Seduction of Darkness
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Voldemort
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
25
Views:
65,280
Reviews:
247
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
2
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
The Punishment
Disclaimer – I do not own Harry Potter.
xx Harry’s Thoughts xx
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Seduction of Darkness
Poisoned Ink
Beta – Catherine Siviter
Chapter 15
The Punishment
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Harry winced at the sharp pain as he hit the wall. Voldemort strolled over and grabbed Harry by the front of his robes, and pulled him up.
“You think you can play me like your pet just because I’m a veela, huh?” Voldemort hissed. “I’ll show you who I am.”
Voldemort raised his hand and slapped Harry across his face.
Harry bit his lip to prevent himself from crying out.
xx I did this, xx Harry thought as another slap landed on his face. xx It was all my fault…but I didn’t think he would HIT me…I just thought he needed some make-up sex…xx
Harry grimaced and Voldemort punched him in the stomach. His eyes were watering up.
Finally Voldemort threw him into a small cell and pulled out his wand.
“I’ll show you who I really am,” Voldemort hissed. “Crucio!”
Harry finally lost control and cried out as the spell hit him, tears escaping their watery prison.
Voldemort hissed again after the spell was lifted.
“Whore,” He walked forward and waved his hand, and instantly Harry’s clothes disappeared.
“No.” Harry whimpered, tears rolling down his face.
Voldemort ignored Harry’s whimper and ripped his own clothes off, taking out his throbbing cock.
“No!” Harry shrieked, and kicked Voldemort in the knees. Voldemort’s knees buckled, but he kept a firm grasp at Harry’s waist.
“Please…” Harry choked, struggling against Voldemort.
“You want this, Potter,” Voldemort laughed cruelly.
“No…” Harry whimpered, struggling weakly.
Without warning, Voldemort forced his way into Harry with one quick thrust, causing Harry to scream in pain.
“Tom!! No…please don’t…” Harry sobbed, no longer trying to hold himself from crying out from the pain.
“Yes,” Voldemort hissed, “Scream for me, you whore.”
Voldemort continued to thrust fast and hard into Harry, while Harry screamed in agony. Finally Voldemort groaned as he came inside of Harry, and they both went limp.
Harry sobbed as Voldemort pulled out of him, leaving him bleeding on the floor. Voldemort waved his clothes back on, and hissed angrily, “Don’t let me see you ever again, Potter.” He spat out the words ‘Potter’ and strolled out of the dungeon, blowing up a statue into pieces on his way.
(o)(o)(o)(o)(o)
Harry didn’t know how long he lay there, on the cold cell floor, until the pain lessened a little. Finally, he got up slowly, wincing as he stood up. Looking around, seeing no clothes in sight, he transformed into a snow white tiger and padded softly out of the dungeons.
Harry never thought Voldemort would rape him after all the things they’d done together. Didn’t he love him?
xx No xx The voice in his head whispered sadly, xx You loved him. He never said he loved you. xx
But I just assumed he loved me, Harry thought sadly, the veela thing…
xx The veela thing is the only reason that he acted the way he acted before today, xx His voice continued, xx You were used, Harry. He used you to make sure that you bound with him, just so that he could be King. xx
That’s… Harry wanted to argue back.
xx That’s what? Not true? Then why did he rape you then? Oh, he must have loved you SO much. xx
Harry didn’t answer for a moment.
He was just mad, Harry thought.
xx If he’s like this every time he gets mad, then do you really want him? xx
Harry stopped at Voldemort’s chambers. The door was half open.
I’ll prove it right now; Harry thought to his inner voice, he’s going to apologize as soon as I walk through that door.
Harry padded carefully into the room. Voldemort was sitting an armchair, staring at the fire. Harry walked softly towards the armchair, and rubbed his head against Voldemort’s leg.
“Get out.” Voldemort said coldly without looking at Harry. “You’re no longer welcome at the Manor.”
The tiger’s eyes misted over, and Harry nudged his head against Voldemort’s leg again.
“I hate you! Just go!” Voldemort roared, “which part of ‘get out’ don’t you understand?”
Harry stepped back and looked at Voldemort, refusing to leave.
Voldemort growled and dragged the tiger by the neck, ignoring Harry’s wince, out of the room, and slammed the door shut.
Outside the room, Harry, still in his tiger form, buried his head under his paws and sobbed his heart out.
xx I warned you xx The voice was back.
Harry didn’t try to fight it this time. Maybe God had made a mistake. He and Voldemort just weren’t meant to be. Now everything seemed right. He let Voldemort use him like a toy. He was foolish thinking that Voldemort would love him back. For thinking that Voldemort could love at all.
Harry ran back into his own room and transferred back to human form. He found a robe and slipped in on. Harry grabbed a handful of floo powder and threw it into the fire.
“M-Malfoy Manor,” Harry stammered, and stepped into the fire. He wiped away the tears on his face only to let more come.
A/N – Harry’s animagus form is a white tiger, by the way. Sorry for the late update. I didn’t think you guys would take the threat for real!! I wouldn’t give up this story for anything, so don’t worry about it.
Please review!! I’ll start to give out cookies if you do!!
xx Harry’s Thoughts xx
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Seduction of Darkness
Poisoned Ink
Beta – Catherine Siviter
Chapter 15
The Punishment
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Harry winced at the sharp pain as he hit the wall. Voldemort strolled over and grabbed Harry by the front of his robes, and pulled him up.
“You think you can play me like your pet just because I’m a veela, huh?” Voldemort hissed. “I’ll show you who I am.”
Voldemort raised his hand and slapped Harry across his face.
Harry bit his lip to prevent himself from crying out.
xx I did this, xx Harry thought as another slap landed on his face. xx It was all my fault…but I didn’t think he would HIT me…I just thought he needed some make-up sex…xx
Harry grimaced and Voldemort punched him in the stomach. His eyes were watering up.
Finally Voldemort threw him into a small cell and pulled out his wand.
“I’ll show you who I really am,” Voldemort hissed. “Crucio!”
Harry finally lost control and cried out as the spell hit him, tears escaping their watery prison.
Voldemort hissed again after the spell was lifted.
“Whore,” He walked forward and waved his hand, and instantly Harry’s clothes disappeared.
“No.” Harry whimpered, tears rolling down his face.
Voldemort ignored Harry’s whimper and ripped his own clothes off, taking out his throbbing cock.
“No!” Harry shrieked, and kicked Voldemort in the knees. Voldemort’s knees buckled, but he kept a firm grasp at Harry’s waist.
“Please…” Harry choked, struggling against Voldemort.
“You want this, Potter,” Voldemort laughed cruelly.
“No…” Harry whimpered, struggling weakly.
Without warning, Voldemort forced his way into Harry with one quick thrust, causing Harry to scream in pain.
“Tom!! No…please don’t…” Harry sobbed, no longer trying to hold himself from crying out from the pain.
“Yes,” Voldemort hissed, “Scream for me, you whore.”
Voldemort continued to thrust fast and hard into Harry, while Harry screamed in agony. Finally Voldemort groaned as he came inside of Harry, and they both went limp.
Harry sobbed as Voldemort pulled out of him, leaving him bleeding on the floor. Voldemort waved his clothes back on, and hissed angrily, “Don’t let me see you ever again, Potter.” He spat out the words ‘Potter’ and strolled out of the dungeon, blowing up a statue into pieces on his way.
(o)(o)(o)(o)(o)
Harry didn’t know how long he lay there, on the cold cell floor, until the pain lessened a little. Finally, he got up slowly, wincing as he stood up. Looking around, seeing no clothes in sight, he transformed into a snow white tiger and padded softly out of the dungeons.
Harry never thought Voldemort would rape him after all the things they’d done together. Didn’t he love him?
xx No xx The voice in his head whispered sadly, xx You loved him. He never said he loved you. xx
But I just assumed he loved me, Harry thought sadly, the veela thing…
xx The veela thing is the only reason that he acted the way he acted before today, xx His voice continued, xx You were used, Harry. He used you to make sure that you bound with him, just so that he could be King. xx
That’s… Harry wanted to argue back.
xx That’s what? Not true? Then why did he rape you then? Oh, he must have loved you SO much. xx
Harry didn’t answer for a moment.
He was just mad, Harry thought.
xx If he’s like this every time he gets mad, then do you really want him? xx
Harry stopped at Voldemort’s chambers. The door was half open.
I’ll prove it right now; Harry thought to his inner voice, he’s going to apologize as soon as I walk through that door.
Harry padded carefully into the room. Voldemort was sitting an armchair, staring at the fire. Harry walked softly towards the armchair, and rubbed his head against Voldemort’s leg.
“Get out.” Voldemort said coldly without looking at Harry. “You’re no longer welcome at the Manor.”
The tiger’s eyes misted over, and Harry nudged his head against Voldemort’s leg again.
“I hate you! Just go!” Voldemort roared, “which part of ‘get out’ don’t you understand?”
Harry stepped back and looked at Voldemort, refusing to leave.
Voldemort growled and dragged the tiger by the neck, ignoring Harry’s wince, out of the room, and slammed the door shut.
Outside the room, Harry, still in his tiger form, buried his head under his paws and sobbed his heart out.
xx I warned you xx The voice was back.
Harry didn’t try to fight it this time. Maybe God had made a mistake. He and Voldemort just weren’t meant to be. Now everything seemed right. He let Voldemort use him like a toy. He was foolish thinking that Voldemort would love him back. For thinking that Voldemort could love at all.
Harry ran back into his own room and transferred back to human form. He found a robe and slipped in on. Harry grabbed a handful of floo powder and threw it into the fire.
“M-Malfoy Manor,” Harry stammered, and stepped into the fire. He wiped away the tears on his face only to let more come.
A/N – Harry’s animagus form is a white tiger, by the way. Sorry for the late update. I didn’t think you guys would take the threat for real!! I wouldn’t give up this story for anything, so don’t worry about it.
Please review!! I’ll start to give out cookies if you do!!