You Know Nothing of Me
Warning: Voldemort OOC, don't like kind-voldie, don't read. This has mature contents if you haven't noticed. I won't be responsible of what you read next.
Mild raping, M/M, yaoi, HarryVoldemort, fancy language. Don't like, don't read. Simple as that!
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. It belongs to J.K Rowling. sobs
Italic means change of scene
"haha" talking
'muahaha' thinking
Chapter 2: An Accident
There stood my worst enemy. The person I've tried to kill many times. He has grown taller, more slender, more beautiful… WHAT WAS I THINKING! 00;;
"I wished it was someone else who 'saved' me." Harry whispered harshly, grabbing for his wand at his desk beside him.
"…" I don't know what to say. I shouldn't have come here…
"?" I stared at him in confusion, wondering why he haven't put up a fight yet…
"…" So he hates me after all.
"Why aren't you saying anything?" Harry wore a confused expression making him more……….cute…Did I think that again? I really need some sleep….
"Voldemort!" He shouted.
I faced him. I was a monster, a devil, an evil demon to everyone. Why couldn't I be same as everyone else?
"….Do you think I'm a monster?" Shit, my mouth took control…
"WHY ARE YOU ASKING ME THIS STUPID QUESTION? You killed my parents; you made my life miserable from the beginning. So that MAKES you a monster, you devil! You kill people for your own pleasure, you never think about how people feel…" Tears were sliding down his cheek. With a few sobs, he continued,
"You never felt how it is to lose someone, lose someone so precious to you." He screamed.
That hit me hard. HARD.
I couldn't face him anymore. I was on the verge of crying…
It hurts…I can't take it anymore.
"I didn't mean to…I didn't mean to kill your parents."
"…What?"
I used a wand less spell to get myself out of the scene, before Harry Potter could stop me.
Harry P.O.V
I stared at open space where my enemy was standing. What did it mean by, "I didn't mean to kill your parents."? I sighed as I put away my wand, and walked over to the wall Dudley was, dragged him out of the room, and fell on the bed tiredly and tried really hard to get a good night sleep.
But I couldn't, something was bugging me real bad, and it wasn't fear.
"Harry, GET UP!"
I groaned as a familiar don't-want-to-hear-this-voice-forever screamed into my ears.
"GET UP BOY!"
I rose slowly rubbing my shadowy eyes in frustration.
"If only I'm evil enough to use my wand…" I mumbled a few swears and walked across the room to get my clothes changed. I stripped my oversized T-shirt and gazed at the mirror. I have a habit of doing this these days.
Messy brown hair
Green, green eyes
Full pink lips
Ghostly pale skin
Delicate chest
Too thin waist…
I sigh and picked up another red oversized T-shirt.
I hate breakfast with the Dursleys.
While I was munching on the over-fried egg, I could feel stares on me…
Uncle Veron was reading his newspaper as always and peering at me, however I noticed when he quickly hid his face behind the newspaper when I turned to look back.
Aunt Petunia was trying to properly use her fork and knife but failed.
Dudley was staring at me too obviously, his mouth wide open, revealing the nasty saliva mixed crunched, egg roll he had eaten about 5 minutes ago.
The Dursleys are weird all the time, just after graduating my 6th year of Hogwarts.
CLANG!
I sigh quietly as Aunt Petunia reached to get her fork that fell under the table for the 50th time.
I quickly finished my eggs and washed the plate in the sink. I grabbed a glass of water (no milk for me), and walked out to the garden as fast as I can, feeling all the stares at my back….giving me the creeps…!
I finished the garden at around 12 and came in back to wash all the remaining plates from breakfast.
"Dudley?" Uncle Veron shouted for his son.
"Yeah…?" Said Dudley, his eyes glued to the TV screen, while slowly munching popcorn.
"Your mother and I would be going out to your parent-teacher conference today!" Uncle Veron shouted, angrily trying to get his son's attention.
"Get some salad from the fridge when you feel hungry." Aunt Petunia said, as Dudley scowled at the mention of 'salad'.
"Ok…."
"And...Harry!" Shouted Aunt Petunia.
"Yes?" I replied, wiping water on my oversized T-shit.
"Get some TV dinner."
"Of course Aunt Petunia." I rolled my eyes…Always the same.
"I'd be going out now; ah your father had already caught a Taxi!" She sighed, "I wished we still had our car…had to sell it for your accident in school…" She glanced worriedly at her son, who was paying all his attention to the freak show on the TV.
She hurriedly went out when she heard the loud honk from the Taxi.
As Harry walked away from the living room to rest in his own 'room', Dudley shouted a 'Hey' to stop him in his tracks.
"What?" Harry turned back to face Dudley lazily.
"We are all alone now…" A lustful grin crossed his face, as he turned off the TV and walked him front to Harry. Harry walked back every step Dudley walked front.
"Get away from me." Harry threatened, constantly walking backwards.
"What if I don't?" Dudley threatened back, walking faster.
Harry walked back faster too, and then all of a sudden his back hit the wall at the back.
Dudley took this chance to pin Harry to the wall. He grinned lustfully.
'Oh shit…' Harry became desperate trying to push away the fat pig who was trying to advance him. Dudley's mouth was buried in Harry's neck while two big, snobby hands pinned Harry's wrist to the wall. Dudley pressed and rubbed his groin to Harry's, who was trying not to give in and moan, which he failed.
Harry moaned and felt that the rubbing pace became even faster.
'Oh no…I'm going to get raped.' His mind screamed and he kicked and pulled uselessly. His T-shirt was ripped off. Dudley tore off his khaki pants, and pulled down his black boxers roughly.
'Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no…' His mind replayed…
He felt Dudley's hand on his groin.
'Oh god…' His mind became hazed…
Two fingers pressed inside of him…
"Voldemort!"
Then all I saw was a pair of amber eyes looking straight into mine.
"Harry…."
And nothing else.
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