Mute
It has been three years since Harry Potter's sound had been heard. Three years since the final battle. The Hogwarts' battle. Since that battle, since the last scream of denial, Harry Potter has not even whimpered under any circumstances. It doesn't matter if you are torturing him or torturing somebody in front of him. It doesn't matter if you are making love to him or if you are raping him, he doesn't make a sound.
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Three years ago, on the last day of Harry Potter's last year of school, the dark forces attacked the school full force. It was a very organized attack that the spies didn't know about. With in an hour of attack, most of light side's forces were down. Only few were still fighting and those were hoping for a miracle, that they knew, it wouldn't come unless Harry Potter wins his duel with Vldemort. But it only took five extra minutes for their hopes to vanish. As expected, Harry Potter's luck ran out at last. And he lost the duel. Voldemort bound him and laughed a very inhuman and chilling laugh. The sound of his victory laugh shocked everybody to their cores. Not even his inner circle was expecting to hear it, even though they did put their hopes on it. But they were Slytherin enough to hid their shock and use their opponents' temporary weakness to their advantage. So with in two minutes every light wizard that still was fighting was bound and at the mercy of Lord Voldemort.
Lord Voldemort walked to his equal and looked at him. Harry Potter has changed without Voldemort's knowledge. He has changed very drastically from the baby that was crying for his fallen mother. He has changed from the fourteen year old that was bound to his father tombstone. He has changed from the hurt fifteen year old boy that thwarted him again and again and again. Harry Potter now was a very handsome and very powerful seventeen year old man with eyes of seventy year old man. Yes, he has seen much more than he should have seen. Lord Voldemort turned around; even he couldn't stand to look at those burning and broken emerald eyes. Yes, it was better to leave Harry Potter's fate last to decide.
"Well, well, well, Albus Dumbledore, " He said. "You've fallen at last. Even not by my hand. Look around you Dumbledore, see what has become of your precious chess game, do you like it? With only one move, you are checkmate. And you know what: it's not your turn to move. I've won. Your weapon lost. "
Then he turned to his followers and said" kill them very slowly and one by one. Leave Dumbledore and the Weasley girl last. "He turned to Lucius Malfoy. "Make sure Potter watches all of them dieing."
And so Harry Potter watched all of them tortured to death. They even let him talk to them. He said goodbye to them all, all of his friends and allies. After their death, Lord Voldemort stood from his throne and walked to Dumbledore.
"And now is your turn to die Dumbledore, any last words?" he said.
"I'm sorry Harry, I didn't mean for this to happen." Dumbledore said, looking to Harry Potter in eye.
"But it did happen. " Harry Potter said." And now you can't do anything about it Dumbledore. You played chess games and made a weapon of me. All for nothing. You believed end justifies the means but now you don't even have the end. You, Albus Dumbledore, failed and brought down a thousand of people with you. You did worse than what he could have ever done. There is nothing that can be said to you. I hope you rot in hell, behind the veil." And then he turned his back to Dumbledore. And he didn't see the single tear of Dumbledore's that drop from his ancient face. Dumbledore bowed his head and waited for his death to come. Lord Voldemort laughed at Dumbledore's bowed head.
"Well done and well said Harry Potter." He said. "I will show you one last mercy, Albus Dumbledore. I will grant you a quick death. Avada Kedavra." And the green light that was missing on the battle field, stroked the most untouchable figure head of light side.
After Dumbledore's body hit ground, Voldemort turned to his two remaining enemies.
"Do you want to know, Potter, why I left Ginevra Weasley alive until now?" he asked. "Answer me Potter."
"Yes." He answered without looking at him or even moving his eyes from Ginny's eyes.
"I want to give her a chance." he said." Join me Ginevra, you will live and he will not suffer. " Both pairs of eyes turned to him sharply.
"No. Don't do anything on my account Gin. I have suffered and I will suffer again Gin Gin. Don't trust him." Harry said. His voice was full of urgency and his eyes were full of pain.
"Be quiet Potter. It is her choice, not yours." Voldemort interrupted Harry.
"He's right Harry. It's not yours to decide." She said while he was looking in to Voldemort's eyes." And what will you gain from this Voldemort? Why would you want me of all people?"
"Simple. I want to have what he denied himself. I want you to be my consort." He answered.
"No. I won't join you Voldemort." She said. "You still don't understand Tom. Just like him. You both don't understand."
"Crucio." Her screams filled the air.
"No." Harry Potter cried as he tortured her without even a pause.
He tortured her and then killed her. With the same green light that killed most of his loved ones.
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In the last three years, Harry Potter has been through to many ordeals but none of them was enough to make him speak. Even the most sever tortures can not make him to utter a sound.
After a month of torture and no sound, Lord Voldemort decided that he can not speak. So he made him his consort. He thought that a broken and mute Harry Potter is a harmless and tolerable Harry Potter. So he decided that would make him a good consort.