Prologue
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the things mentioned in the books... For one, I am a freshman in college, and two, I don't think that J.K. Rowling lives in Washington... Yeah...
Rating: R, cause of language, and mentions of rape, etc...
Pairing: Will be H/D... that means slash... and possibly others...
Warning: SLASH that means male on male... also, violence and mentions of rape... However, it will get better... Not so dark and dreary...
Now, on with the story...
No one really knew what had happened. One day everything was going great at Hogwarts, the classes were going smoothly, and the Wizarding World were bonding together in order to fight the Dark Lord. The next, the Ministry of Magic was issuing an order to send the Boy-Who-Lived to Azkaban for life.
Little did anyone know, not even Dumbledore or Snape, Voldemort had been quietly infiltrating the MoM since his first rise of power. Everything was so well laid out that no one from the Light side were able to get in too deep. Every one believed Fudge, even though it was almost obvious that he was doing everything he can to make Voldemort's conquests easier.
Unfortunately for the light side, that meant he was also able to gather enough votes from the council and the Wizengamot that there wasn't even a trial, or an administration of Veritaserum. All anyone knew at Hogwarts was that a month before summer vacation, twenty-three Aurors stormed into the Sixth Years Gryffindor/Slytherin Potions class, stunned Harry Potter, and left without saying a word to anyone, including Snape.
For two long months Harry Potter was trapped inside the hell known as Azkaban. Two long months surrounded by the Dementors, listening to his parents last screams as they died for him. Two months when Voldemort raged war against the Light side, and was well on his way to winning the war. Two months of having various Death Eaters visit him and rape him to the floor for the pleasure of their master.
Voldemort himself was one of his more frequent visitors. While the selected few Death Eaters who had the privilege of fucking him to the ground only had him at most four times each, Tom was there at least five nights out of seven.
To make matters worse, he had found a spell that effectively silenced Harry for good. The spell made it so if Harry even uttered a sound, he would be hit with such incredible pain that it make the Cruciatus curse look like a walk in the park. Not only that, he would have chosen every single Death Eater alive (and all those killed) to hit him with that curse at the same time than to be hit with the pain when he made a sound.
Silently he swore to himself that he would get out of the hell he was in, and kill the bastard who put him here. Even without his wand (which was snapped the moment he was sentenced to this place) he would beat the monster who ruined his life.
First he had to get out of here...
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I hope you like this new story of mine, I know I have to finish the other ones... but I have a bit of a writers block on them...
Now that I have my new computer, however, I can get things done better... Plus, my classes for college don't start until mid-September. Well I hope you like, and REVIEW!! Even if it is in the form ofd a flame, I don't care...