Disclaimer: I own nothing except the plot
Pairings: Harry x Voldie,
Warnings: Slash, Mpreg, light bashing, rape, character death
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Harry stared sadly at Tom's unmoving body. It's been three days since Tom regained his body and he hadn't woken up since.
Harry had woken up the morning after the encounter with a headache and the day after that both Cara and Matt woke up and all three were forced to return to work.
Now it was nighttime and Harry had just returned from mopping the halls and he was exhausted. His arms ached and his legs felt like jelly.
He kneeled by Toms bed and took his hand into his own. Dumbledore was shocked at first by Tom being here but accepted it after a while. More help and one of his favorite boys was back in his control.
He sighed after an hour and climbed into his own bed so he could sleep. The next morning he woke up and got to work. Today he was working with Arabelle and Allen. Apparently some boys messed up the hallways with a prank and the trio had to clean up the mess.
Harry, Allen and Arabelle waited until all the students were in class before rushing into the halls with mops, sponges and a bucket of water.
Harry got on his knees and poured the water on the floor before taking one of the sponges and scrubbing. Allen was on a ladder scrubbing the walls, he was on his tip toes and looked as if he could fall off any moment. Arabelle was mopping the floor and keeping look out at the same time. They would get severely punished if a student or teacher saw them.
She froze when she senses someone coming, "hide."
The trio quickly opened a side door in the wall and hid with all the cleaning supplies. Harry watched as a pretty bushy haired girl ran, sobbing across the floor towards the stairways. He frowned at that.
After they finished cleaning Harry quickly picked up the girls trail and followed her to a girls bathroom. He watched her sob into a mirror and waited quietly determining whether or not to do something.
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Hermione Granger sniffled and wiped her face. She had been crying for a bit over an hour because of that horrible, dreadful Ronald Weasley. She was just trying to help him by correcting his wand skills. He didn't need to get offended and mock her.
She was missing the Halloween dinner because of him! She was really looking forward to that.
She gasped when she heard a crash. She let out a scream as a giant, ugly troll walked into the bathroom. It had a stupid face that looked so confused as if he didn't know what he was doing.
He turned to her when he heard the scream. His face showed that it was mildly annoyed with the screaming and wanted it to stop. He lifted his giant wooden stick and brought it down. It would have hit her too but something small hit her and sent her flying to the side.
She blinked up, her head mildly throbbing from being roughly shoved to the ground. Her breath caught as she saw beautiful gray-blue eyes staring concerned at her.
Hermione blushed at the beautiful being on top of her. His gorgeous eyes were framed by long black eyelashes. He had long black hair and pale skin as if he hadn't seen the sun in his entire life.
The boy offered her no words. Just climbed off of her and waved his hands at the troll. Wandless magic, Hermione thought. Strong wandless magic.
The troll fell to the ground with a huge THUD. Hermione got up off the floor and approached him. She put her hand on his shoulder to gain his attention. The boy flinched, violently. Thats when Hermione noticed the deep purple and blue bruises decorating the boy's body. The boy was no older than she was and he was being abused. She didn't recognize him as a Gryffindor or any student for that matter but he must go here. He wasn't wearing anything except for rags.
"Who are you?"
At that question the boy began to pull away. His eyes were wide, frantically searching for something.
He was weak, Hermione noticed. She didn't have a strong grip on him but yet he was unable to get free.
"Calm down, I'll get you help. Headmaster Dumbledore will be able to help. He's a nice guy, I promise."
At the headmasters name the boy freaked out even more. He shocked Hermione into breaking her grip and ran to the wall. He tapped on three tiles and a door opened up. He slipped in and the door closed leaving Hermione in an empty bathroom with a death troll on the ground. She walked up to the place the boy disappeared from and tapped the same three tiles he did.
She jumped back, shocked, as a passageway opened up. She was about to go in it when footsteps interrupted her. She turned and watched as her professors ran in. She turned around to see the passageway again but it had disappeared.
"What happened?" professor McGonagall asked.
Hermione broke into her story about the troll. She left out the part about the boy, something in her told her she should say anything about that. She simply said he tripped and knocked himself out. She could tell they didn't believe her but no one pressed her for further answers.
She watched Dumbledore throughout her entire speech. He seemed agitated about something. He kept staring at the wall Hermione was standing in front of. If he knew of the hidden door there he didn't say anything.
"You must be tired and hungry. Professor McGonagall will take you to calm down and eat."
Hermione nodded and began to follow her professor. She looked down to see Dumbledore perform a couple of spells on the wall. She watched as he pressed the three tiles she had earlier and frowned when nothing happened.
Hermione turned and followed her teacher away. She would find that boy again. She wanted to ask him questions and help him.
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Tom groaned as he blinked his eyes open. His head ached and he felt numb. What happen?
The boy slowly sat up and memories rushed to him. His eyes scanned the room for signs of Dumbledore. He relaxed when he saw no one.
He jumped a bit when on of the walls opened up and a small dark haired boy rolled out.
The boy looked at him shocked before a grin crossed his pretty face.
"Tom! You're awake."
Tom blinked at him confused, "who are you?" he covered his body with the blanket that was on him.
Harry frowned at that. What was wrong with Tom? He looked scared and weak. Tom never showed fear. And how could he forget who Harry was?
"Tom? It's me, Harry."
"Hello Harry, where are we?"
"In Masters dungeon. These are our sleeping quarters."
Tom looked around and nodded. It looked dark and dingy enough to be a dungeon and he wouldn't put it past Dumbledore to do something like that.
"Tom, do you really not remember me?"
Tom looked at the cute boy in front of him. There was something familiar about his beautiful blue eyes.
"You seem familiar," Tom admitted. He smiled when Harry's eyes brightened.
"You look tired, go back to sleep."
Tom couldn't argue with that. He already felt his eyes closing again. He laid back down and let sleep wash over him.
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Hermione paced a couple of times before she poured paint all over the hallways. She then hid in the corner with a strong spell that would prevent her from being sensed or saw. It was a hard spell that took ages to set up but it was effective. She wouldn't be allowed to move or hear anything but she could see without a problem.
It took five hours but eventually something happened. She had to wake herself up a bit and concentrate as a small but pretty girl walked out of a wall. A different girl followed her, this one was really young, like six or something. Lastly a small boy exited the wall and together the three kids cleaned. She gasped when she saw what horrible condition they were in. The girl was limping and the boy had a black eye.
She watched as they went back into the wall after pressing seven tiles.
"Did you see that?" Hermione whispered to the small bug in her pocket.
The bug made a noise. Hermione put it down. It flew over to the rocks and landed on the girls back. The group disappeared into the walls leaving Hermione alone.
She gasped when she saw Dumbledore walk up to her.
"You've seen too much," he said waving his wand at her, "obliviate."
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Who is Headmaster Dumbledore? The inside story on what he does on his free time. Or rather who he does.
By Rita Skeeter
(There was an image of five kids limping and bruised all over the cover)
This reporter got some interesting news from an anonymous tip just the other day and was shocked to find out that the Hogwarts Headmaster has a collection of little kids living in the magnificent castle.
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Dumbledore growled and scrunched the newspaper into a ball and threw it away. That blasted Mudblood ruined everything! He stormed to the dungeons so he could get rid of the evidence but was cut off by Wizarding officials.
"Albus Dumbledore, you are under arrest," one of the men said.
Dumbledore growled and hit the officials away. He ran outside where he found himself surrounded. He called upon his bird and disappeared into hot flame.
The Aurors turned to the pretty blonde woman in the middle of the circle.
"Lead the way."
The woman nodded and led them to a wall. She tapped seven tiles and the doors opened. She led them through.
It was worse than she had originally thought. There were at least double the kids here and it looked like they all just got a fresh beating for whatever reason.
"It's okay, Dumbledore can't hurt you guys. It's safe now," one of the Auror whispered.
The kids just stared at them wide eyed. None of them moved.
"Come on, lets get you help," an Auror said holding out his hand.
"We can't, he won't let us," one of the kids whispered, holding a little girl against her chest.
One of the Aurors reached forward to grab one of the kids but the child flinched and soon the Aurors all found themselves on the ground due to some powerful wandless and wordless magic.
One of the Aurors sighed and cast a spell causing all the kids to fall asleep. She then proceeded in lifting them into the air with magic and flew them out of the dungeon.
"Everyone grab a child, we're taking them to the hospital wing right now. Jones and Hoggerts, you guys go to the nearest hospitals and gather as many doctors and nurses as you can." the woman commanded as she rested the kids on the ground. She walked up to a small blonde girl and lifted her into her arms. She led the rest of the aurors to the hospital wing and rested each child on their own bed.
She then cast a spell and woke all the kids up.
"I came as soon as I could, what happened, Lydia, who are all of these kids?"
Lydia looked up just in time to see Lucius Malfoy enter the room. He scanned the kids and frowned at how skinny, terrified and weak they all looked.
"Uncle Lucius?"
Lucius looked at a young boy with messy blond hair and an eyepatch over one eye. His good eye was decorated with a bruise and his clothes were stained with blood.
Lucius' eyes widened when he recognized his godson Allen. The boy was the son of his deceased childhood friend Gianna Corrigan. When she died five years ago due to a potions mistake everyone just assumed her son died in the fire as well as she.
Lucius recognized the boys hazel eye. They were the same as his kind and beautiful mothers. He rushed forward and pulled the boy into his arms. He ignored the flinch and rubbed the boys back until the boy relaxed.
"Allen? Is that really you?" he whispered.
Allen sniffed and nodded into Lucius' chest. He suddenly broke into heart wrenching tears. His little hands gripped Lucius' shirt. He was twelve now but he was crying like a baby.
"Mr. Malfoy? Do you remember us?"
Lucius turned and gasped at a boy that resembled James Potter quite a lot. Huddled in his arms was a small version of Sirius Black.
"Mathew? Harry? Is that you?" Lucius whispered.
The two boys nodded and started crying as well.
"He killed them," Matt whispered.
Lucius looked at him confused, "who?"
Matt tried to say something but nothing came out of his mouth.
"Dumbledore? What did he do to you?"
Matt found it that he couldn't speak again. Harry tried but he couldn't answer the question. His body wouldn't let him.
"He must have spelled them so they would stay quiet," one of the Aurors said. "Can all of you tell us your full names please?"
"My name is Cara Malfoy," the girl closest to him said. She had been staring at Lucius for a long time now but was too afraid to talk.
Lucius gently put Allen down and stared at the beautiful girl in front of him. "Cara?"
Cara started crying, she flung herself at the tall blond man. Lucius lifted the too light thirteen year old up and squeezed her tightly. "We thought you were dead," he whispered.
Cara sniffled, "I'm sorry."
"Is Abby okay? Can we see her?" Harry asked. He climbed off the bed and dragged Matt to the door.
"You guys can't leave, we have to make sure you're okay first."
"She's right guys. I'll take Abby to you."
"Uncle Sev?" Harry looked at the man surprised as the man enter.
Severus hugged the two boys close to him. "I can't believe he was capable of doing such a thing to anyone."
"Is Abby okay?" Harry asked. "Did daddy and mommy get better yet?"
Severus bit his lip and frowned and tightened his grip on the boys, "Abby is fine."
Harry frowned. So his parents really were dead. It wasn't a dream.
"What's going to happen to us now?" Matt sniffed as he turned in Severus' embrace and pulled Harry into his arms.
"I'll take you."
The trio turned around to see a handsome man panting. He had long dark hair and pale skin. Behind him was a big blond man with bright blue eyes.
"Mommy?" Harry asked before realizing the slight differences between the two men.
The man's eyes filled with tears.
"Regulus," Severus stated surprised. "I thought you were dead."
"When I found out that someone saved the people under Dumbledores control I had to come. Especially since I know what they went through."
"You mean you were under his control as well?" Lucius realized.
Regulus didn't answer. He couldn't due to the spell all the kids were under.
"I heard that my brother died along his fiance and his two kids. I was sure of it but I couldn't say anything due to the enchantment on me."
Severus faltered. He released the two boys and turned to the man.
"He took away my ability to have children because those awful herbs he kept giving me to prevent pregnancy. I'll take those two. I can understand what they went through. I'll protect them from Dumbledore. Now that he's on the loose he will want to try to kill the evidence. I know. I've been in hiding since my fifth year because of him." Regulus turned to the boys, "I mean, only if you two want."
"Who are you? Why do you look so much like mommy?"
"I'm his brother."
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I was debating whether or not to update this week because I updated twice last week.
Anyways. Review for the poor! *Holds out review box*
Lilac ;)