Harry lay still in the ball in the center of his bed in the morning. He could hear his Uncle having breakfast down in the kitchen. He knew his Aunt would be leaving soon for a day of shopping and he knew after last night his Uncle would be coming and he knew his Uncle wouldn't stop where he had the night before.
"Petunia, are you and Dudley going shopping for the day?" He heard his Uncle Vernon saying.
"Yes. Dudley needs some new games for his good grades and I thought I'd take him for a movie in the afternoon." Petunia responded.
"Well why don't you take yourselves out for dinner as well, I insist. You know I'm going to be doing paper work all day."
"That would be so nice. I think Dudley deserves a big steak dinner for his good school year. What do you think Dudleykins?" Petunia asked.
"Yes mummy, a big steak and I want to see the new big horror movie this afternoon." Dudley called excitedly.
He could hear his Uncle walking them to the door. "Oh don't worry about the dishes I will have the worthless brat do them. Go and enjoy the day."
Harry listened in dread as his Aunt's car left the driveway and as his Uncle came up the stairs, as the metal clicked on the door and it swung open. He cowered against the bed as his Uncle advanced across the room.
"Get up you little whore. And get your lazy ass downstairs." Vernon ordered.
Harry stumbled to his feet. "Yes Uncle."
He went to grab his clothes but his Uncle stopped him. "You don't need clothes to wash the dishes. Get your lazy ass into the kitchen and clean."
Harry ran from the room as quick as his unsteady legs could take him, holding back a sigh of relief that his Uncle had not touched him but he knew it as only time. He went to work on the kitchen, hoping maybe if he did a good job cleaning the kitchen, his Uncle might take pity on him. His relief was short lived as while he was just emptying the soapy sink he felt his Uncle slide up behind him.
"Good little whore. I know you heard your Aunt is going to be away all day. We're going to have so much fun. Aren't we?" His Uncle whispered.
When Harry didn't respond his Uncle fisted him in the back and as tears streamed down his back he whispered. "Yes."
"See my good little whore knows his place. By tonight you'll be begging me to fuck you." His Uncle whispered and sunk his teeth into his nephew's neck.
Harry fought the tears as his Uncle dragged him from the kitchen and up the stairs, his Uncle's hand kept a firm hold on his barely covered butt and he knew soon it would be more then his hand on Harry's butt and in it. They didn't stop at his bedroom door; his Uncle pushed him instead towards his own bedroom. Harry stood in shocked horror staring at the king sized bed his Uncle shared with his Aunt. He realized he was about to loose his virginity right here in his Aunt's bed.
"Oh my little whore I know how sweetly innocent you are. I plan on making your first time oh so memorable." Vernon said as he licked Harry's neck.
Harry felt the fabric of his shirt torn from his body. "No. Please Uncle."
Vernon forced him down on his knees. "My little whore you know your place. You do what I ask or I will beat the living lights out of you and rape your unconscious body."
Harry's hands trembled and tears streamed down his face as he was forced to unbuckle and pull down his Uncle's trousers and his boxers. He did as his Uncle panting instructed, trying to stop from gagging as he licked his Uncle's penis, one hand forced to play with his balls. He could feel his Uncle hardening in his mouth and the salty taste of his pre-cum. His Uncle grew tired of waiting and grabbing Harry by either side of the head started pumping in and out of his mouth. Harry felt him hitting the back of his mouth before he finally exploded in his mouth and again forced Harry to lick him clean.
Pulling Harry to his feet he pointed at the bed. "Down on your hands and knees like the little bitch you are."
Harry had to stop this. This couldn't be happening. "Please Uncle, I'll do anything. Please stop."
Vernon backhanded him hard across the face with a heavy ring that cut through the flesh of his face. "That's your only warning bitch."
Harry felt the blood as he turned and did as he was told kneeling on the bed. His uncle forced his legs further apart and he felt the tears streaming down his cheeks as he felt his Uncle's meaty fingers probing his anus. He bit his lip to stop a scream escaping as one finger slid inside of his anus forcing harder and harder. He was tight and the pain was growing worse. It was so bad he couldn't even notice the hand playing along his penis and rubbing his balls.
"When I'm done here with you my little whore, you'll really be earning your keep." His Uncle whispered. "You're too good a whore to keep to myself."
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Lucius Malfoy stormed into the Minister's office. Cornelius might be the head of the government but even after his death eater days were over as he was a spy, no one dared to tell Lucius where he went or what he died. He had too much knowledge of those in power, enough to destroy them.
Cornelius looked up. "Lucius, I was not aware we had an appointment this morning. What can I do for you old friend?"
Lucius smirked. "Cut the friendly terms Cornelius. I have come here to demand that you give custody of Harry Potter over to me and my fiancé."
Cornelius was shocked. "Your fiancé? Congratulations, I had not heard the good news. But you are aware of the special circumstances with Mr Potter."
"You didn't know for I proposed last night. My fiancé Remus Lupin is the legal guardian of Harry Potter and you know it as well as I do."
"You are marrying a werewolf? Either way Lucius you know Albus has demanded he stay with his relatives. He says it is for blood protections."
"And of course we know how much you like taking orders from that man. We both know that the Potter will said that custody goes to Remus if Sirius is dead."
"I can not take that boy from his relatives and hand him over to a werewolf. You know there are laws about it. Albus says no at least till the death eaters are caught."
"Albus knows that they won't be caught for years. He cares nothing about Harry now that he no longer needs his little weapon."
Cornelius sighed. "There are still the laws surrounding a werewolf having custody?"
"The law states that they can have if the parents agree and the Potters did. And besides Remus would not be the only one adopting him, I'd be as well."
"Adopting? You said nothing about adopting the boy?" Cornelius gaped.
Lucius threw down the adoption papers. "My fiancé and I plan on adopting Harry and making him a Malfoy. And you're going to help me with this Cornelius."
"Albus has too much influence and you know that my position is at risk since the whole ministry thing. I can't risk loosing my position."
"And you can't risk me telling the public all the little secrets I know about you. Trust me Cornelius giving the hero of the wizarding world to a family who loves him, and following the laws, will look a lot better to the public then if I tell them what you have done." Lucius warned him.
"Fine. I will sign off on this but you will need his relatives and Harry to sign off as well to allow you to adopt the boy." Cornelius finally agreed.
"Just sign the papers Cornelius and leave the rest to me. I assure you by the end of the day you'll find the forms filed and fully signed by all parties.'
Cornelius took out a quill and some ink. "There. It's done. And remember what help I have given you and your little fiancé when Albus tries to come after me."
Lucius picked up the papers and smiled. "You seem to still be of some use for me. I will see to it that the public knows what you have done for their hero."
Just as Lucius was leaving Cornelius spoke up. "Congratulations by the way on your engagement."
Lucius snickered as he left the office and took off through the building finding his fiancé and Draco waiting down below. Draco had been told the engagement news and the plans on adopting Harry, this morning. Draco loved Remus like a second dad for years and was happy and was only slightly less reluctant to allow his dad and stepfather to adopt Harry.
Lucius handed the forms to his fiancé. "He's signed them. Let's go get that boy of ours and bring him home with us."
Remus reached up and kissed Lucius. "Thank you."
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His Uncle had not prepared him more then sticking a meaty finger in him and nothing prepared Harry for what was to come. He screamed at the top of his lungs as his Uncle plunged into him with no tenderness or care. He felt his insides ripped to shreds as the penis plunged inside of him to the hilt. His Uncle's balls slammed up against him on the first plunge and Harry cried out in pain as his prostate was hit. Ignoring his nephew's screams of agony he pounded deeper and deeper into him.
"Good little whore, you make me want you more as you scream." Vernon whispered as he continued pounding.
Harry had screamed his throat raw as his uncle worked over him, his tears streaming down his cheeks, desperately praying for his Uncle to finish or for the pain to make him pass out. It was the first. His Uncle drove into him one last time as he filled Harry with his cum. His Uncle withdrew and Harry wanted to collapse and pass out but his Uncle came around to the front of him.
"Clean me off you little doggy whore. Wouldn't want to greet our guests naked and don't want to mess up my clothes." Vernon said yanking up his head.
Harry felt like vomiting as he was forced to clean the cum and blood off his Uncle's penis. He knew the humiliation was just starting as his Uncle moved away to dress and he collapsed on the bed.
"Get some rest my little whore; you're going to need it when your next customer comes." His Uncle whispered.
Harry lay sobbing in a ball. "Please no more, please Uncle. I'll be good."
The doorbell rang downstairs though and his Uncle sneered. "Seems your first customer has already arrived."
Harry huddled in the ball desperately praying he'd pass out from the pain before the next person came but he heard his Uncle opening the door. He waited; he waited with dread to hear the footsteps coming up the stairs.
Suddenly he heard a huge bang and a scream. "Get out of here you freaks." And then his Uncle's voice was cut off with a strangled cry.