AN: Sorry about all the raping, it'll get better I promise!! This isn't
happy, but I PROMISE!!!
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Harry woke up again. The nightmare had been real. He was still tied down to the bed. He groaned. This was getting really stupid. He hadn't noticed himself fall asleep after Ron had taken him earlier.
Ron entered the room again. "You know Harry, I think it'll be good for you to be with me. No more dirty Malfoy."
Harry rolled his eyes. Ron was really stupid if he thought that Harry got the arousal from him.
"Harry, staying silent is going to make things harder for both of us." Said Ron as he made his way over to Harry's side.
Ron watched Harry for a while. Ugh, how disgusted Harry felt with Ron's eyes on his naked form. Harry had never in his life felt so ashamed of himself yet he did nothing wrong.
Ron got up on the bed and lay there on Harry's chest. Listening to Harry's breathing. "You know Harry, I love you. I always have, and I promise nothing bad will come to you."
Harry still hadn't said anything. How could Ron be as stupid as he is right now? Nothing bad huh? Wasn't being raped by Ron bad enough? Harry thought about it, he would rather be raped by all the other Weasely's combined than Ron. Ron was disgusting to the max.
Ron laid there on Harry's chest for a long time taking in Harry's breathing and his heart beats. It made Ron smile.
Not long after the door swung open.
The hooded figure with red eyes slithered over to the two of them. Ron had sat up on the bed and quickly fallen to his master's feet.
Voldemort kicked Ron and Ron looked up in confusion. His master had always treated him well, except when he tried to persuade his master to let Harry go but he had been punished for that and now he had handed Harry over to his master.
Two more Death Eaters had entered the room and they held Ron up by the arms.
Voldemort laughed a most shrilling and evil laugh that rang through Harry's ears as the most horrible sound he had ever heard.
"You thought that I would let you keep Potter did you?"
Ron's eyes shot wide and looked at Harry.
"That's right boy, I'm changing the plan on behalf of the disgusting behaviour you showed last night, I guess I will just have to deal with you."
Ron still looked confused.
Voldemort rolled his red eyes and took off the hood revealing a most disgusting looking pale face that was so sickly; it gave off a bluish glow. "Stupid boy, I DO approve of raping yes, but call me old fashioned, I also find same gender sex quite unnatural. You will be punished with your life because you are sick and you are so stupid."
"But master-"
"Don't call me your master. It sounds just as disgusting coming from your mouth."
Ron abruptly shut his mouth. Voldemort motioned the two Death Eaters to take the red headed dim wit away.
Voldemort now turned to look at Harry who was lying on the bed naked.
"You, although I find it such a disgusting act, will get no pity from me. I'm going to kill you and there's nothing you can do."
Another Death Eater entered the room.
"Lucius, take care of this boy. There will be no more of him."
"Yes master." Said Lucius taking out his wand and pointed it at Harry.
Harry's eyes shot wide open. He knew what was coming but he also knew he had no more strength left in him to fight what was coming. Trying to fight off Ron took most of his energy already.
"Avada kadavra!" Shouted Lucius and all of Harry's world went dark until he saw nothing anymore.
"NO!" Shouted Draco as he stood up watching the red heart fluttering at the corner of the page start cracking. "NO HARRY DON'T GO!"
Sirius and Lupin's eyes shot wider. This couldn't possibly mean what they thought it meant could it?
"HARRY! DON'T GIVE UP PLEASE DON'T GIVE UP!" Shouted Draco again.
"No..." Said Draco falling to the ground as he felt his soul being torn apart. Draco was crying again, this time he didn't care who saw him. He had felt it; he felt his soul split in two. The heart at the corner of the page cracked wider and deeper and you could actually see the heart wince in pain.
Neither Sirius nor Lupin wanted to say anything to disrupt the blonde boy. If Harry died that meant that there would never be hope for the wizarding world, that there would never be hope for Draco.
"No Harry no. Please come back. I love you Harry, I love you please, come back to me." Whispered Draco, which was only audible to himself and the book he clutched at his heart.
Draco just lay there on the floor crying and clutching the book with all his might, hoping and hoping that the book would turn into Harry.
Sirius and Lupin lifted the boy up half pushing, half carrying the blonde boy out of the room. Neither trying to take the book from the boy.
They brought Draco into his own room and put him in his bed.
Draco was still clutching the book as he sobbing into the pillow. His heart was gone; it felt like it was torn out. His heart had broken and he never got a chance to tell Harry how much he loved him one last time. So, this was what Harry was trying to hide from him. This was what Harry was trying to protect Draco from. Draco guessed it was inevitable. He didn't want to think anymore. He wanted to die, to die with Harry. If they couldn't be together physically, they could be joined in the afterlife. That way nothing could ever split them up again.
Draco fell asleep sobbing with the pain this was giving him. He didn't bother looking at the book or at the page where it had shown him where Harry was.
The quill had drawn a very recognizable image of the Malfoy Manor. Draco knew that or sure, but he didn't care. Harry was gone; he could feel Harry had left him.
Harry woke up again. The nightmare had been real. He was still tied down to the bed. He groaned. This was getting really stupid. He hadn't noticed himself fall asleep after Ron had taken him earlier.
Ron entered the room again. "You know Harry, I think it'll be good for you to be with me. No more dirty Malfoy."
Harry rolled his eyes. Ron was really stupid if he thought that Harry got the arousal from him.
"Harry, staying silent is going to make things harder for both of us." Said Ron as he made his way over to Harry's side.
Ron watched Harry for a while. Ugh, how disgusted Harry felt with Ron's eyes on his naked form. Harry had never in his life felt so ashamed of himself yet he did nothing wrong.
Ron got up on the bed and lay there on Harry's chest. Listening to Harry's breathing. "You know Harry, I love you. I always have, and I promise nothing bad will come to you."
Harry still hadn't said anything. How could Ron be as stupid as he is right now? Nothing bad huh? Wasn't being raped by Ron bad enough? Harry thought about it, he would rather be raped by all the other Weasely's combined than Ron. Ron was disgusting to the max.
Ron laid there on Harry's chest for a long time taking in Harry's breathing and his heart beats. It made Ron smile.
Not long after the door swung open.
The hooded figure with red eyes slithered over to the two of them. Ron had sat up on the bed and quickly fallen to his master's feet.
Voldemort kicked Ron and Ron looked up in confusion. His master had always treated him well, except when he tried to persuade his master to let Harry go but he had been punished for that and now he had handed Harry over to his master.
Two more Death Eaters had entered the room and they held Ron up by the arms.
Voldemort laughed a most shrilling and evil laugh that rang through Harry's ears as the most horrible sound he had ever heard.
"You thought that I would let you keep Potter did you?"
Ron's eyes shot wide and looked at Harry.
"That's right boy, I'm changing the plan on behalf of the disgusting behaviour you showed last night, I guess I will just have to deal with you."
Ron still looked confused.
Voldemort rolled his red eyes and took off the hood revealing a most disgusting looking pale face that was so sickly; it gave off a bluish glow. "Stupid boy, I DO approve of raping yes, but call me old fashioned, I also find same gender sex quite unnatural. You will be punished with your life because you are sick and you are so stupid."
"But master-"
"Don't call me your master. It sounds just as disgusting coming from your mouth."
Ron abruptly shut his mouth. Voldemort motioned the two Death Eaters to take the red headed dim wit away.
Voldemort now turned to look at Harry who was lying on the bed naked.
"You, although I find it such a disgusting act, will get no pity from me. I'm going to kill you and there's nothing you can do."
Another Death Eater entered the room.
"Lucius, take care of this boy. There will be no more of him."
"Yes master." Said Lucius taking out his wand and pointed it at Harry.
Harry's eyes shot wide open. He knew what was coming but he also knew he had no more strength left in him to fight what was coming. Trying to fight off Ron took most of his energy already.
"Avada kadavra!" Shouted Lucius and all of Harry's world went dark until he saw nothing anymore.
"NO!" Shouted Draco as he stood up watching the red heart fluttering at the corner of the page start cracking. "NO HARRY DON'T GO!"
Sirius and Lupin's eyes shot wider. This couldn't possibly mean what they thought it meant could it?
"HARRY! DON'T GIVE UP PLEASE DON'T GIVE UP!" Shouted Draco again.
"No..." Said Draco falling to the ground as he felt his soul being torn apart. Draco was crying again, this time he didn't care who saw him. He had felt it; he felt his soul split in two. The heart at the corner of the page cracked wider and deeper and you could actually see the heart wince in pain.
Neither Sirius nor Lupin wanted to say anything to disrupt the blonde boy. If Harry died that meant that there would never be hope for the wizarding world, that there would never be hope for Draco.
"No Harry no. Please come back. I love you Harry, I love you please, come back to me." Whispered Draco, which was only audible to himself and the book he clutched at his heart.
Draco just lay there on the floor crying and clutching the book with all his might, hoping and hoping that the book would turn into Harry.
Sirius and Lupin lifted the boy up half pushing, half carrying the blonde boy out of the room. Neither trying to take the book from the boy.
They brought Draco into his own room and put him in his bed.
Draco was still clutching the book as he sobbing into the pillow. His heart was gone; it felt like it was torn out. His heart had broken and he never got a chance to tell Harry how much he loved him one last time. So, this was what Harry was trying to hide from him. This was what Harry was trying to protect Draco from. Draco guessed it was inevitable. He didn't want to think anymore. He wanted to die, to die with Harry. If they couldn't be together physically, they could be joined in the afterlife. That way nothing could ever split them up again.
Draco fell asleep sobbing with the pain this was giving him. He didn't bother looking at the book or at the page where it had shown him where Harry was.
The quill had drawn a very recognizable image of the Malfoy Manor. Draco knew that or sure, but he didn't care. Harry was gone; he could feel Harry had left him.