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By: HP-Love and Smut Stories

Summary: (4th Year) After the second event of the Triwizard Tournament Percy wanders into the Forbidden Forest for more dirt on Dumbledore, but ends up getting lost instead. He continues to travel further in until he reaches the grove where many eight-legged creatures reside, and they aren't about to let him go.

Warning: Percy x Aragog (smut/rape)

Disclaimer: Harry Potter is not mine… This weird and slightlydisturbing summary/story is.

Chapter 1-Into the Forest

Percy peered through the eerie darkness that had gathered while he was rearranging his thoughts and gathering his courage. He took a deep breath then exhaled slowly. Why oh why did that damn hat put him in Gryffindor! He didn't feel the least bit brave, despite what he had been thinking to himself earlier. He was calm, collected, and smart. Why wasn't he in Ravenclaw? Even Hufflepuff would have let him feel more like himself than being in Gryffindor.

Percy took another deep breath, closed his eyes and fell into a sort of meditative trance. He stayed like that for what he felt was hours, but was truly only 5 minutes. Once he opened his eyes he glanced back at the night sky. 'It would be morning soon and I haven't accomplished anything!' he berated himself.

'Really, what's wrong with me' he thought sorrowfully. He really wanted to pleas Mr. Crouch, wanted to not be seen as a failure, and to finally expose Dumbledore as a fake idol of the Light. He wanted to do all this, yet he didn't have the courage to.

Another glance at the sky, then at Hagrid's hut, then once back to the ominous forest. He gulped loudly; his footstep toward the towering tree was heavy and loud to his ears. Another step, then another was taken until he was fully emerged in darkness. Percy looked back behind him, now unable to see where he had came from. He shivered slightly, from fear or the cold he couldn't tell. His teeth chattered once a sudden onslaught on where he was finally kicked in.

He was in the Forbidden Forest. The dark, eerie, evil, full of unknown danger, forest! He had already walked so far in, and even had to make several turns in order to avoid the trees standing in his way. Too many turns to count, too many steps taken. He had continued on walking, one foot after the other, without even thinking about where he was going. That was the only way he even managed to make it this far.

He had been so deep in thought that his mind had blocked out all the scratching, chewing, and ice-cold howling noises that surrounded him. He had missed the small hisses near his feet, the menacing cawing of birds on dying branches, and the chilling feel of the wind as it passed through him, over him, enveloping him. Clicking, breaking twigs, drawled out moans—practically every creepy, evil, scary and malicious sound was in this forest alone. This forest of Agony.

Percy shuddered again, his body raked with fear. He most definitely did not belong in Gryffindor. Who in their right mind would build a school as prestigious as Hogwarts near a forest like this?

For the first time ever Percy found himself cursing the Founders names under his breath, unwilling to let his voice get loader, lest it carry and call several dangerous creatures to him. It was a miracle that he had even made it this far at all. For a human to trudge so suddenly with in the forest, only with a wand lighting his way was an odd sight to see. He had no other assistance; no other visible weapons…nothing except the cloak on his back and the shudders raking through his body.

Percy allowed his eyes to adjust to the darkness, allowed his ears to strain against the wind and to hear anything of importance, anything dangerous that could pounce on him in a second. He heard nothing, only distant sounds that carried through the wind and the only things he managed to see was a sea of endless trees in front of him, fallen leaves splattered with dew, millions of stones and twigs littering the ground and the bright, shining moon, hovering high in the night sky. Even the stars did not twinkle as the bright moon did.

Guided by his readjusted eyesight, the lumos spell on his wand, and the gleaming brightness from the moon, Percy began to make his way further and deeper into the forest.

As he walked further he found that the trees were becoming scarcer, more space was between them, allowing him to walk past them rather than around them like before. He was about to take another step further when movement caught his eye. He turned and glanced wildly at the object, his heart pounded fiercely in his chest. The beating was loud and didn't allow him the best sense of hearing. He strained his eyes, squinting them toward the moving object. His had was shaking, but he had his wand at the ready and a stupefy on his lips.

After peering at the object for a long time he concluded that it was nothing but a plant swaying in the wind. For a moment he had been scared stiff, the shadow the plant had given off looked like a talon, poised and ready to strike. Percy let out yet another deep breath, his heart returning to its normal beating speed and he straightened himself. He chuckled lightly to himself, unable to believe that a plant had almost given him a heart attack. He readjusted his robes, still a little shaky from the not-so-encounter with the plant and focused his mind on the task again.

Find about Dumbledore's crimes.

Don't disobey a direct order.

Make Mr. Crouch Proud.

Those were his mantras as he took several steps beyond. Just then he heard it. Another sound, a slight clicking, like two bones tapping against one another. He shuddered, his body becoming rigid and tense. The sound was close and it was getting closer. Little tapping on the deep, rich soil soon reached his ears. Several of those tapping sounds at once.

Percy became confused. Several tapping sounds…? Does this mean that the creature has more than 2 legs? Possibly 4…maybe even more!? His mind screamed 'Danger danger' over and over again. It told him to run, to forget this mission and everything about it. There were other ways to incriminate Dumbledore, he did not have to be here in order to do that, but his legs wouldn't move, his feet glued to the cold earth. His mind was spiraling, thoughts clashed and danced against one another. Should he just turn around and leave, fail in his mission, and be disgraced, or should he stay, prove to himself that he was a true Gryffindor, and make Mr. Crouch proud of him?

The answer was obvious.

He would not be a failure. He would win against whatever threat this was and he would come out gleaming in victory. Percy Weasley would not be frightened away by mere noise.

Although, when he peered closer in the direction of that sound and saw a furry creature with fangs, several hairy legs and the size of a large dog he might want to rethink the situation.

A/N: Yay! Chapter end! Okay, I really wasn't going to continue this story, it being only a way to get other fics like these started, but I couldn't help it! And sorry, I know not a lot happened, but it did set up for the next chapter. Seeing how this doesn't really have an intricate plot I say that only 3 or so more chapters till this is done. Anyway, R&R! I wanna know what you think about this..errm..pairing. Later Days!