(A/N) Sorry it took so long to update, we've been out of electricity for the last two days at our home…so now I'm actually staying at Conway's Pub, the pub I wrote about at the beginning of the story…I thought it was kind of ironic, but it's just me. I have my laptop with me now, so if I have to stay here for another few days I can still add.
Sorry for the wait…
Angelique
Chapter 7.
People in Grimmauld Place were nervous, the kids had gone back to school two weeks ago, but that wasn't what had everyone on their toes. It was Harry, Dumbledore finally deemed him safe, and it had taken a lot of will out of Sirius to keep from throttling the old wizard. Dumbledore had spent days in his godson's bedroom, drilling into his brain, trying to seek out his utmost secrets…until Harry finally broke down out of pure exhaustion, and that was after a month of the constant drilling and weakening potions, complements of Severus Snape. Dumbledore seemed to have found the perfect blackmail to use on Harry, no one knew aside from Dumbledore what exactly that was, but it was enough to make Harry comply and bite his tongue against screaming obscenities if anyone were to come near him.
The constant chatter in the dining room seized when Dumbledore entered the room, followed by a repressed Harry. Dumbledore steered him to sit down in a chair beside his before he too took a seat himself. Harry didn't dare to look into anyone's eyes, he just wanted to get out of here and get to his daughter. It had been two months since he had been taken from his home, Olivia must have thought Harry had abandoned her.
"Harry I want to introduce you to everyone…this is Professor Mc'Gonagall; she is your Transfiguration teacher and Headmistress at Hogwarts. Professor Snape, Potions Mater. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley…Tonks, Madeye Moody, Adam Bristow, and of course Professor Remus Lupin and Professor Sirius Black, both are Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers at Hogwarts." Harry just stared emotionlessly at every member before his head dropped back down and he didn't move a muscle.
"So Harry are you excited about going to Hogwarts next week?" Harry looked up at the redhead woman and gave her 'you're an idiot' look before starring back down at his plate. Harry rubbed at the leather collar around his next subconsciously as dinner was served out by Molly. Sirius scowled at the bands around his godson's neck and wrists, they had to come off, Dumbledore already seemed to have broken his spirit; he didn't need to be kept collared like a dog now.
"Harry's going to be a great addition to Gryffindor…" Minerva smiled leaning back in her seat once dinner was over, Dumbledore had just told everyone of Harry's accomplishments in the magic field, and how strong he truly was.
"What makes you think he'll be in Gryffindor? Was he already sorted?" Sirius grumbled as he began to collect the plates around the table, ignoring the clanging sound he made every time he handled the plates too roughly.
"No, I just decided it would be best if he were amongst the Gryffindors…" Dumbledore replied plainly, Sirius knew why…members of the Order's children were in Gryffindor and could easily get information from Harry and get directly back to Dumbledore, this was sick!
"I think you should let the sorting hat decide, I just don't think it's fair for the other houses is all…" This comment came from Remus, and Sirius had to hide his grin in a napkin before continuing to collect the dishes.
"Perhaps…I'll have to think about it. Though I think Harry would rather want to be in the same house as his parents, isn't that right Harry?" Harry just looked up numbly, he no longer had the courage to talk back to the man he very much despised, the old man knew too much for this own good, and that was a dangerous quality to Harry.
"What did you do to him?" Sirius growled while eyeing the collar around his godson's neck in distaste, he had yelled and then pleaded with Dumbledore to remove both the cuffs and the collar, but Dumbledore refused and kept saying it was for Harry's own good as well as the Order's. And now as he watched his emotionless godson he felt his heat break into crumbling pieces, he rather have to deal with a boy that spited him rather than one with no soul at all.
"What do you mean Sirius; the boy looks good to me…" Dumbledore chuckled shaking his head as he popped another lemon drop into his mouth, Sirius secretly wished he'd choke on it and end his fears of Dumbledore becoming another Dark Lord. Dumbledore wasn't always like this, but when he lost his family a few years back Dumbledore took a turn for the worse. He was still the same calm, charming, happy go lucky headmaster, as long as you stood on his good side. If you weren't, he was just like a dictator, his way or the highway, he'd tear your life to shreds until the person finally gave in, or Dumbledore gave an excuse for the Ministry to arrest you. And then…may God have mercy on your soul.
"Remove the collar and cuffs! He isn't a dog Dumbledore he's a boy! James and Lilly's son! AND MY GODSON!" Sirius screamed getting to his feet, enough was enough, without looking at the Headmaster he crossed across the Dining room and moved to remove the collar but he couldn't make it budge, not just that…but Harry started screaming in pain making Sirius back away in alarm. Harry dropped to the ground during this time and withered as if he were under the Crauctius curse. Finally, with a wave of his hand…Dumbledore released Harry from his misery, leaving him a panting, shaking boy on the ground.
"I should caution you not to do that again, those cuffs and collar cannot be removed unless I do them myself, it has my magic signature on them, and any time they try to be removed I will know. Harry is connected to me now and if I see he's being disobedient or disloyal I will punish him as I see fit." Dumbledore explained sternly before he dabbed his mouth and stood, crossing over to where Harry now kneeled he gave a swish of his wand and now he lay asleep.
"Put him back in his room, will you? And have him ready by Friday night, I'll have Severus come and pick him up." Dumbledore explained looking to Severus before he disappeared with a wave of his wand. Sirius stood stalk still and wanted to scream, McGonagall could see nothing good would come out of tonight, and so she and Severus both disparated as well as a few others leaving Sirius, Remus, and Mr. & Mrs. Weasley behind.
"I didn't think Albus was…I mean, I didn't know he could be so cruel." Molly whispered forcing the tears back as she kneeled down beside Harry.
"I knew the child was a bit out of control, but…abusing him like this won't make him come to the light." Arthur added
"We have three days until he leaves… that gives us three days and four nights to figure out how to get those cuffs off." Remus announced before heading up stairs to write a friend that owed him a favor, perhaps he knew what to do.
Eve before the trip to Hogwarts
Harry sat starring out his widow, he'd be going to Hogwarts tomorrow and he was dreading it. Not only was he being shoved into the spot light of the Wizarding World as its poster boy. But he was going as Dumbledore's puppet, it's not like he had a choice. At Hogwarts he'd have to follow Dumbledore's rules…and with the collar around his neck and the cuffs still plastered to his wrists, he didn't stand a chance to fight back. He tried getting some parchment to hopefully write Preacher and tell him to get Olivia and run for the Americas, but he wasn't allowed anything unless Dumbledore knew first.
A soft knock came from the door, but Harry easily ignored it. A few moments later he heard the door open and two steps of boots approach him.
"Harry, this is a good friend of mine Falcon Corvin…" Harry slowly turned at the name and smirked when he spotted one of his ex girlfriend's what was her name…Sasha…Sarah…SANDRA!
"Mr. Corvin, haven't seen you for a few years." Harry grinned mischievously with the man's jaw dropped.
"Shadow…yes, I suppose it has been a while, didn't know you were this famous in both worlds." Falcon chuckled taking out his wand
"And thank you for dumping my daughter, she's away at collage at the moment, met a man and set to be married in a few years." Harry laughed nodding his head.
"So how do you two know each other?" Harry asked curiously
"Harry, Mr. Corvin was my roommate at Hogwarts a few years back, we go way back…" Remus grinned rubbing his tired eyes.
"So what brings you here?" Harry asked curiously
"I had a few friends write me and tell me of your predicament; it seems you have a few accessories you don't wish to keep." Falcon explained pointing out the collar and cuffs making Harry roll his eyes in remembrance.
"But how?" Falcon grinned before narrowing his brown eyes in concentration, Harry began to feel a cold burning sensation around his neck before a loud click startled him and the collar was removed from his neck, minutes later the cuffs around his wrists were gone, but the Hogwarts emblem that was on the cuffs were now imprinted into his wrists. Harry stared at them with disgust before going back to rubbing his sore neck.
"How did you do that?" Remus asked hesitantly earning a grin from Falcon
"Concentration…keying into the signature that locks the spell in place…takes a lot out of you…" Falcon gasped waving his hand in front of his face to cool himself.
"Thanks…" Harry finally managed to speak hoarsely as he continued to massage his neck and wrists. Falcon was sweating slightly and panting, but still nodded his head and got to his feet.
"Don't thank me, thank Mr. Lupin, he wrote me asking for my help and of course I was much obliged to help out an old friend." Falcon grinned before heading outside the room with a simple nod of the head. Harry looked to Remus, and for one second neither moved, just stared in one another's eyes, and almost as if coming to an understanding between one another, they nodded.
"Are you hungry Harry?" Remus asked heading for the door, he paused long enough to have Harry stand to his feet and follow him out.
"Sirius! Set out another plate for Harry." Sirius nearly dropped the plate he was placing on the table before looking up to see Remus coming down the stairs with his Godson in toe. Sirius gave a hopeful smile but Harry didn't return it, in fact, much to everyone's surprise, Harry spent most of the evening at Remus' side.
"Harry…" Harry looked towards the door to find Remus entering; he gave Remus a gentle smile as he pulled the covers down on his bed. Remus took that as a sign to enter and did just that.
"Harry…can I talk to you?" Harry paused as he took off his shirt and allowed it to drop to the floor. Turning to face Remus he gave him a questioning look and nodded his head. Remus was in awe of the boy's body…he was very developed and tone, his skin tanned, and along his back was a black panther with emerald green eyes, just like Harry. Above his heart there was a Celtic cross with two words engraved on it, but he couldn't get close enough to read it.
"What did you want to talk about?" Harry asked interrupting Remus' conquest of looking at every inch of Harry's body.
"I want to talk to you about Sirius…" Harry seemed to stiffen at the name, he hated Sirius with every thread of his being, he killed one of his best friends…the idiot didn't even bother to question, just strike!
"There's nothing to talk about…" Harry replied coldly as he turned his back on Remus and wandered over to the dresser on the other side of the room, the "Order" had gone back to get his belongings, so the dressers were filled to the brim with his clothes, pictures, journals and such. Walking over to the trunk he was given, he wrenched it open and began to fill it with his things, his school things were already at school, Dumbledore didn't trust him to not break anything out of anger.
"You have to forgive him Harry…it was all a misunderstanding…Harry…he loves you more than you'll ever know. Growing up, you were like the son he never had, you always wanted Padfoot before James, I know…your father used to be flipping mad every time you did that. Even said his name before your fathers…" Remus smiled in memory, looking over to Harry, he found the raven haired boy standing emotionless out the window. He felt horrible for the boy, he knew Harry just wanted to be alone, and forgotten by the Wizarding World, but there was nothing he could do…
"Would you forgive him Remus? If he killed your best friend would you forgive?" Harry asked rephrasing his question. Remus didn't answer knowing now that Harry was right, when Sirius had been arrested for murdering James and Lily, he had be furious! Didn't even think about believing him until he had found Peter, the rat he was living with the Weasleys…perhaps forgiving Sirius was something Harry would just have to deal with on his own.
"People make mistakes Harry, it's your choice if you hold it upon them for the rest of their lives, but remember…if you never learn to forgive, then you've condemned yourself to a bitter life…I'll wake you up in the morning Harry. Until then, perhaps you should get some sleep…" Remus didn't wait for a response and quickly shut and magically locked the door to Harry's room. Remus knew that was sick of him, but as much as he wished Harry his freedom, he couldn't bring himself to setting Harry free…
Once Harry knew that Remus was gone he finished packing and sat back down on his bed, he had nothing better to do…besides, Remus' words kept ringing through his head. Should he forgive Black? He had killed his best friend…but it was just a big misunderstand…WHAT WAS HE THINKING!
Giving out an irritated grumble he flipped the lamp off beside his bed and decided to go to sleep…for tomorrow was when the real nightmare would begin…
"Harry…you still have a way out…come to me Harry, I'll keep you safe from that old mercenary fool…" Harry tried desperately to get out of the bindings that held him to the wooden chair, but the more he struggled, the tighter the ropes went making him gasp for air.
"Don't fight it Harry…embrace the power, embrace me…be mine.." It was around this time the Dark Lord came into view making Harry's throat constrict. He couldn't deal with him right now, he was too weak…
"It's your fault this is happening in the first place, you killed my parents…you killed the girl I'd give myself up for…WHY SHOULD I JOIN YOU!" Harry screamed in pure fury as his mind snapped and his struggle with the ropes intensified so much that the ropes were now cutting into his skin making him bleed.
"I know where your daughter is…Your Olivia…you wouldn't want anything to happen to her? Do you pet?" Voldemort inquired as he ran his index finger along one of the cuts, with the tip filled with Harry's blood, he brought it to his lips and slid it into his mouth, licking, sucking, and savoring Harry's blood as if it were candy.
"My…you really are delectable as you look…I wonder how you'll taste in other places…" Voldemort smirked while giving Harry a suggestive look that made the teenager cringe in his seat.
"I'm not a bad lover Harry; I'll take care of you…" Voldemort promised as he gently began to nip at the back of Harry's neck. Harry's scar began to hurt…the pain starting with his scar, and then spread across his body like wild fire making him gasp in pain.
"Leave Olivia out of this…she's just a kid…" Harry whispered his head dropping in a slight sign of defeat, Voldemort knew it wasn't that easy though.
"Yes, and you were just a baby…" Was Voldemort's reply to Harry's statement
"YOU'RE SICK!" Harry spat in anger, Voldemort smiled coldly and delivered a harsh punch to Harry's cheek that made his head snap to the side in pure agony.
"No…I'm in love…" Voldemort whispered before Harry's world went black…
Harry woke gasping in a cold sweat, his body tingling with the pain he had just felt and his hands trembling in fear. He wasn't gay! Couldn't the sick fuck see that he had a kid that took a female to make!
But he knew where Olivia was, and though Harry didn't want to do this…he knew he'd have to write Preacher and tell him to bring Olivia to Hogwarts, that way his daughter would be safe in his care…Harry knew he wouldn't go back to sleep that night. And so flinging the covers off his still trembling body, he headed for a nice cold shower to help wake him from his never-ending nightmare.
Voldemort grinned as he opened his eyes, he could almost taste the blood in his mouth, the boy was truly delectable… Standing up, he walked out of his chambers and towards the garden where he would meet the Seeker's Spy, the girl was truly an idiot, so easy to manipulate it sometimes scared him by how easy his job was. All she wanted was money, and place for her and her 'unborn child' to grow up.
"Ms. Zabinni…" Carla turned around and bowed slowly to her master while at the same time still trying to keep her balance so her bulging stomach wouldn't throw her off balance.
"My Lord…" Carla replied kissing the hem of her master's robes.
"Stand, we have much to talk about…" Voldemort ordered as he passed by the girl to sit down on a bench near the pond where Nagini was hunting at the moment for her dinner.
"I can't find Harry's daughter My Lord, the tracker I put on the dog's collar you got her is gone…she could be anywhere my Lord…" Carla replied as she took a seat reluctantly on the chair across from where her master was sitting. She had the Seekers fooled, Harry especially, he truly thought she was just a worthless muggle, when it truth Carla came from one of the richest pureblood families in the Wizarding World. All Carla had to do was give her want to her parents for a little while, and change her name…it was too easy. The only problem came along was when Harry and his men found out Carla had been cheating on him…making them question the child growing in her womb. And in truth she didn't know whose baby it was, but her master wouldn't allow her to kill it until he was sure it wasn't his future mate's…
"Then you're just going to have to work harder…aren't you?" Voldemort snapped wanting to crucio her on the spot, but know he couldn't in fear of killing the baby. If the baby was indeed Harry's, he'd keep it alive, it'd be their child to raise…Carla would just have to be disposed of after the labor…
"Yes Master….sorry Master…" Carla whimpered in fear of getting cursed, but when Voldemort made no move to reach for his wand, she relaxed slightly.
"I've talked to Snape, it appears Mr. Potter is being shipped off to Hogwarts tomorrow, I want you to find the girl before the first Hogsmede trip at the end of October …understand?" Carla nodded her head frantically as she stood and bowed once more before she was dismissed to leave.
"We're going to have so much fun Harry…" Voldemort grinned as he looked up at the moon and began to ponder what exactly his pet was doing at the moment…
(A/N)
Ok, I know most of you are thinking this is going to be a LV/HP fic…it's not! It takes two willing parties to make a slash novel, at least a good one. And I want to point out that Harry. Is. Not. Gay! Nor would I ever make him gay, he's a straight as you make them. And yes Voldemort has a sick, twisted obsession with Mr. Potter, the feeling isn't mutual therefore it's not a slash fic!
PS Carla's a bitch, aren't you happy?
