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Welcome, reader.
This lengthy story is a part of the series that starts with 'Book One, The Defeat of Voldemort.' These stories are fanfiction, and owe their existence to J. K. Rowling.
By this time in the series, Harry Potter is very old. He is also uniquely powerful, and he is unique in that he does not appear to be ageing at anything like a normal rate. He still appears young. He is known as Henry Bellamy, later John Bellamy.
But this is Valencio's Story rather than Bellamy's. Valencio is a character in Book Ten and in Book eXtra, and this book overlaps them both. Bellamy only appears in Valencio's Story, Part One, as an occasional mention of a 'Great Wizard.' In Part Two, however, he plays a vitally important role.
Valencio's Story is rated for mature readers. It is about abuse of ordinary people by wizards, especially including sexual abuse and slavery. There is heartbreak, despair and attempted suicide. There is also courage, friendship, and eventual rescue and recovery.
For future reference, I have included lists of characters, explanations of terms used and a list of notable spells right here at the beginning.
Terms used:
Anirage: Wizardkind.
Ani & Ania: wizards & witches.
Medjkind or Medj: Humans without magic. The Khatabis refer to them as dirt-people.
Cam-Medj: A child born to wizards but without magic.
Auror: This term was coined by J. K. Rowling. An auror is like a policeman and soldier combined.
Deruchnia: the Aniragi word for Dementor.
Pendreiya: a binding hypnotic order, reinforced by magic
The Pluravista - Graduation/Debut ceremony The Pluravista - Graduation/Debut ceremony
Ref injection: an annual injection, routine for sexually active medj, that protects against STDs.
List of Characters:
Carol Kennedy: leader in Enclosure 2
Helene: leader in Enclosure 1
Hilde: former leader in Enclosure 1
Clarence : Middle-aged. The only other male in the enclosures. Clarence marries Bernice.
Emma: timid.
Gloria: was very popular when in Enclosure 1, but found Enclosure 2 difficult. Close friend of Maliwan.
Tasha: Played a role in helping Valencio survive Enclosure 1, and later marries him.
Adelbert:
Adolfina:
Amber:
Amreeta: Malay
Angini: she and Veronica start a hairdresser, first for men, then for men and women.
Astra:
Belinda: very fair, vague. She plays the piano.
Bernice: timid, religious. Marries Clarence
Catherina, Monik, Mareeta: middle-aged
Deirdre:
Didi and Mildred:
Farfalla: Greek.
Georgia:
Ingrid:
Kaede: the oldest of the slaves, over 60 when Bellamy freed them. Polynesian. She acted as teacher for the children.
Kaliska:
Kwai-Jeeha: over 60 when Bellamy freed them.
Maharni: Becomes a dress designer.
Maliwan: Thai. Maliwan is a particular friend of Gloria's.
Margaret: former gymnast. Margaret was a particular friend of Valencio's
Mariabella: favourite of Hicham.
Marietta:
Mary and Connie: Older slaves. Irish, taken young, now middle-aged.
Rosnita:
Sheila:
Sheri:
Shirley: Shirley was a particular friend of Valencio's, especially when in Enclosure 1.
Tatiana:
Thierry: timid after an encounter with a particularly sadistic wizard.
Tiffany:.
Treen:
Veronica:
Khatabis:
Khatabi-Vrie are the Elders.
Grandmother Riza: the matriarch.
Yiko: second after Riza, and her son. After Bellamy imposed a Pendreiya, he was harmless, and unable to leave Japan.
Zhor and Najia Khatabi: Both left the family while still young, but returned to take over.
Adil: Khatabi Elder.
Ahjmed: powerful fighter, the worst in terms of cruelty.
Brahim: Khatabi Elder, powerful fighter.
Faheem: Valencio's first 'owner.'
Hicham: Khatabi Elder.
Narzu-Han: a Khatabi Elder
Haru: teacher
Bouchra: Bouchra was crippled by a spell, and was effectively a prisoner for most of her life.
Khatabi-Richi, the servant class.
Abensur: Enclosure overseer
Abimael: Quite old and with only one leg. (former Fighter) He is a gardener.
Amani: quite old
Botan: Fighter, scarred on his face from an attack by Valencio. One of the most cruel of the Khatabi-Richi
Fahada: Normally works in Japan. He is very big. He badly hurt Valencio once.
Fudo: In charge of the Fighting forces
Kamchatsu: second in charge to Abensur.
Kofi-Zee: enclosure guard, later, gardener.
Pervez: Was 'spotter' for Enclosure 1, and was instrumental in capturing nearly all of the younger slaves including Valencio.
Rafu: Fighter and guard.
Ryuichi: manager.
Thuli: Fighter and guard.
Zeeko, Chippo and Shar-kutsu: maintenance workers
Zola: healer
Spells
Spells are loosely divided into categories, though all of them are spells. Curses are unpleasant spells, sometimes crippling or fatal, Vidi-Curses the minor curses, usually painless, but making the recipient appear foolish. Crio Magic refers to a certain type of spell that is put on something to have a desired effect, usually indefinite in duration. An example is that the fences of the Khatabi enclosures cause pain to any medj who has any sustained contact with them.
The Cha Keeyo Curse: Causes total and irreversable loss of mind. Difficult to perform.
Cloaking Spell: Common, easily performed. It has the effect that a person or thing is not likely to be noticed unless attention is specifically drawn to it. Its effectiveness varies with the power of the wizard.
The Compulsion Spell: A victim feels calmly contented, does not feel pain, and does whatever he is commanded by the one who has control. Instructions do not need to be verbal - the magic enables non-verbal instructions to be received, and acted upon. In civilised countries, it is illegal in all circumstances. Difficult to perform.
The Confusion Spell: Causes the subject to be confused for at least a half hour after the spell, and renders memory of the preceding half hour very vague. Far easier to perform than Memory Modification, but unreliable.
The Crocodile Spell: Causes skin all over the body to turn thick and crocodile-like.
The Felohu Curse: A victim can stand for a short time, and take a few steps. More movement is prevented by rapidly escalating pain.
Filuah Kay Spell: Makes a person very feeble, unable to fight or struggle.
The Hinda-Dreay Spell: A simple spell that vanishes all body hair from everywhere except head, armpits and pubic area. Variations completely denude, or leave just head hair, or head hair and facial hair.
Meedeferi Magic: Provides an image of the last hour of a person's life. Requires great skill.
The Nala Spell: Vanishes a woman's uterus.
The Nroko Uviki: Renders a man sterile, although capable of normal sexual function. It is irreversable.
The Spell of Pain: A curse that causes excruciating pain. In civilised countries, it is illegal in all circumstances. Difficult to perform.
Paralysis Spell: Can be total paralysis, semi-paralysis, three-quarter paralysis, or Prindi Paralysis, which leaves the head and neck free.
The Semnor Curse: Inflicts a skin condition - itchy red skin, punctuated with warts, boils, pimples and abscesses. Easy to inflict, but often difficult to undo.
The Khatabi-Richi stripe system
Yellow 'flash' worn on the right shoulder: denotes Khatabi-Richi.
Broad green stripe worn on the right shoulder: fully qualified Fighter. Only men became Fighters.
A narrow red stripe worn on the left shoulder - Healer.
Brown stripe on the left shoulder: qualified in maintenance
Blue stripe, left shoulder: pilot
White stripe, left shoulder: housekeeping
A narrow black stripe next to a stripe indicates competence in the specialty
A broad diagonal dark and light green stripes alternating: head of a section.
Chapter 1.
The two men thought they were alone, and started to play. It hadn't been planned, but when the six-year-old boy looked curiously at the half-open door of the bedroom, and then peeped in, Geoffrey was naked, and leaning across the bed. Pedro caressed his bare shoulders, and then delicately traced the outline of his body, to the neat buttocks, caressing, manipulating, parting. He turned to the side a moment, finding a small tube of cream, and the watching boy opened his mouth in surprise as he saw an adult man's erect penis for the first time in his life.
They were turned away from him, but Valencio opened the door a little more, and a mirrored image caught his eye. The men neither heard nor saw the boy as he watched the mirror, seeing a cream applied, and Pedro gently place the tip of his penis against the bottom of his friend. Valencio's mouth opened further, as the penis disappeared into the body of Geoffrey, and Pedro groaned with pleasure. Geoffrey gasped, whether of pain or not, Valencio couldn't tell. But when Pedro began a rhythmical, but quite gentle thrusting, Geoffrey's moans didn't sound like pain.
The boy was fascinated, and watched until finally Pedro withdrew, the penis now surprisingly smaller. Geoffrey stood, and dabbed at the bed with a towel, but the laughing comment was in Spanish, and was not understood by Valencio, who only knew his native tongue, Italian, plus a little English.
But he understood when Pedro asked Geoffrey, "Alright?" and Geoffrey said, "Alright!" It was only then that the watching boy was seen.
Pedro looked at Geoffrey, in surprise.
"Caprice's boy," said Geoffrey. "I didn't know he was around."
Pedro said coaxingly, "Come here, boy."
Valencio took a slow step into the room. Pedro was not frightening, just sitting on the edge of the bed, with a towel over his lap. When he was close enough, Pedro reached out, and drew him closer, studying him. The child was beautiful - very dark eyes, with long sooty eyelashes, and a sweet curve of cheek. He had a mop of pitch black hair, untidy, and there was a streak of dirt across his face, which made Pedro feel very tender, for some reason.
Pedro stroked the boy, cupping his chin in his hand, and then spoke very softly and tenderly. "You're made for it, aren't you, boy? But you're far too little yet."
Geoffrey said, "Let him go. Caprice will be furious if she knows he saw us."
Pedro turned him around, and gently slapped him on the bottom. "Off you go."
Valencio went. He was made for it? But he wrinkled his nose, and thought of his own penis. Even if one day it grew to be as big as that man's, he didn't think he'd want to put it in the place where poo came out. He didn't even have a name for it. All he knew was that his nanny was extremely annoyed with him if the area was not immaculately clean.
He emerged into the sunshine, and took a deep breath, before running to find his friends. They were planning to raid the vineyard, stuffing themselves on stolen grapes that didn't taste very good, but carried with them the delicious feeling that they were the forbidden wine grapes.
Valencio was ten. His mother sent for him, and the nanny quickly tidied him, and pushed him into the room where Caprice sat with her fourth husband. She snapped her fingers. "Come, Valencio."
Valencio went to her, not knowing what might arouse her swift anger, so that he wound up with a slapped cheek, or might arouse her sudden tenderness, so that his face was covered in kisses. His nanny, whom he called Aunty Lexie, was much more comfortable to be with. He was not afraid of his mother, even feeling some contempt for her sometimes. She was so easily swayed, so easily talked into things.
Now she called him close, kissed him on the cheek, and announced that if there was anything he wanted especially to pack, he should do so now. They were off to Hollywood tomorrow, where she was to be in a film. Caprice was extremely beautiful, but she had never been more than one of the lesser actors in a film, though she'd been the 'star' of several advertisements. Valencio considered how best to get his way. There were the school sports tomorrow, and he was convinced he could win the running races. He was good at jumping, as well.
Maybe he should give her a chance to give him his way without noise, first. He politely asked if they could go the day after, so he could win the running races at school tomorrow. But Caprice had turned to her husband, who was sipping a wine, and staring out the window where the sun shone, and shade trees rustled in the gentle breeze.
His mother didn't seem to hear, so he repeated the request, still polite. She said no. He stared at her, and she eyed him apprehensively, and now tried to reason with him. "It's work, and you know that being a celebrity carries with it responsibilities. I have fans..."
Valencio stamped his foot, opened his mouth, and gave an ear-splitting shriek. It didn't take long, and Pauli said, "For God's sake, either leave the boy behind, or get a ticket for the following day."
Caprice had her hands over her ears, and just nodded. Valencio squeezed out a few tears, for effect, so that she softened, and caressed his face, then pushed him out the door. "The day after tomorrow, then."
Pauli shook his head. The boy was beautiful, but very spoilt.
The following day, however, Valencio was just another boy in school sports uniform, dancing around on his toes, supposedly 'warming up,' but rather trying to impress the watching girls. He was athletic, but not especially long-legged, winning the several heats without too much trouble, but only barely beating his best friend into first place in the finals. He'd overestimated his jumping ability, and Giustino had not the slightest trouble beating him in that.
At school, Valencio was popular, easy to get on with, and with sufficient intelligence that he had no trouble with his work, even though so regularly taken out of school by his mother. It was not the first time that he'd gone to Hollywood with his mother, though the first time with Pauli, who was also an actor. At ten, Valencio spoke English fluently, could speak French well, and had a fair smattering of Spanish. Geoffrey and Pedro were around sometimes, and would speak Spanish with him, though he never saw a repeat of that astonishing scene in the bedroom. He'd never even told Giustino about that. He thought about it sometimes, and would inspect his penis, wondering whether it would ever attain the dimensions of Pedro's, though he was sure it had to be nicer to put it into a woman than a man.
Valencio was Valencio Durano. He carried the surname of his father, who had been a very well known actor in his time, though retired now. But when a producer noticed the beautiful boy hanging around the set one day, he decided to use that surname when he used the boy as an actor. The name was an asset, in addition to his looks.
Valencio loved the acting. It was as if it came naturally, and he couldn't wait for a bigger role in the next movie. Now, sometimes people pointed. "It's Valencio Durano," and he'd pretend not to notice.
His second film was made for children, and his co-star was fourteen. He was still only eleven, but he looked at Sylvie with speculation. The shape of her body was interesting to him, and he had a feeling that it might become a lot more interesting as he grew older. His latest stepfather was a responsible man, and he was well guarded, never molested, and never given a chance to experiment with the drugs that were a part of the culture in which he lived. Dean Blockman was firm with his wife, too, and for the present, Caprice was enjoying being treated as a child.
Faheem Khatabi was a wizard of the powerful Khatabi family of Morocco. Pervez was Khatabi-Richi, of the same family, but of the servant class. Khatabi-Richi could be whipped if they were insolent to a Khatabi, though that Khatabi might be closely related. They were Sorted before the age of thirteen, those deemed to have insufficient magical power, painlessly sterilised with magic, so they could not breed inferior wizards, and then educated separately, but now wearing a yellow flash of colour on the right shoulder of their robes. There was still a very great deal of wealth to share, and not many Khatabi-Richi chose to leave, though they could if they wanted. It was an easy and a wealthy life.
Pervez Khatabi-Richi was a Khatabi Fighter, as nearly all the men were, until they were injured, or grew too old. Rarely, one would not attain the required standard, and might be steered into administration, or into a position as enclosure guard, which required a far lesser standard of fighting ability, only having to deal with medj, or dirt-people as the wizards referred to them. His current job was as a 'Spotter' for Enclosure 1, where there were always up to twenty girls and young women kept for the pleasure of the men.
The medj slaves were always obedient at that time, knowing they had no choice but to line up for inspection when a man came to make his choice. Even little Emma lined up, but no-one ever chose the child, just turned seven, who always stared at the ground, holding Hilde's hand, and never spoke. Some didn't line up, instead wearing a coloured wristband to denote that they were a Favourite of a Khatabi, and for exclusive use.
Faheem had a special request, and as he was a Khatabi, and as one of the older prisoners had recently been moved over into Enclosure 2, it could be granted. It took a bit over a week, but when Pervez came back to him, he was smiling.
"You'll like this one," and he started to play a film.
"He's a year or so older now, of course, and I checked, and he's turned twelve, so permitted."
Since Emma's twin sister had died the first night of use, Riza Khatabi-Vrie, usually called, very respectfully, 'Grandmother Riza,' had given orders that no dirt-person under the age of twelve should be taken. It was not clear whether she'd been angry at the cruelty to small children, or annoyed at the death toll afterwards, as the wizards fought amongst themselves, some objecting to the cruelty, others defending their right to use the dirt-people as they chose.
The film was seen on a large screen, the Khatabis perfectly happy to use medj technology when it suited them. A black-haired waif turned big eyes to the camera, looking pathetic in rags. But then he shot a mischievous grin at a companion, and he was next seen bolting after stealing a wallet.
"If you want a boy," said Pervez, "This has to be the most beautiful boy I've ever seen." Pervez was an expert. He quite often chose children, and the ones he chose only grew more beautiful with the years. Faheem watched silently.
Pervez asked, "Would you like me to get you another drink?"
Faheem scarcely heard in his absorption, but then gave a belated nod. The girl co-star was a beautiful child as well, but Faheem wanted to try a boy. He watched the whole of the film, his eyes following the boy whenever he appeared. Pervez would bring him the boy, untouched until he could have him. Meantime, he wasn't sure what he wanted, but wandered to the Enclosure, and asked that there be a line-up.
At the weekly meeting of Enclosure guards, Nusa'pei, the overseer, mentioned that Pervez would shortly be bringing in a boy. Only the regular enclosure guards attended the meeting, ones demoted from Fighter, mostly. For most of the enclosure guards, it was only one of the jobs they were rostered to, usually for a stint of about six weeks before being shifted. It was an undemanding job, except when Enclosure 3 was used, when there could occasionally be a little excitement.
The ones in Enclosures 1 and 2 didn't know there was a third enclosure. Enclosure 3 was only filled when needed, the medj prisoners used as subjects to teach Advanced 'Combat and Control.' In nearly all cultures, it would have been called 'Defence,' but Khatabis were not hypocrites. The spells learned were for fighting, for killing, for maiming, for punishing, and for controlling. There was little that was mere 'defence.' The inmates of Enclosure 3 would all be dead by the time the young wizards were awarded the broad green band that denoted 'Khatabi Fighter,' worn with pride on their right shoulder, next to the yellow flash that denoted Khatabi-Richi - servant class.
Khatabi, as opposed to Khatabi-Richi, wore no insignia of qualification, whether of Fighter or of other specialty. They were Khatabi, and known to be Khatabi. It was enough.
Kofi-Zee was a big man, bigger than most Khatabis. He was nearly fifty, and had only become a regular enclosure guard quite recently. He asked, "Are you going to castrate this one?"
Nusa'pei said, "Not nearly so early as Quang did Damir. No-one wanted him after he became fat. And it may not be necessary, of course. It was never necessary with Clarence, though in hindsight, I think Giuliano should have been done."
Abensur was just seventeen, and keen to learn. Respectfully, he asked, "Why should it be necessary?"
"If he plays up too much. I haven't seen it myself, since we have so few boys, but Quang said that they settle down a lot when castrated. Also, of course, he'll be done if he makes himself a nuisance with the women."
Clarence was the only other male prisoner at the time, but in Enclosure 2 for many years. Those in Enclosure 2 were no longer used for sex, instead used for students to practise spells on, though not the ones that resulted in their deaths, or even serious hurt.
Abensur mentioned, "I've never seen the Castration Spell."
"It's simple. Get Haru to show you next time he uses Enclosure 3, if you want. Just the testicles vanish, the scrotum becomes tight and smooth, and then a second spell reduces the penis to an inch long, just for cosmetic purposes. A eunuch should look like a eunuch. Painless. Damir didn't even know what had happened, Quang said, even though Ahjmed held his genitals in his hand at the time. Wanted to feel the change."
Abensur tried not to show his disgust, though Kofi-Zee did. Nusa'pei's eyes turned to him, but no Khatabis were watching, and he let it pass. It was not for servants to judge the conduct of their superiors, and perceived insolence was punished with a whipping.
"Damir," said Amani, "I reckon as soon as he saw what was happening, he tried to make it go faster. He used to stuff himself with food, quite deliberately, I think, so he'd get fat as quickly as possible, and no-one would ask for him."
Nusa'pei was surprised. "Quang never said anything about that. Just said it's a side effect of castration, and he made a mistake doing it when the boy was only eleven."
Amani grunted, "I was sorry for the boy. He always hated it, eunuch or not. I didn't tell Quang."
Nusa'pei spoke deliberately. "You should have told the overseer. If you conceal something like that from me, I'll have you punished."
Amani shrugged, "Unlikely to happen. I'm getting too old, and I'm to be demoted to gardener."
Nusa'pei held his eyes, feeling that his authority was being questioned.
Abensur distracted him with a question, to the relief of Amani, who knew that he'd overstepped his bounds, though he hadn't shown his trepidation.
"If you decide to do the new one, at what age would you do it?"
Nusa'pei said, "Fifteen or sixteen, I think, though I don't actually have much experience to go on. And I think it probably will be necessary with this boy - unless he likes it, of course. I've seen the film Pervez has. He looks full of spirit."
"We should never give him a hint of what's in store, I assume," said Abensur.
Nusa'pei said definitely, "Not a hint."