Disclaimer: I own nothing except the plot
Pairings: Harry x Voldie,
Warnings: Slash, Mpreg, light bashing
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Harry whimpered as he was shoved into an uncomfortable bed. He looked around the dump and whimpered again. There were so many kids here.
"Hello everyone," Dumbledore said grinning earning quite a few flinches, "I would like you to meet Harry and Matt." with that the man left.
A brave girl stepped forward. Harry gasped, she was dressed like a house elf, her hair was a mess and her skin was bruised.
"H-hello," she said, her voice was soft and quiet as if she was afraid of talking. She looked no older than nine.
"What's going on? Where are we?" Harry cried. "I want my mommy and daddy!"
"Your parents are most likely dead like all of ours are. He killed them." a young boy said from the corner. He had a eye patch covering his right eye and a scar running down the right side of the face, partly hidden by the eye patch.
His messy blond hair was in knots and his one hazel eye looked tired and old even though the boy could not be older than eight.
Matt hugged Harry close to him and closed his eyes.
"You guys can have Nelson and Blair's old beds. They are… um, no longer with us," the girl said sadly.
"Why, what happened to them?" Harry asked, wide eyed.
"He sold them until they just stopped working, or at least that's what he said," the boy said. "they just never came back one day."
"I'm Matt and this is Harry," Matt said after awhile.
"I'm Cara and this is Allen." the girl said, "Jacqueline and Arabelle are over there, they're twins." she motioned to identical blonde girls who were standing behind her.
"Please, call me Jackie," the girl said softly.
Cara looked smiled at the little girl. She opened her mouth to say something else but her words were cut off by the door slamming open.
"Up you get," a cheery voice said, "dinner isn't going to cook itself."
Harry watched as all the kids all stood. They looked dead on their feet but somehow they found the energy to stand up again.
Cara took his and Matt's hand and began leading them. They followed Dumbledore down a hall and into a huge kitchen.
"Master says that house elves are very expensive. Instead he makes us do the work." Cara explained as she pulled an apron out of her pockets and tied it around her waist.
"Here, these will be yours," Allen said handing them both aprons.
"No need," Dumbledore said grabbing the brothers shoulders. "it's their first day here. They need a days rest at least. Their parents did both just mysteriously die."
Harry and Matt began squirming in a desperate attempt to pull away but the grip on their shoulders just tightened.
"Come with me so I can explain the rules."
"Rules?" Harry asked nervously.
"Yes, just the basics."
The two boy reluctantly followed Dumbledore to a separate room in the back. They were forced to take a seat on the floor and watched as Dumbledore tower over them.
"Now, as you know, something horrible happened to your parents and I so gratefully brought you into my care." the old man started.
Harry and Matt's mouths were forced shut in case they tried to deny the information.
Dumbledore smiled at that, "oh good, the spell works. Don't worry, it's just there to prevent you from telling anyone in case you actually manage to escape." with that said he lifted Matt's chin, "you purebloods are so beautiful. I can't wait until you're old enough for me." he mumbled. Harry and Matt blinked, unsure what the man meant.
"Anyways, that leads me to my first rule; don't try to escape. It wouldn't end well." the old man started holding up one finger. He put up a second finger, "rule number two; you will do whatever I tell you to do. Finally rule number three you should do your best to stay hidden since every thinks you're dead."
"Why are you doing this?" Matt whimpered pulling Harry against his chest.
"Your father shouldn't have defied me."
"But-," Matt started.
Dumbledore just smiled at that, "behave now my pretties. Daddy will be back later." and with that the man disappeared.
Harry and Matt shuttered. The way he said 'daddy' was very creepy.
"Don't worry Harry, I won't let him hurt you," Matt promised holding the smaller boy closer.
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Dumbledore clapped his hands together and gained the group of childrens attention.
"The new students are arriving today and I want the feast to be wonderful. I also need all the students bags delivered safely to their designated rooms. The house elves will handle that, you guys will just have to take everything out of the train and organize them into five piles for each house and the first once all the students are asleep I want you all to clean the dining area. Any questions? Good, dismissed."
Dumbledore left before anyone could say anything.
The group split into two. Harry getting assigned to the bag group while his brother went to the kitchens.
A girl who was about 19, led them down the hall and to the outside. Harry smiled as the fresh breeze hit his face and the wind blew his hair. He missed this.
The girl, Korri, ruffled Harry's hair. Harry blinked up at her.
"Come on, the train should be arriving shortly."
The group of children walked onwards to the meeting point.
Harry watched as a giant man waved a lantern over to them.
"That's Hagrid," Korri told the group, "he will be watching over us until the students arrive."
"There ya 're!" the man grinned at them. He reached over and slapped Korri's butt, "I was beginning to wonder when you would come. I missed your pretty faces."
Korri frowned in disgust as the man groped her a bit. He was interrupted by the sound of a train horn blowing signally the arrival of the students.
"Wait here, once all the students are gone you may enter."
Harry wrapped his arms around his body and whimpered. How did his life become like this? He missed his daddy and his mommy. He patted the area in his robe where he kept Tom's diary and sighed in relief, it was still with him. He would ask Tom what to do later.
An hour later all the students were gone. Harry was freezing by now. He pathetically wrapped his thin robe tighter around him.
"Come on, it should be warmer on the train," Korri said helping each of the kids onto the train before getting on herself. They went into every cabin and grabbed all the heavy trunks. They pushed them to the hallway where some of the other kids pulled them out and two kids sorted them. They were done within three hours.
The group was exhausted by the time they were done. Harry almost fell asleep as soon as he touched his bed.
"You can't sleep yet, we still have to clean up," Cara shook the boy awake.
Harry pouted and glared at her. He wanted to rest and not be here!
It wasn't fair!
Harry did get back up though and spent the half hour scrubbing and cleaning the great hall with the other kids and the house elves.
Harry gratefully put his head down on his uncomfortable pillow and closed his eyes. He fell asleep almost instantly.
"Tom!" Harry stared at the older boy for a moment before he broke into heart wrenching tears. He ran up to the boy and wrapped his arms tightly around his friends waist.
"What's wrong Harry?" Tom asked concerned. He could feel Harry's emotional distress all day but he did not know why Harry seemed to be in so much pain.
"H-he killed them Tom!" the boy sobbed out. "that horrible man. He killed my daddy and he killed my mommy. They're dead! He took them away from me."
Tom's eyes widened, "who? What happened?"
Harry choked on a sob. He looked up at Tom teary eyed, "Dumbledore." he whispered, flinching at the name.
"What?" Tom said shocked. His eyes widened and his grasp on Harry loosened. Dumbledore. The head of the light killed two light wizards? That did not seem right…
"He took me and Matty. He locked us in this awful dungeon and its so cold and I hate it! He's making us work as house elves." Harry continued. He buried his face in Tom's chest and just cried.
Tom growled, he lifted the boy into his arms and held him close. He had to make sure first though, he headed towards his makeshift Hogwarts staircase and watched his Dumbledore walk down the stairs.
"Harry, look over there, is that the man you say killed your parents?"
Harry sniffled and looked up at the younger Dumbledore. He gave Tom a small nod before burying his face in Tom's neck again.
"I'm so scared Tom, I don't want to go back. Can I stay here with you?" Harry asked once he trusted himself to talk.
Tom smiled at him, "I'm afraid not. And what about Matt? You shouldn't leave him by himself. He needs you."
"What if Dumbledore finds you and takes you away from me?"
"I won't let that happen."
"How?"
Tom thought for a second before rubbing his hand against Harry's cheek, "it'll all be alright, I promise. Dumbledore ruined my life but there is no way I'm letting him ruin yours."
Harry did not hear the last bit of what Tom said. He tightened his grip on Tom and just cried.
When Harry woke up the next morning he was miserable. He sat up and rubbed his tear stained eyes. His body ached from sleeping on such a hard uncomfortable and cold bed.
"Good morning," Cara smiled at him and handed him a ball of what looked like rags.
"What's this?" Harry asked as he opened the cloth up.
"They're your day clothes. We get two different sets of clothes. One for day and one for night."
Harry frowned at that, he did not want to wear rags. They looked itchy and ugly and uncomfortable.
Harry looked at Matt and saw the boy change into his rags and sighed. He turned away and quickly changed into the rags.
After a hard and tiring day of hard work the kids were fed something that looked suspiciously like slop and were then forced to sleep in their uncomfortably hard beds. Harry just pouted but he was so tired he fell asleep almost instantly.
Life was now routine. A horrible tiring routine that seemed to get worse as the days wore on. Punishments were horrible. Emmie, a twelve year old girl was raped in front of them all in their room by Dumbledore. Harry had never been so scared. All the girl did was take a couple extra pieces of bread because she was hungry. Harry had cried that night and as a result the next day he was whipped with a long leather whip.
It had hurt so much. The whip burned his skin and his skin was on fire. He couldn't stop crying and screaming. It was only five hits but it was still five hits too many.
Matt had tried to stop Dumbledore and as a result the boy was hit ten times. The two boys had to work after that. They had to clean and cook even though their little bodies hurt so much. Harry and Matt could hardly move without feeling a sharp pain down their backs.
Harry hated his new life. He wanted his parents back. How did everything get so wrong? Why did Dumbledore do this? What was the purpose? Harry thought he would never understand.
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Lilac: Thank you all for the reviews :)
And stop calling me evil, will you? I am not evil. You guys must have figured out that James and Sirius had to die. I mean if Harry was loved and cared for he would never become evil. I swear I will refrain from killing off people if I get at least thirty reviews for the next chapter. And no, that isn't blackmail, it is simply incentive to review… *lovingly strokes Matt's cheek and hugs Cara close while staring innocently at the readers.*
But hey, if I ever get fifty reviews for one chapter I will let you guys plan out Lily and Dumbledore's death. You can make it as painful and gruesome as possible and I will write it. See, I offer some rewards for reviewing too.
And hey while I'm at it, since I have already written chapter 8, if I get 100 reviews I will post it over the week instead of next Saturday.
Matt: *grabs me and starts pulling me away* stop blackmailing and bribing your readers!
Lilac: No! It's fun!
Matt: and stop sacrificing me!
Lilac: but…
Harry: I don't want you to kill off Matt. Please don't. *pouts cutely*
Lilac: but…. reviews and… I…
Matt: you're insane! All this college stuff must be getting to you.
Lilac: yes! That's it… the SATs rotted my brain. I am not insane, just tired…
Matt: Suuuure, whatever you say Lila. *pats my head softly*
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Anyways… thanks for reading :)
Lilac ;)
