Harry's Streetrat

Summary: At the end of Harry's fourth year it Voldemort was defeated not by some fret of great magic but because his blood with both phoenix tears and basilisk venom in it warped the ritual into one that forced Voldemort to move on, killing all his marked death eaters in the processes. Now the magical world wants to find out what else his blood can be used for. Omegaverse. AU.

Disclaimer: I don't own either Harry Potter or Disney's Aladdin

Chapter 1

Harry sighed as he made his way thru the magical market area in Agrabah in an attempt to distract himself from the disaster his life had become since the accidental defeat of Voldemort and all his Death Eaters.

The thing was that he wasn't that upset about the fact that they were dead or that fact that he was in a very odd way responsible for it; as shown by the fact that he was given almost three-quarters of the collective liquid funds of everyone that died that day. No that just seemed to piss off almost everyone off seeing as there was no one paying bribe money anymore. Who knew that if you removed the bribes from the system the government would shut down almost completely. After all, they'd spent so long being paid to ignore one thing or another when no one was paying them anymore to do so their system crashed when they went to do something honestly.

Then there was Dumbledore to think about. The man was hell bent on forcing Harry to mate with someone of his choosing. Not surprising considering he lost a what power he had over Harry when his name came out of the Goblet of Fire naming him a champion. At that point, he was seen as an adult in the wizarding world on an international level as it was agreed to before hand that only of age students could compete. This left both Harry and Dumbledore in an unfortunate position as one of the first things Harry had done was go to Gringotts to set his affairs in order only to find that his headmaster and best friends were, in fact, stealing from him. This only got worse when after Voldemort's death an old law was put into effect as Harry had gained more than haft the voting power of the government.

The law in question made Harry the magical sovereign of the United Kingdom. What that meant was that the government had to get Harry's approval for any changes in laws and Harry had the power to change the governing system. Or he would if he wasn't an Omega. As an omega, he needed his mate to co-sign everything for him as a way to prove that he wasn't forced to sign off on something by an outside alpha. And that's where Dumbledore wanting Harry to mate with someone of his choosing comes in because despite Harry not trusting him as far as he can throw him without magic the general public did and they would get behind his choice. Knowing that Harry sought the help of the goblins.

While normally the goblins wouldn't care one bit about human politics Harry was not only their biggest client at the moment but also trying to stick it to the old thief so helping him would be helping them as well. Their suggestion was to simply have a show alpha. One that did as they were told whether they liked it or not. A slave. While at first, the idea sicked him to the core of his being he couldn't find much fault with the idea. The thing that drove the idea home thou was when the goblins explained what usually happened to Alpha slaves.

In the old days, a slave was lucky if they were a male alpha as they usually were made to do heavy labor and manage the other slaves but as time passed and the need of slaves dried up until it was only the rich that kept slaves as privet and secret play things. The needs for Alpha slaves changed at that point. If an alpha was young enough they would be brutalized by another alpha forcing them to change their gender into omegas. These omegas were often sought after as they were much more submissive than a natural omega and almost always birthed alpha males despite their trouble with pregnancy. An older alpha really only had so many uses in the slave market. Usually, they would be used for really dangerous work like their beta counter parts but there was a secondary market for them as well. This was the dark market. A market for people who got off while torturing their victims to death.

Knowing this Harry was able to accept that as much as it upset him, he still allowed himself to be reassured that this was for the best, not only for himself but also for the alpha he chose as he was saving the alpha from death or worse. Allowing himself to come back to the present Harry managed to make his way over to the auction house. Once there Harry made his way to the viewing area to look at the slaves.

The first one he saw was a girl of twelve if her info card was to be believed: Name: Unknown, Age: 12, Hair Colour: Black, Eye Colour: Brown, Primary Gender: Female, Secondary Gender: Beta, Sexual Standing: Virgin, Magical Standing: Muggle. That was all it said.

Shaking slightly in Harry turned away from the girl and went to look at the others. As horrible as it was Harry knew he couldn't help her and don't want to give her any false hope that he could. Doing a once over he saw that there was a total of fourteen slaves for sale. Eight men and six women.

"First time," a voice asked from right behind Harry startling him.

Taking a deep breath to steel himself Harry turned to face who was talking to him. The man was large with dark Arabic skin coloring and a wicked grin. After taking this in Harry responded with a simple, "Yes."

Nodding the man then asked, "you just looking or are you hear for something specific kid?"

Knowing it would probably save him a large amount of heartache if he could skip looking at each of the poor souls that were about to have their freedom stripped from them Harry decided that it would be best to reply, "Something specific."

The man was clearly not expecting to find this tiny boy was, in fact, a buyer but decided to see if he could help him along. The boy was clearly a young omega and likely only hear because he had no other choice. He was probably here on behalf of a family member who wanted something specific to play with and was using this as a way to desensitize the little omega in order to make him more willing to accept whatever pairing he would later be forced into. It was a surprisingly common tacit for the rich nobility.

"So what are you looking for," the man asked.

Hesitating only for a second before saying what the goblins told him to if he was ever asked this question in the action house, "my brother wants a young male alpha. The more recently presented the better, but none that aren't yet presented."

The man visibly flinched at that description. He knew exactly what the fate of what ever poor brat was bought by this brat would be harsh. While he knew logically that the same fate more or less waited for any young alpha that was a cough and enslaved he always felt it was the people who wanted them that was the worst of the worst. They were often called trainers for a reason and looking at the young omega he had very little doubt that the brat lived with one.

Heaving a sigh the man simply said, "Follow me."

Harry nodded before following behind the man until he led Harry to one of the more tightly bound males at the back of the auction house.

The boy was rather attractive to Harry. He was about five foot eight and looked to be only a year or so older than Harry himself. What stood out the most to Harry thou was his eyes and how desperate they seem but there was also defeat. He was clinging to the hope that something would save him Harry realized. The boy was an alpha that much Harry could tell just from looking at the base of his cock he could see the knot that was on fully viable thru the white loin cloth. The boy was lean and clearly could use a few good meals in him given how skinny he was but despite that he was incredibly attractive with caramel skin, dark chocolate hair and his milk chocolate eyes. While it was clear he would never be bulky he was toned and built for running. It was also clear he wasn't taking the whole situation very well at all given that he was actually chained and gagged instead of the ornamental chains that most of the others were using. Lifting up the boy's info card Harry began:

Name Aladdin, Age: 15-16, Hair Colour: Brown, Eye Colour: Brown, Primary Gender: Male, Secondary Gender: Alpha, Sexual Standing: Virgin, Magical Standing: Muggle-Born.

It was at that point that the man who had first lead Harry to Aladdin came back with another in tow towards them.

"Greetings young one," the other man greeted.

"Greetings," Harry replied.

"I am the director of this auction. Now I hear that you wish to place a bid on Aladdin here," the director said as he waved the first man off.

Knowing that he was likely to get screwed no matter how he played this conversation and knowing that it would put him in a better light with Aladdin if he showed eagerness to buy him Harry decided to see if he could get the director to outright sell Aladdin to him, "Yes I am. From what I can see he is exactly what I am looking for. With that in mind is there any way I could out right buy him from you as opposed having to take part in the auction?"

Frowning a bit at that but not upset the director responded, "While I have no problem with that in order to buy out right means that you would need to pay more than what we expect his maximum bid would be. With that in mind, what did you have the plan to pay."

Figuring he'd start smallish he offered a quarter of what he decided would be the likely price, "fifty gallons is what I was told I should spend on a good young alpha so that is my opening price."

"Sold," was out of the director's mouth before he could even think about it. But now that he was he was glad that the boy was interested in a fresh alpha as opposed to a trained omega that was once an alpha. What the boy said was correct when it came to former alphas that were being sold to wealthy people around the world. The thing was that Great Briton was the only magic community that still used gold as currency so most people get detracted by the shear value of the coins. So with a value of about thirty-six hundred per coin that put what the boy was offering at around one hundred and eighty thousand dollars. Nine times what he figured Aladdin would sell for. He honestly only thought it would get to twenty thousand because a lot of the city guards would want to be the ones the ones to break him in a form of payback for all the grief he had given them over the years.

Realizing the boy was staring at him the director coughed before he went up to Aladdin and unchained him from the wall before leading them both back to his office. Once in the office Harry went and pulled the promised gold from his blood bound money pouch and handed them over to the man.

Quickly weighing one of the coins before counting them the director nodded once before he turned to Harry and began speaking, "I thank you for your purchase. Now as to how the slave bound works. You see the marking on his chest. That is the slave brand. The way you activate and enforce the bound is to pour your magic into the mark. Now the trick to keep other people from simply taking him as their slave is that the only way to get the mark to except the magic is if the owner allows it. Now there are two types of bound that are allowed: permanent and temporary. Permanent bounds are there as long as the master doesn't remove the magic that grounds it while a temporary bound is used as a place holder for a permanent bound but is consistently weakening. Now I give you consent to place a permanent bond on the slave known as Aladdin."

With permission granted Harry walk up to the trembling older boy and placed his hand gently over the slightly sweaty skin before looking up at the terrified face of Aladdin. Looking away in shame Harry took a breath to steady himself before forcing his magic into the slave mark before he could second guess himself. Once done he looked up at Aladdin once more only to look away. Aladdin looked as if everything good in the world had been destroyed and in a way he was right. Harry had just taken any chance that he could live as a free person away from him. As far as he knew not only was he no longer saw as a person but he would likely be seen as little more than a sex toy.

Movement count Harry's eye as the director walked over to a closet and pulled out a cardboard box before walking over to Harry and handing it to him before offering an explanation, "These are his personal effects. As he is now yours, they too are now yours. Now I haft to get back to the auction and I would rather not show case that I sold one of the slaves out of auction even if the price was beyond fair so if you have a portkey please use it. If not there's a tunnel that I can show you."

"Thank-you but I do have a portkey," Harry said before he undid his sash and tied one end of it around Aladdin's wrist and the other around his before activating it.