Title: Death's Door

Author: gothgurl666

Beta(s): gothgurl's boy & sadlilgothgirl

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and I am not making a profit off this fanfic.

Summary: AU. Harry Potter hid the worst abuse he received at the Dursley's. The loss of his godfather has sent him spiraling out of control but what does this mean to the wizarding world. Welcome ladies and gentlemen to the real Harry Potter that was waiting to appear.

"Parseltongue"

"Everyone knows the beginning of my story, the boy-who-lived crap. So I'll skip to what you don't know. I was sent to live with my relatives. They lied to me. Did you know that I did not know I was a wizard until my eleventh birthday? They told me that my parents were drunks and died in a car crash. But that wasn't the worst thing. No the worst thing that they did was whore me out."

"I was five years old when it first happened. My uncle left me in a strange room after he threatened to beat the shit out of me if I didn't do everything I was told. After he left me another man entered the room. He told me to get on the bed. I was very young and naïve and didn't see any reason why I shouldn't listen. He then told me to take my clothes off. I was scared. I said no. He then forced me to. You can imagine what happened next. I was only five and my own relatives threw me at anyone who would pay like I was a scrap of meat. It continued for years. I got use to it and learned it was better to give in. When I turned eight my uncle turned me over to a pimp. I didn't care. It was better than being at the Dursley's house. I learned how to attract clients. I was one of the best."

"Harry, I don't know what to say. Why didn't you tell anyone? You could have prosecuted them" Hermione said compassionately.

"I'm not finished. When I'm done talking you can speak. Besides whom could I tell? When I was young my relatives made sure that everyone knew that I was a lair and a danger to society. Then at Hogwarts I thought I could start over. I allowed myself to be used again in trade for the closest thing to a normal life I was going to get."

Harry looked at Ron and Hermione. "You two I thought could save me and you did, for awhile. I thought if I had true friends I would allow myself to be the bitch again."

"Harry I don't understand about being used again." Hermione said.

"Hermione, for such a clever witch you can be so easily tricked. Did you ever wonder why we three were the ones that were always facing death? Why we always managed to get into the most trouble. It was all a carefully constructed test. Dumbledore is not what he seems to everyone else."

"Are you saying that Dumbledore allowed us to go to what could be are deaths? Are you crazy? I've heard enough from you," Ron nearly shouted.

Harry looked and Ron then Hermione. "I really didn't want you two to find out this way. I just was trying to explain to you why I was not honest with you and why I can't pretend anymore. I'll try to help you if I can."

"Help us from what," Hermione asked.

"Have you lost your mind? Please feel free to look around and notice where we are."

Hermione did so her face turning pale at the sheer numbers of Death Eaters before turning desperately to me. "You can save us though. You did wandless magic."

I began to laugh, "Hermione, I may be powerful but there is no way I can take on this many now. I am physically and magically drained right now. And you are definitely not scared enough. If you can find away to kill yourselves do it. That would be the merciful way out. You don't even know how screwed we are yet."

Harry then turned back to face the Dark Lord. "So, Tom, what are the chances of us leaving here tonight?"

"Well, Harry, I would say that the chances of you getting even a merciful death are slim to none. As for them, well that would depend on you."

"What would I have to do to guarantee their lives and safety?"

"Submit yourself to me. I want your complete submission. You will take my mark and call me master. You will beg for forgiveness. You complete any task I assign you without question. You will accept any punishments you receive without complaint. I will spare their lives if you will submit."

Harry looked back towards his first friends. Looked to Hermione's terrified face to Ron's filled with hate.

He turned towards the Dark Lord and kneeled.

"As you wish, master."

The Dark Lord then starts to laugh that leaves the hair on the back of your neck standing up. "Malfoy, take our guests back to their respective houses knowing that their lives are being spared in exchange for their friend's."

"My Lord, will you please erase their memories of all I have said. There may come a time where it would be more beneficial for us for Dumbledore to know of my hatred of him."

"Perhaps. For now you will leave and await your initiation. Nagani, will guide you to your room."

"How do I know that you won't hurt them or kill them?"

"You don't. I suppose you will have to trust me."

"You are kidding right?"

"I can make you leave or punish them for your impudence . . . I give you my word they will leave unharmed and alive."

Harry looked at the Dark Lord for the space of heart beats then followed Nagani out. For some reason he decided to trust Voldemort but before he left the room he looked right into Tom's gleaming red eyes.

"But, Voldemort, if I find out you in any way harmed them I will destroy as much as I can here before I am stopped."

Almost in a whisper Voldemort answered, "I would expect nothing less from you, my little serpent."

Harry left the room without a backwards glance.

A/N: Alright at about this time I am at a loss with what I want to do with this fic. If you have any ideas as for where you would like this fic to go that would be greatly appreciated.

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