Harry Potter & the Journey Into Isolation
By The Short Fat Fag
Chapter Ten: The Pensieve
Two days later, as Harry was sitting on the bed in the private room once again, with the pensive placed between his legs. He was swirling the cloudy substance inside with his wand watching it and studying it for something. To say that this took everything Harry had to do this would be a gross understatement.
Harry was jarred out of his thoughts by a knock at the door, which Dobby answered for him. Entering his room was a woman with bright pink hair, lurid banana yellow robes and a violently purple hat. "Wotcher Harry."
"Hello Tonks," Harry said wearily, "Thanks for coming."
"I was happy to come and see you, though Remus and Hagrid are chomping at the bit to know why they can't come in and see you."
Harry looked very guilty and said, "Sorry about that."
"Don't worry about it Harry. Now what did you need to see me about?" she asked hoping beyond anything it wasn't to talk about what happened to him over the summer. She could and would do anything for him, but not that, she couldn't listen to that story no matter what.
"I need a favor, something only you can do for me," began Harry who was looking more tired by the minute. "I wrote to Dumbledore yesterday and told him that if I put my … my experiences in this pensieve," Harry looked down, swallowed trying to find the strength to continue. "That is I told him if I did that, then he would have to stop bothering me about it. He agreed, but I need you to make sure he keeps his other promise to me in his reply."
"I don't think I can make him do anything he doesn't want to do Harry. What can I…"
"All I need you to do is assume my face, they way I looked before. Before my birthday that is. That way when he's finished seeing this, you can remind him of his promises and not go blabbing this to everyone, again." Then Harry looked up again and said, "Please."
Tonks sighed and then clapped her hands together and said, "Alright then Harry, I've never impersonated you before, so lets get to work."
"Minerva," Dumbledore said pleasantly as the deputy Headmistress entered the office, "What an unexpected delight."
"Good morning Albus," she replied. "Are you ready for the meeting this morning?"
"I believe so. After we find out what happened to Harry, then we can begin to help him get over this tragedy," the Headmaster said merrily.
McGonagall sighed sadly, "Yes, we will see it won't we?"
Back in the infirmary, Harry, Tonks, Poppy and Dobby were gathered near the nurse's office discussing the upcoming meeting.
"Madame Pomfrey, you don't have to look at this if you don't want to, I would understand," Harry said.
She looked at him and said, "Would you prefer it if I didn't?"
"No, I trust you to see what's in here. I was just thinking of your comfort. It may be something you would prefer not to know about."
She nodded encouragingly and placed a light touch to his shoulder. Harry flinched slightly but forced himself to stand there and take it. She removed it before it got to be too much for him. "Potter, I am a fully trained medi-witch, I can take a great deal of suffering and deal with it professionally. I assure you I will be able to handle this."
Harry swallowed and turned to Tonks, "Are you ready?"
She nodded and transformed into a remarkable likeness of Harry. "How do I look?"
Harry smiled and Poppy looked at her disapprovingly. Dobby, however, was grinning madly.
"What?" she asked.
"You's is looking like Harry Potter with boobies," squeaked the elf merrily.
"Oh, yeah, forgot about those," she said laughingly and then transformed further and reducing her chest to a more masculine appearance. "Better?"
Harry nodded and said, "The others are outside waiting to escort you to the Headmaster's office, so that you won't be harassed by anyone along the way." Then Harry started to hand the pensieve to Tonks, but remembered how clumsy she was with things and gave it to Dobby instead. Harry leaned in and said, "Remember Dobby, don't look inside this, it'll only give you nightmares."
The house elf nodded and the three walked out of the infirmary as Harry returned to his private room.
Outside the infirmary Madame Pomfrey, Tonks and Dobby met with several members of the D.A., which include Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Neville and Luna.
"Harry?" Ginny asks.
Tonks, who was in disguise as Harry looked at her and said, "Wotcher Gin."
"Tonks?" Hermione asked and then it dawned on her. 'Harry wants everyone to think he isn't here,' she thinks, 'I wonder why?'
The young Auror only smiles at the group before they move down the corridor towards the Headmaster's office.
Unknown to the group, but they pass a concealed figure standing behind a suit of armor watching them closely. He almost follows them down the corridor when something occurs to him.
'That's not Potter,' thought Draco Malfoy. 'The face is right, but the body language is all wrong, even in his current condition.'
So the Slytherin stays in his hidden location waiting to see if any more members of the 'line' show up to take up guard duty of the infirmary. After a few minutes when no one arrives to take up the post, Malfoy makes his move and detaches himself from the shadows and moves towards the infirmary.
As the group arrived at the stone gargoyle that concealed the entrance to the Headmaster's office, Hermione let the others who were escorting them return to reform the line at the infirmary, as she knew Harry was still there.
"Alright everyone, I need you to go back to the infirmary and reform the line," Hermione said to the group.
They all looked at her confused and Neville asked, "Why can't we can stay and wait here for Harry to finish with Professor Dumbledore?"
Hermione wasn't sure how to answer, but Tonks saved her to quilt of betraying Harry's secret. "I'm not Harry, I'm an Auror disguised as Harry so that anyone who might want to take advantage would have a nasty surprise. He's still back in his private room; now go back before someone like Snape finds him first."
The members of the D.A. looked shocked and then Neville and Ginny turned and led them all back to the infirmary in order to keep Harry safe. When they were gone Poppy turned her attention to the stone gargoyle and gave the password and then the much smaller group went up the spiral stairs to the office.
"Potter?" asked Draco, "Where are you?" However, no reply came and so the Slytherin began to look around when he saw a light from under the door to one of the private rooms and went over to it and listened.
Inside the room Harry was writing a letter and reading it aloud as he wrote. "I'm sorry things had to end this way, but by the time you've seen what I placed in that pensieve you'll understand why I can't go on anymore. Not like this anyway. I do not want to remember who I was because it hurts so much to know that's no longer who I am and what I can never be again. I do not want to think about whom I've become because that's not the person I want to be. Things will be better this way, after I'm gone."
Draco was shocked by what he heard and thought to himself, 'Potter is going to kill himself. No, not now, not after all of this.' Then Draco raised his hand and knocked on the door.
Inside his room Harry froze at the sound of the knocking. 'Who could that be?' Harry mentally asked himself. 'I sent everyone away so I could be alone to do this.'
However, before Harry could do anything except hide his letter in a book, Draco entered the private room. "Don't you have enough manners to answer your own door Potter?" Draco drawled as if he were bored instead of what he was truly feeling.
"Malfoy?" asked Harry, "What do you want?"
"Why I've come to visit my favorite Gryffindor while he was recuperating in the hospital wing," he smirked and continued, "Is that a crime?"
Harry sighed in disbelief and said, "With you Malfoy, anything is a crime."
Then the Slytherin actually smiled and said, "True."
Gently the group goes into the office of the Headmaster and Dobby sets the pensieve down on a table setup for his purpose. Poppy takes a seat next to Professor McGonagall and Tonks walks over to the fireplace stands there quietly. Ron and Hermione stand near the table as Dumbledore enters from another part of his office.
"Harry?" the Headmaster asks.
Tonks smiles, but says, "No, I'm Tonks. Harry didn't feel up to coming to this meeting and wanted me to do something for him in his place."
Dumbledore nodded and then offered everyone a lemon drop. "What is it that you are to convey for him Nymphadora?" he said with a twinkle in his eye, knowing how much she hated to be called by her given name.
Tonks fumed for a moment and said with conviction, "He wanted me to look like him so that you would be reminded to keep your promises."
"Ah yes, he was quite insistent on that in his letter when he offered this," Dumbledore said.
Dobby was watching them and spoke up; retelling the instructions Harry had asked him to tell. "Harry Potter is asking me to tell you's this. I's is to remind the Headmaster that he may not be speaking of anything he is seeing to anyone, or else Harry Potter is not trusting him again. Harry Potter is also saying that Madame Poppy may also be seeing it." Dobby then turned to the school nurse and the transfiguration teacher and continued, "He is telling me to tell you that you may only be telling Professor McGonagall about what you's is seeing and only if she is swearing to be keeping it secret."
They both nodded in understanding.
Dobby went on, "Harry Potter is also instructing Dobby and Missy Tonks to be standing here to be making sure no one else is seeing what is in there. Not even each other."
"What about us?" Ron asked.
"You's is leaving before anything else is be happening. Harry Potter is not wanting his Weazy and his Mione to be seeing his shame," replied the elf.
"But…" Ron sputtered but Hermione stopped him.
"NO Ron," she said, "Harry doesn't want us to know what happened. Honestly I don't think we do either. I don't think that we're old enough for this."
"Hermione, we're off age, we can handle anything that concerns Harry," Ron said defiantly.
"If what I think is in there, then I don't want to know and neither do you," Hermione said and grabbed his hand hoping he would give in.
However, McGonagall took the initiative and said, "Alright, you two need to leave so that we can begin," and escorted them to the door. At the door, she paused and turned to Dobby and asked, "Dobby, am I to leave as well?"
"Harry Potter is not saying one way or another about that, but he is saying that you is not to be seeing what is in there," Dobby said as he pointed to the pensieve. "If you's is promising Dobby that you's is not looking then you's can be staying."
"What about Tonks?" Ron asked, "Does she get to see this?"
"NO!" Tonks said without any room for discussion, "I do not want to know what's in there, so I'm not looking."
So the two Gryffindors were escorted out of the office.
As they were out of earshot of the adults, Hermione turned to Ron and said, "We need to get back to the infirmary quickly."
"Yeah," Ron agreed, "Harry might need us."
"Actually, I think Harry might be trying to kill himself. That would be the only thing left for him to do after this comes to light," Hermione said as she grabbed Ron's arm and they took off to the infirmary.
Minutes later Ron and Hermione arrive at the infirmary where the other members of the D.A. were waiting and standing guard and looking rather shocked.
"What happened?" Hermione asked breathlessly.
Ginny just looked dumbstruck and Neville answered, "You're never going to believe it if we told you, so look for yourself." Ron and Hermione shot each other a concerned look and timidly they opened the doors to the infirmary and found Harry sitting at one of the tables, playing wizard's chess with Draco Malfoy.
"What the…?" they both asked at the same time.
"Well, now that everything is been taken care of, why don't we get started?" the Headmaster asked in preparation to enter the pensieve. "Poppy are you ready?"
Taking a deep breath, the school nurse nods her head and together they enter the nightmare waiting for them in the pensieve.
As the two appeared in the first memory Harry had decided to show them, they found themselves in the private room that Harry was currently occupying in the infirmary. As they approached him he began to speak.
"Hello, Professor Dumbledore and Madame Pomfrey, what you are about to witness has been edited a little bit. I didn't think it was important for you to witness things that happened over and over again, so I am only showing you the things that I felt you would want or need to see. I hope that I haven't forgotten anything important, because putting these memories in here and then having to review them has been the hardest thing I have ever done. So I hope this all worth it, because I will never speak of any of this again to anyone, so don't ask."
Then the image of Harry faded away and the room changed to become very dark and very cold. Then when their eyes adjusted to the difference in light, they saw Harry standing there naked with a pile of his clothes that had been ripped off of him to one side. His ankles were chained together and his arms were stretched out above his head strapped to a metal that was suspended from the ceiling and shivering in the dampness of the room. Then they heard the voice, a voice that would make Harry shudder if he had heard it today.
"Ah, Mr. Potter, I see that you are awake. Now we can begin your education." Then the voice laughed at Harry as he was suddenly hit with the cruciatus curse. Harry's muscles contracted and he screamed out in pain. When the curse had ended the voice was laughing yet again and this time threw another curse at Harry, one that he had never heard of before.
"Exoplasitus."
This time Harry's reaction to this curse was vastly different to the earlier one. Instead of pain, he had to endure pleasure, pleasure that hurt almost as bad as the pain of the cruciatus curse. His body reacted to the pulsating pleasure that shot through his young body as his penis became so erect that it throbbed uncontrollably and ached from the action. Harry clenched his teeth to what his body was undergoing and did his best to fight against it.
However, then the light dimmed again and the voice moved closer to Harry and though the Headmaster and the school nurse could no longer see what was happening, they did hear Harry scream, "Get your hands off of me! I won't let you put that inside me!"
Then the word 'Exoplasitus' was repeated several more times in the darkness followed by Harry's demands not to be touched. However, after the fifth or sixth time the curse was used, the darkness was filled with Harry's voice screaming, "For the love of Merlin, fuck me! Fuck me!"
Dumbledore's face paled and Poppy clutched her chest and whispered, "Oh Merlin!" and they continued to watch and listen as the raping curse was performed on Harry Potter.
To Be Continued … Please Read and Review
I wanted to thank Benjis VIP, Bluetattingman, Fangalla, Jayla, Jennifer, Separatrix, Winterbliss and Wytil all for reviewing my story.
Fangalla, would I do something that horrible to poor Harry?
Bluetattingman, it's going to be a moot point.
Wytil, that message won't come up again for awhile, but it will.
Separatrix, sorry about that, my computer auto-corrected the word Pensieve to pensive. Draco will have a larger part...later.
Benjis, I hope this was what you had hoped for. However, Tonks' part is going to be limited in my story.
By The Short Fat Fag
Chapter Ten: The Pensieve
Two days later, as Harry was sitting on the bed in the private room once again, with the pensive placed between his legs. He was swirling the cloudy substance inside with his wand watching it and studying it for something. To say that this took everything Harry had to do this would be a gross understatement.
Harry was jarred out of his thoughts by a knock at the door, which Dobby answered for him. Entering his room was a woman with bright pink hair, lurid banana yellow robes and a violently purple hat. "Wotcher Harry."
"Hello Tonks," Harry said wearily, "Thanks for coming."
"I was happy to come and see you, though Remus and Hagrid are chomping at the bit to know why they can't come in and see you."
Harry looked very guilty and said, "Sorry about that."
"Don't worry about it Harry. Now what did you need to see me about?" she asked hoping beyond anything it wasn't to talk about what happened to him over the summer. She could and would do anything for him, but not that, she couldn't listen to that story no matter what.
"I need a favor, something only you can do for me," began Harry who was looking more tired by the minute. "I wrote to Dumbledore yesterday and told him that if I put my … my experiences in this pensieve," Harry looked down, swallowed trying to find the strength to continue. "That is I told him if I did that, then he would have to stop bothering me about it. He agreed, but I need you to make sure he keeps his other promise to me in his reply."
"I don't think I can make him do anything he doesn't want to do Harry. What can I…"
"All I need you to do is assume my face, they way I looked before. Before my birthday that is. That way when he's finished seeing this, you can remind him of his promises and not go blabbing this to everyone, again." Then Harry looked up again and said, "Please."
Tonks sighed and then clapped her hands together and said, "Alright then Harry, I've never impersonated you before, so lets get to work."
"Minerva," Dumbledore said pleasantly as the deputy Headmistress entered the office, "What an unexpected delight."
"Good morning Albus," she replied. "Are you ready for the meeting this morning?"
"I believe so. After we find out what happened to Harry, then we can begin to help him get over this tragedy," the Headmaster said merrily.
McGonagall sighed sadly, "Yes, we will see it won't we?"
Back in the infirmary, Harry, Tonks, Poppy and Dobby were gathered near the nurse's office discussing the upcoming meeting.
"Madame Pomfrey, you don't have to look at this if you don't want to, I would understand," Harry said.
She looked at him and said, "Would you prefer it if I didn't?"
"No, I trust you to see what's in here. I was just thinking of your comfort. It may be something you would prefer not to know about."
She nodded encouragingly and placed a light touch to his shoulder. Harry flinched slightly but forced himself to stand there and take it. She removed it before it got to be too much for him. "Potter, I am a fully trained medi-witch, I can take a great deal of suffering and deal with it professionally. I assure you I will be able to handle this."
Harry swallowed and turned to Tonks, "Are you ready?"
She nodded and transformed into a remarkable likeness of Harry. "How do I look?"
Harry smiled and Poppy looked at her disapprovingly. Dobby, however, was grinning madly.
"What?" she asked.
"You's is looking like Harry Potter with boobies," squeaked the elf merrily.
"Oh, yeah, forgot about those," she said laughingly and then transformed further and reducing her chest to a more masculine appearance. "Better?"
Harry nodded and said, "The others are outside waiting to escort you to the Headmaster's office, so that you won't be harassed by anyone along the way." Then Harry started to hand the pensieve to Tonks, but remembered how clumsy she was with things and gave it to Dobby instead. Harry leaned in and said, "Remember Dobby, don't look inside this, it'll only give you nightmares."
The house elf nodded and the three walked out of the infirmary as Harry returned to his private room.
Outside the infirmary Madame Pomfrey, Tonks and Dobby met with several members of the D.A., which include Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Neville and Luna.
"Harry?" Ginny asks.
Tonks, who was in disguise as Harry looked at her and said, "Wotcher Gin."
"Tonks?" Hermione asked and then it dawned on her. 'Harry wants everyone to think he isn't here,' she thinks, 'I wonder why?'
The young Auror only smiles at the group before they move down the corridor towards the Headmaster's office.
Unknown to the group, but they pass a concealed figure standing behind a suit of armor watching them closely. He almost follows them down the corridor when something occurs to him.
'That's not Potter,' thought Draco Malfoy. 'The face is right, but the body language is all wrong, even in his current condition.'
So the Slytherin stays in his hidden location waiting to see if any more members of the 'line' show up to take up guard duty of the infirmary. After a few minutes when no one arrives to take up the post, Malfoy makes his move and detaches himself from the shadows and moves towards the infirmary.
As the group arrived at the stone gargoyle that concealed the entrance to the Headmaster's office, Hermione let the others who were escorting them return to reform the line at the infirmary, as she knew Harry was still there.
"Alright everyone, I need you to go back to the infirmary and reform the line," Hermione said to the group.
They all looked at her confused and Neville asked, "Why can't we can stay and wait here for Harry to finish with Professor Dumbledore?"
Hermione wasn't sure how to answer, but Tonks saved her to quilt of betraying Harry's secret. "I'm not Harry, I'm an Auror disguised as Harry so that anyone who might want to take advantage would have a nasty surprise. He's still back in his private room; now go back before someone like Snape finds him first."
The members of the D.A. looked shocked and then Neville and Ginny turned and led them all back to the infirmary in order to keep Harry safe. When they were gone Poppy turned her attention to the stone gargoyle and gave the password and then the much smaller group went up the spiral stairs to the office.
"Potter?" asked Draco, "Where are you?" However, no reply came and so the Slytherin began to look around when he saw a light from under the door to one of the private rooms and went over to it and listened.
Inside the room Harry was writing a letter and reading it aloud as he wrote. "I'm sorry things had to end this way, but by the time you've seen what I placed in that pensieve you'll understand why I can't go on anymore. Not like this anyway. I do not want to remember who I was because it hurts so much to know that's no longer who I am and what I can never be again. I do not want to think about whom I've become because that's not the person I want to be. Things will be better this way, after I'm gone."
Draco was shocked by what he heard and thought to himself, 'Potter is going to kill himself. No, not now, not after all of this.' Then Draco raised his hand and knocked on the door.
Inside his room Harry froze at the sound of the knocking. 'Who could that be?' Harry mentally asked himself. 'I sent everyone away so I could be alone to do this.'
However, before Harry could do anything except hide his letter in a book, Draco entered the private room. "Don't you have enough manners to answer your own door Potter?" Draco drawled as if he were bored instead of what he was truly feeling.
"Malfoy?" asked Harry, "What do you want?"
"Why I've come to visit my favorite Gryffindor while he was recuperating in the hospital wing," he smirked and continued, "Is that a crime?"
Harry sighed in disbelief and said, "With you Malfoy, anything is a crime."
Then the Slytherin actually smiled and said, "True."
Gently the group goes into the office of the Headmaster and Dobby sets the pensieve down on a table setup for his purpose. Poppy takes a seat next to Professor McGonagall and Tonks walks over to the fireplace stands there quietly. Ron and Hermione stand near the table as Dumbledore enters from another part of his office.
"Harry?" the Headmaster asks.
Tonks smiles, but says, "No, I'm Tonks. Harry didn't feel up to coming to this meeting and wanted me to do something for him in his place."
Dumbledore nodded and then offered everyone a lemon drop. "What is it that you are to convey for him Nymphadora?" he said with a twinkle in his eye, knowing how much she hated to be called by her given name.
Tonks fumed for a moment and said with conviction, "He wanted me to look like him so that you would be reminded to keep your promises."
"Ah yes, he was quite insistent on that in his letter when he offered this," Dumbledore said.
Dobby was watching them and spoke up; retelling the instructions Harry had asked him to tell. "Harry Potter is asking me to tell you's this. I's is to remind the Headmaster that he may not be speaking of anything he is seeing to anyone, or else Harry Potter is not trusting him again. Harry Potter is also saying that Madame Poppy may also be seeing it." Dobby then turned to the school nurse and the transfiguration teacher and continued, "He is telling me to tell you that you may only be telling Professor McGonagall about what you's is seeing and only if she is swearing to be keeping it secret."
They both nodded in understanding.
Dobby went on, "Harry Potter is also instructing Dobby and Missy Tonks to be standing here to be making sure no one else is seeing what is in there. Not even each other."
"What about us?" Ron asked.
"You's is leaving before anything else is be happening. Harry Potter is not wanting his Weazy and his Mione to be seeing his shame," replied the elf.
"But…" Ron sputtered but Hermione stopped him.
"NO Ron," she said, "Harry doesn't want us to know what happened. Honestly I don't think we do either. I don't think that we're old enough for this."
"Hermione, we're off age, we can handle anything that concerns Harry," Ron said defiantly.
"If what I think is in there, then I don't want to know and neither do you," Hermione said and grabbed his hand hoping he would give in.
However, McGonagall took the initiative and said, "Alright, you two need to leave so that we can begin," and escorted them to the door. At the door, she paused and turned to Dobby and asked, "Dobby, am I to leave as well?"
"Harry Potter is not saying one way or another about that, but he is saying that you is not to be seeing what is in there," Dobby said as he pointed to the pensieve. "If you's is promising Dobby that you's is not looking then you's can be staying."
"What about Tonks?" Ron asked, "Does she get to see this?"
"NO!" Tonks said without any room for discussion, "I do not want to know what's in there, so I'm not looking."
So the two Gryffindors were escorted out of the office.
As they were out of earshot of the adults, Hermione turned to Ron and said, "We need to get back to the infirmary quickly."
"Yeah," Ron agreed, "Harry might need us."
"Actually, I think Harry might be trying to kill himself. That would be the only thing left for him to do after this comes to light," Hermione said as she grabbed Ron's arm and they took off to the infirmary.
Minutes later Ron and Hermione arrive at the infirmary where the other members of the D.A. were waiting and standing guard and looking rather shocked.
"What happened?" Hermione asked breathlessly.
Ginny just looked dumbstruck and Neville answered, "You're never going to believe it if we told you, so look for yourself." Ron and Hermione shot each other a concerned look and timidly they opened the doors to the infirmary and found Harry sitting at one of the tables, playing wizard's chess with Draco Malfoy.
"What the…?" they both asked at the same time.
"Well, now that everything is been taken care of, why don't we get started?" the Headmaster asked in preparation to enter the pensieve. "Poppy are you ready?"
Taking a deep breath, the school nurse nods her head and together they enter the nightmare waiting for them in the pensieve.
As the two appeared in the first memory Harry had decided to show them, they found themselves in the private room that Harry was currently occupying in the infirmary. As they approached him he began to speak.
"Hello, Professor Dumbledore and Madame Pomfrey, what you are about to witness has been edited a little bit. I didn't think it was important for you to witness things that happened over and over again, so I am only showing you the things that I felt you would want or need to see. I hope that I haven't forgotten anything important, because putting these memories in here and then having to review them has been the hardest thing I have ever done. So I hope this all worth it, because I will never speak of any of this again to anyone, so don't ask."
Then the image of Harry faded away and the room changed to become very dark and very cold. Then when their eyes adjusted to the difference in light, they saw Harry standing there naked with a pile of his clothes that had been ripped off of him to one side. His ankles were chained together and his arms were stretched out above his head strapped to a metal that was suspended from the ceiling and shivering in the dampness of the room. Then they heard the voice, a voice that would make Harry shudder if he had heard it today.
"Ah, Mr. Potter, I see that you are awake. Now we can begin your education." Then the voice laughed at Harry as he was suddenly hit with the cruciatus curse. Harry's muscles contracted and he screamed out in pain. When the curse had ended the voice was laughing yet again and this time threw another curse at Harry, one that he had never heard of before.
"Exoplasitus."
This time Harry's reaction to this curse was vastly different to the earlier one. Instead of pain, he had to endure pleasure, pleasure that hurt almost as bad as the pain of the cruciatus curse. His body reacted to the pulsating pleasure that shot through his young body as his penis became so erect that it throbbed uncontrollably and ached from the action. Harry clenched his teeth to what his body was undergoing and did his best to fight against it.
However, then the light dimmed again and the voice moved closer to Harry and though the Headmaster and the school nurse could no longer see what was happening, they did hear Harry scream, "Get your hands off of me! I won't let you put that inside me!"
Then the word 'Exoplasitus' was repeated several more times in the darkness followed by Harry's demands not to be touched. However, after the fifth or sixth time the curse was used, the darkness was filled with Harry's voice screaming, "For the love of Merlin, fuck me! Fuck me!"
Dumbledore's face paled and Poppy clutched her chest and whispered, "Oh Merlin!" and they continued to watch and listen as the raping curse was performed on Harry Potter.
To Be Continued … Please Read and Review
I wanted to thank Benjis VIP, Bluetattingman, Fangalla, Jayla, Jennifer, Separatrix, Winterbliss and Wytil all for reviewing my story.
Fangalla, would I do something that horrible to poor Harry?
Bluetattingman, it's going to be a moot point.
Wytil, that message won't come up again for awhile, but it will.
Separatrix, sorry about that, my computer auto-corrected the word Pensieve to pensive. Draco will have a larger part...later.
Benjis, I hope this was what you had hoped for. However, Tonks' part is going to be limited in my story.