Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, I do not have any rights to Harry Potter and I do not make any money from writing these stories.

A/N: Written for the Relationship Bingo Challenge, Written for the Diseny-A-Thon Challenge, Written for the If you dare continued challenge, Written for the Animal Competition, Written for the Monopoly Challenge thingie, Written for the One Million Words Added Competition, Written for the Chocolate Frog challenge.

Prompts: It's just sex relationship, Write about someone who is always getting into trouble (Pinocchio), Fourth, Write about The Burrow (Beaver), Era: Marauders, "You eat death for breakfast? I just eat toast (dialogue), No mention of any same sex relationships, Write about something that goes on for a long time.

Another Time, Another Identity

The chains wrapped tightly around his thin wrists rattled as Harry tossed and turned on the bed, his naked body shivered in both fear and coldness as he watched his kidnapper out of the corner of his eye move about happily gathering items that Harry could not see and did not want to see.

"I bet you are really shocked that you are in the past," his kidnapper, a woman, said for the fourth time, her tone sent alarms in Harry's mind ringing, "I bet you never would of guessed that your soul mate would be in the past!"

"We are not soul mates!" Harry yelled out angrily, his voice hoarse from the previous shouting he had done, "I am the master of Death! I eat death for breakfast!"

Silence covered the room like a picnic blanket on the grass, the only sound that could be heard was Harry's harsh gasps of breath and the rattling sounds of his chains as he tried to get free. Harry hoped that his title would impress the woman into letting him go free, even though he hated using his titles they had gotten him out of trouble before.

"You eat death for breakfast? I just eat toast," his kidnapper replied with a soft laugh, even though it was meant to be soft, friendly and girly to Harry it sounded like a hyena and Umbridge laughing at the same time, "You have quiet the sense of humour, husband of mine. You might as well settle down and accept that we are soul mates because I won't be letting you go any time soon."

"I am not your husband or soul mate," Harry snapped out angrily as he glared at what little he could see of the woman, her blond hair, "I do not know how you managed to drag me through time and away from The Burrow-"

"The Burrow? You mean that horrible little hovel owned by the Weasley family?" the woman asked, from her tone of voice and the pureblood qualities that Harry had managed to catch he knew she was sneering horribly, "You mean to say that my husband, my soul mate, has been trapped in that pig sty?"

"The Burrow is not a pig sty or a hovel," Harry yelled out angrily, his temper raising to new heights, "It is a wonderful place! Full of love, family and warmth! Something that this place could never become!"

An angry hiss came to Harry's ears, "You are walking on very thin ice husband, I will forgive you this time as we have just met and it is obvious that you have been influenced by those blood traitors...but to be on the safe side, Silencio."

Harry let out a low angrily growl only to find himself unable to, anger flashed across his face as he found himself unable to talk thanks to the pureblood woman's silencing spell.

"There, now isn't that much better," came the woman's sweet voice making Harry glare darkly, "It seems I will have to teach you some manners if we are going to be husband and wife but do not worry, the most important part of our relationship will be the sex. It is all about the sex."

At the woman's words a shocking realisation came to Harry, he began to thrash around in his chains wildly as he worked out just were the woman was going with her plan.

"Now now, do not act like that, a true gentleman treats a lady with the respect she deserves," the woman tutted only for Harry to continue his attempts at breaking free, "But you do not have to worry, until you manage to act like a proper gentleman benefiting your station than I will use a helpful little spell on you."

Fear cut through Harry's anger like an ice cold knife cutting through warm butter, his mind ran a mile a minute as he mentally went through every spell he knew from the war, both good and bad, only to come to one startling conclusion. There was only one spell that could control him like the woman wanted to.

"Now do not give me that look, it is for your own good," the woman tutted as she lifted her hand up and ran it through her full blond locks, "We both get what we want, you will not have to worry about making a fool of yourself or I and I promise you that I will allow you small periods of time free of the spell. Also, whenever we are having sex I promise you on my magic and bloodline as Lady Walburga Black."

At the blond woman's announcement of her name Harry's mouth moved silently as he spoke her name through he was still under her silencing spell. His emerald green eyes widened in shock and horror as a sudden though hit him.

'Walburga is Sirius' mother! Sirius is my Godfather so that makes Walburga my God-Grandmother' Harry thought only to gulp in fear as he watched Walburga slowly, and what he guessed was meant to be seductively, remove her clothing in front of him 'That means I will basically be having sex with my Godfather's mother!'

"My, it looks like you appreciate a woman's body," Walburga purred out which only caused Harry to shudder in disgust, "I do not know your name but that does not matter, if you were in The Burrow with those filthy blood traitors I can only think that it will be something horrible and plain and even muggle like. So from this point on your name will be Orion Black, a nice respectable pureblood name."

'That's Sirius' father's name' Harry thought only to gulp in fear and shock as several puzzle pieces suddenly fitted together 'No...that is why...the picture of Orion Black on the family tree looks just like me...just like one of my favourite people I turn into when I want to look like Sirius...'

"I wonder," Walburga said lustfully as she climbed onto the bed, only dressed in her underwear, "What sorts of magical talents do you think our children will have?"

'Even if all she wants me for is just sex I will not let her keep me, I will not give in' Harry silently promised himself as he ignored he vile woman that was crawling towards him on the bed 'I will keep my metamorphic abilities a secret from her so I can use them to escape.'

"Ready for the fun to begin my dear Orion?" Walburga asked causing Harry to go pale and look up at the ceiling almost beggingly.

'Please, please, if anyone is listening' Harry thought desperately 'Then save me!'

The End.

I am think I am going to turn this one shot into a full length multichapter fic with a good plot, I've already got it all planned out in my mind, so if anyone wants feel free to keep an eye out for it.

Hope you all enjoyed the crazy one shots and weird pairing of this one shot collection.

Until The Next Fic :)