Rating: R

Warnings: Course language, Male/Male, Uncomfortable Situations, Sexual Situations, Anal, Physical Abuse, Mental Abuse, Emotional Abuse, Molestation, Auctioning, Oral Sex, Rape, PTSD, MPreg

Parings- DOMINANT/SUBMISSIVE: Draco/Colin, Seamus/Colin (Colin/Seamus), Seamus/Dennis, Dennis/Tony (Tony/Dennis), Charlie/Sebastian (Sebastian/Charlie), Harry/Ginny, Ron/Hermione

. . . Enjoy . . .

"That's not an orphanage." He turned to his lover, worry showing in both their eyes.

"W-what is it?"

"It's a slave trade . . ."

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"So what do your parents do?" Mrs. Malfoy asked. Colin gave a huge smile.

"My dad's a milk man!" They raised their brows

"A what?"

"Oh uhm." He blushed. "He delivers bottles of milk to people's houses." They nodded a bit confused. Why would anyone want to do that for a living?

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Seamus sighed and walked up to the terrible looking home. The grey bricks had chunks missing from it, roof falling apart and the porch was in need of a new paint job. The lawn was dead along with a few sticks in the ground that used to probably be plants. They walked over to the place and Dennis yelped when his foot went through a step on the porch. Seamus helped him out.

"Can I help you?" Someone asked. It was only about eleven in the morning.

"Ah yeah we're looking for a Tony." Seamus said. The boy's eyes widened and he cleared his throat.

"And why is that?" it sounded rather rehearsed.

"We've heard interesting things."

"You seem a bit . . . young . . ." The boy spat, covered in dirt with tattered clothes. Two more came out around the corner, one being around the age of six.

"Hi there." Seamus squatted down so he was shorter making the petite boy feel more comfortable. "What's your name?"

"Kenny." He said quietly a little bit of nervousness running through his voice.

"Does Tony live here Kenny?"

"No!" He let out a giggle. "He lives in there" He pointed to the house. "Not out here! You're silly." He scampered off and Seamus chuckled. He loved kids. He stood up, his boyfriend standing still on the porch.

"I don't want to fall through again." He whispered. Seamus laughed and knocked on the door. A tall lanky boy with wavy blonde hair and blue eyes opened it, a fine brow rising. He too was covered in dirt and tattered clothes.

"What?" He ground out.

"We came to see Tony." Dennis said squaring his shoulder. The boy shrugged and closed the door in their faces, making them gap. They heard a clink and the door opened fully.

"Down the hall, first door on the left" He said with a smirk. Something was wrong. They pushed through and followed the directions, looking around the practically empty area. They peered into the room and Dennis gasped, next to the smaller in second.

"Tony!" The smaller's head snapped to him, a look of fright on his face.

"What the hell are you doing here? You have to get out!" He yelled, panicking.

"What why?"

"Because she's coming with Mr. Fitz!"

"Who?" The two others asked.

"H-he's going to be my new owner." He looked away.

"Why are you here?" Dennis asked. "Where are you family?"

"My father died when I was three, my mother passing away when I was six. I was sent to my aunts down here but she died too so I was sent to this place. Now that I'm close to hitting my inheritance they're auctioning me off!"

"What inheritance?" Seamus asked confused. Tony looked at him with hollow eyes.

"I'm the second male Veela in over a century." He said quietly. "And to top it off I'm still pure." He looked away ashamed. "I'm not supposed to eat much because Mr. Fitz likes his boys thin and frail, I can't have my hair any other length but this and I can't stay in the sun too long because he wants me pale."

"That's shit!" Dennis barked.

"How much is he offering?" Seamus asked. Maybe he could buy him. The smallest turned and locked eyes with him.

"1,000,000"

"A-a million?" Dennis and Seamus both gaped. He just shrugged and looked away again. He bought his brother for 1,500,000

"C'mon. We're kidnapping you." Seamus stood up and carefully picked the smaller up.

"N-n-no!"

"Please!" Dennis pleaded with him. He looked at the blonde and nodded. He'd do it for Dennis.

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Colin bit his lip. This was incredibly awkward. He sat completely starkers in the center of the older's bed, listening to the shower run. He was so fucking turned on! But he still wasn't hard. The water stopped and the dark blonde slipped his eyes closed. I need you to kill someone for me. His eyes snapped open and he looked around. Was he imagining that? He lied down onto his back and closed his eyes.

"I need you to kill someone for me . . ." The taller mumbled out. Colin's eyes widened and he glanced around.

"I-I don't think I can do that." He stated.

"Oh? So you don't want me buried deep inside of you whilst you scream my name?" Draco slipped his fingers down the smaller's chest.

"N-no I do!"

"Good. So you'll do it then?" The taller asked. Colin just nodded at him. "I want you to kill Dennis."

"WHAT?" He pulled back, eyes wide and confused. "NO! I am not killing my little brother!" His voice cracked. The taller pinned him to a wall and leaned dangerously close.

"I'll marry you." He whispered. "I'll do anything you want me to. Anything at all, everything you want, I will do." He grasped the smaller's member and tugged, the younger's legs giving way.

"O-ok! I-I'll do it . . . I'll kill Dennis."

Blue eyes snapped open and he sat up. Tears welled in his eyes and a sob fell from his lips.

"C-Colin?"

"Can't talk, thinking." He was shaking like a leaf.

"Colin you need to eat something love . . . and sleep a bit . . ."

"Can't." He grumbled out, running back to the table and growling at it.

"Colin come on." Seamus lightly grasped his thin shoulder and yelped when teeth clamped down on his hand. "Fuck! Colin!" He yanked the smaller away from the table, him kicking and screaming all the way up the stairs.

He tossed him on the bed. "NO!" It was deep and desperate. The blonde tried to crawl off but the taller shoved him onto his back and straddled him, easily catching the weak punches. He closed and silenced the curtains, looking down at the seething boy.

"Eat, sleep a bit, then I'll let you go."

"No! I don't have much more time! You don't understand!"

"You're bloody right I don't! Colin what the fuck is going on?" the smaller made a weak struggle. Seamus flicked his wand and made the other sit up, a bowl of soup in his hand. The smaller clenched his teeth and glared. "You're staying here until you eat so the sooner you do the quicker you'll leave."

That's right. Seamus was the only one who tried to help him in those days. Everyone else just stared. But Seamus was there for him. Seamus made him feel . . . needed.

Finally he turned teary eyes to one last person. Seamus lied down next to him and brushed his cheek.

"I love you too Seamus." Colin whispered out. The older felt a sob bubble up and shuffled closer, pressing their lips together softly, ignoring the blood. It was long and slow, both filling it with as much feeling and meaning as they could, they poured their hearts into this kiss, this kiss that could be the final one they ever shared. He nodded at Pomfrey and smiled at Seamus, trying his hardest and lightly squeezing Dennis' hand.

"Creevey?" His eyes opened again and he turned them to Malfoy, a tear slipping down his cheek.

"Y-you lied to me!" He yelled.

"Pardon?" Malfoy raised his brow and moved closer.

"We were never dating were we?" It was low and dangerous.

"No." Draco shrugged. Colin looked down at his hands.

"You don't love me."

"No."

"You told me to kill my brother." He looked up at the taller.

"Yeah I did."

"But I couldn't so you tried." He stated.

"Indeed."

"Then I tried to save him and that's how all this started."

"Correct." Draco looked at him with a bored expression.

"I love Seamus." The dark blonde whispered, eyes widening. "I never loved you, I love him!" He looked at the taller and slid off the large bed, collecting his clothes and slipping them on.

"Colin-"

"Creevey." The smaller spat. "Don't you dare call me by my first name." Something flashed through cold grey eyes . . . hurt? "Go to hell Malfoy." He walked out of the room and slammed the door shut. Reality hit the older like a ton of brinks. His chest hurt like hell but he couldn't understand why . . .

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Seamus slipped around the corner, Tony in his arms, tired and frightened; his blonde just behind him. They stepped into the hall and Ms. Jen turned the corner eyes widening.

"WAIT!" Seamus yelled. "Do you know about magic and shit since you know about Tone?" She raised her brow.

"I'm a witch."

"Good. Grab my arm Den." The smaller blinked and did. "See ya." A loud crack sounded and they found themselves outside the Finnigan's home. Tony tossed his head to the side and threw up. "Shit!"

"Ew!" Dennis yelped moving out of the way.

"First time apparating?" The eldest asked. The boy in his arms flushed and nodded. "C'mon, in we go." They headed towards the house and Dennis threw the door open. They walked in and closed the door after, heading to the couch to lay the small boy down.

"Seamus what's . . . going . . . on . . . who the hell is that?" His mother asked confused.

"Friend of Dennis'; was in a slave trade."

"I have to go back." Tony sat up and Seamus pushed him back down.

"No you don't"

"No! You don't understand! I have to go back!"

"No you don't understand apparently"

"I have to get my brother!" Tony yelled at him, his eyes watering. The other occupants stiffened. "He's sixteen and he's with Mr. Fitz!" His breathing quickened. "That was th-the only reason I was going to go with him! I would get to see Sebastian again." He looked away and pulled his knees to his chest. ''

"Let's focus on you first." Mrs. Finnigan said softly. "Seamus start a bath would you?" He nodded and headed upstairs.

"I will call some people alright love? I just need to know where Mr. Fitz lives. I can have aurors get him back." She said quietly. Tony gave a dry laugh.

"Bastian won't go with them. He doesn't know who they are." He looked away. "I haven't seen him in six years." He shifted. "I have to go with them."

"Alright. But you need to get cleaned up first. It will take a bit to contact the right people and explain the situation."

"We don't really have time." Tony whispered. "Mr. Fitz will know that someone will be looking for my brother. He'll hurt him and hide him."

"They will find him." She said sternly. Tony reached out for the pen and paper and wrote down two places.

"He doesn't trust anyone since he's been abused and passed around for being four fifths Veela"

"Wow."

"So am I"

"Why are none of us . . . falling on our faces to get to you?" Dennis asked blushing.

"She's married and has no interest and you . . . well you like me as it is. But why do you think that is?" Tony said with a small laugh.

"It has nothing to do with that." Dennis stated. Mrs. Finnigan looked between them feeling confused.

"Sure."

"Tony?" Seamus came into the room and motioned for him to follow. Said boy and Dennis both got up and made their way to the small washroom. The bleached blonde stepped in the room and started peeling clothes off.

"Uh a-aren't you shy of your body?" Dennis asked in disbelief. He sure as hell wasn't comfortable stripping like that.

"No. we have . . . had . . . no privacy at the slave trade. When they used the belt on my arse, on anyone's, we were to remove both our bottoms. We showered in fours and had two sets of clothes and a roommate. I'm used to people staring at my arse and dick." He stated. The other two just stared at him as he pulled the last remaining article of clothing off. They flinched and looked away when the welts on the pale arse were visible.

"Were you belted recently?" Seamus asked.

"This morning."

"Why?" He asked sitting on the toilet, Dennis standing awkwardly. He couldn't help but be a bit turned on. Seamus was in the same boat though. After all, there was an incredibly hot boy completely starkers in his bathtub . . .

"Because I soiled my bottoms and sheets again." He sighed happily and slipped further into the tub, the other two trying not to look at the smaller's member.

"You peed the bed?" Dennis asked surprised.

"What? No!" Tony flicked water at him. "I had a wet dream." Seamus gaped.

"You got beat for being a teenage boy?"

"Pretty much." sighed.