Prisoner Of Slytherin

PRISONER OF SLYTHERIN
Act II, "Malleus Maleficarum"

Author note:
This is the full-blown torture version. Within this chapter you will find torture scene that similar to Witch Burning Time. I will not take any responsibility whatever the result caused by reading this fanfic.

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.


Act II, "Malleus Maleficarum"


Draco moves away from the two to admire his handwork, Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley, both bound tightly to a stone altar.

He took his wand from his robe then waves it. With a jerk, the two stone altars moved toward each other and stopped, leaving just enough space for Draco to walk between them and he does so. He taps both of the altars with his wand and recites some unknown incantation that Harry and Ron never heard before.

“Now, I have put a spell on these altars. No matter what you do or no matter how painful it is. Both of you won’t be able to faint” Draco smiled pleasantly. “And you won’t run out of blood either…. Not until you leave these altar anyway” He shrugged.

Harry and Ron never takes their eyes from Draco, they are on full alert as Draco can do anything he please without anything to stop him.

Draco glided swiftly and stopped near Harry’s waist. He sat on the altar, which Harry was bound upon. The blue-silver eyes trailed down from the scar, which made the other boy famous, to a pair ofred red green eyes. The Boy Who Lived has been captured and there will be no escape.

Slowly, Draco lifted his legs and drops them on the top of Ron’s chest, causing Ron to cough. He struggled furiously to get Draco’s feet off his chest.“Stop it Weasel” Effortlessly, Draco kicked Ron’s jaws.

“W… What do you want Malfoy ?” Harry asked, his eyes shifts between Ron, who was wincing and Draco, who was diabolically smiling

“… Him….” Draco replied, pointing his thumb at Ron.

“What ?” Harry frowned.

Draco was furious, he grabbed Harry’s hairs and pull it hard as if he’s going scalps Harry. “I want him badly….. The Ickle Ronnikins…. But YOU!…. you stole him from ME !”.

“ARSEHOLE !!” Harry screamed.

“I WOULD NEVER GO WITH THE LIKES OF YOU !” Ron doubled.

“Arsehole am I ?” Draco chuckled then walks to the wall where his bizarre collection of torturing devices hung neatly in a rack. He took one that looks like a rough-skinned pear with the size two D size batteries. A scary looking key was attached at the top of the device. He glides toward Harry who was looking at the device in Draco’s hand.

“This, Harry, is The Pear, used during the Witch Burning times. Nice little tool” Draco turned the key.

As he turned the key, the bulging part of The Pear expands like claws. Harry can make an educational guess of what that device can do to him, he gulped few times and so does Ron.

“W.. What are you… going to do with that ?” Harry tried hard not to shows his fear, which is of course failed.

Satisfied with Harry’s reaction, Draco turned the key again and The Pear contracted.

“Confession from Ron" Draco replied, he put a strong emphasize on Ron’s name. ”And it’s quite simple, like this” Draco put the bulging part of the Anal Pear against Harry’s arse.

“No…. Malfoy… No, please don’t” Harry pleaded.

Ignoring Harry’s pleads, Draco trusted the tip of the Pear into the opening of Harry’s arse then slide the device into the Gryffindor boy's arse

Harry let out a very agonizing scream as The Pear penetrates him. The rope that secured him to the cross began to cut his wrists as he tugged it as hard as he can. As if it is not painful enough Draco slowly twisted The Pear, shredding the flesh on Harry’s arse. Blood trickled down from the wound. Not yet satisfied, Draco pushes The Pear all the way into Harry’s arse with ear-piercing scream from the arse’s owner.

“HARRY !! NO !!. LEAVE HIM ALONE, YOU !!….BASTARD !!” Ron screamed.

"shut up Weasel, you don’t want to make me angry” Draco shot an extremely nasty looks to Ron. Then he shifted to Harry. “Now Potter, should I turn the key ?”.

“NO !. PLEASE NO!” Harry screamed. His face was contorted with pain.

“Oh I love the screaming…” Draco twisted the key.

“GOD PLEASE… MALFOY STOP IT !!!” Harry was pleading pitifully. The Pear expanded inside Harry, ripping more flesh inside. The blood now flows in steady stream mixed with what looked like the content of Harry’s intestines. Ron did not dare to look at the really awful scene next to him. He turns away, closes his eyes shut.

“Look at you Weasel, your lover is suffering and you just look away” Draco shakes his head. Clearly, he was enjoying all of this. “I thought Gryffindor was famed for their courage… I knew I was wrong”.

“You son of a bitch !” Ron was furious.

“Dirty mouth eh ?…” Draco’s hand went inside his robe. He took a small box from his robe.

Ron holds his breath, he knew whatever it is, it’s not going to be good. And he was right. The small box contains what looks like needles.

Draco bent down near Ron’s manhood. His hand starts to play with Ron’s erection. “I have been waiting for this moment for a long time…” Draco sighed triumphantly. He draws his face closer to Ron’s erection. Draco was hungry; hungry for the taste of the one he has been dreaming for a long time, Ronald Weasley. Today, he finally tastes it.

However Ron was not very keen about this. “Get off me you bloody GIT !”.

“You ungrateful little shit” Draco takes a needle then forcefully pierces the shaft of Ron’s dick with it. He left thedle dle stuck inside Ron’s manhood.

“AAAAAAGGGGHHHH !!… HARRY !!!….” Ron screamed.

“Say you love me, Weasel” Draco takes another needle.

“NO !”

“Wrong answer” Draco sticks another needle at Ron’s manhood, this time he twists the needle as it slowly pierces the boy's manhood.

“GO TO HELL MALFOY !!” Harry shouted.

“I don’t ask for your opinion Potter” Draco moves to Harry with few needles in his hand.

“I love doing this to you Potter, honestly” Draco forced the small opening on the tip of Harry’s manhood with his finger.

“No.. No… anything but that” Harry whimpered.

“I don’t have anything else” Slowly, Draco inserted the needle while twisting it. This caused extreme pain. Blood gushed from the tip of Harry’s manhood. “Enjoying it so far Potter ?”.

“F…fuck you…. “ Harry gasped hoarsely.

“Mmm hmm…” Draco twists the needle. Again, Harry screamed at the top of his lung. “I haven’t finished yet…” Draco glides toward the rack and return with a simple, yet menacing plier. He put the pliers on one of Harry’s thumbnails. “Say it Weasley. Say that you love me” Draco said.

No answer.

“Ok” With a twist of the plier, Draco detached Harry’s thumbnail along with the yells of the owner.

“You….. bastard….” Ron gasped.

“That’s not what I want to hear”. Draco moved the plier onto another finger and with another twist of the device, he pulled another one of Harry’s thumbnail.

“Harry…..!!” Ron cried.

“No Ron…. Don’t …give…up” Harry gasped for breath

“Sentimental aren’t we ?” Draco smiled he changed his tool again. This time, it's a scalpel.He rested the sharp tip of the scalpel on Harry’s nipple. “Say it Weasley !” Draco sneered.

Ron only looked away. He will not betray the one he loved so much. “It is better to die than to betray your own friend”. Ron still remembers what Sirius Black said a year ago. However, Draco was not planning to give him or Harry a quick death.

“Well… I take that as no” As if removing dirt, Draco made a clean cut of Harry’s nipple bud. The scream from his best friend, his lover, was painful to Ron and was unable to do anything to prevent it.

“Say it Weasley….” Draco rested the scalpel at Harry’s other nipple.

“No….I… love ….you Harry !”.

“Wrong name” With another clean cut Draco removed the rest of Harry’s nipple bud.

The altar, which Harry was laid, is now covered with blood. It was a good thing that Ron can’t see Harry well enough. The Boy Who Lived is now The Boy Who Is Going To Die.

“I don’t understand it, why do you love him Weasley ?” Draco sighed at Ron’s persistence.

He put his scalpel against Harry’s face. “Maybe if I do this…..”

Draco put the scalpel against Harry’s forehead. He made a light trace down to Harry’s cheek, chin, up on the other chick, and then back to the forehead.

Ron can hear the terrible pleading scream from Harry, but he did not dare to look at Draco’s monstrosity.

“Look at here Weasley…” Draco lifted something that looks like lump of skin. It was skin, from the face of Harry Potter.

Another awful sight caught Ron’s eyes. Harry was twitching painfully; his face is nothing more than flesh and muscles.

“Ron…. Help… me……” Harry wailed, although Ron can’t see the tears he knew that Harry was crying.

“Ah shut up Potter…” Draco took a thick sewing needle then insert a thin nylon string into it. He looked amused at what he did to Harry's face. Amused, but not satisfied. “This should shut you up”.

Draco pierced the bottom of Harry’s lip with the needle. He pulled it slowly, dragging the string into the flesh of Harry’s lower lip. Then Draco worked out with the upper lip. He sewn Harry’s lips together, but leaving just a bit of space for Harry to make an audible whisper.

“So Weas-“

“I…will…. Not…. Love… you… MALFOY !!. NEVER !!” Ron screamed.

“I will not give up that easily….” Draco walked toward the rack and took something that looked like a big pliers with claws at the end, which were sharp and shaped like the legs of spider. With that, he returned to Ron’s side.

“The Spider” Draco winked while playing with the handle of the device. “Nasty little tool”. He took his wand and aim it at The Spider, “Incendio”. The claws of the spider burnt for few minutes before the flame dissolved, but the flame made the claws glows red hot.

“I don’t want to have to have you badly severed Weasley, so say the words” Draco sneered. He expanded the handle of The Spider, which also open the claws formation menacingly like the jaws of shark. He put The Spider’s claws so that if it closed, it would took a bite on Ron’s testicles.

Ron’s decision was final. He was not going to give up, even it means his life at the stake. He closed his eyes tightly, awaiting the painful bite from The Spider that was threatening his testicles. He waited, but Draco did nothing. He opened his eyes carefully and saw that Draco is smiling.

Slowly Draco closes the claws of The Spider. The red hot claws touches the skin of Ron’s testicles with soft hissing noise. Ron jerked painfully, he was twisting, tugging, crying, and wailing. He was begging for a quick death. On the other hand, Draco was now pulling The Spider, taking Ron’s testicles with it.

With a sharp tug, he detaches the them quickly. Blood flowed to the altar as if someone just spilled a glass of water eventhough the red hot Spider somehow has burnt and sealed the wound.

“Well ?” Draco arched his eyebrows. He waited passionately for Ron’s answer.

“M…Mal…D… Draco….” Ron gasped for breath.

Hearing that he was called by first name, Draco’s heart leaped. “Ron ?” Draco was all delighted. He brought his face closer to Ron’s.

“Dr.. Draco… I…”.

“Yes Ron ?” Draco brought his face even closer to Ron’s.

Ron smiled, yet it was not the smile Draco was hoping for. He gathered his strength before he spat at Draco’s face.

“I…love…. Harry…”.

“I see both of you really likes each other” Draco stands up, leaving Ron who was in agony. “In that case...YOU CAN EAT EACH OTHER”. He yelled then glided toward the rack and took a small knife, which is unmistakably another sharp metal scalpel.

“You will be first Weasel” Draco advances to withwith scalpel in hand as if it was a sword.

“No… Malfoy… please no… NO. NOO !!” Ron shakes his head furiously. Draco just smiles, his finger is playing with the scalpel in his hand.

“Now Potter can have you forever, Weasel” Draco brings the scalpel against Ron’s manhood. He pulled the needles on Ron’s manhood roughly, which caused quite severe bleeding. Harry knows what Draco is going to do.

“Malfoy, no… please…. Stop this….I beg you.. please” He whispered hoarsely. Speaking was a painful thing to do, the nylon string Draco sewn into his lips somehow worked quite well.

He ignores Harry’s plea for Ron and now looking at Ron’s face, which is pale as death and sweaty. “Say goodbye to your pride Ronald Weasley”.

With that Draco trusted the scalpel blade into the base of Ron’s manhood, severing it badly along the deafening scream of its owner. Blood was streaming like fountain with steady intervals similar with Ron’s heartbeat. Draco left his work halfway trough, leaving dismembered manhood hung with just a bit of flesh.

“Now you are Nearly Dickless Weasel” Draco laughed at Ron’s screaming.

Next, he glided toward Harry. “Now it’s the time to remove that ‘pear’ stuck in you, Potter” Draco smiled maliciously, he does not even unwind the key of the Pear. With a great tug, he removes the Pear, severing Harry’s arse. Screaming is out of question.

“P…pleassee… Malfoy…. In the… name of ….God….. stop it…” Harry whispered.

“I shall not” Draco put the scalpel against the base of Harry’s dick. Without any remorse, he trusted the scalpel blade into the base of Harry’s manhood the same way he did to Ron’s. But he completely dismembered it. Harry’s manhood that has been dismembered now dangles in Draco’s hand. He was holding it as if it was a priceless trophy.

He left Harry who was wincing and crying in pain and now slides to Ron.

“You loved him didn’t you Weasel… Here, eat it” Draco shoves Harry’s manhood into Ron’s mouth.Ron closes his mouth shut.

“Ungrateful…. Again” Draco pressed Ron’s cheek with fin finger and forced the jaws to open. He shoves Harry’s severed manhood into Ron’s mouth.

Ron tried to resist the urge to throw out. He has tastes it before, but this is more that what he bargained for. Harry’s dick is now a lump of flesh and no longer part of Harry.

“I bet it tastes nice isn’t it ?” Draco pulled the dick out off Ron’s mouth then shoves it in again.

“I’LL KILL YOU DRACO !!” Ron shouted.

Draco ignored that remark. He strode toward the rack and brought out few large nails and a mallet.

“No.. NO NO MALFOY !!!” Ron screamed.

“You will be first Weasel” Draco nods slowly.

He put one of the nails against Ron’s wrist. “Ready, Weasel ?”.

“No… please…..” Ron shakes his head.

“Request denied” With the mallet, Draco deliver a mighty slam at the nails, piercing Ron’s wrist all the way trough. Another slam, the nail goes deeper. Each slam with Ron’s scream, which is, amused Draco. He does the same with other wrist.

Now Draco moves toward the feet. He put a larger nail against Ron’s ankle. “Weasel, this nail won’t go trough as fast as before. I hope you like it”.

It takes several slams and agonizing yells to drive the large nails trough Ron’s ankle and several more for the other one.

Tied, nailed and dismembered, Ron realizes his predicament and it is not a good one.

After 30 minutes, both of Harry and Ron were crucified.

“Wingardium Leviosa”. Draco levitated the crosses off the stone altars and made both of them stands face to face.

Ron felt that his heart stopped beating as he sees what happened to Harry. It was a really awful. Harry’s face is now nothing more than flesh and muscle and most of them are serrated and severed. No one can believed what Draco did, he ruined almost everything from Harry.

As the crosses raised, their outstretched arms seemed to be tearing from their sockets, excruciating cramps knotting the tortured muscles of their back and shoulders Again and again they tried vainly to take the weight of their body onto their legs only to feel the bones in their impaled ankles break beneath the terrible strain.

“Your death will be slow and painful. Now… I will take…. my leave…. Goodbye Harry, Ron” Draco sighed sadly. He walked toward the mouth hole of Salazar statue then disappeared.

Each minute was like an hour and every hour an eternity of excruciating torture and as the two hung in helpless agony, the blood caked and dried on their arms and feet.

“R…Ron… I… I just wanted to…. Tell you… I love… you… Ron”. Harry spoken hoarsely.

“Harry…I…I love. You… too” Ron replied.


Four hours later…


Both of Harry and Ron still alive. They let out pitiful groans every time they try to pull their body up. If only ther some kind of footsteps to rest on, things would have been better, which Draco successfully denied.

“Please….. kill…me…” Ron groaned in hoarse whisper. Tears ran down from his sweet cheek. His mind flew back to his home. He can picture everyone in his mind. His mother, father, Ginny, Fred, George, Percy,

Charlie and Bill. He never mis his his home so badly or his comfortable bed inside the dormitory. He wanted to be comforted, something that he will not get at this moment of need. He wanted to be in the arms of the one he loved so much, the boy who was suffering the same fate as he is now. He wanted to be safe inside the arms of Harry Potter.

“Ron… where… are… you…?” Harry mumbled. The blood on his face has dried and forced his eyes shut. He tried to open his eyes but he was too weak and battered to do so. He knew that he will not make it this time. “Ron” Harry thought.

They had to deal with hours of pain. Draco was right, the two had a slow and painful death.

Harry was the first one to die is bis bleeding was more severe and worse than Ron. He let out his final whisper “I…I’m…. coming… home….”. Harry Potter was dead.

“Ha…. Harry…. Don’t… DON’T LEAVE ME HERE !“ Ron wailed with the last bit of his strength then he collapsed into slumber, still breathing slowly. Each breath was shallower than the previous one.

He did not know how long has he been sleeping. The next thing he see when he opened his eyes is the familiar figures of three people. He has seen two in Harry’s photo album, James and Lilian Potter; Harry’s parents. The third one is none other than Harry himself. Ron looked around on his surroundings

and frownde. He was dressed in all white robe, his injuries and wound has gone. There are no traces of Draco's cruelties at all. Then it came to him. His time in the world has just ended.

“Take my hand Ron”. Harry spoken softly, his hand outstretched to take Ron.

Ron smiled then took Harry’s hand, joining the Potter family. He was warmly welcomed by Harry's parents.

"So this is your friend and your lover, Ronald Weasley, that you've told us, Harry" James Potter spoken while smiling down upon his son.

"Yes dad" Harry nodded.

"Son of old Arthur Weasley" Lilian Potter smiled as well before giving Ron a big hug. "Let's go, Ronald-"

"Er... just call me Ron"

"Let's go, Ron..."

"We've nothing to worry about anymore" Harry added.

"Sounds good to me" Ron chuckled.

The four turned around before walked across a great meadow…

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Days later…


Marcus Flint was relieving himself on the bathroom when one of the cubicle doors swings open. A figure was sitting in the cubicle. He recognized that figure instantly. It was none other than Draco Malfoy himself.

“Draco, what the hell are you doing here” Marcus stopped dead just few inches from Draco. He can smells a faint odor of rotting meat. “Merlin... No… PROFESSOR SNAPE !!”

Professor Snape arrived at the boys’ toilet several minutes later, along with Professor Dumbledore, Madam Pomfrey, Professor McGonagall and Argus Filch. Marcus Flint was showing the way.

“Goodness… He is…” Professor McGonagall gasped.

“Dead…Suicide. He poisoned himself. I shall inform Lucius Malfoy of this…” Professor Snape sighed. “Why ?… What has happened to you, my… precious dragon ?” Snape thought.

The end.