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Unintended Consequences of Poor Planning
TITLE: Unintended Consequences of Poor Planning
AUTHOR: Ravenkiss
STATUS/PART: 1/6
EMAIL: Ravenkiss2000@yahoo.com
RATING: NC17
PAIRING: SS/RL
SPOILERS: None
WARNINGS: AU, M/M Slash, Rape (sort of), Mpreg, Beastiality (sort of)
DISCLAIMER: The characters are not mine, no money is being made.
SUMMARY: Remus & Severus are prisoners of the Dark Lord. Remus gets an offer that he cannot refuse.
AUTHOR\'S NOTES: I saw the challenge in an e-mail some time ago and immediately thought of a story. This was an unclaimed Harrypottermpreg FqF 2nd wave challenge. The moderators had so problem so, here it is.
BETA: majik, (Did I mention lovely and talented?)
Part - 1
Death Eaters surrounded the pair, accompanied by the amused laughter of Voldemort, though the Dark Lord himself could not yet be seen in the dark woods.
Remus Lupin growled but could do nothing else. Ten white masked Death Eaters, black robes whipping in the wind with wands at the ready, waited for them to make the slightest wrong move.
Both men felt foolish, being taken by surprise like a pair of clumsy first years.
Not that how it happened mattered, they were in Death Eater hands. Their lives were now being measured in minutes, if not seconds.
Severus Snape stood with his head held high facing his former comrades. He did not flinch even when Voldemort himself stepped out of the darkness.
The dark man refused to show his fear, even knowing that he was a dead man. He had been exposed as a traitor several weeks before thanks to a foolish word from Percy Weasley to Cornelius Fudge. The Minister was Voldemort\'s unknowing pawn, who was under the compulsion placed on him by Lucius Malfoy many years before. He had picked up the spelled mirror, dutifully reported to his master that interesting bit of news, then promptly forgot all about it.
Snape had barely escaped that meeting with his life and limbs intact.
His former lord smiled at him. This caused Snape to shudder with dread. It would have been better if the Dark Lord were angry and ranting, not calm, almost serene.
He knew he would die eventually. That fact was never in doubt. But that death\'s head smile promised wordlessly that instead of a fairly quick, if painful death at the hands of a raging Voldemort, he would be subjected to all of his former lord\'s sadistic intellect first.
Lupin, because he had the bad luck to be caught with the traitor Snape, instead of enduring the Cruciatus curse, and a final Avada Kadavera to end his life, would also receive some of Voldemort\'s special attention.
By the time this little drama reached its end, he had no doubt that he and Lupin would beg for death.
----
\"Remus Lupin?\" Voldemort spoke from a balcony the overlooked a roughly five meter in diameter circular enclosure where Remus had been thrown some three days ago after Severus had been dragged away.
Even an eternal optimist such as Lupin could only presume that Severus had been tortured and killed.
Or was in the process of being tortured and killed.
The place in which Remus found himself was something like an arena where gladiators once fought. There was nothing save a dirt floor. It had a single entrance, a large wooden door, which of course was locked. Remus turned his tired, golden brown eyes towards his captor. \"How are you feeling?\" inquired the Dark Lord with a slight smile on his thin, colorless lips.
\"Never better, though I am surprised that you know my name.\" Lupin shrugged standing tall and trying to ignore his state of undress. He had thought it odd that the Death Eaters had taken his clothes, but doubted Voldemort would be in a mood to explain.
\"I like to know my enemies; knowledge is power, after all. You look thin, young man, have my people not fed you?\" The oddly soft voice hissed.
\"I have always been thin, though I am touched to that you are concerned for my welfare. If it makes you feel better, I seem to recall a few rather wilted carrots and some stale water a day or so ago. \"
\"I must remember to send some more food. I still have a use for you.\" Voldemort smiled again, that frightening grin that sent a chill through anyone who saw it. The Dark Lord turned to speak to someone Lupin could not see. \"Now,\" was all that the Dark Lord said.
Time dragged as Remus found himself waiting quite literally for the ax to fall.
Lupin jumped as he heard some movement outside the door. He stepped back, ready to fight. But as the door opened and three Death Eaters moved in.
Remus growled deep in his throat as he realized that it was Peter Pettigrew holding his wand trained on the werewolf. The other two Death Eaters were anonymous since they wore their masks. Between them they dragged a limp body.
They dumped the body at Lupin\'s feet, turned, and left without a backward glance. After they had closed the door, Lupin knelt beside the tangle of long naked limbs. Carefully moving the bloody black hair aside, he touched Severus\' bruised face gently.
\"Some of my people were carried away with Severus, I fear.\" Lupin ignored his captor\'s smug smile and cradled the unconscious man\'s head in his lap. \"They do not like traitors.\" Voldemort informed coldly.
Snape\'s breathing was shallow as if he were in pain.
As far as Lupin could discern with his quick examination that on the whole, Snape was not seriously hurt. The blood made it look worse than it was. The actual damage seemed fairly light, all things considered.
\"So why are we still alive?\" asked Lupin.
\"Mostly for entertainment value,\" Voldemort informed him glibly.
\"Why not just kill us and get it over with?\"
\"You do not want the poor traitor Severus to suffer more?\" The Dark Lord laughed. \"I will give you a choice. You may kill him yourself, if you wish. You may even use this knife to make it quick and painless.\" His skeletal hand held out a long black blade with a dark green handle in the shape of a serpent, the head curled back to form the guard. \"Though, your own death will be neither quick nor painless, I assure you.\"
\"Give me the knife.\" Lupin answered, meeting those red eyes.
\"Do not be so hasty, my young friend. I have another choice for you to consider. Yes, you may kill him then take whatever my Death Eaters wish to do to you. That is your first choice; you are a Gryffindor after all. But consider my proposal. You may rape the traitor before us. In which case, no one shall touch either of you.\"
\"You expect me to rape Severus for your amusement? Give me the blade!\" He held out his hand.
\"Are you sure that you can kill him?\" Voldemort\'s red eyes were glowing in the dim light. \"I give you my word as a wizard. If you take him, neither I nor any of my people shall harm either of you. You will stay in this place, be fed and even allowed some healing potion for the traitor. What is it that your great leader Dumbledore would say, \'while there is life, there is hope?\' Things change, you might even be rescued.\"
Lupin closed his eyes, then looked down at Severus\' pale face. Could he really kill Severus in cold blood? But could he take this man, violate him, even to save his life?
\"Make up your mind, we do not have all day,\" the harsh voice hissed above them.
\"None of your men will touch him?\"
\"If you keep us entertained, use him how and when I say, you will both be spared the attentions of my men.\"
\"I,\" Lupin swallowed. \"I will do it.\"
\"Do it?\" hissed Voldemort.
\"Have sex with him.\"
\"That is not what I require.\"
Angrily Lupin glared; he knew what the bastard wanted him to say. \"I will...rape him.\"
\"Then do so.\"
Fighting nausea, Lupin set about the task of arranging Snape\'s long lean body. He touched the good sized bruise on the right side of Snape\'s chest, several smaller ones around it, and some shallow cuts on his left arm over the remains of the Dark Mark. These and the small bruises on his face, blood under his hairline, were the most visible of the injuries. His breathing was labored, painful, but Lupin heard no hissing or bubbling. He had listened for the telltale signs of a punctured lung, but found none. That was surprising since they had him for several days. He would have expected much worse.
Lupin ran a hand down Snape\'s washboard stomach, admiring the tight muscles. He was slim, but very nicely built. Lupin felt his cock swelling at the sight.
To have Severus Snape spread out beneath him was not a new experience, at least, not in his dreams. Lupin spent more than a little time in the shower or in bed thinking about this. However, in his fantasies, Severus was awake and so very willing, those black eyes shining with lust, hungry for the pleasure that Lupin could give.
Trying to forget about the fact that he was being watched, Lupin touched Snape\'s limp cock sadly. He carefully pulled up Severus\' legs, putting them around his waist and used his own knees to hold up the other man\'s hips. He then closed his eyes and took hold of his organ, stroking himself thinking of one of those fantasies, he placed it at the other\'s entrance. Lupin wished he had some lubricant, but Voldemort wanted rape. Rapists were not known for trying to ease their victim\'s pain.
\"Forgive me,\" Lupin whispered, pushing his cock into the unresisting body. It was like taking a warm corpse. (At least, he assumed so, never having taken any sort of corpse.) But in a way, that was a blessing. Severus\' body was limp, completely relaxed, so it would hopefully not be as damaging or painful as if he were awake and tense.
As he pumped in and out, Lupin panted, aware that his passage became easier. He felt the warm slickness spread and knew that Snape was bleeding. \"Don\'t wake up, don\'t wake up...\" Lupin prayed to any and all deities that would listen that Severus would remain unaware of the crime being done to him.
Unfortunately, they were not listening.
\"No!\" Snape gasped, tensing beneath him. He arched his back and tried to throw Lupin off. \"Please, stop,\" he whimpered weakly.
\"I\'m sorry!\" Lupin hissed through gritted teeth, holding the other man\'s wrists to still him as he tried to finish. He had no doubt that Voldemort would not be happy if he did not climax inside his victim. He shut everything out of his mind but the pleasure his body felt. Muscles tightened around him, sending Lupin thankfully over the edge. He panted, holding himself over Severus for a moment, pulling out his softening, blood stained cock to the applause and cheers of his audience.
He felt Severus pull away from him, saw him curl up against the wall staring at him from beneath his matted hair, those beautiful black eyes wide with fear and disgust.
\"I had to.\" Lupin whispered. \"Voldemort said that...\"
\"Bravo! Very entertaining. You are quite adept at rape, Mr. Lupin. Same time tomorrow?\" Voldemort laughed as he and at least twelve Death Eaters walked out of sight.
tbc
AUTHOR: Ravenkiss
STATUS/PART: 1/6
EMAIL: Ravenkiss2000@yahoo.com
RATING: NC17
PAIRING: SS/RL
SPOILERS: None
WARNINGS: AU, M/M Slash, Rape (sort of), Mpreg, Beastiality (sort of)
DISCLAIMER: The characters are not mine, no money is being made.
SUMMARY: Remus & Severus are prisoners of the Dark Lord. Remus gets an offer that he cannot refuse.
AUTHOR\'S NOTES: I saw the challenge in an e-mail some time ago and immediately thought of a story. This was an unclaimed Harrypottermpreg FqF 2nd wave challenge. The moderators had so problem so, here it is.
BETA: majik, (Did I mention lovely and talented?)
Part - 1
Death Eaters surrounded the pair, accompanied by the amused laughter of Voldemort, though the Dark Lord himself could not yet be seen in the dark woods.
Remus Lupin growled but could do nothing else. Ten white masked Death Eaters, black robes whipping in the wind with wands at the ready, waited for them to make the slightest wrong move.
Both men felt foolish, being taken by surprise like a pair of clumsy first years.
Not that how it happened mattered, they were in Death Eater hands. Their lives were now being measured in minutes, if not seconds.
Severus Snape stood with his head held high facing his former comrades. He did not flinch even when Voldemort himself stepped out of the darkness.
The dark man refused to show his fear, even knowing that he was a dead man. He had been exposed as a traitor several weeks before thanks to a foolish word from Percy Weasley to Cornelius Fudge. The Minister was Voldemort\'s unknowing pawn, who was under the compulsion placed on him by Lucius Malfoy many years before. He had picked up the spelled mirror, dutifully reported to his master that interesting bit of news, then promptly forgot all about it.
Snape had barely escaped that meeting with his life and limbs intact.
His former lord smiled at him. This caused Snape to shudder with dread. It would have been better if the Dark Lord were angry and ranting, not calm, almost serene.
He knew he would die eventually. That fact was never in doubt. But that death\'s head smile promised wordlessly that instead of a fairly quick, if painful death at the hands of a raging Voldemort, he would be subjected to all of his former lord\'s sadistic intellect first.
Lupin, because he had the bad luck to be caught with the traitor Snape, instead of enduring the Cruciatus curse, and a final Avada Kadavera to end his life, would also receive some of Voldemort\'s special attention.
By the time this little drama reached its end, he had no doubt that he and Lupin would beg for death.
----
\"Remus Lupin?\" Voldemort spoke from a balcony the overlooked a roughly five meter in diameter circular enclosure where Remus had been thrown some three days ago after Severus had been dragged away.
Even an eternal optimist such as Lupin could only presume that Severus had been tortured and killed.
Or was in the process of being tortured and killed.
The place in which Remus found himself was something like an arena where gladiators once fought. There was nothing save a dirt floor. It had a single entrance, a large wooden door, which of course was locked. Remus turned his tired, golden brown eyes towards his captor. \"How are you feeling?\" inquired the Dark Lord with a slight smile on his thin, colorless lips.
\"Never better, though I am surprised that you know my name.\" Lupin shrugged standing tall and trying to ignore his state of undress. He had thought it odd that the Death Eaters had taken his clothes, but doubted Voldemort would be in a mood to explain.
\"I like to know my enemies; knowledge is power, after all. You look thin, young man, have my people not fed you?\" The oddly soft voice hissed.
\"I have always been thin, though I am touched to that you are concerned for my welfare. If it makes you feel better, I seem to recall a few rather wilted carrots and some stale water a day or so ago. \"
\"I must remember to send some more food. I still have a use for you.\" Voldemort smiled again, that frightening grin that sent a chill through anyone who saw it. The Dark Lord turned to speak to someone Lupin could not see. \"Now,\" was all that the Dark Lord said.
Time dragged as Remus found himself waiting quite literally for the ax to fall.
Lupin jumped as he heard some movement outside the door. He stepped back, ready to fight. But as the door opened and three Death Eaters moved in.
Remus growled deep in his throat as he realized that it was Peter Pettigrew holding his wand trained on the werewolf. The other two Death Eaters were anonymous since they wore their masks. Between them they dragged a limp body.
They dumped the body at Lupin\'s feet, turned, and left without a backward glance. After they had closed the door, Lupin knelt beside the tangle of long naked limbs. Carefully moving the bloody black hair aside, he touched Severus\' bruised face gently.
\"Some of my people were carried away with Severus, I fear.\" Lupin ignored his captor\'s smug smile and cradled the unconscious man\'s head in his lap. \"They do not like traitors.\" Voldemort informed coldly.
Snape\'s breathing was shallow as if he were in pain.
As far as Lupin could discern with his quick examination that on the whole, Snape was not seriously hurt. The blood made it look worse than it was. The actual damage seemed fairly light, all things considered.
\"So why are we still alive?\" asked Lupin.
\"Mostly for entertainment value,\" Voldemort informed him glibly.
\"Why not just kill us and get it over with?\"
\"You do not want the poor traitor Severus to suffer more?\" The Dark Lord laughed. \"I will give you a choice. You may kill him yourself, if you wish. You may even use this knife to make it quick and painless.\" His skeletal hand held out a long black blade with a dark green handle in the shape of a serpent, the head curled back to form the guard. \"Though, your own death will be neither quick nor painless, I assure you.\"
\"Give me the knife.\" Lupin answered, meeting those red eyes.
\"Do not be so hasty, my young friend. I have another choice for you to consider. Yes, you may kill him then take whatever my Death Eaters wish to do to you. That is your first choice; you are a Gryffindor after all. But consider my proposal. You may rape the traitor before us. In which case, no one shall touch either of you.\"
\"You expect me to rape Severus for your amusement? Give me the blade!\" He held out his hand.
\"Are you sure that you can kill him?\" Voldemort\'s red eyes were glowing in the dim light. \"I give you my word as a wizard. If you take him, neither I nor any of my people shall harm either of you. You will stay in this place, be fed and even allowed some healing potion for the traitor. What is it that your great leader Dumbledore would say, \'while there is life, there is hope?\' Things change, you might even be rescued.\"
Lupin closed his eyes, then looked down at Severus\' pale face. Could he really kill Severus in cold blood? But could he take this man, violate him, even to save his life?
\"Make up your mind, we do not have all day,\" the harsh voice hissed above them.
\"None of your men will touch him?\"
\"If you keep us entertained, use him how and when I say, you will both be spared the attentions of my men.\"
\"I,\" Lupin swallowed. \"I will do it.\"
\"Do it?\" hissed Voldemort.
\"Have sex with him.\"
\"That is not what I require.\"
Angrily Lupin glared; he knew what the bastard wanted him to say. \"I will...rape him.\"
\"Then do so.\"
Fighting nausea, Lupin set about the task of arranging Snape\'s long lean body. He touched the good sized bruise on the right side of Snape\'s chest, several smaller ones around it, and some shallow cuts on his left arm over the remains of the Dark Mark. These and the small bruises on his face, blood under his hairline, were the most visible of the injuries. His breathing was labored, painful, but Lupin heard no hissing or bubbling. He had listened for the telltale signs of a punctured lung, but found none. That was surprising since they had him for several days. He would have expected much worse.
Lupin ran a hand down Snape\'s washboard stomach, admiring the tight muscles. He was slim, but very nicely built. Lupin felt his cock swelling at the sight.
To have Severus Snape spread out beneath him was not a new experience, at least, not in his dreams. Lupin spent more than a little time in the shower or in bed thinking about this. However, in his fantasies, Severus was awake and so very willing, those black eyes shining with lust, hungry for the pleasure that Lupin could give.
Trying to forget about the fact that he was being watched, Lupin touched Snape\'s limp cock sadly. He carefully pulled up Severus\' legs, putting them around his waist and used his own knees to hold up the other man\'s hips. He then closed his eyes and took hold of his organ, stroking himself thinking of one of those fantasies, he placed it at the other\'s entrance. Lupin wished he had some lubricant, but Voldemort wanted rape. Rapists were not known for trying to ease their victim\'s pain.
\"Forgive me,\" Lupin whispered, pushing his cock into the unresisting body. It was like taking a warm corpse. (At least, he assumed so, never having taken any sort of corpse.) But in a way, that was a blessing. Severus\' body was limp, completely relaxed, so it would hopefully not be as damaging or painful as if he were awake and tense.
As he pumped in and out, Lupin panted, aware that his passage became easier. He felt the warm slickness spread and knew that Snape was bleeding. \"Don\'t wake up, don\'t wake up...\" Lupin prayed to any and all deities that would listen that Severus would remain unaware of the crime being done to him.
Unfortunately, they were not listening.
\"No!\" Snape gasped, tensing beneath him. He arched his back and tried to throw Lupin off. \"Please, stop,\" he whimpered weakly.
\"I\'m sorry!\" Lupin hissed through gritted teeth, holding the other man\'s wrists to still him as he tried to finish. He had no doubt that Voldemort would not be happy if he did not climax inside his victim. He shut everything out of his mind but the pleasure his body felt. Muscles tightened around him, sending Lupin thankfully over the edge. He panted, holding himself over Severus for a moment, pulling out his softening, blood stained cock to the applause and cheers of his audience.
He felt Severus pull away from him, saw him curl up against the wall staring at him from beneath his matted hair, those beautiful black eyes wide with fear and disgust.
\"I had to.\" Lupin whispered. \"Voldemort said that...\"
\"Bravo! Very entertaining. You are quite adept at rape, Mr. Lupin. Same time tomorrow?\" Voldemort laughed as he and at least twelve Death Eaters walked out of sight.
tbc