When Life Is Shattered

Constant Vigilance

With his word she stepped in. Harry proceeded to the kitchen, ÒI am getting me something to drink,Ó he said over his shoulder, ÒYou want anything?"

ÒNo Mister PotterÉÓ

The tone of the voice froze Harry in his tracks. With trepidation and fear he turned to look at Susan. Harry stood face to face with the killer of his Godfather, Bellatrix Lestrange.

At the same time both people grabbed for their wands. His stomach plummeted as he realized his wand was upstairs. MoodyÕs voice echoed in his head "CONSTANT VIGILANCE!" He looked to Bellatrix who had her wand leisurely pointed at his chest. Harry knew he had ruined the blood protection by inviting her in. Like an animal cornered he decided to try going on the offensive and intimidating her. ÒCome on,Ó he roared, Òtry and kill me!Ó

Bellatrix was unfazed, ÒAh poor little Potter trying to act like a big man?Ó she mocked. She moved face to face with him and jammed her wand into his stomach. Before Harry realized it, he was on the floor wheezing and coughing. He looked up in time to see her knee retracting from where it had come in contact with his groin. In desperation Harry grabbed the nearest table lamp. As he swung it from the end table the small bobbles and picture frames cracked and shattered as they cascaded across the room. He wielded the lamp like a large club and charged the evil witch.

Bellatrix was momentarily impressed with the young Gryffindor act of courage. The moment seemed to stretch as the adrenalin was coursing through their veins. As Harry came closer Bellatrix yelled, ÒImpedimenta!Ó A silver light shot from her wand and hit Harry directly in the chest. Harry was stopped cold, his body frozen. The lamp was on its down swing directed at BellatrixÕs face. His face was frozen in a silent yell. Only his eyes gave notice that he was still aware on his surroundings as they twitched still staring at Bellatrix.

She lowered her wand and smirked, ÒYou know, that is the problem with you Gryffindors. You rush valiantly into the fray without the simplest of plans. That is why I win.Ó Harry could only stare at her with hate.

Bellatrix pocketed her wand, ÒPotter I should thank you for leading your godfather to his death. He was getting to be such a bother to my master.Ó She leaned in and engulfed his mouth with hers. She moaned as she licked as his motionless tongue. She made certain she tasted every part of his mouth before slowly pulling away. She purred into his ear, ÒI love the taste of young boys in the morning. Wait,Ó she suddenly grabbed the bulge in his sweat pants, ÒPotter you are all man arenÕt you?Ó Her hand moved along the still soft member and scrotum. ÒI canÕt wait to have this as my prize on my mantle.Ó

HarryÕs mind was screaming ÔNO!Õ his body still unmovable. He could feel everything around him. The sickening taste or her tongue as it left his mouth molested, a mixture of fire whisky, boiled cabbage, and cheap pipe tobacco. He could feel his insides spasm as she manipulated his penis. Slight rasps escaped his agape mouth as his body started to respond to her ministrations.

A wicgringrin spread across her face, ÒHarry, I think you like it.Ó She let go looking at a pocket watch from her robe, ÒWe have so much time before our rendezvous with my master. I think I know how to kill some of that time.Ó

She loosened his grip on the lamp and let it clatter across the floor. Like a puppeteer she moved his limbs so he was standing straight with his hands behind his back. She moved behind his back and with magical ropes bound his hands and feet. She came around to face him again. HarryÕs mouth stated to twitch wanting to speak. Grabbing his chin she closed his mouth, Ònow to find something to keep you quiet. She scanned the room and found a small cheap figurine. She transfigured it into a red rubber ball with a small black leather belt looping through the middle.

Harry found he could now flex his muscles. Bellatrix attempted to open his mouth again to force the ball inside. Harry smirked at her frustration. This only infuriated her. She placed her index finger on his forehead and pushed. With two sickening thuds he fell on his back. The sudden impacts of his head bouncing partially broke the spell as he started to writhe and try to free himself.

Immediately she was on him again, ÒRopes not enough eh?Ó She turned him on his side and bound his elbow and knees. She stood and made her way to the kitchen. Harry could hear cabinets and doors being opened and slammed. Pots and other utensils could be heard clattering to the floor. The room went quite for a moment as he heard the snap of wood being broken.

While she was distracted Harry was able to bring his knees to his chest. He started rocking trying to roll onto his shins. Harry made it to a kneeling position and sat up to face Bellatrix reappear from the Kitchen. He opened his mouth to scream. It felt like his AdamÕs apple was going to be crushed when she grabbed his throat. She forced him back to the ground as the pain from his throat coursed through his body.

She straddled his hips while still holding his throat. She had the ball gag again in her hand, ÒOpen,Ó was all she commanded. Harry defiantly shook his head tightly while still in her grip.

Harry took a sudden breath of oxygen realizing she had been choking him. His relief was short lived as he felt her take hold of his testicles. A strangled yell emanated from his throat as he felt her try and embed her nails into his scrotum. His scream became a muffled moan, as the ball was forced into his mouth. Letting go of his balls she grabbed him by the hair and jerked him to a sitting position. The ball went farther into his mouth as she fastened the leather strap around his head. His head thudded and bounced as she threw him back again.

ÒThat is so you donÕt yell too loud while we have some fun. This,Ó she held a broken mop handle above his head, Òis so you donÕt try and get up again.Ó She held the mop above him for a moment, ÒWait!Ó Her evil smile grew till she was in a cackle of excitement. She threw the mop handle toward the kitchen, raised her hand, ÒACCIO FIREBOLT!Ó

A muffled protest emitted from the young man below her and the racing broom was in her hand with a snap. He tried to struggle but could only watch Bellatrix snap his godfatherÕs gift to him. Harry mumbled foul language being blocked by the ball. Bellatrix rolled on his side again. He could feel her looping the handle though the rope on his knees and ankles.

As she straddled his hips again she cooed, ÒNow it is time for some fun.Ó

Harry had complete control of his body, but it did him no good. The distinct copper taste of blood filled his mouth. When she forced the ball gag in his mouth it caught his tongue between the ball and teeth and his lower canine cut his tongue. Drool was starting to seep around the gag and down his cheeks. His eyes filled with tears of frustration. Ironically he prayed that the DursleyÕs would show up and he would be freed.

Bellatrix seemed to read his thought as she slowly rubbed her hands across his body, ÒThe Dursley family will be gone all day.Ó HarryÕs eyes widened in fear as she continued, ÒThe Order will not think of looking for you for at least three days. Yes I know of your letter you send telling them you are ok. Susan is grounded from seeing her boyfriend. Her parents found out you stuck your dick in her twat. They have known since Easter, but did not want to disgrace their family at school.  So we have you for a long time.Ó She ended her little speech with a loud cackle.

She kept laughing as she started running her hands along his body. Slowly her cackle quieted and lowered till she was moaning. After HarryÕs Firebolt was broken there was no fight left in him. His muscles convulsed as she harshly dug her nails into his skin. Harry heard the tear of cloth as he felt a draft on his groin. In fear he looked down to see she had ripped open his sweats down the middle. Bellatrix cooed as she stared lustfully at his dick.

Small whimpers was all Harry could make as she started roughly stroking his dick. His fist clenched underneath him while the weight of his body started to make his hands tingle. His body betrayed his mind, as he started to respond to the rough masturbation she dealt to him. Harry was frantic in his mind pleading to whomever to have this be a dream, better a nightmare. He knew she had his body, but he thought he could get away in his mind. Slowly he closed his eyes picturing himself riding his Firebolt, it was still whole. Harry swore he felt the wind on his face and the roar of the wind in his ears.

His fantasy world was brought to a stop as reality crashed upon him again. The feeling of slimy lily pads engulfed his penis. Harry squeezed his eyes tight but had to look. As he opened his eyes the slimy feeling left his penis. He looked directly into the eyes of Bellatrix.

ÒSo it is true,Ó Harry stayed unresponsive to her accusation, ÒThat little cunt did let you snake your dick into her nasty twat. I can still taste her on your dick.Ó HarryÕs mind was racing, ÒShe has to be exaggerating, right? Even if Susan and I had sex the night before, it doesn't seem possible that Susan's juices would still be recognizable on my penis.Ó She started down to his dick again before taking it into her mouth, ÒDonÕt worry, I will take care of that taste."

He felt her once again swallow his dick. Harry tried to look away and imagine flying but he could not close his eyes. In a sick fascination, like seeing a car wreck, he watched the bobbing head making his penis disappear. He hated his body as it responded to this womanÕs mouth. His hips started to thrust upward forcing more into her mouth. Her slight gagging brought a smile to his face as he tried to force his dick down her throat.

He was so into making her gag on his dick that he did not notice he was so close to Cumming. She knew and could feel his balls retracting each time they had hit her chin. She had faked gagging giving him some false impression he was getting somewhere. She took pride and pleasure could deep throat any man even Voldemort so Harry was not real challenge Harry started to moan, which was the tell tale sign of what was to come. She was ready as his body started to shake and the dick flared in her mouthÉ

A high muffled scream erupted around the ball gag. The jolting pain of BellatrixÕs teeth sank into his dick interrupting his release. His eyes rolled as the tears of pain and fear sprang forth. He wanted to move, to get it out of her mouth remembering her talking about her prize. The pain subsided as he could feel her slowly slurping. Suddenly his body convulsed and a wail of racked sobs tried to force their way around the gag. Bellatrix had bitten down again and used her teeth, grinding back and forth like a saw.

Suddenly a tiny chime interrupted her. Disengaging her blood stained lips from his tortured penis and looking at her pocket watch, ÒLook at the time Mister Potter. It does fly when you are molesting someone."

With a quick circle of her wand the house reassembled like there was not a thing in the world wrong. The watch kept chiming every second. She wrapped her arms around him and clasped the pocket watch between his and her palm. On the thirteenth chime Harry felt the familiar pull behind his navel.