WARNING: This chapter deals with non-graphic rape of teenagers and mentions of abuse. The rapes are not graphic and can be glossed over if need be. Also, unfortunately, I still don't own Harry Potter.
Harry woke up before his sister that morning and knew he needed to let her sleep as long as he could. The twins had had a rough few days and sometimes even rougher nights since they arrived from Hogwarts. Their uncle had become even crueler to the twins this summer. When before he would only lock them in the cupboard, now he was locking them in together, Vernon hadn't done that since they got their first Hogwarts letters. When before he would yell and slightly smack them around, no he was full fledge beating them and not just with his belt—anything he could reach could and would become a weapon. Unfortunately, the neglect and beatings were not the extent of his torture. No, Vernon loved the psychological torture he could heap on the children and knew it would be great when he moved whips, chains and other items into their tiny bedroom. The twins knew that nothing good could come from those instruments.
The first time the twins walked into their tiny bedroom that summer, they saw the whips, chains and gags and were terrified about what may be in store for them, but that was nothing compared to the first time they saw a maniacal gleam in their uncle's eye. Vernon Dursley took immense pleasure in showing the twins every new "toy" in their room. He took his time and enjoyed every bit of fear in their eyes. He knew he would love to break each toy in on their bodies and didn't know who he wanted first. Both twins had their promises of being a fun time. The boy who would be torn open from behind or the girl who he would have to be careful not to impregnate. Grinning an evil smirk, Vernon tied Harry to a chair and made him watch the first of many rapes of his sister.
Petunia Evans Dursley had no idea how insane her husband had become. She didn't know about the torture chamber in the smallest bedroom or what her husband was doing to the twins. All she realized is that the twins, who were quieter this summer, seemed to always be in trouble. She didn't know that when she and Dudley left the house during the day, Vernon received money to have strange men rape the two teenagers over and over. Petunia Dursley didn't have a clue.
After being as quiet as he could, Harry left the small room to make breakfast for the overgrown Neanderthal that made their lives a living hell. Harry knew that if food wasn't on the table before Vernon got up for the day, Bella and he would have a much worse night. Any little hiccup in Vernon's day would make the night a major hell.
Bella Rose Potter woke up knowing something was different about today. Somehow she knew that her life was going to change in a very drastic way. For some reason she woke up with a hope that had been long gone from her and her brothers lives. As she started to get up, she noticed that her brother was already out of the room. "How sweet of him. He let me sleep in a little today. I should return the favor tomorrow." The twins constantly looked out for each other—someone had to. For them, it was a fight or die situation. Things had gotten worse at number 4 Private Drive. Vernon Dursleys had not only continued his physical violence against the twins, he had trundled down a more dangerous path and for Harry and Bella, and there was no return. The twins had become popular with Vernon's "business associates" and were constantly trying to dodge them. But Vernon always knew where to find them.
"Bella?" Harry interrupted his sister's thoughts. "It's time to come downstairs. There are some people here to see us." Fear and dread entered the twins at the same time. Their hopes for a better day were dashed already.
"Which one of us do they want?"
"Both of us. These sickos want us both and I don't know how to make them go away. We can't use magic, but I can't let them do this again. I won't I won't I won't!"
"Harry, we don't have a choice. If we don't Uncle Vernon will kill us. This won't take too long I hope. Just imagine we are back at school."
The twins gave each other a reassuring smile and walked down the stair. At the bottom of the staircase, Vernon's associates were waiting with leering looks. Harry stood slightly in front of Bella to shield her from the leering men. He knew it was hopeless since they wanted both of them. He was only delaying the inevitable by a few seconds, but he wanted to stall.
"Get back up those stairs right now you two. You know what you have to do. Get your arses into that room right now and earn your keep." Vernon snarled at the two children as he grabbed Bella and flung her up the stairs. "And you will do exactly what they want or you will regret ever being born!"
The men followed the children as they entered their room. As soon as the men crossed the threshold of the room they immediately advanced on the children and began to rip their clothing off. The quickly tied Harry up on the desk chair and pushed Bella onto the bed. After they took turns with Bella and make Harry watch what was happening, the switched twins. When each sicko was inside on of the twins, Vernon's yelling could be heard coming up the stairs, "GET OUT OF MY HOUSE YOU BLOODY FREAKS!!!"