~~IMPORTANT!~~
First off I want to apologize for taking so long to update this story. I'm going through a pretty rough patch in my life right now…I've been using this story to kind of help myself out hoping to go through healing stages with Viper (as you can see he is currently in a really bad place) but everything I've tried writing has been way too dark and I just can't seem to find my usual rhythm. This chapter still turned out a lot darker than I wanted it to but there is hope for Viper (and myself) at least in the next chapter.
I want to thank anyone who sticks around to read this story and this lame authors note. I'm also going to apologize right now for all future updates. I can't promise a set update time since writing will all be based on how I'm feeling. So without further ado I give you Chapter 4.
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.
~~WARNINGS!
Heavy implications
Graphic Scenes (No actual intercourse)
Chapter 4- The Show
Previously: After that they followed Zoron into the giant manor, through lots of twisting turning hallways, and into a dark candlelit room that had several chairs and a throne of skulls on a raised dais along the far wall.
In the center lay a slightly raised mounds of pillows and silks. Zoron quickly went about getting Swan into position, spelling away his robe and making him bow his head in submission. Swan wore a simple loin cloth and that was it. Zoron created a chain and locked one end onto Swan's left hand and the other to the center of the mound.
Viper moved into the shadows of a doorway hidden behind the mound, to await his moment to "pounce" on his prey. "Next time I will be a snake not a furry little monster alright Master?" Viper murmured when Zoron came to double check his make-up. Zoron smirked and yet didn't threaten to Crucio him for speaking out of turn.
"Next time, my little Viper?" Viper scowled and leaned heavily against the door. Zoron left him to stew in his own thoughts. Sighing deeply, Viper closed his eyes trying to get himself in the mood and didn't open them until the lighting dimmed even more and sultry music started playing softly. Dark silhouettes had taken up positions in the chairs at the entrance. A quiet chattering that had started up at the sight of Swan cut short when Viper shut the door behind him and opened his mouth.
"Well…well…well…You finally fell into my trap…Did you honestly think you could escape my clutch forever?" Viper stepped out from the shadows and smiled lazily at Swan's fearful glance up at him. Swan trembled slightly. Sensually Viper circled his prey swaying his hips in beat with the music. When Viper finally stopped (facing the 'audience') he unclasped his cloak letting it pool at his feet. Swan scooted back as far as the chain allowed him to, while Viper slunk forward. There was appreciative murmurs from the wizards watching them.
Viper's cat ears swiveled and his tail twitched. Viper caressed Swan's sides running them up and down soothingly. He smirked when he heard the man let out a small moan, but when he leaned down to bite Swan's ear the man jerked away with a cry. Viper tut-ted in disappointment. "Not a very good mouse are you?"
"Please." Swan begged, and Viper shuddered before lightly touching his lips stilling his movements. He stood again and began to dance to the music. He smirked when he saw the lust swimming within Swan's eyes and how he unconsciously leaned toward him.
"Like what you see?" Swan whimpered and Viper took that as his cue. He crept back to Swan and began massaging, biting, scratching until he was hard. When Swan's whimpers turned into wanton moans, Viper kissed him lightly on the lips and pulled back.
"Dance for me little mouse." Gently Viper pulled Swan to his feet moving to stand behind him, and turned them to face their audience. Placing his hands on Swan's hips Viper swayed, writhed, and grinded with Swan to the beat. His hands worked their way to his front where he stroked lightly and bit his neck.
The music had just reached a crescendo when suddenly the lights came on. Swan and Viper shared one more heated passionate kiss before turning towards their audience, heads bowed in submission. Zoron stepped out of the shadows with ease clapping and smiling creepily.
"Well, well, well. Quite a show if I do say so. I'm feeling rather breathless just from watching them." There were appreciative chuckles. "Yes well…Would either of them be to your tastes M'Lord? Free of charge of course."
Through lowered eyelids Viper watched a hooded figure stand up from his seat upon a raised dais. "I find myself not in need of a whore tonight…let my followers have some fun." Viper's blood ran cold when he recognized that sneering voice. "No…why?!"
"Very good M'lord. Alright! Bring it in—" But Viper had stopped listening. He felt sick to his stomach. "I'm about to have sex with a Death Eater…What did I do to deserve this? Why does fate hate me?"
"Sold! You Sir have won yourself a night with Viper here. But I must warn you, he can be rather feisty…Viper!" Zoron hissed at him, and he felt even more terrified of what he was going to be doing. He and Swan shared a look, with Swan trying to reassure him through his eyes, before a leash was snapped onto his collar. He was forcefully tugged into a hallway back to a dimly lit room. The door slammed shut through the use of magic and Viper dutifully took his spot at the foot of the bed, and seductively turned to leer up at the masked man.
"Well you cost me a pretty penny Viper. I am not easily impressed." The man's cold sneer filled turned Viper's blood to ice and made his heart stutter.
~Explicit Scene CUT! (At least for now…If I ever get in the mood I will post all cut scenes in a separate story)~
Viper watched disinterestedly as the sun slowly changed the night sky to a pale pink as it rose through the horizon. He watched individual dust motes dance through the air. He felt cold inside. His longtime friend 'Despair' had already come to greet him during the night. "Why do I continue to live? Why can't I just give up?" "Because then children like Henry will suffer the same fate." His subconscious provided unhelpfully. Just when he had almost convinced himself that what he did was for a good reason he looked over at the man…no thing, beside him.
The Death Eater he had slept with was still passed out cold. He was spread out, sheet barely covering his lower body. Fine long blonde strands of hair framed the man's head and covered Viper's own chest. If looks could kill (and if he was allowed magic) this man would have been killed a thousand times over; each imagined death twice as more gruesome and refreshing than the last.
"Why?" He could practically feel another part of his soul break apart and wither into ash. He felt empty and disgusting inside. He wanted this to end…but he knew he had already dug his grave…and he knew that now that he gave Zoron the 'green light' so to speak he would be going through much worse. "Although nothing could be worse than being forced to 'sleep' with this monster….Okay old Voldie would be worse." Viper mused to distract himself.
He heard the click of a door open. "Viper…Come…" He sighed deeply as Zoron's whisper washed over him. Gingerly he sat up and slipped away following Zoron and Swan out of the Manor. He refused to meet Swan's probing gaze, and instead stared at the floor in shame. As they Apparated out Viper allowed a single tear to slip unnoticed down his cheek…
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Sorry for such a short dark horribly written chapter. I really am cruel to poor Viper, but I promise that next chapter will start to brighten for the poor guy. I will try to get it posted as soon as possible (especially since it irks me when authors wait forever to post and I am no better=/)
3 guesses as to who bought Viper.
Until next time.
~InfinityIsEverlasting~
