war is over. This is a time for healing. I will not have the world I saved turned into a slaughter house of revenge. Some of you will find the punishments I dole out to lenient, but that hardly matters, they will be punished fairly, and it will fit the crime. That being said, anyone who seeks out extra revenge will be punished as strongly as the person they attempted to exact revenge against. As you are technically mine, anyone who attempts to get out of punishment will have few rights. I am placing trust in you and if you break that by committing more crimes then you already have, or slithering away to avoid the consequences of your actions, I promise you, your existence will not be fun. I will give you over to trusted friends, and allow them to dole out your punishment with guidelines and you will live as the slave you technically are. As such, if you follow your punishment, and properly… repent for lack of a better word, you will be forgiven and able to go about your normal lives, with a few changes and restrictions, and no psychopath of course." Once he was done, No one dared to speak. His power flowing off him in waves as he scanned the crowd for anyone who dare defy him. once sure no one would go against him, Harry let his magic flair before he turned on his heal and briskly walked back to the castle.


The rest of the week was spent meeting with former death eaters and coming up with proper discipline for them. All including some kind of community servos, some kind of restriction of their magic, and some kind of restriction of their freedom. By the end of every meeting, every one of them understood exactly what they had done, and exactly how lucky they were to have Harry as a master instead of Voldemort. He had yet to hit a snag. Granted, he had yet to meet with the inner circle and the more vicious ones yet. But so far, everyone respected his authority over them. Finally he made it to Malfoy Manor.

Harry entered the manor and was immediately greeted by four different house elves. They led him into the sitting room, and offered him tea and biscuits. Lord Malfoy was there within three minutes of his arrival and knowing Harry had complete control of his life now stayed submissive throughout the greeting and offered harry to sit in his usual black leather winged backed chair.

"You can stop now." Harry said softly "I'm not going to ruin you." he sat down on the comfortable couch next to the offered chair making the only place for Lucius to sit, and not be at an awkward angle the entire meeting, the Love seat across from him. He purposely chose this seating arrangement (usually used only with family and close friends, the head of the family on the couch and the other on the love seat) because it showed his power without being imposing and put Lucius in a subconsciously more submissive state allowing him to relax and better take Harry's authority without being frightened. Harry sat up strait and got strait to business.

"I want to know what YOU feel you deserve for the crimes you have committed." Taken aback Lucius said ashamed

"Azkaban"

"Really? Because I don't. In fact, I have a contract that, if agreed to will keep you out of Azkaban. If you violate it, there will be consequences also outlined in the contract." Harry pointed his wand at the new mark and drug it away slowly, a role of parchment coming out of the mark. Taking a cookie he read aloud the terms.

"You, Lucius Malfoy:

1) Are mot to own another living being for a year. This includes house elves, snakes, dogs, cats, horses, and those albino peacocks that are currently living at the manor. They will go to a home of your choice and you may visit once a week. You will be evaluated at the end of one year to see if your value of life has increased. If it has, this punishment will be revoked. If it has not, you another year will be added. The same applies to any added time.

2) Are not to leave your manor for one year. The exceptions being when you go to see your pets, when you go to the house elf rescue and rehabilitation center (or H.E.R.R.C.) and the orphanages I will be setting up at which you will volunteer. If at the end of your year of house arrest I believe you have learned your lesson you may go to select other arias, until I feel you have sufficiently changed your ways. However, there are places you will never be allowed to enter again.

3) You will volunteer at the H.E.R.R.C. for the next five years, as well as both a wizarding and muggle orphanages.

4) You will, for the next three years, give half the yearly interest you accrue to any 3 scholarships of your choice that you will now be in charge of.

5) You are not to own a wand for the next six months. Unless you are using it to better aid the places you volunteer.

Harry paused for a moment to explain his reasoning. "I want you to appreciate what muggles go through all there life. I also believe the sense of accomplishment earned from hands on work will be good for you." He continued

"If you violate these terms, I as your lord, have the right to:

1) Take over the Malfoy lordship

2) Keep you confined to an aria for a set amount of time

3) Keep you confined to my side for a set amount of time

4) Elongate the set terms

5) Use corporal punishment

6) Send you to Azkaban

I reserve the right to change or add to the punishment as I see fit, and swear on my magic never to abuse the power I hold over you."

Harry looked up from the contract. " this means You may keep your lordship; however, if you violate these terms, and I will know if you do," he looked down at the mark "I will take over as lord Malfoy since it will have become clear you intend to dishonor the name Malfoy. It also is a get out of Azkaban free card. Do you agree to the terms?"

"My lord, I have a few questions if that is permissible" Lord Malfoy whispered, not believing that he got off without a single year of Azkaban.

"Ask away, and don't call me 'my lord'" he shivered reminded brutally of the title they gave the man he killed

"May I have visitors in the year of house arrest?"

"For your safety, and the safety of others, I shall give you a list of names that can visit you. I will change the wards to only permit those I allow."

Lucius, head bowed, asked in a voice so quiet Harry almost didn't hear "can Severus be on that list?" a blush creeping onto his face

Harrys smile broadened "of course" he winked causing a blush to creep up Lucius's neck. Visibly pulling himself together, he added almost as an afterthought "and may I hold a funeral for my wife?"

"Of course, and you may even attend it. I am not cruel" Harry said handing over the contract for inspection

"corporal punishment?" Lucius asked slightly affronted. He was not a naughty teenager!

"Yes. I reserve the right to take you over my knee if you ever do something to deserve it. You clearly didn't have a good spanking when you were younger, so you joined a mad man in a phase of rebellion. If you deserve it, I will spank you no matter what your age." He managed to say with a straight face. The idea behind that was for all minor offences of rebellion. Ones that it would be too harsh to take enforce stronger punishment, but that couldn't be left alone.

"Yes… sir..." he said embarrassed that his new lord would ever consider that. "And what of my job?"

"I have made accommodations so you could continue all your work from home. Any more questions?"

"No sir. I agree. Thank you very much" with that, Harry took his want and made a shallow cut on Lucius's left thumb allowing the blood to drip on the contract. Magic swirled around him binding him to the contract and creating a copy.

Handing Lucius the paper and a mirror he said "this one is yours, and this is if you have any questions, need something, or just want to talk. I will be leaving Britten to live somewhere else as soon as everything is in order but I never want to be unreachable. You can always come to me. I will be back next week to check that everything is in order. Have a good day Lucius." He said and promptly showed himself out.


Next he went to see the Zabinis. Surprisingly, he the mark told him that both Blaise and his father were no longer in Britten, but instead in Muggle France. When he arrived, he immediately smelled the coppery twinge of blood. Not bothering to be polite he went into fight mode, entering with wand out and searching the entire house for any sign of where it came from. A crash came from below the small sitting aria and he let his magic out to search for a way into the cellar. Finding the door behind the bookshelf Harry flew down the newly reviled stares, the coppery sent getting stronger with each step he descended.

"YOU WORTHLESS ANIMAL I SHOULD HAVE YOU PUT DOWN LIKE THE FREEK YOU ARE HOW DARE YOU TALK BACK TO ME! IT'S YOUR FAULT OUR LORD IS DEAD!" the sound of something hitting skin and a strangled cry was all Harry needed to fly down wand blazing firing stunner after hex after jinx until the older man lay immobile on the floor, bound, gagged, and silenced. In a deadly quiet voice Harry asked "What the HELL do you think you are doing?"

a moan escaped the bleeding body chained to the wall. Harry stepped over and unchained his old shy classmate, catching the naked teen before he fell to the cold stone floor. Taking off his outer robe, Harry draped it over the broken boy's uninjured shoulder.

"I will be back to deal with you later, but for now" he waved his wand and the older man was now chained where his son once was. "Think about the pain you've caused." Harry grabbed Blaise and appariated home.

Blaise whimpered as Harry set him down on the couch and undid the cloak. Harry moved to leave and get his supplies and call Snape, but stopped when he felt a hand grab his shirt. "It's ok, just let me get my friend and I'll be right back. He will help you better than I can" He said in a soft and soothing voice. The grip loosened and he left quickly going to his mirror to call Severus.

"What do you want Potter?" Severus said without his usual malice his hair messy and his robe noticeably askew.

"I need you to come to number 12 now. Bring your emergency potion kit and the stuff to get rid of infections. Same floo code" He said then smirked "and tell Lucius I said hello and sorry for interupting."

"I'll be right there" Severus growled looking slightly embarrassed. Harry could have sworn he heard the man mumble "cheeky brat" before leaving.

Harry went back to the couch where Blaise was, put a blanket over his abused and shivering body then went and sat down next to his head and lifting it to rest on his lap causing the coco boy to flinch violently. Harry ignored it and stroked his hair soothingly humming a song Ginny use to sing to him when he got stressed. Ginny, lovely Ginny. He would always miss the first girl he ever loved. She died in the hospital a year ago from a curse with no cure that slowly drained her energy and magic until she didn't have enough to power her heart. He stayed with her every minute until her last breath talking about the end of the war and what their lives would be like after. The quiet life they would have. They decided three kids, a dog and a horse, with a house in the country. They would start an elementary school for magical muggleborns, a small town for the muggle families of the children and a sister school for the nonmagical siblings. They had gotten married barely three months ago and decided to wait until the end of the war before kids. They talked until she couldn't talk anymore and then he just held her until she finally let go. His last words to her were "tell mom and dad I love them and I'll see you soon." She mustered up just enough energy to smile and say "not too soon young man" the same way her mom always did. "Find love. I'll be watching over you. You find love or I'll haunt you. You deserve it. I'll always Love you." Before her heart gave out. She was always strong, even in her dying moments she commanded him. He had cried for days, not coming out of his room until Draco, Ron, and Hermione forced him too. He smiled a small teary smile at the memory.

He was snapped out of his musings when the floo roared to life spitting out a graceful Severus with a bag in hand directly into the Living-room. He saw the boy and gestured for Harry to get up, but when he tried, the boy on his lap let out a pitiful whimper. Sighing Harry cooed to the injured boy "he's going to help you sweetie can I get up so he can help you?" Blaise fiercely shook his head and held tight to Harry's robe. Harry stroked his hair again "I won't leave, and you can hold my hand if you'd like. He needs to be able to see you. I'll be right here. Okay?" reluctantly the boy nodded and Harry got up successfully this time and knelt down holding his hand. "See I'll stay right here." Then addressing Severus he said "am I in the way?" Severus shook his head and went to work, first taking off the blanket causing the boy to thrash and Harry to start humming and stroking his hand again until he calmed down.

An hour went by and Severus was still working at mending bones, healing whipping marks and soothing bruises. Three hours went by and the boy finally fell asleep. Harry lifted him up Bridle style and carried him to his spare room then conjured a second bed for him to sleep on in case the boy woke up in the night, so he wouldn't panic at being alone.

"Thank you for your help Sev. You can take my bed if you'd like. It's almost midnight. I'm going to sleep in here."

"Who did this" was the first thing Severus said all night that wasn't to do with medical problems.

"Blaxon" Harry said blandly

"well what do you plan to do with him? i know you and you would never let a child abuser get off." the am questioned

"I'll be dealing with him in two days when I feel he's had enough of being chained. He will be a servant for the rest of his life. Most likely to a family like the Weasleys, who won't hurt him but it will be degrading for him. Maybe the twins. Who knows? I'll bind his magic for the use of anything but cleaning and take over lordship with Blaise as my heir. I warned everyone what would happen if they tried to get out of punishment or committed anymore crimes then they already had" Harry sighed. He hated doing this, but monsters like Blaxon deserved it.

"You're the same age as his son. Just months older. You would have to take him in as your charge since he is still under age. But since you are emancipated I see no problem with that. Besides, didn't you say you were moving to America with Remus and Sirius? They would have to agree to take him in too."

"If they don't then I'll move out on my own" he replied nonchalantly "but once they hear what he went through they won't say no. I promise. Now go to bed, or go back to Lucius. I don't care which." He shrank some of his pajamas to fit the small broken boy and slipped them on him without waking him up and tucked him into the full sized bed before changing his own cloths and shimming into bed waiting for sleep to take over.


A scream woke Harry up in the middle of the night. Harry jumped, grabbed for his wand, a curse on his lips before his memory caught up to him. He ran over to the thrashing boy in the bed next to him one look and saw the boy clawing at his bleeding wrists. Harry climbed in one arm holding the boy to his chest keeping the darker hands immobile and Harry's other hand stroking Blaise's hair. Humming and cooing nonsense until the boy went limp in his arms. The only sign he was still awake was his uneven breathing and the slight tremors through his body.

"shh, it's okay, I'm here, you're safe. Nothing's going to hurt you. I wont let it." Harry started to sing low a song from a movie he saw Dudley watch and got to watch part of from the kitchen.

"nothin's gonna harm you, not while I'm around.

Nothin's gonna harm you, no sir, not while I'm around.

Demons are prowling everywhere, nowadays,

I'll send 'em howling, I don't care, I got ways.

No one's gonna hurt you, No one's gonna dare.

Others can desert you, Not to worry, whistle, I'll be there.

Demons'll charm you with a smile, for a while,

But in time...

Nothing can harm you

Not while I'm around..."

He sang softly rocking the shaking boy and holding out the notes calmly with a slightly husky voice, feeling the sporadic breathing of the boy in his arms finally even out.

"You're a really good singer Harry" came a rough voice from the door surprising both boys into looking up.

"Yes, you are. What was it? It was nice." seconded Blaise

"Thank you. That was from the musical Sweeny Todd. Blaise, I'm moving to America and was hoping you would come with me. I'd take care of you and we would live with Remus and Sirius. We'd go to a muggle high school and learn how to be normal teens. How does that sound? You'd be my charge and I'll never let anyone hurt you again. We'd be…"

"Harry" Blaise said softly, cutting off harry mid ramble

"yes" Harry answered

"We'd be like brothers right?"

"Of course"

"I've always wanted a big brother"

"Then come with me"

"Okay" Blaise Mumbled, falling back asleep

Harry chuckled before falling asleep again, his new younger brother curled safely to his chest. From the door Severus watched the whole thing play out with slight amusement.

The next morning they woke up tangled together, both slightly embarrassed by the sentimentality of last night but neither said anything about it except to greet each other as 'big brother' or 'little brother' every time they passed one another much to the amusement of Severus. And so it went for the next two days, Harry leaving in the morning to visit other Death Eaters and coming back late at night and curling up with his younger brother, until Harry decided it was time to visit Blaxon.

"Sev" he called "come down here if you want to be part of this visit."

"And what pray tell would that visit be?"

"The one where I tell Blaxon Zabini that he is no longer a Zabini and that he is now a slave to the Weasley twins."

"Shouldn't you tell the Weasley twins first?"

"Good point I'll meet you in two hours at this house." Harry put two fingers to Severus's temple and sent him a picture and address of the house then headed out the door, but not before shouting to Blaise that he had work to do and would be back later.


Harry arrived at WWW and went straight in quickly casting a shield to repel the hair coloring charm the twins put on the door. "BIG BROTHERS I'M HOME" Harry shouted an inside joke up to the twins causing several costumers to look at him oddly before realizing who he is and getting down on bended knee. "OH get up" Harry said exasperatedly. "I'm no king and I don't wish to be knelt in front of." Slowly they all got up and resumed shopping, at least pretending to shop while eavesdropping on the hero.

"LIL BROTHER! YOU MADE IT" Fred said flying down the stairs!

"We were wondering"

"When you would grace"

"Us with your magnificent presence"

"Oh great one"

"oh leader of the light"

"oh king of all kings

They said switching off speaking and finishing as one. Harry just laughed and said "I'm actually here for business today. I need to talk to you in privet."

"Sure"

"Thing"

"Boss"

They said. And led him up to their flat above the store.

"Shoot"

"I need you to take a slave for me. A child abuser who is scum of the earth. I'll still own him but you need to take charge of him. This is punishment for abusing a very dear friend of mine. You can have full range of punishment, baring death and I am the only one who gets to send him to Azkaban. You may use him for whatever you would like. But I need him to feel… Humiliated."

Their mouths dropped in unison before a frightening gleam reached their eyes. And they said at once

"Test subject."

Harry's smile broadened "he might not be very happy about this at first so you may have to show him… the light" he said with a vindictive smile.

"can we have hot kinky sex with him?" asked Fred. Fred and Gorge, while together, were both very dominant personalities. They needed a submissive to balance them out, and binding him as a sex slave would be the perfect thing. not only would it serve to humiliate him and punish him for his crimes, but it would also fix there clashing bedroom behavior.

"of course." Was Harry's simple reply. And you can test your new adult line. I know how much you love those candy aphrodisiac apples you made."

"When do we get him?" George asked licking his lips in anticipation

"in about three hours." Answered Harry "see you then with a slave bound and gagged. He is fairly attractive too. If it weren't for that whole child abusing thing." he added as an afterthought. And with that, he left to the house in France to meet with Blaxon and Sev.


Harry made a pit stop at the pet store to buy a leash and collar and charmed it to block all magic unless the person(s) keyed to it allowed before he apparated straight inside of the house startling Severus who had let himself in minutes before and they both headed down to the cellar. On the wall, still chained and gagged was a limp Blaxon. Harry got straight to business. He walked up to the man and fastened a collar on him, linked it to his magic, and said

"You are now a slave. You have no rights except those your masters give you. You will not protest anything they do. You WILL obey every wish they have. IF you are good for five years, I may let you free. But your magic will always be bound to the wish of your masters, and you will always ware a coller to let everyone know what you did."

Severus took over "this means that the only time you will have access to your magic is when they specifically say you can. If they say clean the shit out of our toilet, and you want to use your magic you have to ask because if you don't then you don't get to. If they say yes then you can, if they say no then you can't and you will be forced to clean the shit with your unprotected hands since you won't even be able to conjure gloves."

Harry spoke once again "if they say get naked so we can try this new toy out on you, what do you do?

Harry ungagged him "I get naked?" he questioned, dirty ears turning slightly red

"Very good" Harry praised condescendingly. "If they want you to walk around Diagon Alley in nothing but a cat langre with a vibrator up your arse, what do you do?

"I do it" Harry smirked at the blush creeping up his neck. "And if you don't, they have the right to punish you in what ever way they see fit. Before we go,"

Harry conjured a flogger and cat-o-nine tails, handed Severus the cattails and moved the chains until they hung from the ceiling in the middle of the room, the man dangling where his toes barely touched the ground. With a flick of his wand the man was stripped naked and with another flick, the dirt was swept away. The man underneath was fairly attractive, and Harry found himself thinking the mother must have been chocolate colored since Blaise is mocha and this man is clearly pale. He brushed the plastic and lather flogger over the man's bare back, ass, groin, and legs causing the hanging man to tremble. Once he felt he induced enough fear, Harry said

"You will count and thank me for each stroke, because each one means you are not in Azkaban. Each one means you still have a chance at living a semi normal life. Then Severus will get a chance. He will strike you and you will tell him you appreciate his kindness and you will tell us why you are being punished. Understand?" when he got a nod, Harry delivered the first strike on the man's back pulling a shout from the man.

"I said count!"

"one, thank you"

"what do you call me?" harry demanded delivering another strike this on his ass.

"master? Two thank you master"

"very good, but because you didn't thank me properly the first time that was only one. Nine more to go from me, and however many Severus wants to give you. He said delivering the next blow

"two thank you master" Blaxon whimpered

Harry's next three strikes were in quick succession on the man's back ass and thighs, causing the man to swing slightly and cry out

"three, four, five, thank you master."

"now," harry said soothing his aching bottom and giving the man a small break, knowing it wasn't his job to break the man, but the twins' "why are you being punished Blaxon? When you answer, you will end your answer with my title, and if you answer wrong I will strike you again and it won't count toward the ten you will be receiving. If you answer correctly, and I feel you are repentant, I may take off a strike, or touch your surprisingly hard member." Gesturing down at the leaking member and Blaxon blushed in shame at having enjoyed the light touches that soothed away the burn and the tingling feeling rushing threw him. "do you understand?" Harry asked finally getting impatient at not having a response. Blaxon nodded and Harry whapped him again, this time harder "I require a verbal response" he said firmly

"Thank you master, yes, I understand master" he said

"Very good. Now, why are you being flogged?"

"I Hurt Blaise master" was Blaxons response

"very good, and?"

"I tried to get out of punishment?.. Master.." he added as an afterthought

"very good, now what would you like? Three tugs on your member, or one stroke taken off your flogging amount?"

"one stroke taken off please master"

"very good. Now, do you know what kind of damage you did to Blaise?"

"I don't know the emotional damage I've done master, but I know he was physically broken. Master." He didn't look sorry at all, and Harry barely controlled his temper

"it will take him years to be alright again. That is your fault."

"yes master"

"We will finish your strokes now" harry said and that was all the warning he gave before bringing the flogger down on the mans stomach"

"I forgot how many master"

"that was six, but it no longer counts" Harry brought another stoke down on the mans low stomach almost to his groin aria causing Blaxon to jump as best he could and whimper out

"six thank you master"

Seven and eight were on his inner thighs and nine was delivered directly on his erection. He screamed loudly before Shakely saying

"nine thank you master"

His member got harder with each stroke, surprising harry and shaming Blaxon.

"looks like you enjoyed that. Good thing too, because I happen to know the twins are sexual sadists."

Harry said slightly maliciously. "Maybe you can get off once you get there. Of course, you may be stuck like that for a while if I know them as well as I think I do. They love to control that. In fact, I would bet you won't cum at all for the first three hours of their torture." The man paled and whimpered pathetically while harry rubbed his ass thighs and stomach soothing the burn and cleaning some of the blood, but never touching his groin.

"Small break, a few questions with the same rules, them its Severus's turn." Said Harry still kneading his pail ass cheeks causing a moan to slip from his lips. Harry smirked and continued

"Why did you try to skip punishment? You knew it would be worse"

"I didn't want think you would find me in Muggle France Master"

Harry combed a hand through tangled, sweaty dark brown hair and said "very good. Would you like three tugs now, or to wait until the end and add all the tugs together after Sev's turn?"

Blaxon stopped to think for a moment, weighing his options "together please Master" he decided finally

"alright, that's three. Now, why did you Beat your son."

"I don't know. I was so mad and heartbroken when Meredith died in child birth. I blamed Blaise, and turned to the Dark lord. Then after he fell, I felt Blaise took away my life again when he sided with you and you were giving restrictions. Master"

"good enough, that answer was worth four more tugs, that's seven tugs after everything."

"what do you believe would have happened if Voldemort won?"

"for me master? Or for the world?"

"answer both and you will get six tugs. Answer well enough you may get eight."

"for me, he promised to bring Meredith back. If he won he promised to bring my beautiful Meredith back."

Harry cut him off by bringing the flogger down on his ass once more he groaned and his cock twitched "ten thank you master"

"that wasn't one to count. That was because I didn't ask what he promised you. I asked what you believed would happen."

"sorry master. I thought he would give me back my wife. Then I thought he would make the world a better place, and we would have our traditions back and could use magic that we can't now because of the ministry."

"good. That answer was worth eight tugs. So far you have seventeen tugs at the end. Now one more question and then it is Severus' turn. This one is worth three tugs to make it an even twenty, do you believe Meredith would have treated Blaise the way you treated him if you had died, or that she would forgive you for treating him that way if she ever came back?" was harry's last question

"no master. I don't think either of them. She wouldn't have treated him like that, and she would never have forgiven me, and she would have had me thrown in Azkaban.

"very good. Twenty tugs at the end, sev it's your turn"

"thank you Harry." The dark man said. He was incredibly hard and would have a long session with Lucius after this, probably punishing him and making him beg to cum. Shaking his head, he said "I have no questions, but I would like to draw a little blood. Five strokes should do it."

"how do I address you"

"sir" was the simple response

"yes sir, would you like me to count?"

"no, just scream. You wont be able to count. I have no intention of holding back my strength the way Harry did."

Severus let the cat tails down on his back and the crack resounded through the chamber Blaxon screamed and started crying. Two more were landed, on his thighs and ass. But the man's erection never wilted. One more was delivered and blood was drawn from his back.

"it only took four, but I still have one more. Blaxon, where would you like me to strike you next. You will get two tugs if you say back, three if you say ass, and five tugs if you let me smack your throbbing member.

"my balls" the man whispered to taken away by the pain and pleasure to care about his pride. "make them bleed please"

"that wasn't on the list, but I think it is worth five tugs, what do you say harry?"

"Definitely worth five" Harry answered own legs crossed as he leaned against the wall. He would need a long shower after this.

"very well" said Severus, drawing the cat tails back and swinging only half force slapping onto the exposed sack causing them to bleed and the man to scream in an octave not typically possible for a man. Harry went behind the Blaxon and caressed his back, magically cleaning the blood but leaving the throb. Then he moved on to his arse and thighs. Last, he fondled the mans sack and the healing magic had him moaning and panting before harry had delivered even one of the promised tugs.

"twenty five tugs." Harry said then proceeded to stroke Blaxon's leaking member slowly, fondling his oversensitive balls, getting faster and faster until at the fifteenth tug Harry said "cum." Blaxon exploded and Harry tugged ten more times through his orgasm milking him until it was over. With a wave of his hand, Harry cleaned everything up.

"Time to go now" harry said straightening himself and undoing the chains but re-gagging the man and binding his naked form then levitating and obscuring him so no one would see. "the world will know of the reason you are in slavery so no one will dare to ever lay a hand on a child again." Severus said then they all apparated straight into the flat above the twins shop.

"Bound, gagged, and handsome"

"Just like you promised"

"Thanks Hart"

The twins said before turning to the blushing man before them

"You do look delicious like that"

"We know just what to do first."

"To the bedroom."

"So we can get to know each other"

Severus and harry looked at each other before quickly deciding it was time to go.

"Have fun" harry yelled before they both took there leave.


Two months passed and everyone was ready to move. Harry checked up on everyone as promised to make certain they were getting along with the new arrangements. Severus had left a week ago to live at Malfoy Manor and Sirius and Remus came to live with them. They immediately loved Blaise and they got into a routine of living together. Luna showed up in the second week with heartbreaking tears in her eyes. Luna and Harry already had a special relationship, and Blaise gave them both a reason to live despite the loss they suffered. They immediately became a family, Remus a father figure, Sirius like the crazy uncle, Harry the older brother, Luna the middle and only sister, and Blaise like the baby brother. Everyone was protective of each other and there messed up family. That was how one Friday, found them with darts in their hands and a map of the States. They each threw one and then played rock paper scissors to decide where they were to go.

"Looks like we're going to Lima!" Sirius said with a whoop.