Claimed
Chapter 13
"Headmaster you wished to see me?" asked Ginny Weasley walking into the headmaster's office.
"Yes I did" said Dumbledore grandfatherly.
"So what is it sir?" asked Ginny curiously, bracing herself for another lecture. However, she would be surprised at what came out of the Headmasters mouth.
"Crucio" snarled Dumbledore,
Ginny was on the floor screaming and clawing at herself.
He stopped it after three minutes, as if to give her a little break.
"Headmaster?" gasped Ginny grasping at the carpet looking up she uttered "Why?" betrayal shining through her eyes.
"CRUCIO!" snapped Dumbledore; he seemed to be getting angrier. He had lost his torture dummy after all, Potter had been a great outlet for his anger. It seemed like Ginny was now becoming the brunt of his anger.
He stopped after four this time, if he didn't stop the next time she would be rooming with the Longbottom's.
"PLEASE STOP I'M SORRYYY!!" sobbed Ginny curled into a ball, small cuts all over her body where she had scratched herself.
"You better be" said Dumbledore mildly. "IF you ever disappoint me again it will be five times worse do I make myself clear?!"
"Yes sir, I'm sorry sir" croaked Ginny, trembling at his feet.
Dumbledore was hard in an instant. He was dominating this girl; this bitch was bowing before his power. She would do anything for him; he would see just how far she would be willing to go.
Sitting down in his chair, he made sure the door was shut he opened his trousers and pulled them down along with his underwear. "Come here!" he demanded.
Wide eyed Ginny dared not refuse.
"Pleasure me, and I will make sure you have your money this month!" said Dumbledore.
"Please no!" begged Ginny, wide eyed looking sick.
"Would you like another dose of pain?" glared Dumbledore.
Gulping wide eyed, she moved forward as much as she could without it causing too much pain.
"I can't!" she said as if she was about to be particularly sick all over the place.
"Then I shall call your mother, let her know" said Dumbledore as if he was about to get up. He had no intentions of letting that bitch out of his office without fucking her raw.
"NO" begged Ginny, her mother would be so disappointed in her, and she wouldn't get to go to Hogwarts. Her mum wouldn't be able to afford the tuition she had to pay for her.
"Then get on with it" snarled Dumbledore getting impatient.
"But sir! Please don't! Please!" begged Ginny, she was petrified.
"NOW!" boomed Dumbledore.
"I can't" she said backing away.
"Imperio" shouted Dumbledore 'come here, pleasure me,'
So Ginny unable to fight of the imperious curse, however, instead of letting the imperious do all the work. He only kept it on until she had sunk right down on him three times. Ginny tried to fight him; he just summoned a different sweet, and forced it in her open mouth, which had been protesting. He also took his special de-aging potion.
Liquid imperious - he wanted the little bitch under control…at least until he had finished with her.
He kept it up for hours, until he had totally had every sexual position he could think of and more. Back in his teenage form, it was pretty easy to it. He made Ginny suck him off, moaning that she was a good whore and she would be a great notch on his belt and a good fuck in his bed.
Finally the de-aging potion wore off, and so did his urges, which seem to have completely deflated. He forced her to take another potion, which was in a bottle. He obviously wanted her to remember, but this one would unable her from talking about it.
"Did you like that my little whore" said Dumbledore horribly.
"It hurts! Please make it stop" sobbed Ginny she was on the floor once again at Dumbledore's feet.
"Hm…here take this potion" sneered Dumbledore.
"Thank you, thank you" she sobbed really fast before drinking the potion.
She screamed when all her wounds disappeared but the pain was very much still there.
"PLEASE" she begged.
"No! and you will be staying at Hogwarts this summer, and you will be warming my bed, I told you, I would want something in return to stop you tarnishing the Weasley name" said Dumbledore seriously, fully dressed and every bit still powerful and angry.
"I'm not doing that! I'll tell!" sobbed Ginny moving away.
The entire time she had been forced to do things to Dumbledore, her thoughts had turned back to Harry. Harry had been betrayed by them also. She knew Dumbledore had raped Harry, so had her brother. They had made it sound like he had wanted more but she knew now that this wasn't the case. How could she have been so blinded…no one would want to be forced to have sex. 'Oh Harry! How could they? How could I! I wish I had taken no part in this! I don't deserve to live!'
They had told her despite the fact that he was no longer a hero he wanted her still. Too blinded by her dream she had taken what they had said to heart. She hadn't even let it cross her mind to question why Harry was so hurt it was as if she had been under a spell. A spell! Wide eyed she gulped that's it, she had to have been under a spell…whatever Dumbledore had given her had cancelled it out. This haze she had been living in for quite a while.
She had to get away from them, let someone know what had been happening. She had to get to Gringotts and put her memories into jars. Send them to Harry; let him see she had not wanted this to happen. Hopefully Harry will be able to send it to someone she didn't know who to go to for help. Someone was obviously helping Harry - she had overheard them talking. Harry was missing, someone was helping them.
She was told to leave Dumbledore's office; he was so sure of himself that she wouldn't say anything.
Ginny went right to Gringotts, and had a will written out, she didn't have much but she would be damned if she didn't help Harry. The memories and a letter of apology was written. Some money also, just one thousand galleons she had gotten so far.
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"Come here," said Severus sliding right into the middle of the bed, asking Harry to come to him. So he was also in the middle in between Severus' legs. Harry squeaked unsure, but trusting Severus unlike he had trusted anyone before. Letting someone feed from you was a sign of the highest trust.
"Relax little one" soothed Severus, his teeth were already out and his cock was hardening in anticipation. Just the thought of doing this was driving him almost insane.
Harry did just that.
Severus stuck into his drink, moaning at the taste of the one that was meant for him. It tasted so goddamn delicious, Harry tensed when he felt Severus' member pressed against his bum.
However, the blood was getting drained from him; he couldn't find the will to get himself worked up. He couldn't feel fear, he felt so free, happy and felt himself becoming hard as well. Although it was so much slower than Severus, because Harry wasn't used to it.
Soon Severus wrapped his hands around Harry's member, softly stroking the very sensitive skin. A place where only he would touch from now on. Harry arched into him and rocked back and fourth trying to get that hard hand to relieve some of the worked up excitement. Severus was determined to torture him; his slow movements were sending Harry insane.
Severus stopped and licked the wound closed; he then began pumping the hard member. Harry arched up, Severus sucked on the claming bite, causing even more pleasure to go through Harry.
However, Harry didn't last long, it was too much for him to handle, he wasn't used to such feelings. Severus turned Harry around so he was facing him, wide glassy eyed he looked so debauched.
He looked shocked when Severus kissed him, telling him he was the most beautiful little one he had ever seen. No one was as gorgeous as he was that he was so beautiful and anything else he could think of in-between kisses. Harry was overwhelmed with the truth he knew that was coming from Severus' lips. He couldn't believe it - he was so used to being told he was ugly and scarred that no one would want him. Here was a man saying differently, he was more tempted to believe Severus but right now he wasn't sure he was in two minds.
Severus seemed to be everywhere, kissing him, sucking on his skin leaving marks all his way down. Still being told how pretty he looked. How toned he was, what his naked form was doing to the man saying it. Told him he would look even better with more food in him. That he was just a little bit too skinny for his liking.
Then he started sucking on his member, which had been rising once again, Harry was wide eyed debauched watching Severus' every move and listening to every word. Harry was breathing heavily, gasping for breath wrapped in a sheet of sweat. Harry began muttering things; he was more debauched than Severus thought.
Knowing that this was getting a little too much for Harry, he sucked harder, and harder. Massaging the base of the cock, Harry came inside him, groaning and moaning unable to move after such a release.
Harry watched as Severus swallowed his semen, wide eyed Harry looked gob smacked, his eyes started to close, still breathing heavily. Severus seeing this got rid of the spillage, and got himself and Harry wrapped up for the night tangled together in their bed.
"Sleep" said Severus; he knew this helped him, as a childe a vampire had that affect on some of them. Harry seemed to be one of them; he slept better when Severus used his vampire power on him. Severus noticed so he obviously did it when he could.
Harry didn't take long, before succumbing to the call of sleep.
Severus followed not long after, he wasn't rushing Harry but he hoped he wasn't scaring him by taking it a step more when he was weak from the blood taken and high as well as aroused.
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"Molly where is Ginny?" asked Dumbledore floo'ing the Weasley's.
"Up the stairs headmaster, why?" asked Molly frowning.
"Well I suggested she stay at Hogwarts, and perhaps get trained" said Dumbledore.
"By whom?" she asked curiously.
"Why, me of course!" said Dumbledore joyfully as if nothing would make him happier.
"She would be honoured headmaster! I shall just go get her!" beamed the proud mother.
Dumbledore waited patiently for them to come back down.
He nearly jumped out of the other side of the floo when Molly Weasley screamed.
"GGGGGGINNNNNNNNNNNNYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!"
Fearing the worst he got through the floo and let himself be lead by the sobbing mother.
"Molly! What is the matter?!" asked Dumbledore coming up the stairs.
"NO! NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NOOOOOOOO!" screamed the mother more.
Dumbledore finally got a look inside; Ginny was laying there, her beautiful red hair damp with crimson blood. A pool of it gathered everywhere from her wrists. She had cut up the way, so this had not been a bid for attention she had wanted herself dead.
'SHIT! That bitch how dare she!' growled Dumbledore, just when he thought he would have an outlet for all his bloody problems it does and kills itself.
Dumbledore conjured up a sheet and put it over the dead girl; he had to act grandfatherly after all. No doubt he will have to give pensive testimony of finding her hear like this.
"I'm so sorry molly, lets call Arthur!" said Dumbledore leading the shocked shaking mother down the stairs and into the kitchen.
Surpise surprise how many of you thought this would happen? will Harry get the memories? or will Dumbledore know something is up and make sure to stop it? R&R please goodbye for now!