Title: Out of the ashes

Fic summery: Percy drinks a potion to conceive Oliver's child. Before he can consummate the potion, seeking revenge Lucius Malfoy rapes him...Fill in the blanks, Massive Hurt/Comfort fic,Loads of anst.Slash

Ch.Summery: Oliver sees the damage and tries to comfort the victim

Fic rating: R just to be safe

Ch Rating:pg-13,Rape hints and discripitive/disturbing images

pairings:Oliver/Percy

Disclaimer: I DO NOT own HP. If I did, I'd have a lot more money and the char would be a little less...straight. IF I WANTED FLAMES I'D START A FIRE. comments and tips welcomed.

All eyes turned to greet them as they appeared with a pop in the doorway of Percy's apartment. Ron looked furious, all of his brothers looked furious. Oliver glanced to the left just out side of the apartment, Hermoine knelt trying to calm a sobbing Ginny, while Draco and Harry stood shoulder to shoulder over the girls, both had their fist clenched and were white knuckled. Authur who looked exhausted moved quickly to grasp Oliver's hand, in what Oliver could only assume to be a hand shake, but he merely held the hand tightly and muttered a quiet.

"I'm sorry"

Oliver looked over Mr. Weasley head and into the apartment, to his right he could hear whispers shared by the two eldest brothers.

"He's kept a distance, he keeps falling over, like his legs don't work right"

"So you've had no luck then?"

"No. He panics if we go more than three steps into the room"

"I hope Oliver can reach him, I've never seen Percy this scared. EVER."

"I know"

They stopped when they noticed Oliver watching them. Stepping around Authur he expected the worse but what he saw was a far greater worse than he could have ever imagined.

Percy sat trembling in a corner, his knees drawn up to his chest, his head rested on his knees so only the red hair could be seen. He wore the fragments of his office robes, he must have just come home when it happened, the robes where torn and mangled leaving little to the imagination. Fearful eyes dared to glance over his knees still seeing them there was a soft gasp and he again buried his head in his knees. Oliver could see very little of his naturally fair skin the soft pink that it was ment to be, no indeed most of him was a rather nasty shade of blue or black, or red. That accused color stained his naturally carrot top locks, his face when it was seen was covered in it, as was the carpet. He was covered in small scratches to a nasty gash on his for arm from what he could see.

Oliver took a small step forward, and though Percy never looked up he whimpered and tried to dig further into the corner, Oliver stopped. Glancing back he noticed the 2 oldest brothers watching from the door way, the backs of the twins were to the door, it must have been to hard for them to watch. The shaking of their shoulders is what Oliver found most unnerving, sense when did anything scare those to. He didn't see Harry or Draco or the girls, though he could hear the sobs of Molly, she must have just arrived, and the hushed whispers of her husband no doubt trying to calm her.

Turning back to Percy he knelt down, he was furious and he had to fight to keep the anger out of his tone knowing if he didn't his anger would be thought directed at Percy, it would only scare him more.

"Perce...." He bade him self keep his tone soft.

Quietly red rimmed eyes peaked over his knees he whimpered and covered his face again.

"Percy, Come on Baby it's me."

Still kneeling he scooted forward getting about 2 feet closer before Percy's trembling increased to the point, Oliver was worried he might have a seizer or hurt him self, and stopped.

An odd strangled sound came from Percy, it was as though he tried to speak but his crying and his fear kept him at the level of a 2 year old for conveying thoughts.

"Perce it's me, Oliver, Please let me help you"

He edged closer, and Percy shook more and began to claw at the wall in an attempt to get further away. Whimpering and making strangled sounds in his throat, Seeing his collected and calm Percy in this state nearly brought tears to Oliver's eyes, he had to fight to keep his voice soft.

"Sweetheart, It's just me..."

Oliver paused and picked up a coat at his side, it was one of his, to focused on Percy, he didn't ponder at the fact as to why it was there in the first place. He was with in arms reach of him now, and moved forward slowly, everything he did under Percy's trembling gaze.

"Your cold, Let me put the coat on you all right, that's all OK?"

A tear slipped past his defenses, Oliver gave no notice. Percy had lifted his whole head up now, his face was slicked with a mixture of tears and blood, he leaned back against the wall watching Oliver with fear, he made no sound.

Oliver moved slowly scooting him self back against the wall where Percy was leaning when his back touched the wall he turned and looked at Percy.

"It's all right love, It's just me. I'm here now"

He kept repeat this in a mantra of sorts as he slowly brought the coat across his chest to his shoulders he let his right hand linger on Percy's left shoulder and slowly began moving him towards himself.

Percy whimpered but his eyes held a faint acknowledgment , Though he didn't recognize Oliver for Oliver, he recognized someone who wouldn't hurt him. All he smelt was Oliver's sent, from the coat and the person, he let him self be pulled close as his face found his chest his eyes closed and he, exhausted both mentally and physically blacked out.

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Well here's ch.2 what did you think. There was no POV. but there will be alot in the next one. PLEASE Let me know what you think.

-Crimson Flames1