Disclaimer: I own nothing except the plot

Pairings: Harry x Voldie,

Warnings: Slash, Mpreg, light bashing, rape, character death

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4 years later

Harry sighed sadly and watched as the new first years entered the castle he called his prison. The students had such happy faces and they looked so excited. If only they knew how horrible the headmaster was.

What upset Harry the most however was the fact that this was supposed to be his first year at Hogwarts. He was eleven. He would be one of those oblivious students if his parents weren't murdered and he wasn't kidnapped.

He watched to see how many people he could recognize. Abby was there, it was her fifth year. She looked around hopefully as if she would catch a glimpse of her missing baby brother just as she did for the past two years for Matt. Matt would have been in his third year this year. He had decided it was too painful to watch the students enter and stayed in the dungeon with some of the other kids.

Harry smiled when he saw Draco Malfoy, the boy's blond hair made him stick out like a sore thumb. He was surrounded by two rather large boys and was laughing with a pretty pug faced girl. The girl and Draco took a boat for themselves and left the two large boys to fit in a boat by themselves.

Sophia was there too. She stuck out like a sore thumb as well with her flower crown on her head and her robes that were covered in what looked like peace symbols and hearts. She was even prettier than he remembered, probably the reason why she was not getting bullied into oblivion. A pretty African American girl stood with her, her black hair donned with a flower crown as well. They were chatting as they made their way towards the other second years transportation.

Harry looked around to see if he could spot Neville but he had no idea what the boy looked like now and he had no prominent features that stood out. He sighed and reached down and scratched the pretty blue snake in his pocket. Tom had led him to a secret chamber a couple years ago where he had found a large ballisk and her dying child. Harry had taken the baby snake so he could care for him with the promise of visiting the ballisk whenever he could.

Caeruleum or Calum as Harry named him, was a sick little snake and spent most of his time sleeping. He barely ate which concerned Harry and he was always so cold. Harry was sure that the child would have died in the chambers by now if Harry didn't rescue him. Who know how insane his mother could have became over his death.

Calum nuzzled his way into Harry's jacket and curled around the diary. Harry sighed and stood. He made his way back to the dungeon so he could begin his chores. He was in the kitchen cooking within the hour and teaching the newest victims how to cook sausage properly with their limited skill in magic.

"Then we add a bit of this powder," Harry explained holding up a bottle filled with clear powder. He had asked what it did when he had been old enough to work in the kitchens and was told it suppressed the magic core. Dumbledore told them he didn't want his students to get too strong too quickly and his staff also had to be kept in order. He said people do it everywhere but Harry couldn't tell if he was lying or not.

"Why?" the girl asked with wide, innocent eyes.

"It makes the food taste better," Harry lied.

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:Do you feel that?:

Harry looked at the little blue snake and raised an eyebrow.

:Something powerful has been brought into the castle.:

Harry closed his eyes and tried to figure out what Calum was hissing about. His eyes widened, he felt it too. It was small but very very powerful.

:We must find it, it could help Master Tom.:

"What do you mean?" Harry whispered.

:I can sense it.:

Harry watched as the sickly snake dropped to the floor and slithered out of the door. Harry sighed and looked around to make sure everyone was asleep before following the snake. After a while the snake got tired and Harry lifted him to his shoulders.

:Up here:

Harry soon found himself on the third floor. He walked towards the door and slowly opened it. He made his way down the little room until Calum hissed at him to stop. He magically opened the door and snuck in. The room had chains in it as if something was supposed to be locked up here.

Harry opened the little trap door and jumped in. He landed on his feet and began walking down the pathway and threw numerous rooms and doors. He soon found himself in a small room. He froze when he saw Dumbledore there. The man was talking to about five other people. One of them Harry recognized as Abby's father Severus.

"This stone needs to be protected with everything we have." Dumbledore held up a shiny red stone. Harry's eyes widened. It was beautiful. "Sev, I need you to set up a trap here. I am sure you will think of something wonderful. I already have Hagrid setting up the first trap. The rest of you have to think of something. This stone cannot fall into the wrong hands."

Dumbledore suddenly looked right where Harry was hiding and said in a friendly voice, "you are all dismissed."

He pocketed the stone and waited until the others left before pulling Harry out of his hiding spot.

"Now what are you doing so far away from your bed?" he asked in a stern voice. Harry stiffened.

"I'm sorry sir," he started before he was cut off by a slap across the face.

"I have been waiting, you know. For you to finally be old enough." Dumbledore started randomly, running a finger down Harry's cheek. He then pinched Harry's butt and grinned. "I have no doubt that you're as lovely as your brother was. You are both beautiful like your mother was. Too bad Sirius was never truly mine like you and your brother are."

Harry tried to scream but his mouth was covered by Dumbledore's hand. Harry cried out as his pants were pulled off and his bum and legs were pressed against the cold stone floor. He immediately began thrashing and squirming in an attempt to get away from the other man. Never in his life had he ever been so scared.

"Now be quiet or else I'll be rough," the old man said as he stuck a finger inside of Harry's small body. "You purebloods are simply amazing. Your bodies were designed to father and mother children. Of course I would not want to get you pregnant, never making that mistake again."

Harry cried out as the man suddenly replaced his fingers with something bigger. He sobbed and sobbed as he felt the man move inside him. It hurt so much and he was bleeding everywhere. By the time it was over Harry was filled with a burning liquid and his eyes refused to stop tearing. It still hurt and it was over now.

He cried again as Dumbledore pulled him to his feet and magically cleaned him up. He dressed Harry in his pants and walked the boy back to his bed. Each step Harry took hurt.

When he was finally back in his bed he just curled into a ball and silently cried. He wrapped his arms tighter around his body and tried to block out the pain.

"Here," Dumbledore returned and handed him a potion, "it will make sure you don't conceive."

The old man made sure Harry drank every drop before he left. Harry winced as the potion disagreed with his stomach. He wanted to cry but that would mean a whipping in the morning and he couldn't handle that right now. He ran to the bathroom and threw up before all the hot liquid was pushed out of his body and into his pants. He cried out and rinsed out his mouth before washing his pants. He put them up to dry before changing into his clean pair and laying back down to hopefully rest.

Calum slithered out of his hiding place and cuddled around Harry.

:That evil man, can I kill him yet?:

Harry couldn't help but smile at the small snake. The snake probably wouldn't be able to kill a rabbit if he tried. He was just too weak and underdeveloped. His venom was weak and there was no way he could make it all the way to Dumbledores chambers undetected or at all really. He would get too tired.

Harry stroked his head and kissed him softly. The snake nuzzled his hand and flickered his tongue.

The next morning Harry was a little sore but he managed to work through the sharp pains he felt. He didn't want to tell Matt what happened because he was afraid his brother might think less of him.

Harry smiled and lied his way through that day and the next and the next until finally it got easier to lie. Dumbledore had taken a liking to pounding into Harry every opportunity he got and unlike the other kids he would never publically rape the boy.

It got to the point where Harry could not help but think his life was a sick joke.

Harry had noticed it in some of the other kids but he had always thought he would be stronger than them. He always thought he could overcome feeling hopeless and depressed because he was different than them.

But he wasn't different than them. He was weak and pathetic and he hated himself for being so easily pushed around.

He refused to let himself fill with hatred though. That would only end badly.

He'd seen what hatred could do to a person and that scared him more than anything Dumbledore could do to him. Hatred caused people to become cold and mean. They weren't the same person Harry knew.

Harry never wanted to be someone like that.

He needed to get that stone. Tom could help him and the other kids escape. It was their only choice at this point.

He had discussed the stone with Calum again and the snake agreed to lead him to it reluctantly. He did not want Harry to get hurt again.

Harry snuck out of bed to retrieve the stone but a hand stopped him. He looked up and met his brothers tired and sad eyes.

"Where are you going?" he asked.

Harry briefly wondered if he could tell his brother without the older boy getting angry, "I'm going to try and save us."

"How?" Matt demanded.

"Tom."

"Your imaginary friend? You still have him?"

"No, Tom is real. He's a soul trapped inside a book. Dumbledore did something to him that caused his soul to break apart," Harry explained quickly.

At that Matt looked more confused.

"Just trust me," Harry said holding his brothers gaze.

Slowly Matt accepted that answer and nodded, he grabbed Harry's hand, "I'm coming with you."

"No, it's too dangerous," Harry shook his head, he didn't want his brother getting hurt, "if Master finds us we'll get punished worse than ever before."

"You're my little brother, I'm not letting you go alone," Matt said stubbornly.

"I'm coming too!"

The two brothers turned to find Cara walking up to them. Harry noticed a faint blush flash Matt's face.

"You can't, what if you get hurt?" Matt demanded.

Cara simply grabbed Harry's hand, she offered him a smile, "lead the way."

Matt huffed and followed his brother and Cara. Harry led them to the third floor and to the room he went to last time. This time there was a three headed door there.

"What is that?" Matt gasped, his eyes wide.

"Let me handle this," Cara said softly. She offered the boys a smile before stepping forwards. She opened her mouth and the prettiest song came out. Her voice was soothing and simply beautiful that both boys found themselves getting sleepier.

"Oh no you don't, come on," Cara quickly opened the trap door and threw Harry in first, she then grabbed Matt, causing the boy to blush, and threw him in before going in herself.

The trio landed on something soft and bouncy.

"You have a very pretty voice," Harry told Cara sweetly before turning his attention to the moving green vines that caught him.

"Thank you" Cara replied as she too observed the vines.

"Just relax, you'll go right through," Matt said, he remembered reading about a plant like this in his mothers library before he was kidnapped.

Relaxing would either let them pass if he was right or kill them instantly if he was wrong. He decided not to voice his thoughts.

Matt took a deep breath and felt his body sink further and further until he was on the ground below the vines. Cara followed soon after and Harry came last.

Harry took the lead and led the group to a new room where another challenge was set up. They kept going through; Cara doing the chess game and singing the trolls to sleep, Harry flying to grab a key, Matt doing the riddles for the potions.

Soon Harry found himself face to face with a large glass mirror. Matt and Cara waited outside since there wasn't enough potion for them.

Harry gasped as he saw his father smiling at him with his mother wrapped up in his arms smiling at him. Matt was grinning, something Harry had not seen in a really long time. It twisted his heart. Harry was there too. He was standing next to Matt. Next to him and in front of Sirius was Abby.

Harry missed Abby a lot. She was ruffling the mirror Harry's hair and Harry reached on top of his own hair in a desperate attempt to grab Abby's hand.

She wasn't actually there though.

Harry almost cried when he saw what Sirius was holding. It was his unborn sister. The reason that his parents were so desperate to marry when they did was because Sirius was pregnant. Harry imagined the baby would have been a girl and she would have been so sweet and cute like Abby wanted in a sister and then Abby would come back too and life would be okay.

Life wasn't okay though. He looked away for a second and wiped his eyes. When he looked back at the mirror his family was gone. It was just him.

Mirror him held up shimmering red stone and slowly placed the stone in his pocket. Harry gasped when he felt a weight drop into his own pocket. Slowly the boy reached down and pulled the rock out of his pocket. He stared at it, amazed, and kissed it, tears running down his face. He pulled Tom's diary out of his pockets and opened the book. How would this work?

He placed the stone on one of the pages and watched as the stone sunk into the pages. He waited for something to happen but nothing did. He put the diary away, he didn't want to keep his brother and Cara waiting long.

He flinched when he saw Dumbledore inside of Cara causing the girl to scream and cry. Matt was on the ground in the corner, his pants were off and he was bleeding quite a bit.

Harry cried out and ran to Matt. He cradled him in his arms, "wake up, please," Harry begged, he couldn't lose Matt too.

Once Dumbledore released inside of Cara he tossed her aside like a doll and turned his eyes on Harry.

"You should know better than to defy me," the old man growled as he roughly grabbed Harry. The diary flew to the ground as Harry's clothes were removed.

Harry cried out as Dumbledore picked the book up, "what is this?" he wondered. He flipped the book and his eyes widened at the name on it. "where'd you get this?" he demanded.

Harry shook his head, refusing to answer. Dumbledore raised a hand and slapped Harry across the face. He dropped the book and proceeded in removing the rest of Harry's clothes.

Suddenly the diary began to glow and morph into a boy. A handsome boy laid on the ground, his eyes red.

"Get off of him!" the boy screamed, jumping on Dumbledore.

Dumbledore just chuckled and grabbed Tom around the neck, "you little brat. Back for more already you little cock sucker? You were my favorite whore you know. Always so feisty and good. Too bad you were a filthy half blood." he spat.

Harry screamed and tried to pull Dumbledore off of Tom. He hit him hard in the head a couple times until the old man passed out.

Tom stood quickly and caught his breath. He was running out of energy quickly. He didn't give his body enough time to heal yet.

He fell to the floor and passed out.

Harry began to cry. What was he supposed to do now? Tom and Matt were out cold and Cara was in no shape to move. As soon as Dumbledore woke up they were all as good as dead.

Harry didn't want to die, especially at the hands of someone like Dumbledore.

Calum curled around him tighter.

Harry walked over to Dumbledore's body and considered murdering the man now so he couldn't bother or hurt anyone else ever again.

"Calum?" the boy whispered, "what should I do?"

He sounded lost.

"Harry," Cara whispered, her small body shaking, "help me. Please."

Harry abandoned his thoughts of murdering Dumbledore and rushed to Cara's side. He helped her fix her clothes and stand, "are you okay?"

"No but that doesn't matter right now. We have to get out of here!"

Harry nodded and looked at Matt and Tom. The two boys looked like they weren't going to wake up anytime soon. There was also no way Harry and Cara could carry both of them.

"Such naughty children."

The duo froze and stared at Dumbledore wide eyed as he stood to his full height and lifted Harry into the air by his neck. He then threw the boy to the floor causing him to black out.

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Okay! I'm sorry guys! I'm really sorry about this chapter. I swear after this there will be no more rape. I swear. To make it up to you I'll let you guys decide what to do to Dumbledore. Who kills him and how and will it be short and quick or long and painful. Your choice. I'll take the results for next week and have you all vote on it. Okay? Don't hate me!.

Lilac ;)