Title:Flying by the water
Author:deliciously forbidden
Summary: As Harry starts his 7th year at Hogwarts he finds himself kidnapped and tortured to become Voldemort's pet until help comes from an unexpected person in a really funny way. To survive they now have to stick together.
Pairings: Harry/Lucius
Rating: PG-13 (eventual M), rape, violence
Spoilers/Warnings: Everything up to and including Deathly Hollows
Disclaimer: Not mine but J.. No money is being made. Please don't sue.
Authors' Note: I'm sorry if some of you might not like this chapter but I think it is necessary for my plot and the evolution of Harry's and Lucius's characters. Sorry again.
Chapter 2 : The prisoner
As Harry awakens, he can feel his throat hurting like hell, in need of a big cold water glass. When he managed to open his eyes it was only to find himself in the dark. No way of putting some light, his wand is missing. He tries to move but he realises his hands are tied up with chains (by the sound of it) high above his head. He can't feel his arms, they're as weak as his legs. If only he could sit down to rest for a while but his chained arms were spread wide along the cold and wet stone wall.
As he tried to move, the sound of the chains alerted someone since the door opened and light flood in. Harry managed to distinguish a male's frame through the light coming from the door. In a second the door closed and darkness took over again the room.
"I see you are awake" said a man's voice.
To Harry's surprise the voice wasn't unknown to him. He had heard it countless times before but he couldn't manage to bring up a face to it. A faint whisper of a spell being cast was overheard and torches lit up all around the room.
Well actually it was more a prison cell with those bars hanging in front of him. Harry must have been in some kind of dungeon.
By the time Harry's eyes accustomed to the light in the cell he took in the man standing in front of him. It was none other than the infamous pureblood Lucius Bloody Malfoy.
Great, I should've known, he grunted. How stupid was he? Who else then Malfoy with his deadly aura could've been so close to Voldemort to have a secret plan to lock Harry up?
"Malfoy!" Harry winced.
"Potter" he simply looked at Harry. Only looking at him made Harry wish he could plunged on the man and ripe that arrogant smirk off his face. Harry debated himself with the chains but it only increased the amused smirk from Lucius.
"Going somewhere Potter?" he asked the imprisoned boy, clearly amused.
Like hell I could, tied-up like that. "Go fuck yourself you fucking bastard!" Harry spit in his direction, unfortunately too far away to hit Lucius.
Lucius sneered." You sure have an evil tongue Potter. You should watch more carefully at what words you say and to whom you say them. Wouldn't want me to kill you right on the spot now would we?", he smiled pleased by my angered reactions.
"Please yourself fucker". Harry was furious. This conversation was heading him nowhere and he had no idea what was going to happen to him.
"That would be too much of an honour". The twit retorted. "It's the privilege of the Dark Lord to take away your meaningful life. But for now he has other plans for you."
With that said he snapped his fingers and two hooded figures appeared in the cell on both side of Harry.
"Go ahead gentlemen but try not to be too harsh on him. The Dark Lord doesn't want his toys to be damaged". Lucius turned his back from the three men and headed back up the stairs to the door.
"Malfoy!" Harry shouted, "Don't you dare treat me like Voldemort's toy. And if they lay a hand on me I swear I'll..."
"You'll do what Potter?" Lucius turned around looking amused, "if you haven't realised you're the one tied up, not me nor them." And with that he swished his robes around and walked through the door.
"When I get out of here, I swear to Merlin's name that I'll make your life miserable as hell!" Harry shouted back at the now closing door.
"If you ever get out that is" Lucius replied in a cold whispered voice, letting the door shut right behind him.
The two hooded figures took that moment to wake up and made their way to Harry. He screamed like hell, broke a nose, fought back as much as he could by kicking anything that came close to him but chained up like he was it kinda felt in vain. After countless curses and screams on Harry they managed to force themselves on him, making the screams only louder and louder as pain was the only thing left that Harry felt.
He knew Lucius was probably just behind the doors listening to his screams, feeling pleasure as Harry was raped countless times by his men. That man was just too mad.
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This event repeated itself as a daily event. Harry didn't know how long he went through it but at the beginning more broken noses were added on his list of the many injuries he inflicted on his hostiles. But one day one of the men hit him hard in the face for breaking his nose, again. Amazingly Harry didn't see him the next three times, he guessed he must have been punished by Voldemort for hitting The Toy, as they oh so often liked to remind him of what he was.
As time passed by, Harry began to fight less and less. At the end he was leaving them to do their thing hoping it would pass more quickly so he could rest alone. He was so weak, he hardly had time to sleep and didn't get food too often. Meetings with Lucius were rare, two or three since the first time.
He never came back ever since. Leaving Harry to his fate with his rapists.
That's when he completely lost the battle inside him. If the only man that could stop them wasn't here any more what purpose was it to fight when you knew you'll die anyway.
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But one day Harry had another nightmare.
"How is the boy doing Lucius?" Voldemort hissed.
"He's nearly stopping to fight back My Lord. He's starting to realise it's over for him. His friends aren't coming to save him". Lucius bowed low at the feet of Voldemort.
"Very well then. Bring him to me in a week. And Nott, if you ever try to hit the boy again it will be the end of your miserable life, understood?" The man was hanging in the air, his body twisted in very weird places. Surely under the Cruciatus Curse.
"Yes My Lord." His face was facing the floor but his eyes were looking at Nott who was moaning in pain.
"If anything happens to him before you bring me you'll be next after Nott. Now go Lucius. Care for the boy for the last week of his life" he snickered. "We wouldn't want him to die too soon now would we?". He laughed wickedly.
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The laugh was still pounding in his head as Harry woke up. So Lucius was finally going to show up. He had to if he wanted to check up on Harry.
Sure enough, no more than ten minutes later the flicker of the locket door twisted to let in Lucius Malfoy as gracious as ever. He came sliding down the few steps that separated the door to Harry's bars. Harry was too broken to make any move to get up from the floor. Dry blood from repeatedly biting his tongue as not to scream was in his mouth preventing him from talking. He was choking hard and winced as the pain in his lungs awakened.
"My god what have they done to you these past three weeks. Didn't they listened when I told them to fix you after every visit? Damn it." Lucius sounded worried. Well yeah the stupid ass hole was worried his snake master was going to kill him for not treating the prisoner correctly. Harry laughed, well at least tried since the blood from his mouth prevented any sound to get out. He was starting to have a hard time breathing.
Soon enough the cell's door opened and Lucius Malfoy rushed by Harry's side.
"Let me die you pervert", Harry managed to say.
"Don't move don't speak. You're going to kill yourself if you continue like this." Well that was all Harry wished for, but before he could gather up enough strength to move a finger the pain in his ribs faded away completely.
"Better. Now open your mouth so I can give you some water."
"No", Harry croaked. He wasn't going to let the fool make him drink anything.
"Don't act stupid. It's only fresh water. You really look like you need it. Now drink." He forced a cold glass at Harry's mouth but he closed his lips tightly shut. All the water flooded down his neck and on Lucius knees. Malfoy had lied down Harry's head in his lap. Now that was some scene.
"You leave me no choice then to force it in you. You have to drink no matter what". He took a mouthful of water from the magical glass that had refiled itself and made contact with Harry's lips. They made eye contact and too shocked to respond Harry only managed to open his mouth to try and reply but it only helped the water to get in. He swallowed still looking at Lucius's grey eyes. The action repeated itself with no more arguing until Malfoy was satisfied. He lifted himself up, carefully placing Harry's head on something soft. A blanket.
"Try staying alive while you can Harry". The boy looked over at Lucius. The man had used his surname.
And then he was gone, the door closing after him like nothing had happened.
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Nothing much happened after that. A week more or less passed by as similar as the passed ones. Faith had come back in Harry but fear was beginning to show up too as the day Voldemort wanted him approached too quickly. He had no way of escaping. He was doomed.
He was also wondering what the others were doing, if they were trying to find him or not, and if they'll ever will in time.
When Lucius didn't come back to see him during the week he told himself that the next time the man would come would be to take him to his death.
So one night when the door opened to let Lucius Malfoy in, anxiety took over Harry. He really had no idea how he was going to get out of this mess unharmed.
"It's time Potter".
A/N:
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