Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. If so Ginny would not of married Harry and Harry would be with Draco or Severus. And Severus, Remus, Tonks, Sirius, Fred and dobby wouldn't be dead. A moment of silence for them all. I would have killed Dumbledore though. Not hating on him but he was old anyways.
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Harry quickly ran down the stairs. But to no avail he was tripped down the jutting stairs. He moaned and tried to stand. His body was in so much pain. Why? He had barely got up off the ground when his legs were kicked out from under him.
"Please stop I can't take anymore. What do you want? I'll do it. Just please." He tried to resist but the pain was over whelming. And the tears were pouring from his eyes.
The beefy hands of his Uncle grabbed him by the back of the neck and thrust him forward.
"I want you to be my little slut. I know your a fairy. Dudley told me. So lets go."
He pulled Harry back up the stairs, his hand still behind his neck.
"Uncle please? I don't-please." Harry's crying become worse. His eyes now were waterfalls, flowing with fear and the pain.
Harry attempted to push his uncles hand's off, to no avail. Vernon grabbed his hands and held them behind his back. He burst through the door to Dudley's room. All though Dudley had moved out with his Mum his bed and bed stand still remained. Vernon thrust Harry forward, onto the bed. He keep one hefty hand on Harry's Hands and used the other to reach into the bed stand to pull out some rope. He wrapped it tightly around Harry's wrist. Now you little bitch prepare for some fun. He said as he righted Harry on the bed. He got on top of Harry and held down his legs with his bluberous weight. He quickly ripped off Harry's pants and threw them to the floor. He grabbed Harry between his legs.
Harry didn't want this. And when his body didn't respond to his Uncle he received a slap to his face. Vernon quickly tore Harry's boxers, technically they'd be briefs but the used to be Dudley's. He quickly actuated himself over his nephew.
As He thrust in, Harry screamed out.
End Dream
Harry continued to thrash for a moment, even though he had awaken He quickly sat up and ran his hands over his body. Once he was sure his was fine he ran his hands to his face. There he found tears that he hadn't even realized were falling down his face. He moved his hands in front of his face and noticed they were shaking. He glanced out of his curtain a to see the time and if anyone was awake. Thank Merlin no one was. He quickly ran to the bathroom and shut and locked the door. He ran to the sink and splashed water on his face and toke a drink. He hated having dreams of his rape. But the dreams about his first rape were always the worst. He grabbed a hand towel from the rack and began to wipe his face. Next thing he knew his knees had fell out from under him and he was crying again. He held the towel to his face to muffle the sobs. He didn't need anyone to hear. He quickly forced himself to stop crying and headed back to bed. He had been thinking about subscribing to a sleepless potion. But he couldn't do it without everyone finding out that Harry Potter was having sleeping troubles. Then the rumors would spread. They would probably say his insane.
Harry decided to head down to the common room and do some homework. But his dream keep running in his head. He gave up and set his books upon the table. He sat in front of the fire, laying down in the chair. He knew he would probably fall asleep again if he laid down to long. He got up and ran to get his invisible cloak and Ron's broom.
He quietly snuck through the portrait hole and head up to the astronomy tower.
Once he had finally gotten to the astronomy tower, he toke in a big gulp of the night air. He always did love flying at night. He quickly mounted the broom. Only to hop off. He hadn't expected it to hurt so much.
He stood there wondering what to do. His only choice was to lay the cloak over his broom for protection from the pain. He quickly flew up into the air and fly towards the Quidditch pitch. He always felt better after getting up in the air. When he got to the Quidditch field he sat for moment up in the air, feeling the breeze caress his bruised face. He toke in a deep breath and threw the broom forward at it's maximum speed, which wasn't very much. At least when he compared it to his Firebolt. He looped around the 3 poles at one end of the field and raced down to the poles at the other end. He was so lost in his enjoyment he didn't realize the trouble that was coming.
Damn it Elliot why did you stop me I was about to fu-"
"You know damn well Sagre. His blood was poisonous. He had that disease Uncle told us of."
The poison Sagre and Elliot were talking about was the aids virus. And these to men, if you want to call them that, were vampires. Now it wouldn't kill them. But it would leave them so weak they could not fly. It was also risky because a Slayer might take advantage of their disadvantage.
"I know but I'm still so hor- wait. Look there. Doesn't he look delicious." Sagre halted in the air, grabbing Elliot by his foot.
"Sagre he's a Hogwarts student we can't-"
"Oh I won't drink from him. The code says we can't take from an underage. But it said nothing about taking them."
"Fine. I'll wait for you in the stands but you best be quick. I want to get home."
'Of course Brother."
Elliot fly to sit in one of the stands while Sagre slowly flew behind the boy.
Harry slowed the broom. He had to catch his breathe. Not even 5 seconds after he halted he was pushed to the ground. He fell painfully to the ground, the air knocked out of him.
Sagre grabbed the broom and threw it across the field.
"Lets have some fun shall we." Said Sagre as he ripped at Harry's shirt.
"Please… s-stop."
"Oh you'll enjoy it." The vampire quickly pulled Harry's pants and boxers down to his ankle. Harry tried to rise but the pain reverberating through his body screamed at him not to.
"Ple-please not again." cried out Harry as the vampire quickly turned him over.
"Oh I've never had you before. Believe me I'd remember a boy as beautiful as you. Now I can't have you screaming so here." The vampire took Harry torn shirt and used it as a gag.
Harry screamed at the man, attempting to get his attention. But he was barely audible .
"I hope you enjoy this mortal."
Harry cried as the vampire ripped through him. He didn't know how long it was but to Harry it felt like hours. He tried to stop the tears., to prevent the man tearing him in two to see how much pain he was being caused.
Suddenly there was someone in front of him.
"Sagre please hurry. I want to get home. Finish it up before you kill him."
"Oh but- Elliott- he's so-"
'I don't care if he's a freaking virgin. We have two hours until morning. I want to go now."
"Fuh-fine two minutes."
"Fine. But be careful pulling out of the poor child. Okay?"
"Ye- ye-YES!!" Yelled Sagre as he released himself in Harry. He held on to Harry an slowly pulled out.
"Thanks babe. You were great. Maybe we'll meet again. See ya." Sagre bend his knees and was up in the air with Elliot. Sagre quickly flew forward while Elliot stared at the poor teen infront of him.
"I'm sorry. I can't control him anymore. Try a secretion cream." And with that he was gone." Harry lay on the ground a while longer before he got up to grab his pants and underwear.
The tearless Harry withdrew his wand and summoned the broom and his cloak. He lay the broom on the ground and lay on it. He covered it and him with the invisibility cloak. He lay on it as wee as he could, his pants no the cushion for his body. He reached the astronomy tower and opened the door. He quietly flew unnoticed through the halls. Once he got to the fat lady we whispered the password and flew in. He slowly lowered himself from the broom and climbed the stairs to his dorm. He dropped the broom on the floor an crawled into bed. He climbed in bed and shut the curtains. He put up the silence spell and laid down. For a while he simply stared at the curtain. He held tightly to his pillow, trying to halt the tears that sat at the brim of his pain filled eyes. But it was useless to resist. Harry's body curled into it's self as he screamed away at his pain.
Well there's chapter four. Brilliant I am. I had writers block for a while. But I came up with this. It's going to get sooo Good. i also want to apologise to any one who can't read chapter two. i tried to fixit. I even deleted it and posted it again and it still was like that. So I'm sorry. By the way you pronounce Sagre "Say-gray" and you pronounce Elliot "L-e-it." Now I only put this up as an apology chapter for taking so long. So it's not checked to well. But I did my best along the way. I won't actually be able to continuously do this so… Also here are the answers to some reviews:
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