((Sorry it took an ungodly amount of time. Just with school finally ending, graduation and work, i got a bit busy, this is, as you probably noticed, much shorter than the others, its kinda a transition between what is to come, so please RR and enjoy))

15 hours.

He left him in there with a vibrator up his ass and a cock ring around his manhood. Let's just say that is a very miserable existence. If Harry could have killed himself, he probably would have.

So when Severus came in Harry almost cried with joy. Hell anyone would have been good to see, he probably would have been happy to see Voldemort, but it was Severus so we will never see what he would have done.

Severus walked towards Harry and ran his fingers down his painfully hard erection and Harry gasped with pain, but somehow managed to remain silent.

"Hello Harry" he said softly and looked at him, his eyes full of sadness "The Dark Lord will be down shortly, he told me to see how you were… holding up" he said softly and looked away from the blazing green eyes before him. Harry just stared at him and Severus continued, still avoiding his gaze "He said that if you call him master he will release you from your current situation and let Granger go" Severus did meet his eyes then "Be smart Potter… do your hero thing and save her from further pain… Lucius is not a kind lover"

Harry snapped and yanked at the chains "rapist" he hissed "That is what you all are"

"Now Harry. I doubt our friend Severus has raped you or Miss Granger, though I'm sure he's thought about fucking her a few times, he simply can't seem to do it. Even though I gave him the opportunity to have her all to himself when we caught her" Voldemort made his presence known and smiled as Harry struggled a bit on the chains. "Now now, don't want you tired out. We have a movie to watch and then more torture" Voldemort removed a vial from his robes and held it up. ~~The vial held a memory, a small silver memory. From the grin on Voldemort's face, it was not a memory he wanted to see. Harry shook his head and struggled harder in the chains to get away from Voldemort as he advanced on him. His wand was drawn and soon Harry was being pulled from the wall towards the pensieve. "It is really not that bad, you might even like it" His hand grasped onto Harry's shoulder as he poured the memory into the pensieve. It swirled around them and soon they entered the very violent memory.

Voldemort brought them back from the memory with a smile on his face. He seemed to rather enjoy it, seeing how he was getting a little horny from the experience, But then again watching Lucius' memory of his time with Granger, it could be very stimulating. Besides, seeing what it did to dear Harry, well that was icing on the cake.

Harry on the other hand had tears running down his cheeks. He landed back into the real world on his knees. It was horrible, seeing everything Lucius do all those things to Hermione… It sickened him to no end. He was dry heaving on the floor as he felt Voldemort move down and touch his back "Harry… " he said softly as Harry tried to get the images out of his mind "You know Harry… you only have me left" Harry slowly got hold of himself and looked at him, pulling away.

"How do you figure that?" he spat and slowly stood, staggering over to the wall. He slid down that wall as Voldemort approached him once more and knelt by him.

"None of the Order have even tried to find you. Dumbledore knows I have you, who else would have you after all? The Weasley hasn't tried to save you. Hermione wouldn't be here if Lucius didn't kidnap her at her home. No one cares for you anymore. The world will find a new hero to follow and you will be counted in the dead column." His words were soft his hand ran moved over his bare skin "But I care for you my dear boy. Join me, show all them how weak they are and how strong you are. Show them what happens when you forget about Harry Potter" he said softly and let his words sink in. "I'll be back. Severus?"

Snape who was leaning against the wall looked up and Voldemort "My lord?"

"Go get some food and a wash basin, make sure Harry cleans up then move him to a cleaner cell" he said and stood up by Harry "I'm all you have left Harry, remember that" he said and with a swish of some robes was leaving Harry alone with Snape.

"Order?" Harry softly asked him and Snape gave him a weird look. His eyes dropped and Harry just figured Snape had fully switched sides and there was no help for him.

"They know. They are trying to figure out how to get you out of here" Snape answered in a whisper "Dumbledore said he had a plan, just hold on"

"Before; why did you tell me…"

"Because I was told to, and he was listening. I'm not about to lay my life on the line for you, no matter what your destiny is. I plan to see tomorrow"

Harry then remained silent. So they were coming for him, Voldemort was wrong. They did care, all he had to be was wait and they could come. Then he would help save Hermione too, and they would all get out and then come back and kill Voldemort, and Lucius for that matter. They would kill every last one of them, ever death eater would meet their end, and Harry did not feel at all apprehensive about it, which might have scared him, if he cared to really think about his feelings.

Snape was conjuring up a wash basin for Harry and filled it easily with warm water "Come on, get in" Harry nodded and on shaky legs, stood and got into the basin. He sunk into the warm water, rubbing his arms in the water, as if washing would remove all the inner filth. It could removed the exterior filth, and it did, as the water was quickly soiled and Snape refreshed it at least twice during Harry's bath. During the Bath Harry just tried to forget the memory Voldemort so kindly decided to show him. Though, whenever he closed his eyes he saw her. He heard her screams and sobbing cries. If he had his wand he would have obliviated himself, and even with one, he wasn't practiced enough to select just the one, maybe when he was out of here him and Hermione could obliviate each other, leaving this horrible place in the past.

There was only so much time one could spend bathing, and soon Snape helped him out and into a robe before leading him to another place. This new cell was furnished, a mahogany bed with green silk covers extended over the mattress. A matching chair facing a window and a dresser on the far side of the room. There was an open door near the dresser which looking like it led to a marble bathroom. Harry, surrounded by all this suddenly found himself wanting to be back in his stone cell and chains. "The Dark lord will be back, I suggest to dress and be ready for him"

"Were you lying? Before?"

Snape seemed to gaze at him as if he were evaluating him before he sighed and shook his head "No, but Potter, they won't take a risk if they don't think it is worth it for them in the end"

"Wait… they would leave us here?"

"I'm sure it won't happen, but this is the Dark Lord's headquarters, it would be hard to get the two of you out, without a high death toll, and possibly the death of one or both of you" Harry felt his chest fall as he stared off at the wall. So they weren't coming, Voldemort was right. "Don't give up, they will get you out" Snape then left Harry standing in the middle of the room.

Which is just were Voldemort found him about a half hour later "No need to stand on ceremony, we are all friends here, unless of course you are a death eater, than you are supposed to stand until I tell you otherwise" This brought a smile to the Dark lord's face, but Harry remained emotionless. "Come on Harry, I'm not that bad, granted I've been trying to kill you for a few years, but I think we can get over that"

"Have you stopped trying to kill my friends?"

"Why would I?"

"Have you let go of Hermione?"

"Again, why would I?"

"Then why don't you just kill me too"

"Because I don't want to" Voldemort walked around to be in front of Harry "I have found an error in my previous plan, but now I am correcting it."

Harry met his gaze with careless eyes "You've found an error in your plan? That really would have a mess had you managed to kill me the half dozen times before" He spat, narrowing his eyes "Putting me up in a nicer room doesn't erase my memory Tom"

"My my my, aren't we getting bold?" Voldemort stepped closer and was breathing right against Harry's ear "All that matters is that I didn't kill you and that you will fit into my plan since the order has abandoned you. Not even an insider could help them in and out without most of you dying, and I would make sure the mudblood did not leave her room alive" he then stepped away "I will be back, why don't you rest up Harry, waiting for the Order takes energy that you don't have" Then he was gone, leaving Harry standing in the middle of the room, hands in tight fists. His eyes showed signs of would be tears, but he had shown enough emotion in front of Voldemort, and he wasn't about to show any more.

He glanced around the room, making sure he was alone, before he walked to the bed and sat down on it. Might as well use it, he would need his strength, not to wait, but to fight Voldemort. He would fight him relentlessly with his mind, and then wait for the day when he could finally kill him and then leave with Hermione. Harry let his body sink back onto the bed and he rolled over, pulling some blankets out from under him to cover his cool body. The soft bed felt nice and in moments he was asleep, but hours later he would learn that asleep was not a state he really wanted to be in.