I\'ll Rescue You

Disclaimer: I don\'t own them, I only play with them... I promise to give them back when I\'m through, but they\'ll be a little used! ;)
Warning: There is rape of Harry in this story. Severus has to save him from Voldie and the Death Eaters (which sounds like a band name to me) by raping him. I hope you like it! It\'s my first real rape story I\'ve written so don\'t blame me if it sucks! *Grins*

:Blah: -denotes words spoken with Legilimancy
\"Blah\" -denotes spoken words
*Blah* -denotes thoughts

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Severus Snape sat behind his massive oak desk and sighed. He had to grade these first-years attempts at a Potions essay. Then he planned to do some research. His plans were shot to hell and back when suddenly his Dark Mark started to burn. He stumbled to his feet and threw on his robes and held his mask with his left hand while his right was throwing floo powder in the fireplace.
\"Albus Dumbledore,\" he managed to gasp around the searing pain in his forearm. He stepped back as Albus\' head appeared in the flames.
\"I\'ve been summoned Albus.\"
Albus nodded and said, \"Be careful, my boy. I\'ll see you upon your return. Good luck.\"
Severus nodded back and the fire extinguished itself. He ran out of his rooms then stopped and warded his door against entry. Once that was done he ran to the apparation point and quickly apparated to the Riddle Mansion then touched the portkey that would take him to the feet of the Dark Lord. He felt the familiar sinking feeling before feeling like he was being pulled forwards as though he had a hook behind his navel. He landed with a thud on damp stone floor. By smell alone he could tell they were underground, most likely in a set of dungeons. He hastily threw on his mask and took a moment to compose himself and to look around. There was a small dark door directly in front of him and the walls were covered in dark, thick silk and velvet draperies. He breathed in and sighed softly and then stepped through the door.
Bright light assulted him as did the sweet metallic smell of fresh blood. He stalked towards the figure on the jewel-encrusted throne and fell to his knees before him, his face down, barely breathing.
\"Ah, Severus. So good of you to join us,\" a familiar voice said above his head. Then softly, as though an afterthought, the silky voice said, \"You may rise.\"
\"Yes my Lord,\" Severus said. He gracefully rose to his feet and kept his face averted, merely starring at the hem of the Dark Lord\'s robes. He noticed there was blood on his robes. *Merlin, what has he done?* Severus thought to himself. He didn\'t have to wait long to find out the answer.
The Dark Lord stood and gestured for Severus to follow him. \"The day we\'ve been waiting for has finally arrived. We managed to capture the Brat-Who-Lived and we\'ve drugged him just enough that he can\'t use magic to escape but can tell exactly what is happening to him and who is doing it. Lucius is currently having fun with him and I\'m sure he\'s enjoying it fully.\" The Dark Lord turned to his Death Eater and tilted his head slightly while looking at him. Behind his mask, Severus blanched at the thought of Lucius \'having fun\' with Potter. That was something he didn\'t wish on his worst enemy... although one of them was standing before him currently and Severus didn\'t even want to think of that. The other was Lucius himself but that didn\'t count. \"Follow me Severus. It\'s time you see the brat.\" With that, he strode to another room and pushed aside the thick green curtains dividing the room.
\"Yes, my Lord,\" Severus said softly to dead air, not truely wanting to see the boy bound and broken. As he stepped over the threshold of the room, an overwhelming stench of blood and fear assulted his sensitive nose. The scent of sexual release was also hanging thick in the air like an expensive perfume. Severus waded through the thick, fragrant air to his Master\'s side.
\"Do you like it, Severus?\" the Dark Lord asked, his eyes on Potter. Severus followed his eyes and metnally gasped in horror. Potter was lying nude and blindfolded, his body covered in blood. Lucius finished thrusting himself into the young boy and then smiled in satisfaction as he pulled back out of him. He chuckled low in his throat as Potter whimpered in pain and humiliation. When he spoke again, Voldemort\'s voice was low and the sight obviously aroused him. \"Isn\'t this perfect?\" He didn\'t wait for an answer, merely padded his way across the room to the naked boy. With a flick of his wrist the bindings around Potter\'s wrists and ankles tightened and pulled his body taut. With another wave, he whispered \'\'Crucio,\'\' and his lips curved into an evil and sadistic smile of pure pleasure as he watched Potter\'s body shake and convulse, pulling at the bindings. Severus feared that he\'d pull his body apart like that. He spared a glance over to Lucius and saw that the blonde was stroking himself, using Potter\'s blood as a lubricant. He looked back towards Voldemort in time to see the Dark Lord undo his trousers and smear blood on his erect member before thrusting the entire length into Potter\'s tender arse, obviously doing it in a way to cause the most pain. Potter cried out in pain as he was brutally ripped open by a massive cock sliding in and out of him at a breakneck pace. He was still convulsing from the Crucio, his mouth open in a silent scream of agony. Voldemort had his head thrown back in absolute ecstacy and with a gasp he shuddered and his entire body became rigid as he released into the boy, who screamed like he was being eaten alive by acid. Severus calmly mused that the semen that was seeping into his wounds would be like salt water being poured over shredded skin.
\"Finite Incantatum,\" Voldemort gasped around his spasming release.
Severus spared a glance at Potter\'s face and noted that the boy was completely expressionless. Tears leaked out the side of his eyes but otherwise he was completely still. Voldemort pulled back and a quickly muttered cleaning spell cleared away the evidence of his pleasure but left Potter with his legs spread and semen dribbling out of him. Voldemort rebuttoned his trousers and then turned to Severus, who\'s mind was whirrling, trying to find a way to save the boy without more rape.
The options were narrowed down to one when Voldemort spoke again. \"Your turn, Severus. I know how much you\'d like to do this to him, seeing as he\'s been a pain in your arse for seven long years. Now you can be a pain in his!\" Voldemort laughed at his own dirty joke.
After a moment Severus spoke again. \"My Lord, may I ask of you a favor? When I\'m done with him may I have him as a slave? I\'d so love to see him have to answer to me, to my desires whenever and whereever I deem fit. Would that be acceptable?\" At Voldemort\'s nod he stopped speaking as it seemed that the Dark Lord wanted to speak.
\"I like the way your mind works, Severus,\" Voldemort said softly. \"If you\'d like him that much...\" his voice trailed off, speculative. \"It would be the perfect revenge to have the bloody Boy-Who-Lived on our side, at my beck and call... how it would break that fool Dumbledore\'s heart to see his Golden Boy the slave of the Head of Slytherin and the Dark Lord\'s wishes. Yeees... I can definately see the possiblities. Alright, Severus. I will grant your request.\"
As Severus started to move closer to the boy, Voldemort\'s voice called after him. \"I do expect results you know. I honestly know I can\'t expect you to have him completely trained by the next time I call you but I can and do expect you to have him more obediant... more compliant.\" Severus nodded and then moved closer to Potter, who had made a valient attempt to close his legs. Severus put a gentle hand on both knees and pushed them apart, all the while looking into the emerald green eyes, pleading silently for him to understand. Finally he gave up the pretense and quickly used Legilimancy to tell the boy a few choice things.
:Pott -- Harry. I am so sorry it has come to this. I understand if you will never speak with me again, not that you honestly do that now. Still. You know I would never willingly hurt you, but we must keep up appearances. I have a lubricant that will ease the pain and make it over a lot quicker than it normally would be. I would like to say sorry beforehand, because with both Voldemort and Malfoy in the room, I am going to have to rape you. Although if you give me permission it wouldn\'t quite be rape. May I assist you in this?:
Severus continued to look in Harry\'s eyes, and nearly smiled at the near-inperceptable nod that he was given. With no further ado he reached into his robes for a small vial filled with shimmering sapphire liquid. He dabbed his fingers into it and then coated his semi-erect cock liberally with the slippery substance. He\'d made this himself for occassions just like this one and it had helped him in the past. It was not only a lubricant but also had numbing agents in it that would help ease the pain and had a mild healing agent in it as well which would help heal the torn skin. After only a moment\'s hesitation, he slid slowly into the Boy-Who-Lived and nearly gasped at the tight sensation. *How in Merlin\'s name could he be this tight after being taken twice already?* Severus thought to himself, his body on auto-pilot, catching a harsh rhythm in and out of the poor boy. He could tell after a moment that the numbing agents had started to work and he put his hands on Harry\'s hips and stared deep into the emerald orbs that were starring back into his onyx ones. He felt a rush of some un-named feeling and his body suddenly stiffened as he came deep within the near-willing body below him. Already Harry was putting on a show for him. He was a superb actor, seeing as he was obviously fooling both of the other men in the room into thinking they\'d finally broken the boy. Severus withdrew and cleaned them both up and then harshly grabbed Harry\'s elbow and with a whispered word he refastened the boy\'s clothing. He glanced at Voldemort and held a wordless conversation that lasted only a moment but once they broke eye contact Severus nodded his head to both Voldemort and Malfoy and led Harry out of the room and back the way he\'d come in.
They reached the school and were greeted by a solemn faced Headmaster. He seemed to know what had happened but led them both to his office, silently. He settled Harry into a chair and wrapped him in a warm fleece blanket and thrust a cup of warm tea into his suddenly shaking hand. Severus motioned with his head to Dumbledore to speak with him.
\"Albus, I\'m in need of a Pensieve. I need to get the memories of tonight out of my head and that way I don\'t have to relive it by telling you.\"
Albus didn\'t say anything merely went to the cabnet his pensieve was in and held it out to Severus. Severus sat down beside Harry and with a look of terrible sadness and grief pulled a silvery strand of thought away from his head and put it into the liquid waiting in the basin. Severus slumped down in his chair and rubbed his left forearm, almost in an idle gesture. Harry watched the entire interplay with jaded eyes, and he didn\'t miss the fact that Severus had shown his emotions so clearly.
\"So,\" Harry croaked out, startling both the older men in the room. \"I\'m to be your slave?\"
Dumbledore looked at Severus curriously but Severus turned to Harry and said softly, \"I am sorry. It was the only thing I could think of that would please him and let us both leave quickly.\"
\"I remember you in my head explaining things. Oh and I wanted to let you know that the lubricant you used did help to ease my pain.\" Harry said, his eyes going cold at the thought. Severus noticed this and his heart seemed to stop. The look in Harry\'s eyes showed he wasn\'t going to spare Voldemort when they came face to face again.
\"Don\'t fret, Severus. I presume after tonight I can call you Severus, right? Only in private, I know,\" Harry said, holding up a hand to stall the protest in Severus\' eyes. The words died on his lips and he nodded silently, not knowing quite what to say. \"I will play along. I will help you. And in the end I will destroy Voldemort and one Lucius Malfoy.\" The look in Harry\'s eyes chilled Severus to the bone and he was suddenly thankful that he was on the side of the Light. He didn\'t want the Boy-Who-Lived to turn that cold, vengeful look on him.
\"I believe we need to discuss what will happen from here and we should let the Headmaster study what you put in his Pensieve. Come, Severus, we have things to plan.\" Harry said softly, his eyes warming again. \"I don\'t blame you. You saved me.\"
Harry walked out the door and Severus stood up and walked towards the door after a look at the Headmaster.
\"I\'ll rescue you. I always have and I always will.\"