Warnings-slash you no like you no read, toys, cross-dressing, bdsm, spank, Dom/sub, wordplay, and blood-play.
Disclaimer- I don't own Harry potter or any of his friends the rich blonde British lady does so please don't sue besides if I owned Harry potter it would be XXX rated and all slash.
Summary-Harry potter is the twin of the boy-who-lived, Lucas potter, who is neglected and ignored most of the time in favor of his twin. Tired of being ignored in favor of the chosen one Harry runs away on his 5th birthday only to be captured by death eaters. Harry the real boy-who-lived is then given to the newly resurrected dark lord as a pet. What will the light do when they find out their only hope against the dark lord is the beloved pet of said dark lord? why call on the sailor scouts of course!!! Sailor moon/ HP crossover!!! Challenge fic from sailor steller moon
P.S. I'd like to thank both my beta's Ravenclaw-girl28 and Sam green.
'Hey I'm blue' thought.
-Hey I'm blue- mental speak
"Hey I'm blue" Parseltongue
"Hey I'm blue" normal
"I love the way that your heart breaks
with every injustice and deadly fate
Praying it all be new
and living like it all depends on you"
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At five years old, Harry Potter wasn't like most children his age. For one, his twin was 'the chosen one' or his, as he chose to think, 'the-boy-who-lived-to-be-absolutely-perfect'. 'If people only knew.' He thought with a sigh. He swore people thought that he shat gold and pissed silver. The mere thought brought a sneer to his petal lips. For another thing, at the age of five he had a bigger vocabulary than his father and godfather combined. He swore the two were imbeciles. He was the exact opposite of his twin in that sense. He was incredibly intelligent for his age, partly due to practically living in the library. He was calm and very understanding of many things.
Harry understood the fact that he was, in the eyes of the public, worthless in comparison with his twin. His so-called parents probably didn't even remember he existed half the time. The only three people to ever even paid attention to him were his twin, Sirius, and Remus. The thought of those three brought a huge smile to the normally reserved boy's face. Lucas, while not the smartest of the bunch, was actually a very shy and kind boy. The only reason he acted like a spoiled brat was some strange form of protection for Harry.
The twins shared a room, despite their parents desire to give Harry a closet of a room instead. Their reasoning was that Harry didn't deserve to breathe the same air as Lucas. But Lucas and Harry shared a unique bond; as twins they were basically two halves of a soul. Without one, the other would die. After hearing his parents' suggestion, his subsequent anger caused his magic to react in a less than favorable way. Needless to say, his parents stopped trying to separate them and merely ignored Harry; pretending he didn't exist. While this hurt more than anything else, Harry merely accepted it.
Harry had learned that it was easier to simply accept things than fight. It just wasn't worth the confrontation to Harry. Harry would often read to Lucas the books his parents got him, because Lucas could barely read himself. He was average, but because of his parents' insistence that he was some sort of genius, he was expected to learn without the ordinary benefits of teachers and explanations. Harry tried his best to teach his brother to at least above average for his age. This was the only reason Lucas got any sort of proper education. The twins were close and Lucas, like Harry, had an intense dislike of Dumbledore. Lucas, because he had suggested giving Harry up for adoption. He didn't walk comfortably for the days after the castration curse Lucas had unknowingly cast. Needless to say, he stopped trying to split them up.
Remus and Sirius were mates and the only parental figures/adults that the twins respected. Sirius had once been like their parents and ignored Harry, seeming to only have eyes for Lucas. This continued until he figured the only way to keep his godson's attention was to pay attention to both twins. That and a month on the couch, for a particularly nasty remark from Sirius, as punishment from Remus switched his attitude real quick. Harry and Remus had always been close. He was the only one besides Lucas who would play with him. Remus had always treated Harry like his own child. He knew that Remus was a werewolf and to Remus he was a cub; something precious and valuable. Remus would often remind him to eat and was over as often as he could. For that, Harry was grateful and he often wished Remus would come and take him away. But Harry knew it wouldn't happen, for that would mean choosing Harry over his mate.
This was something Harry would never ask of Remus and he also knew his twin would miss him terribly and would, most likely, go crazy. But as Harry looked at the scene playing out before, him he couldn't help feeling alone and unwanted. To everyone else he was an useless burden; a mistake. It would only be a matter of time before Remus, Sirius, and Lucas would see that. He looked out from the corner he was sitting in, to Lucas's birthday party. His parents often forgot he existed; most of the Wizarding world did too. He couldn't help the tears flowing down his face. He watched the room filled with laughter and joy as his twin enjoyed the party. Opening gifts and eating cake, enjoying the attention from everyone. He watched as his parents hugged and played with his twin, showering him with affection he so desperately wanted. He watched the picture-perfect family as he wept, quietly realizing that his family didn't need him.
Lucas would find someone else to play with and to teach him. Remus and Sirius were discussing a child of their own, from what he had heard. His parents were congratulating them and saying that their child and Lucas would be like brothers. He knew Lucas would eventually forget him. Dumbledore was right it would be better if he weren't here he thought bitterly. With that he decided to pack his small amount of belongings and leave. He would leave his twin a note. Lucas would forget him but he wanted to let his twin know how much he loved him and caution him to be safe. He packed his small stuffed wolf, his blanket, and his favorite book in the small back pack Remus had gotten for him. He wrote a small note, folded it and left it on the bed.
Moving as quickly as he could, Harry ran quietly down to the kitchen and out through the back door. He then moved down into the forest.
As he was walking he heard a hissing voice mumbling. As he got closer he could hear it more clearly, along with other loud voices.
"Malfoy how many times do I have to tell you to stop whining? It's annoying everyone, including Nagini, so before she decides you're too much of a nuisance to keep alive shut up." Hissed a dangerously low voice
"Ssstupid yellow creaturrre. Ssshut your nonssensssical jabberrrring!" Hissed a serpentine voice, that sounded more than a bit annoyed
"Do shut up Severus. I am only pointing out the obvious. We have mentally deranged brothers who could care less, an overgrown lizard, a vampire and veela. Oh yes, I can see how we are going to bring Potter's brat to our lord. Let us also not forget it's a complete fluke, a beneficial one but a fluke none the less, that we have our lord back at all. And now we must not only find him a potion to restore his good looks but also retrieve his arch nemesis' brat; who's five years old and barely above average. And who out lord is unaccountably obsessed with." drawled an annoyed Lucius
"DON'T TEMMMPT MME BLONNNDDY." growled the annoyed snake.
"SHUT UP YOU OVERGROWN LIZARD!" the annoyed blonde yelled while Severus tried to keep himself and Nagini from killing Lucius and quell the ensuing argument. Severus was seriously beginning to regret creating a spell to understand Parseltongue. While this was happening, said brothers had noticed Harry, who hadn't noticed he'd been spotted until he felt two large hands on his sides lifting him up. Speckled emerald green eyes locked with amused violet. Mesmerized by his captor's face, the five year old took the time to study him and the man beside him.
The brothers, for they must be brothers, both had long, curly hair and slightly defined muscles. The man holding him had violet eyes and the one slightly behind him had blue ones. Both sets of eyes held a glint of insanity, offset by boredom in one and amusement in the other. The pair's tight muscle shirts and leather pants showed of their rugged good looks to best effect.
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"Who are you" he asked with a slight tilt of the head that made Rabastan want to huggle him to death. But he was a death eater and death eaters don't huggle cute five year olds. Or at least that's what he tried to convince himself. While he was having an internal battle with himself, Rudolphus decided to answer.
"I'm Rudolphus and this is my brother Rabastan. Who are you?" he asked curiously. After all, it's not every day you see a five year old in the woods by themselves.
"My name's Harry Potter. It's a pleasure to meet you." Harry answered politely and coherently, much to the brothers' shock. What should they do with what must be the twin of the one they were suppose to capture. Hell, they didn't even know Lucas Potter had a twin. Deciding that the best option was to take the boy to their lord they both went to collect Snape, Malfoy and Nagini. Harry simply lay in Rabastan's arms, figuring it best to simply comply as usual. Besides, he was curious. The two brothers and Harry made their way back, not knowing that the truth of what had happened that Halloween night would soon be revealed. The light side was none the wiser that their true savior had just turned dark and all hope for winning the war was lost.
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"Here you are down on your knees again
trying to find air to breathe again
Right where I want you to be again
See and believe!"
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