*******Okokok Don't get too used to this. I wasn't planning on posting Chapter 2 until next week but then I looked at my schedule and went..."Well Shick!'' I'll be studying all next week and the week after for finals I won't be able to work on my stories... Yay me,=(, not lol. Lucky for you all I am posting now since (I finished editing it, and Chapter 3 will be at least 3 weeks plus in posting because I am still in the works of figuring out where I want to go with this idea in my head. (The plot bunnies won't stop hopping and I'm struggling to just pick one... Grrrrrr.)*******
WARNINGS! This story will contain a lot of:
Language
Sexual assault and situations
Slash
Touching of minors (if you don't understand that, turn around)
Dubious rape/not rape
Possible really crappy writing and grave injustice to the English way of speaking
Also major characters may come across as OC Fyi. Not on purpose I just suck at staying in character.
I've decided that there will definitely be some light Dumbledore bashing, since he's a manipulative old coot, but nothing major (I absolutely adored the actor that played Dumbledore in the first 2 movies).
Summary: Harry has been abused ever since that fateful day Dumbledore laid him at the Dursley's doorstep. Little did Harry know that after an amazing 1st year at Hogwarts he would be going back to the worst kind of heck imaginable. Will there ever be someone who can save our hero before he breaks?
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to JK Rowling not me…All I claim is plot and OCs.
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Also, thanks to those who favorite-d and/or followed my story!
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~~WARNINGS FOR THIS CHAPTER!~~
Sexual themes (Heavy Implications)
Language
Dark Themes
If any of this stuff offends you stop reading now. Thank you...If you are still here, enjoy!
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Piece By Piece
Chapter 2-Viper:
A young man walked down the hallway with a slight sway to his hips. He saw nothing. Not the red walls that he drug a black-painted finger nail lightly against. Not the blood that stained the floors. He thought it might have been from a blonde-haired, blue-eyed angel that had tried to escape again, but let the thought drift away like always. He heard but didn't care about the screams that came from the room to his left. Caring got you nowhere. Running got you nowhere. Just pain…a lot more pain…
He stopped at the entrance to his own room and watched disinterestedly as Swan, a tallish red-head, carried their newest member to a room not too far from his own. It was a boy that hardly looked older than 10, with wild raven hair and green eyes that were dulled by fear and covered by lens, and a collar around his neck. Another wizard… Their eyes met for a second and he couldn't stop the small shudder that slipped down his spine. He was mesmerized. For a second, life sparked inside him, a memory, and he felt sad for the boy being sentenced to this life, but then Swan looked up and broke the spell…Viper nodded back, a chilling expression on his own face and swiftly stepped into his room shutting the door.
He walked to the floor-length mirror and gave himself a look-over. His own hair was spiked with gel, black at the base which slowly melted into grey then white at the tips. His green-eyes held no warmth or compassion in them. They were cold, hardened….uncaring...you could even see a haunted-ness about them if you looked hard enough. He shivered. Viper slowly took off his tight shirt and looked again. Unlike most of the boys here he wasn't broken…well at least not completely. He held himself tall (even though he was still on the smallish side), back straight, head tipped in a proud position. He was nicely toned from all the physical training you were made to do at the place, and he had filled out nicely since he began eating three meals a day again.
The man twisted to look at his back. A completed tattoo covered most of him. It was in the form of an arrow. With the base starting at his neck and the point resting at the top of his bottom. It wasn't solid though. It was made of little snakes of all kinds that writhed and moved due to the magic placed within it…he grimaced. Everyone here had a similar tattoo. The only differences being that they didn't move on Muggle boys, and what the arrow was made of depended on their name. This let people know what to call them when in use.
He twisted back around to look at his face. He had a piercing in his lower lip (couple in the lower and upper part of his ears, and one in his nose), black eyeliner that framed his cold eyes perfectly, mascara that enhanced his eye lashes, and a touch of lip gloss that highlighted his plump lips. He was beautiful, he was stunning, he was seductive...and he was entranced yet disgusted by it all.
His eyes traveled down his own neck, lighting on the collar and another mark, smaller in size, that lay in the curve between his shoulder blade and neck. A "Z" made to look like dripping blood. This was his Master's mark which told who trained them and where they were trained. He traced the collar with a finger. That wretched brand that kept his magic at bay. Viper shook himself and snarled at his reflection before turning and grabbing the nearest object, which happened to be a heeled boot, and throwing it harshly at the mirror. It shattered it into pieces.
Hate surged through him. Hate for this place. Hate for his Master. Hate for the ignorance of that little boy. Hate for his life. Hate for his family that sent him here. He howled his rage, anger pulsing through him, and grappled at the collar tearing skin and nail. There was a slam and…
"Enough Viper." Viper, who had fallen to his knees glared hatefully up at his Master, but refused to give up tugging at the collar. Master sighed exasperatedly and leaned heavily against the doorway. "It's been how many months and yet you still refuse to make this any easier on yourself? Why won't you just give in? One would think you enjoy your punishments…" Master came over and ran a hand through the blood on his neck.
"As if…Master." Viper hissed, slapping Master's hand away. He struggled a bit longer hating that smirk on his Master's face, before his arms fell tiredly to his sides. Master chuckled and moved to squat next to him, leaning in to whisper in his ear. The breach of personal space had long since stopped bothering Viper by this point.
"But it would be so easy…You're already doing so well…Don't you want to be able to take that awful collar off? Aren't you tired of fixing your mirror? You know how much I hate seeing you like this…" Master licked his lips and Viper snorted. He reached a bloody hand to cup his Master's face.
"Don't you mean love it, Master?" When Master's eyes shut Viper quickly shoved him away and spat blood at his feet. Master scrunched his face up in disgust.
"You're lucky I have a new virgin to train tonight…otherwise I'd punish you severely right now…" Master practically purred. Viper turned his head in disgust. Master chuckled and leaned down to lightly cup his member. He moaned quietly. "I'm so proud of you Viper. Finally allowing your body to feel its pleasure…You're so beautiful… So fuckable." Master looked at Viper wickedly when he turned away fully this time in disgust.
"I have lessons starting soon Master." Master chuckled.
"I'll send Swan in to heal you up my little Viper." Viper shuddered.
"Yes Master."
"Good boy. Oh and make sure that mirror is fixed by the time I get back." Viper stared unseeingly ahead as Master shut the door. He turned and screamed into his pillow. Pain was starting to creep out from the point flaring in searing hot flashes. He was so lost in in his own despair that it was a shock when gentle hands lightly touched his neck. He relaxed right away as he recognized the hands and moaned in relief as Swan's magic healed the skin and took away the ache.
"You idiot. When I said not too give in last week, did I bloody well say 'go and claw your throat out…again?' Nope." There was a slight slap against the back of his head. "What's this? Number 3?" Viper chuckled weakly and changed the subject.
"So who's the new kid?" Viper asked when he was finally allowed to sit up, rubbing his neck gratefully. There was some reluctance in Swan's eyes and Viper gave him a hard look. "Really Swan? What am I gonna do?"
"Uh, something crazy like you used to?" At Viper's glare Swan held his hands up peaceably. "Alright, alright." Swan smirked ruefully. "Geeze your 3 years my junior and yet scary as hell when you wanna be. The kid's name is Henry. 'Is story is the same as yours. Gotta family member that wants him trained for their own...reasons…Could almost be yer twin."
They both laughed bitterly at that. Viper slapped him lightly on the back before getting up groaning slightly in pain. He finished undressing, uncaring that another boy was in wasn't as if he hadn't seen him naked or as if they hadn't been together before. Then put on a new outfit. Viper shivered in disgust. "Leather again? Fucking hate this stuff." He pulled on the tight leather pants and green wife beater.
"Yah but it makes yer 'arse look edible'." Viper chuckled darkly. Swan, Viper had learned, had a dark sense of humor and underneath his gruff exterior was actually very kind and hated violence same as himself. He actually could use a limited amount of magic. He was kind of the place's /healer'. The boys needed him, which was the only reason why Swan hadn't ran away yet. No other wizard kids were allowed magic, Viper especially (he was too unstable). Viper tugged angrily at his collar again before setting to collecting all the glass pieces. The mirror wouldn't fix itself unless every possible sliver was throw into it.
"Yah know Vipe….as much as I hate to say it…" Swan hesitated. Viper turned to look at him with a raised eyebrow. "If you just gave Mas—" For some reason an unexplainable amount of hate surged through Viper for their 'Master', that he broke through his normally uncaring self.
"Zoron." Viper cut him off heatedly. "He has no power over what we say in our 'downtime' and I refuse to let some old name scare me." Swan raised an eyebrow.
"Right. So er-Zor-Zoron."
"Or Rat Bastard, whichever you prefer." Viper shot out smirking. Swan let out a startled chuckle.
"Haha. Yah know, what happened to that terrified little boy that was ready to give up when he first came here?" The moment of happiness was over and Viper shut down going back to his task.
"You gave him a reason to not to and he...he grew up." Viper acknowledged the hand Swan rested on his shoulder, before shrugging it off. Swan cleared his throat.
"Er…so yah…did you hear about Bunny?" Viper looked up sharply eyes flashing.
"No. Don't you dare tell me—!"
"Whoa! Easy Vipe!" Swan held his hands up in surrender. "English 'member? He tried runnin' again…" Viper closed his eyes struggling to calm himself. He had thought it had been Bunny, but he hadn't been sure. Anger for himself at not caring earlier swept through him.
"When?" He bit out. Swan gave him a sad smile...and reached out to lightly grip Viper's forearm.
"The R-Ra-Rat Bastard's givin' him 20 lashes right now...then he's going to go…teach Henry…" Viper let out a hissing breath.
"Fuck…He's only 12…20?! What the hell is that bastard thinking?! And now the new one?! How old is he?" Even with slipping into his other tongue, Swan was able to understand the gist of what Viper was trying to ask.
"Deep breaths Vipe…The kid's only 11…Master was supposed to wait but…decided he couldn't…" Viper stood up abruptly. Expression utterly blank.
"Finish the mirror will you?" Swan stood up swiftly grabbing Viper's arm tight.
"AH HELL NO!" He practically roared. "If yah go out now, the way you are, he'll find out yer—!"
"And if I don't he's going to rape that little boy!" Viper writhed in Swan's grip.
"Look, glad as I am you finally got yer fire back and inhuman need to save everyone here, no matter how short it'll be, yah can't go and stop it! All you'll do is make it harder on Henry later…" Viper glared angrily at Swan who glared right back. "So sit yer ungrateful arse back on the bed now!" A heartbeat later, Viper coiled onto the bed, legs tucked up under him. He had an unreadable look on that unsettled Swan.
"Look you sit tight and I'll pick up the rest of the pieces here m'kay?" After a while of Viper doing nothing but sitting and staring unblinkingly Swan started to relax. His guard went down and that's when Viper struck. With a cry of surprise Swan felt himself hauled onto the bed and each arm quickly tied to different bedposts. Viper straddled his waste. Swan glared half-heartedly. Swan may be the bigger of the two by a bit but Viper definitely had a lot of hidden strength.
"You certainly live up to your name Viper." He spat. Viper shrugged, eyes slit (courtesy of another spell Zoron had cast on him. It was supposed to 'heighten the experience' or something like that.) He leaned down to whisper in Swan's ear.
"Well…you already made me miss out on helping Bunny, but you won't stop me from saving Henry. You're my friend Swan, but don't stop me from trying to do the right thing now…I've done nothing for so long…" Viper couldn't seem to get his mouth to shut up. He quickly pinched Swan's nipples to get him to focus on something other than what he was saying. Swan let out a small cry. "I'm already used…tainted…doing things I shouldn't." Viper rolled his hips, to prove his point, against Swan's who arched beautifully. Swan knew this was a distraction technique…and that it was working. "Allow me this 'penance' to make up for the horrible things I've done and times not done anything." Viper caressed Swan's cheek. He never stopped his rocking motion. Swan was breathing heavily.
"You little bastard…" Swan moaned when Viper leaned down to lightly suck on his neck. He felt a build-up of something low in his gut and struggled to stay sane. "S-s-stop. I w-w-on't give y-you a-another reason to h-hate yer...self." VIper finally stilled and tilted his head as if in thought. Swan was quick to jump on his chance. "S-s-stop. Yah don't deserve this Vipe…none of us…none of us do." Swan watched reason filter back into those snakelike eyes. He saw them fill with unshed-able tears and fear of his actions shine within them.
Swan watched it dawn into disgust and self-hate, and as his eyes went back to normal. Viper quickly scrambled to undo Swan's bonds before he crawled to the farthest edge of the bed.
"Merlin's balls…I-I" Swan's heart broke for the almost 16 year old shaking in front of him. He was so strong and yet so fragile. He had seen and been through so much. Quickly he scooped the smaller male into his arms.
"Shh…It's okay Vipe…I know. Shh…" He rocked the smaller male slowly, petting his hair to calm him. "Yer my brother Vipe, I'm just glad to see yah start to come back, so go…do what yah have to… I'll be here waiting…" He held him close for another minute before a shudder rippled through Viper and the moment was gone. Silently Viper turned, the mask fully back in place and lightly touched Swan's cheek in thanks before standing. He left heading to the Red 'Training' Room. Swan sadly watched him go.
Viper's thoughts were in chaos, and took a moment to retch into a flower pot that lined the hallway. He had just tried to seduce Swan into giving him what he wanted, and on some level liked it. He liked that he was able to use his beauty, his learning to bring Swan to an uncontrollable mess…He was disgusted with what this place was doing to him, what he was becoming…He loved and hated how he was slowly losing himself and was scared to start to care too much. He felt so confused.
Viper's thoughts came to a stop right as he reached the blood red door to take a few breaths, but when he heard a cry of fear he rushed in. The sight in front of made him want to go back to that flower pot and retch again. Just like his first time, Henry was tied stomach down to the bed posts clothe less. Zoron stood above him with a sadistic leer and had just started to undo his own pants.
"You'll enjoy this little one. I promise." The little boy sobbed and Viper shuddered. Zoron had said that exact same thing to him during his first time. He cleared his throat to gain his attention.
Furiously Zoron turned around. "What is it?! I thought I said I would deal with you later!" Viper slunk into the room, keeping the door wide open.
"I see you have a new toy Master." He chose to ignore that comment and instead try and redirect his anger, but failed.
"Yes and if you do not leave now we' will be adding whipping to your punishment. You will be given the Crucio curse until you beg for...mercy already." Instead of leaving Viper stepped right into Zoron's space to place a light kiss on the corner of his lips. He ignored the whimper from the bed.
"Leave him be Master…I can satisfy you so much better. Train him up some before you take him, like you did me... look what I can do because of it." He stretched up to bite Zoron's ear and palm him gently through his silken pants. Viper whispered seductively in his ear,"Why not let Swan take him to his rooms, so you can 'teach' me some proper respect." He started to kiss his way back to his Master's mouth. He could practically sence his Master's resolve plummeting, even though the anger was still there.
"Flogging to." Zoron gasped, moaning in appreciation. For once Viper took a moment to revel in his 'extraordinary' skills of seduction, and squeezed lightly. He knew he had to cement it somehow, since Zoron had yet to say he wouldn't use the boy. He shoved his tongue down the other man's throat and lightly twisted his nipples, before pulling away and staring at the cowardly bastard in front of him. Unfortunately, the man was not so lost in bliss that he forgot himself completely.
"And what would you give me in return for...waiting?" Zoron wasn't so gentle in grabbing him and harshly tugging. Viper grit his teeth in the back of his head, but smiled seductively up at his Master.
"If you wait...I will go with Swan to that bloody show, do that bloody routine, and swear to never tell anyone that you let others use me…" He shivered as the hungry glint in his Master's eyes grew. He waited for him to nod and let him go before slowly walking to the bed and undoing the bonds tying the boy in place. Zoron came up behind him to harshly bite at his own ear.
"Deal. I hope you realize what you just agreed to my little Viper. But instead of now, meet me in the Black Room in 15 minutes." He licked the outer edge of Viper's ear. "And get Swan to pick up this mess." He whispered waving a hand at the trembling body below them before leaving. Bile pooled in Viper's stomach again and he made quick work of the rest of the binds.
"Shh…It's okay. You're all right. No one's gonna hurt you now. Terrified green eyes stared up at him and a surge of protectiveness swelled within him, making him still in surprise. Viper felt something clink into place within him.
"Are you gonna 'play' with me to?" Viper let his eyes scrunch in anger, making the boy cower. He tried to rein it in.
"No, and that bastard shouldn't either. My name's Viper…what's yours?" Gently Viper picked the boy up and started walking to his room.
"H-Henry." The little boy whimpered weakly. Viper tried to smile reassuringly and leaned in as if to tell a super big secret.
"When I came here I used to go by Henry to." Henry giggled lightly.
"Viper's not you're real name?" Viper shook his head. Tears welled up in those green eyes, making smudges on his glasses. "Henry's not really my name either…my family gave me that name so no one would know I'm here…" Viper stopped a moment before pulling the boy into a tight hug. Gently he set Henry down and opened his door.
"Merlin Vipe! Worried yah—" Viper gave Swan a look cutting him off.
"Swan Henry, Henry Swan." Henry ducked behind Viper and stared fearfully up at the open mouthed Swan. Viper may have laughed at the comical sight had his stomach not been roiling so.
"He put the collar on me." Swan stiffened and glared. at the wall above their heads. Viper sighed.
"Yes he did. He put mine on too when I first came here, but he's very nice once you get to know him…right Swan?" Swan turned his glare to Viper before nodding and sitting on the bed. He attempted to look less scary. Viper and Henry both laughed at his failure. Swan's eyes softened.
"C'mere Henry." After a little coaxing Henry stepped away from Viper and went over by Swan. Viper stepped in fully shutting the door. He pulled out the 'clothes' Zoron wanted him to wear from the enchanted dresser, and set to changing. Henry looked away blushing, while Swan looked on in dawning fury. He knew Zoron wouldn't give up something as "sacred" as a a virgin lightly.
"What'd yah promise him Vipe?" Viper shrugged carelessly. "Viper." He stood up hands on his hips.
"What does it look like?" Viper replied evasively. Swan scowled, and grabbed Viper's chin forcing him to look him in the eyes.
"Damn it Viper, look at me." Viper purposely looked at the wall beyond Swan.
"You're going to make me be late." Viper whispered.
"What else did you promise him?"
"He said he'd do a show with you." Henry spoke up tears in his eyes. "He said it so the bad man wouldn't touch me. Please don' be mad at him! He helped me!" Viper could almost feel the horror rolling off Swan, and cringed slightly. However when he was bold enough to meet Swan's gaze he made sure nothing showed.
"Yah didn't…" Viper glared haughtily.
"I did." Swan shook his head bitterly.
"You just braided yer own cord." Viper finally looked down.
"What's a show?" They both ignored the wavering voice of the little boy.
"Better me than him," was all Viper said before he walked out and to the dread Black Room.
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So? What'd you think? Good, bad, indifferent? Too descriptive? Any guesses on who Viper is?
And I realize that yes there are two Henry's. I have this idea but not sure if I'll use it so I'm leaving it in for possible chapters just in case...May change names at some later point if I choose not to do anything. Can't decide. Hmm..
Please Review and Review! But no flaming (only helpful criticisms)
I won't post what happens in the Black Room, but if there is enough interest in people wanting to read what happens during that scene as well as future ones, I'll post a separate story that contains all of them, near the end.
