Thrown Overboard

Title : Thrown Overboard

Disclaimer : I don\'t own any of the ideas from the Harry Potter Series, J K Rowling does. Don\'t sue me.

Summary : What if Harry never returned to Hogwarts after the events of the Third Task? What if Voldemort kept Harry as a slave? What if he used Harry to further his evil empire? What would become of Harry?

Rating : R ( Torture, Slash, Swearing, Blood, Rape, MPreg )

Warning : This is SLASH. SSSLLLLLAAAAASSSSSSSHHHHH. SLASH. If you don\'t like slash, then don\'t read.

A / N : Many of you said you felt sad for Cedric, because there wasn\'t a lot mentioned about him in the last chapter. That is because I never liked Cedric and I was somewhat happy when Rowling killed him. I guess my dislike for him showed in the last chapter, because I completely ignored him. And plus I think if that really happened, then Dumbledore would completely ignore Cedric at first. Harry\'s dead, and Harry was the one who was supposed to save them all.

A / N 2 : I\'ve been a bad egg. I haven\'t updated in a long time, and I\'m really really really sorry, but there was too much going on with school and my job. Evil teachers and their twisted pleasures to watch kids fail!!

A / N 3 : \"whatever\" - talking
\'whatever\' - thoughts
--whatever-- - parseltongue


Chapter 3 - Memory


Harry lowered his head so it rested on his knees. He was sitting down on a cold stone floor with his knees pulled up to his chest. He right arm laid on his side, and his left arm was rapped around his legs. His bright green eyes were closed and shivers rocked his body. Harry lifted his head to get a better look at the place he woke up in.


The room was dark. There were no windows anywhere. The only source of light came from the torches in the hallway outside his cell. He was in a dungeon, but he had no idea where he the dungeon was. There were metal bars in front of him that lead out into the lit up hall. There was no bed or blanket for him to sleep with. \'Man, I wish they had at least given me a blanket, it\'s so cold in here.\' Harry let out a big breath of air and noticed that it turned to smoke.


He had no idea on how long he had been in the cell. His head was throbbing, and when he brought he hand up to it, he was met with dried blood. His torn up robs we also covered in blood.


Harry searched his mind try and figure out where he was and how he got there. It was then that he remembered what happened at the conclusion of the duel he lost against Voldemort.


*****(Flashback)*****


\"You know, Potter, I\'m not known for giving my enemies what they want. In fact, I think I\'ve had a change of heart, so to speak.\" Voldemort brought his hand that held Harry\'s wand to his chin. \"I\'m going to keep you alive, Potter. I\'ve come up with a use for you.\"


Harry\'s head shot up when he heard what Voldemort last said. \'He\'s going to keep me alive?\' Harry\'s eye lit up with happiness and hope at the prospect of survival. \'I get to live. He is going to keep me alive. He is going to keep me-\' Harry\'s eyes suddenly darkened. \'Voldemort won\'t let me go though. He\'s going to keep me.\'


Voldemort smirked as he watched Potter\'s emotion filled eyes. He loved filling the boy with hope for a moment and then watch that same hope diminish. \"Something the matter, Potter?\" Voldemort asked sarcastically. Harry just shook his heard still remaining silent.


Nagini slithered to her Master\'s feet, and started circling around them. --Master, I\'m hungry. You promised me the boy, can I eat him now?-- Harry gasped and his eyes widened at the question. Voldemort looked at Harry a chuckled lightly.


\"That\'s right, the famous Boy-Who-Lived is a Parselmouth.\" Voldemort bent down toward Nagini, and held out his arm for her to climb on. --I\'m sorry Nagini, but I\'m keeping the boy alive,-- he told her as he stroked her head.


--What ever for, Master?-- Nagini questioned. The Death Eaters around them watched in amazement and desire as their Master talked to a snake. It wasn\'t that it was the first time they had seen him do it, they just had not heard Parseltongue in thirteen years. Let\'s face it, it is a known fact that every Slytherin gets turned on when they heard Parseltongue. Harry, on the other hand, was listening to the conversation and trying to get as much information on his fate as possible.


--I am going to play with him Nagini.-- Voldemorts blood red eyes brightened in delight as he thought about the upcoming torture sessions. --My Death Eaters and I are going to have a lot of fun.-- Harry gulped loudly in the background.


--Who can I eat Master? I haven\'t been rewarded in a long time.--


Voldemort looked around at all the Death Eaters in the room. No one had disappointed him during his thirteen year absence. They had all remained loyal, until his eyes fell on Wormtail. \'He has no real talent that I can use. Yes, I think I have kept Wormtail alive long enough.\'


\"Wormtail, play with Nagini,\" Voldemort ordered.


Wormtail began to shake. \"Ma-master, I don\'t k-know how to pl-play with a s-s-sna-ake. I d-don\'t even think Nagini l-lik-likes me.\" Wormtail brought his hand up to his mouth and started biting his nails. \"H-how am I supposed to p-pl-play with her?\"


Voldemort smirked. \"Why by changing into your rat form. We all know how much my dear Nagini loves rats. She would have so much fun playing with you.\" Wormtail\'s face was now white.


Voldemort turned to Nagini and said, --Don\'t kill him, we will need him very soon. Hurt his as much as you want, but make sure he is alive when you are done playing.--


--Yes, Master.-- Voldemort lowered his hand to the ground, and Nagini climbed off. She then turned to the now rat animagus and slithered after him. Wormtail squeaked and turned around and ran.


During the whole escapade with Wormtail, Voldemort, and Nagini, Harry was pondering Voldemorts sanity. \'Who would spend their time watching a snake chase after a rat. Ok, sure it\'s Wormtail that Nagini is chasing and I\'ll admit, it\'s funny. But this is Voldemort, the Dark Lord, You-Know-Who that we are talking about, and here he is watching a snake chase after a rat during one of his scary evil Death Eater meetings. I swear, those thirteen years of being half dead and half alive must have messed with his mind. Or maybe he was always like this? Oh, who cares. He needs to find better things to spend his time doing.\'


Voldemort turned his head from watching Nagini and Wormtail. \"Lucius,\" he said to get every ones attention again. \"Are your dungeons still available for my use?\"


Malfoy nodded at once. \"Yes my Lord, they are always available for you.\"


\"Good. Go there now and get everything ready for a new arrival.\" Voldemort\'s eyes moved to Harry for a sec.


\"Yes, my Lord.\"


Voldemort turned his head toward Nott. \"Nott, go now to my Manor, and make sure everything is fine. I haven\'t been there in thirteen years, I\'m not even sure if the house elves are still alive. I\'ll be arriving there later tonight to reset and update the wards.\"


Nott bowed, \"Yes, my Lord,\" he said right before he apparated out of the circle.


\"Crabbe, Goyle,\" Voldemort said as he now turned in their direction. \"Grab hold of Mr. Potter. I don\'t want to risk him getting any ideas to make a run for it.\"


They grunted a \"Yes, Master,\" in unison and walked to Harry. Crabbe picked him up by the left arm, and Goyle grabbed his broken right elbow and gave it a little squeeze to make sure Harry knew who was in charge.


\"Avery, I need you get me a bottle of Polyjuice Potion now,\" Voldemort ordered.


Avery thought for a second. \"Master, it takes months to brew Polyjuice Potion and plus I\'m not good at brewing. I\'m sure Sever-\"


\"Severus isn\'t here for me to ask. I need this potion tonight,\" Voldemort paused. \"Go buy it if you have to. Just get me my potion!\"


Avery nodded and bowed very low. \"Yes, Master, anything you say. I\'ll be back right away.\" He then apparated away before Voldemort decided to punish him.


Macnair stepped forward cautiously. \"Polyjuice Potion, Master?\"


Voldemort smirked. \"Why yes, Macnair. Tonight we are going to be doing some killing and some cover-up,\" he said while rubbing his hands together.


\"With all due respect, my Lord, but Polyjuice Potion only lasts for an hour. Dumbledore and the Ministry would certainly find out that Potter is not dead if we were to use Polyjuice Potion,\" Macnair advised.


Voldemort turned his head to see Nagini snap at Wormtail and catch him in her mouth. He wanted her bite down hard and he could hear the faint sounds of small bones crunching from his tiny squeaking body. \"You bring up a valid point, Macnair,\" he said with his eyes still on Wormtail and Nagini. \"However, what you do not understand is that when you give Polyjuice Potion to a fresh corpse the body\'s remaining energy and magic will change the person. But the body has to be freshly killed, just minutes after death. You see, Macnair, most people don\'t understand that Polyjuice Potion, when consumed, guides a person\'s magic to change their appearance to the appearance prescribed in the potion. Every magical person has the power in them to change their appearance, but most people do not possesses the actual skill to initiate the change them self. The Polyjuice Potion gives you that skill for one hour. When you use the potion on a fresh corpse the corpse will change, but then the corpse will run out of magic to change the corpse back to its original form, because within 30 minutes of death a body has lost all its magic and energy.\"


The Death Eaters looked at their master with pride. His intelligence was incredible. Harry was even shocked. He knew Voldemort was smart, he had been Head Boy back in his day of Hogwarts, but he had never witnessed his intelligence first hand.


\"This secret about Polyjuice Potion is not common knowledge. You won\'t even find that fact listed in books. It is the perfect way to cover up murder and to disappear. Which is what we will be doing tonight,\" Voldemort said as he looked in Harry\'s direction.


Avery chose that moment to return with the Polyjuice Potion. \"I have it, Master,\" he said as he bowed


Voldemort smirked. \"You\'ve pleased me Avery.\" Voldemort took the potion and turned his head and called to Nagini. --Nagini, playtime is over. I need Wormtail back now.--


Nagini\'s head stood up when she heard her master\'s call. She scooped up Wormtails broken, but alive, body in her mouth and slithered over toward Voldemort. --Yes, Master.--


She dropped Wormtail on the ground in front of Voldemort. Voldemort pointed his wand at Wormtail and said a spell. The rat transformed back into Wormtails body. You could tell he was still alive, because his chest would rise and fall. There were tiny holes all over his body with blood oozing out of them. Both of his legs looked broken. His left wrist and his right shoulder looked broken. Not to mention, all his fingers were bending at irregular angles. Voldemort turned his head to the side and frowned. \"Macnair, bend his body back so it looks presentable.\" Voldemort chuckled lightly. \"When we send back his body, we want it to look presentable.\"


Macnair moved Wormtail\'s legs so they looked normal. Cracks sounded as he set them into place, and Wormtail let out a small painful moan.


\"Much better.\" Voldemort looked at Avery. \"Avery, gather some hairs from Potter.\"


Harry started to fight Crabbe and Goyle\'s grip on his body as Avery advanced on him. Goyle only squeezed Harry\'s right elbow harder, and Harry screamed out in pain and stopped fighting. Avery yanked out a few hairs and looked into Harry\'s eyes and smirked. His expression clearly reading, \'you lose.\'


Avery turned back and walked to Voldemort. Voldemort held out the potion and Avery dropped the hair in. \"Excellent.\" He then turned toward Wormtail. \"Wormtail, you have served me well over the years, but you are too weak. You have always remained loyal to me, but I have no idea how long that will last. After all, you do have a history of betrayal. I have no purpose for your service anymore, so now I will dispose of you. Farewell.\" Voldemort raised his wand and pointed it at Wormtail and smirked.


\"Avada Kedavra\"


The sickly green light shot out of Voldemort\'s wand and hit Wormtail straight in the chest. Harry shuddered when the curse hit Wormtail. He never liked Wormtail, especially since he betrayed his parents which lead to their demise. Harry would even go as far as to say that he was happy that he was now dead. But for once, he didn\'t want Wormtail to die. Now Voldemort was going to give Wormtail the Polyjuice Potion and change him into Harry forever. That means that Sirius will never be free. Wormtail\'s body will be gone forever. There will be no more evidence in Sirius\' defense.


\"Avery, administer the potion to Wormtail\'s body,\" Voldemort ordered as he handed over the potion to Avery.


Avery walked to Wormtail\'s now dead body and bent down. He poured some of the potion into Wormtail\'s mouth, and then massaged his neck so his body would swallow it. He repeated the process until Wormtail\'s body had swallowed all of the potion. Avery then stood up and walked away from his body.


Everyone watched as they looked at Wormtail\'s changing body. It was the last time anyone would ever see Peter Pettigrew. 30 seconds later, Wormtail\'s form was gone and now \'Harry\'s\' form laid there in its place.


\"Excellent. Macnair, bring the other boys body next to Wormtails and make sure they are holding hands.\" Voldemort watched Macnair bring Diggory\'s body to Wormtails. \"Good. Wingardium Leviosa,\" he said as he pointed his wand at the Triwizard Cup and floated it toward Wormtails empty hand. Voldemort looked into Harry\'s eyes right before the Cup fell into Wormtail\'s hand and said, \"Say goodbye to your life, Potter.\"


Wormtail\'s and Cedric\'s body disappeared. Harry\'s heart sunk. Voldemort was right. His life was now over. He had nothing to return to. Everyone would believe him to be dead. Sirius\' life was over now also. He would never be free. Voldemort had taken everything away from Harry. Voldemort had won.


\"Excellent. Crabbe, Goyle, transport Harry to Malfoy\'s dungeon and lock him up. Make sure he can not escape.\"


\"Yes, Master,\" they replied in unison and apparated away with Harry.


They arrived in a beautiful Entrance Hall. Paintings in golden frames of the past generations of Malfoy\'s lined the beautiful mahogany walls. Malfoy walked down the huge staircase in front of them.


\"He is to go to the Dungeons straight away,\" Goyle informed Malfoy.


\"Yes ok, but first I must do something,\" Malfoy said as he looked into Harry\'s face and raised his fist. He brought it back down connecting it with Harry\'s bloody face. Harry\'s head snapped backwards at the hard strike and then he passed out.


******(End of Flashback)*****


Harry\'s memory was interrupted by a heavy door slamming shut in the distance. The sound of feet tapping on the ground echoed throughout the dungeon, and Harry could tell the unknown person was getting closer.


Lucius Malfoy stopped in the shadows in front of Harry\'s cell. Harry looked up to see who was there. Lucius stepped forward out of the shadows and into the light. His long blond aristocratic hair hung down past his shoulders and his mercury silver eyes boar into Harry. The classic Malfoy Smirk boasted upon his face. \'They should put a patent on that smirk,\' Harry thought to himself.


\"Good evening, Mr. Potter,\" Lucius said in a sadistically cheerful voice. \"Tonight I will be your torturer.\"


To Be Continued

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