Harry Potter and Destiny's Child
Summary: Harry is help prisoner where he suffers both pleasure and pain. When he escapes and returns to Hogwarts he suffers as he tries to recover from his ordeal. Secrets are discovered. Choices are made. Will Harry recover and accept his destiny? Or will he fall into darkness? Slash Harry/?, Harry/Severus, Harry/Draco There will be M-preg. Rated R for sexual situations, rape, and adult content.
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Chapter Four: Escape
The next day someone new fed Harry and gave him his potions… but this time they tasted different. Twice a day Harry was fed and given potions… and the fog in his mind began to lift. He remembered he was Harry Potter… a Wizard. He could not remember where he was or how long he had been there but he remembered his family "selling" him to Death Eaters. He knew he had to escape… his friends must be frantic with worry…especially Ron and Hermione. Dumbledore must have the Order out searching for him… Harry figured Snape must know he was captured but maybe not where he was. He was a bit concerned since he hadn't had a vision of Voldemort for so long… not since the death of his Godfather.
Harry smiled a bitter smile as he remembered Sirius. He had thought it was his fault that Sirius died… he had felt that way for a long time… but it was Malfoy of all people who helped him realize that, yes, he did play a part in the circumstances that lead to Sirius' death… but the adults bore much greater responsibility than Harry did. They had expected an emotional teenager under a great amount of stress to make a mature and well thought out decision without giving him enough information to do so. No one had explained to Harry that his visions could be false… or that Voldemort could influence Harry's emotions… or possibly possess him. If they had and Harry had chosen to ignore them… then he could feel guilty. Surprisingly enough, the Slytherin's words had comforted Harry more than anyone else's and he finally released the guilt and self-loathing he had been harboring.
As he was pondering this, the person arrived to feed him… today, though Harry refused. "No way will I drink something just cause you want me too!"
"Sshh, good the other potion has worn off. Harry, listen to me. I owe you a Wizard's Debt. Not one but two times over. I know you can never forgive me, but please let me help you escape. No one deserves what they are doing to you and you are the only one who can kill that mad man. You don't have reason to trust me, but remember I could force you to take the potion but I won't. Just drink the water and the broth. The potion is just a nutrient potion. I haven't been feeding you the other one for many days now."
"Wormtail?!?" Harry whispered in shock.
"Yes, please Harry, if I am in here too long they won't let me be the one to feed you anymore… and I won't be able to help you escape."
Harry thought for a moment then agreed. After all, this was his only chance at escape.
"When I return tonight, I will release your bonds. You will swallow a time-released portkey. Then you will get dressed in the clothes I will proved you and wait. The portkey will activate three hours later. They will know the moment you are gone. I will get you to Hogsmead. Use the tunnel in the Shrieking Shack and run to Hogwarts. Don't leave the grounds. Your collar allows the Dark Lord to find you wherever you are so if you leave while wearing it… well you can guess what will happen. I am not sure what they have done to you, but whatever it is has made My Lord very happy. I must leave. I will not speak to you when I return. Don't move until after I leave. May Merlin help you child."
With that Wormtail left Harry alone.
Harry pondered and slept fitfully as his mind tried to make sense of everything. He was confused about the collar Wormtail mentioned. It seemed to be some sort of tracking device… which was bad… but then why did he feel almost pleased at the mere mention of it? These thoughts and others raced through Harry's mind as he waited for Wormtail to return.
The door opened. Harry was fed, watered, and given a potion… this potion Harry could identify… it was Pepper-Up potion. Wormtail whispered something and Harry felt the bonds holding his hands and feet loosen. Then a small smooth stone was placed in his mouth. Praying he wasn't helping in his own demise he swallowed the stone. Then mouthed, "thank you" silently as Wormtail left the room.
Harry counted to 500 before moving. He silently removed the bonds and his blindfold… blinking until his eyes became accustomed to the dim light. He saw a set of clothes; boxers, jeans, and a jumper as well as socks and shoes. He put them all on and gazed around the room. It was rather large… as was the bed he was sitting on… large but plain. It held no furniture other than the bed, a nightstand, and a chair. He wondered how long he had been kept there. He had no idea… but it must have been a while since his hair seemed to have grown quite a bit.
Harry sat back and waited for the portkey to activate. The Pepper-Up potion was starting wear off and he was getting anxious that this was some sort of trick… suddenly he felt that tell tale hook behind his navel felling and he fell to his knees in Hogsmead. Everything was blurry since he didn't have his glasses… but he stumbled to the Shrieking Shack and ran as fast as he could through the tunnel. He didn't stop once until he climbed out from under the Whomping Willow. Harry paused to catch his breath. He couldn't believe how exhausted he was after so little physical effort. Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to run to the castle and up to the Headmaster's office.
Murmuring his emergency password, "Phoenix Tears" he raced up the stairs and burst through the door… not bothering to knock.
He had interrupted an Order meeting as a room full of blurry faces turned to look at him in surprise.
"Harry?"
"Harry!"
"Is that you?"
"Are you all right?"
The Headmaster raised his hand for silence, but Remus shouted before the Headmaster could speak.
"Just where in the Hell have you been?"