Summary: In this Chapter, Harry, the golden boy is no more, and secrets are revealed, threatening the lives of hundreds of witches and wizards and their families who fled from the Death Eaters and Voldemort.

Disclaimer: yadda yadda yadda, you know the drill. not mine J.K. Rowling's

Warnings: AU, violence, character death, maybe some slash later on, and whatever else comes with a slave fic.

Harry woke up feeling like he'd been used as a stress ball by a hippogriff and the bright lights weren't helping. He tried to move his arms to cover his eyes but he found them bound tightly and stretched high above his head so that his toes barely touched the cold stone floor. With a moan, the events of the evening came back like a dark tide. "Ah , he awakes" came the cold voice.

Wearily Harry raised his head to look Voldemort in the eyes, and spat at his feet earning catcalls from the Death Eaters and a stinging backhand from Voldemort that sent him swinging. Harry cried in pain as more weight was put on his already straining shoulders.

"No one can save you now Potter. Your friends are dead, your cause annihilated, and you are utterly at my mercy. I'll give you one more chance at life, graceful ruler that I am." Voldemort said with a smirk, "Tell me the location of the Order of the Phoenix Headquarters, and submit to me as my slave, or die slowly, and have the location pried from you."

"Never," came the weak response.

"Very well, death it is, proceed."

Voldemort took a seat in the ornate throne in the center of the Death Eaters and sat back to watch the show.

NcNair was the first to step forward, conjuring a whip with many tails and steel barbs at the ends he began to circle Harry. "Where is it?" asked McNair. "No." said Harry. McNair brought the whip down hard, ripping through Harry's robes and drawing blood. Harry bit his lip to keep from crying out. Noticing this, McNair brought the whip down in a series of strike that tore the robe from Harry's shoulders. Harry gasped and tried to move away but was unsuccessful.

"Where is it?" McNair asked again. After taking a few deep breaths, Harry was able to choke out a weak, "Never!" "Very well," sneered McNair, "if you change your mind you know where to find me." For the next two minutes, the only noises in the room were the sounds of the whip cracking, Harry's ragged breathing and agonized screams, and occasional laughter from the gathered Death Eaters. Finally, relief flooded over Harry in the form of unconsciousness. "Now now, we can't have you sleep through or little party Harry, you're the guest of honor," said Voldemort. "Enervate!" Harry gasped as he regained consciousness; his back felt like it was on fire.

"McNair, I think that is enough of that, why don't you let someone else have a go." said Voldemort.

"My Lord." queried Lucius Malfoy, "may I?"

"Why of course Lucius, just don't kill him yet."

"Yes, my Lord." replied Lucius as he approached the gasping Harry. Summoning a sword and muttering a charm he circled to face Harry. Sneering slightly, he asked,

"Potter do you know what this is?"

"A sword," asked Harry sarcastically with his remaining strength.

"Funny Potter, a sword, but a charmed sword, cuts from this blade will not heal quickly, and they will not clot quickly either."

With a sweeping motion he brought the blade up and across, carving a long gash from Harry's cheek to jaw. "That's for being a bastard" Reversing the motion he made an "x" on Harry's face. "And that's for defying the Dark Lord, burn in hell Potter." Harry was at this point too weak from blood loss to respond and he hung loosely in his restraints, his head hung between his shoulders, his spirit broken.

Voldemort suddenly clapped his hands for silence. "I can't believe I didn't think of this earlier. Severus, you are a skilled legimens, rip the location of the headquarters and any other safe houses from his memories. Stepping forward and bowing slightly, Snape touched his wand tip to Harry's temple and lifted Harry's chin so that he could see his eyes. "Legimens" muttered Severus and Harry's memories started to flash past in his head. Harry tried to resist, but it was no use. Memories of quidditch, of vacations with Hermione and Ron, discussions with Dumbledore, and a finally, an order meeting passed in front of Snape's eyes. Paying close attention to the order meeting, Snape got all the information he needed. With a smirk he withdrew from Harry's mind, again letting Harry's head sag in exhaustion.

"The Order of the Phoenix is located at number 12, Grimmauld place, my Lord, and there are safe houses, at Godricks Hollow, underneath the ministry, and in the forbidden forest." Harry groaned in desolation, and immediately, Voldemort knew this to be true.

"Thank you Severus, you will be well rewarded for your success, now, kill him!"

"Yes, my Lord", Snape again turned to face Harry. Pointing his wand directly at Harry's face and said with contempt.

"Good bye, Harry, if there's a hell; we'll meet again there someday." Harry tensed up, expecting and welcoming death. "Avada Kedavra" cried Snape and Harry again fell limp in the restraints, this time never to get up again.

With the death of Harry Potter a great cheer rose up among the gathered Death Eaters and bottles of firewhisky and other strong drink were produced. "Hang the corpse outside the castle gates so that all will see who the victor is." yelled Voldemort. The cheering Death Eaters hurried to comply and the celebrant attitude soon became contagious and the castle rang with cheers and song. The night was filled with the sounds of party until the early morning, when finally a quiet fell on the land around Riddle castle, punctuated by the ropes suspending Harry's corpse creaking in the evening breeze. Needless to say, there were many hangovers the next day, and a hell of a mess on the floor for the slaves and house elves to clean up.

((a.n.: I took the perspective that Snape was never an order member, he just knew of its existence. That is why he doesn't know the location already))

Ya, I know it is a little short, but I had to break it here.

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