No Choice At All



By Mistress Potter

A/N: This is my third story. I hope you enjoy it like the rest of my other stories. Thanks to my hommies Goddess Potter, Spectra Angel, Ranma-Chan Potter, and Divinity Potter. They're always with me in the hardest of times.

Divinity Potter: Ahh, your going to make us all cry, Mistress.

Mistress Potter: I know!! That's why you're my friend!!

Ranma-Chan Potter: I think I'm going to cry!

Goddess Potter: Me too!!!

Spectra Angel: I think I'm going somewhere else!!

Mistress Potter: Enough with the chitchat, hommies!! Let me start the story then.

Goddess Potter: Go ahead.

Divinity Potter: I bet it's going to be good!

Ranma-Chan Potter: It will be, Divinity!!



All 5 Girls Together: WELL HERE IT IS!!!

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It had been six months since the most feared Dark Wizard of the century, Lord Voldemort, had taken over the whole world.

He, his Death Eaters, the Dementors and other malevolent wizards had won the battle against goodness. Nobody knew why, but after all he was the Dark Lord, the most powerful wizard of the century.





His plan had been a success and now everyone had to serve him for the rest of his and her lives. First he had taken all over Europe, then North and South America, Australia and the rest of the world.





The Dark Lord had killed and whipped out the Muggles that still existed in this world. He killed Mudbloods, but most of them had to serve the Dark Lord. Dumbledore, though, had been killed with the rest of the Muggles and other witches and wizards who tried to protect them at all cost.

The rest of the witches and wizards of the world had to serve the Dark Lord as slaves, even the Boy Who Lived. (Except the Slytherins)

Harry Potter wasn't able to win the battle but he had put up a fight trying to protect the Muggles and even his best friend, Hermione Granger.

She had died and Harry had been nothing but a miserable figure in the still shadowy world.

As it started to happen, Lord Voldemort was now at Hogwarts along with his Death Eaters.

The kids where in the dungeons, sitting in their cells which were guarded by the Death Eaters. The adults were taken to another different dungeon. That included Sirius Black, Remus Lupin and other adults.

The prisoners were not carrying a wand making it completely ineffectual to escape.

Harry Potter had been miserable there along with his friend Ronald Weasley. Harry stared up at the dark ceiling where water was dropping down. His emerald eyes where getting watery all of the sudden, remembering the death of his best friend, Hermione.

He was crouched on the floor, his extremely small body covered in blood and dirt. The Boy Who Lived was so small he was often mistaken for a little nine-year-old child. In fact he was the smallest of all the Gryffindors, even though he was a teenager.

Even though he was small and covered in dirt, he was still gorgeous, sweet and ever so innocent like a small child.

His dark ebony hair was still dark over his face like halo. His reddish lips were still ever so kissable and his emerald green eyes where still stunning and lovable. His face that was covered in blood was still pale and white like of a white rabbit's.

Harry Potter was now tired all of the sudden and had the urge to sleep. But he couldn't. Not in this tragically moment of pain and fear. He looked over at his fellow Gryffindors.

All of them were basically covered in blood and dirt and all of them carried somber faces. Some of them were weeping nonstop. Ron caught a glimpse of Harry and walked over to him.

"Harry, are you OK? You look like you're about to doze off" his voice was full of concern like of a mother's. He bent down and placed a hand on Harry's forehead.

"Are you sick?"

"No Ron. I'm OK. Thanks anyways" his voice was barely than a whisper and his eyes looked weary and watery.

"Are you sure?" Ron's voice was ever so serious.

"Yes. Don't worry about me" he gave his friend a comforting smile.

"Hey, Harry. What do you reckon will happen to us?" his voice held a tone of fear.

"I really don't know Ron. I just hope Voldemort doesn't kill more people" Harry closed his eyes for a moment and his head cocked to another side. His body was now throbbing like hell and so was his scar. He was about to faint.

Ron made a grab for him and tried to get him on his feet. He looked around and some of his fellow companions were looking at Harry with apprehension too. Seamus, Dean, Neville, Parvati, Lavander and Fred and George walked over to him.

"Is he OK?" Seamus asked worriedly.

"I don't know?" Ron replied.

"You guys, I'm really fine. You don't have to worry about me. Why don't we find a way to get out of here?" he tried to smile but he was to exhaust to even move his lips.

"I don't think it's a good idea Harry. You look extremely tired like if your sick and there is no way we can get out of here" Parvati replied sadly. Lavander gave a small sob.

"Harry, Hermione is gone. There was nothing you could do to save her. I know how you felt about her because she was also like a sister to me also." Neville replied.

Harry sighed deeply as he closed his eyes. Ron looked over at his other companions. They all nodded and looked at Harry concerned.

"Harr-" but before Ron could answer; the door suddenly burst open and in came three Death Eaters. Some of the prisoners shrieked and jumped to their feet. It was Lucius Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle.

He whispered something to the Death Eater that had been guarding the children and nodded dully. Lucius looked over to where the children was and spoke in a soft deadly voice.

"You are all to come with me. My master wishes to see you at once"

All of them looked at Lucius fearfully and didn't make a move. Lucius was now getting tired and looked at the children more menacing than ever.

"NOW!! ALL OF YOU!!!" He didn't have to repeat it again. All of them got to their feet, except Harry, whom he looked like he was very tired and was to doze off at any moment.

Lucius took no notice of this and walked over to the exit room.

Ron was about to leave also with his companions when he looked over at Harry. Harry tried his best to get up and grabbed the wall for support. He clutched his chest as he began to take deep breaths, for he couldn't breath well.

He kept his eyes closed and began to walk slowly. He stumbled a couple of times when his friends grabbed him for support.

"Harry are y-" Parvati began.

"I'm fine. Don't worry" Harry's looked more bushed than ever. His friends helped him walk all over the Great Hall, all of them carrying worried faces for their tired looking friend.

The slaves were taken to the Great Hall where their Master was waiting for them. Harry Potter along with them.

The Great Hall was decorated in Slytherin colors and in the tables were the Slytherins along with the Death Eaters, which were clearly their relatives. Even the teachers had sat there for they had betrayed Dumbledore and had joined Voldemort's inner circle. Even some other foreign looking wizards where sitting by them.

In the center stood Lord Voldemort, tall, brawny, thin and powerful. His skin was still pale; his nose was flat like a snake's, his lips curled up in a smile, his scarlet red eyes kept that evil cold look and he even had dark ebony hair that was over his head.

He smiled at the frightened witches and wizards. They all contemplated that their master had no use of them and was going to wipe them all as well.

But no. Lord Voldemort still had his smile over his lipless mouth and looked all over them calmly.

"Some of you will be spared and some of you won't. Some of you will serve my Death Eaters and other Dark wizards as well" he spoke in a high-pitched voice. "Even others will serve me. Now when I call your name, you will step forward and will be judged" his smile extended over his mouth and looked at the slaves more relaxed than ever.

He looked at his Death Eater that was sitting next to his master. He stood up and placed a hand in his pocket. He grabbed a long piece of parchment and gave him to his master.

Voldemort took it lazily and looked over at his prisoners once again. People were now nervous than ever. Ron gulped.

"First" Voldemort replied softly "Parvati Patil"

Parvati walked quietly over to Voldemort. Voldemort looked at her calmly and replied softly "Spared"

Parvati gave a huge sigh and looked over at his friends. "You will serve Lucius Malfoy from now on, Miss Patil"

Parvati nodded frightened and walked quietly to the tables that were placed by. Voldemort looked back at the piece of parchment and replied again.

"Ronald Weasley" Ron jumped in fear and walked awkwardly to the towering dark figure. Voldemort looked at him calmly as well.

"Spared" Ron gave a huge sigh and looked at Harry with a smile. "You, Mr. Weasley will serve Wormtail from now on"

Ron looked over at Wormtail. He smiled at Ron who did not smiled back.

Harry looked at Ron worriedly. Then he started to see blurry for he couldn't stand up anymore. He stumbled but Neville and Seamus grabbed him and got his to his feet once again. Harry looked up at them. They were all taller than him and he felt jealously towards them. After all he looked like a small child.

Voldemort kept calling names forward. Most of them were spared except for most of the Hufflepuffs. Neville however wasn't spared. He and other Gryffindors, Ravenclaws, Hufflepuffs were going to be executed.

Harry looked at Neville sadly. 'Why him? He's a nice person! They can't do this to him!'

Harry made a sudden move as the Death Eaters dragged Neville and the others to the dungeons. However Dean grabbed him by the wrist and kept him still. Harry tried to struggle but Dean was much more taller than him.

He looked back at Dean who looked at him sadly. "There's nothing you can do Harry. Sorry"

"But-" Harry whispered. Dean shook his head. Harry nodded in bitter defeat.

'It's not fair' he deliberated despondently.

Harry looked over at Voldemort who just at the right time called his name. There was something odd about him. His eyes were full of a wanton desire he had never seen before and his smile was extended far beyond.



Harry looked at him fearfully and his legs were not responding to his commands. Harry walked slowly to him and his tiredness came back.



He walked weakly to the towering monster his eyes looking directly at him. Harry's eyes were tired and watery. He was now getting closer to the Dark Lord but his legs couldn't support him anymore and he fell on the floor. A few people gasped. Especially Ron whom seemed concerned if his best friend was all right.

Nevertheless, Harry fell into the arms of Voldemort who embraced him tightly. He looked down at the terrified boy who looked like he was about to sob in his arms.

Harry looked diminutive than ever for he could only reach Voldemort's slim waist.

Voldemort placed the piece of parchment on the table and placed one of his spidery fingers in Harry's chin and forced him to look up at him. A tear ran gracefully down Harry pale face.

Voldemort clamped a hand on his cheek and wiped away the tears, hitting the floor. Harry shuddered. His touch was colder than ice.

Voldemort bent down and looked at Harry for a moment. Now or never, Harry thought he was about to sent him to the dungeons to be executed as well. But it didn't happen.

Voldemort spoke softly to Harry.

"Harry. So young..." He looked at Harry's small figure "and ever so small. You look so small; it makes your innocence ever so noticeable. I might change my mind after all...I might let you live"

He stroked his cheek gently and trailed all the way to his neck.

"So beautiful too...."

Voldemort leaned closer than ever and his lipless mouth was so close to Harry's. Close enough to kiss him deeply...forcefully.

"If only your parents and godfather could see how I take their precious Harry away from them and into my waiting arms..."

Harry gulped. 'What will he do?'

Voldemort's other free hand caressed his raven hair. His smirk extended than ever before and he stood up straightening himself. His eyes never left Harry's image and he replied softly but loud enough for everyone to hear.

"Spared" he replied calmly. Ron looked reassured, and so where the others.

"Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived, belongs to me now and forever. He will serve me and will join us whether he likes it or not" His arms then wrapped themselves around Harry's body and took him into a tight embrace.

The Death Eaters applauded and cheered as so did the other Dark wizards. Ron's smile faded and looked at the others in fear and concern. Voldemort bent down again and he leaned his face to Harry's ear, whispering softly.

"You're mine Harry, whether you like it or not. You will join me, if not I'll make you and I know just exactly how..." His eyes darted to where Ron and the other children where sitting at.

"There's nothing you can do Harry. I have power over this world and everything that lives in it"

He kissed his cheek gently and stood up. He released his wand from his pocket and pointed it at Harry.

"Dozyus" Harry felt extremely light headed and he closed his eyes as he fell in to the arms of his new master.

He clapped his hands together and addressed the Death Eaters. One Death Eater walked over to where Harry laid and scooped him in his arms.

"Take him to my rooms" Voldemort replied coldly. The Death Eater nodded and took Harry out of the Great Hall. Voldemort replied softly.

"I'll see you soon, my little servant"

Ron stood there awe struck as so where his fellow companions. "What is he going to do to him?" his voice was panicky.

"Calm down Ron. You heard the Dark Lord. He spared him" Seamus replied but he couldn't help worrying either. So did the others.

Parvati burst into tears and Dean placed a comforting hand around her.

Ron didn't care what they said. He knew Voldemort would torture Harry in a horrible way. There was no doubt about that.

The Death Eaters stood up and addressed their new servants. Ron prayed quietly for his friend.

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A/N: This is not a Harry/Ron slash story. I just hate them and so do my hommies. Don't you girls?!

Spectra Angel: Yeah!!!

Ranma-Chan Potter: No doubt about that girlfriend!!

Divinity Potter: OOOh, you go girl!!

Goddess Potter: I agree more than all of you!!

All of them together: WHATEVER!!!!



Mistress Potter: Well I hope you enjoyed this story as much as I did. Please R/R!!!!!