The Chosen Four

(A/N: Just a warning...updates aren't normally once a day. This story is just at the forefront of my head right now so that's why the quick updates. I will, however, try to keep it at least once a week if at all possible, so don't get discouraged once the updates start tapering off starting oh, tomorrow. I'm also doing NaNoWriMo plus I got finals coming up in two weeks...so updates will be few and far between until around Christmas.)

Chapter Three:

High Priest Barty Crouch Jr. smirked as he watched his so-called king Tom Riddle and Tom's lover Albus Dumbledore taunt the disgraced Lucius Malfoy. They were even cruel enough to leave Lucius his name, disgracing it in the whole of the Slytherin kingdom. He didn't see the point personally. Selling off Draco Malfoy to the slavers was enough disgrace in his eyes. The *only* way to regain Draco would be for a Gryffindor to buy him and alert Tom to the fact and what would be the odds of that? Most likely, a Gryffindor would buy Draco only to kill him for the crimes of the Slytherin kingdom against the Gryffindor kingdom...so either way, Tom won.

Hearing his slave whimper, Barty's grin widened and he looked down. He was given Percy Weasley as his prize for stopping the assassination attempt two months ago and he has yet to tire of him. It was a double pleasure as Percy was a Gryffindor and thought of as a traitor to the kingdom, so they won't come to rescue him and he knew it. Smirking as he saw the fear in Percy's eyes, Barty reached down and flicked his finger against the dildo inside Percy, laughing softly at the slowly growing broken look in Percy's eyes. It'll take a matter of weeks now to break Percy and when that day came, he'll give Percy away to someone else. He never had much use for a broken slave anyway.

Shifting, Barty stifled his own moan as he looked down at his cock. He got aroused? That was new. He *never* got aroused due the stupidity of his father when he was young. Oh he got horny, that wasn't the problem. Problem was he never could do anything about it. His father was inventing a spell and it backfired and rendered Barty sterile and unable to gain an erection. The fact that he now had one confused him. Cocking his head to one side, Barty studied Percy, who was looking down at the floor, a flush covering his face as he avoided all eye contact. Making up his mind, Barty stood and pulled Percy along with him out of the throne room, bypassing Albus and Tom going at it *again* like bunnies. Then again, Tom is still carrying the remnants of that spell he cast earlier so it's more than likely the two are going to be at it for hours more.

"Ah, hello Barty," purred Mist at Barty walked by with Percy. Percy immediately lowered his eyes, hiding half behind Barty, half behind the wall. Barty didn't mind, Mist had the annoying habit of taking slaves without asking. It's how he lost the last one and by the time he found Mist, Oliver was already dead, blood spread all over the room. It was beginning to get very annoying.

"Mist," snapped Barty before moving on, taking hold of Percy's arm but Mist stood in his way. "Something I can help you with?"

"More like something I can help you with," purred Mist as she pressed up against Barty, her robe falling seductively to the floor. The slaves in the hallway immediately scattered except for Percy, who crouched down low, pressing against Barty's calves as if to remind him of his existence...not that Barty could forget.

"I don't need that kind of help," said Barty coolly pushing Mist away. "Besides, your husband has prior claim."

"Regulus is playing with Narcissa's slave," pouted Mist. "He doesn't have time for me anymore."

"Then get your own slave," said Barty. Having sex with a slave didn't count as infidelity, only having sex with a non-slave did.

"No one will care," said Mist, her hands sliding down her chest and stomach to her cunt, fingers slipping between her thighs and rubbing against her clitoris. Barty shuddered in disgust, very glad he was only into guys. He never could understand why men wanted women and not other men. It helped the population grow...that all Barty saw in it.

"Mist!" Regulus barked as he stalked out of the throne room, alerted to his wife's shenanigans by a slave. "Just what do you think you're doing?!"

"Getting laid," snarled Mist. "You never have time for me anymore!"

"Oh really?" growled Regulus before slamming Mist against the stone wall, one hand holding her wrists above her head, the other quickly undoing his belt and shoving his pants to the floor, releasing his cock. Barty slipped into the shadows, pulling Percy with him. He had no plans on watching Regulus screw his wife against the wall. Tapping into the node of power beneath the castle, Barty Slipped into his rooms, Percy held tight against him. Reappearing on top of his bed, Barty quickly tied Percy's wrists to the headboard and spread his legs. His own arousal flagged when confronted with Mist but it returned easily upon seeing Percy tied up and at his mercy...none of which he had.

"You are mine," growled Barty ignoring the dismayed look in Percy's eyes as he slid between Percy's legs and hoisted his hips up, shoving a pillow under Percy. Smirking as he spied the furled hole, Barty leaned over and flicked his tongue over it, delighting in the soft moan that escaped Percy's mouth. Wanting to hear such a sound again, Barty proceded to lick, nibble, and drive Percy out of his mind. By the time he finished, Percy was whimpering, back and neck arched up, eyes shut tightly, hands clutching the binds tightly enough to cut his skin. Barty frowned at that and with ease rose to his knees and gently pulled Percy's hand off the binds, using his power to heal the slight wounds. "Enough of that," Barty admonised. "You'll ruin my fun."

Percy didn't answer, an unidentifiable expression in his eyes. Barty ignored it, running his hands down to Percy's thighs and spreading his legs open. Quickly reaching for the lubricant, Barty slathered it on his cock and entered Percy. He slid in easily and groaned at the feeling of tightness and warmth around his cock. Shoving Percy's legs over his shoulders, Barty began to fuck him deep and harsh, making sure to hit that one spot inside that drove Percy wild. Only Percy noticed as Barty's fucking slowly became love-making and he smiled softly before arching up into his lover's thrusts, shoving his hips down on each in-thrust. Soon the only sounds in the room were soft moans and flesh hitting flesh. Barty suddenly froze, a groan escaping his throat as he flooded Percy's insides with his seed and collapsed ontop of Percy, sliding out and ignoring the small wince. He lowered Percy's legs and barely mustered up the energy to release Percy before he fell asleep.

"You'll remember soon," murmured Percy as he sat up, shuddering at the feel of Barty's seed inside him. Reaching down to grab his own arousal, Percy stroked himself to the edge and over, whimpering as he covered himself in his seed. Flopping backwards, Percy turned his head to stare at Barty, a soft smile on his face. It took him three years and alot of blackmail but he finally worked his way to Barty's side and now he would let no one, not even Riddle, to get between them. It took him too much time and planning and he would let no one ruin it.

***
Ravenclaw Castle loomed before the group and Draco curled up against Ron, hands resting in clear view on Cannon's saddlehorn. Severus's hands are on Gallant's saddlehorn and thus no one would be able to accuse Draco or Severus of the sin of lying.

"The Gryffindor contigent arrives!"

Harry slowed Gallant to a stop before dismounting, a look keeping Severus in the saddle. Ron did the same, moving Cannon to Gallant's side. Both warhorses snorted and pawed at the ground, lips curling at anyone who approached. They knew full well their masters entrusted them with the safety of the ones on their backs and they would not disappoint their masters.

"Gryffindor?" mouthed Draco in shock at Severus, forgetting for a second that Severus couldn't talk or hear due to the spells of Mist. To his surprise, Severus's eyes widened minutely and he actually looked at Harry in shock. Draco immediately turned his attention back to Harry, surprise in his eyes. Ever since they were caught, Severus had done nothing more than perfuctory cleansing of himself...and now, barely a day in Harry's company and Severus is moving and showing emotion.

'Just who bought us?' wondered Draco to himself as he watched the king and princess of Ravenclaw walk down the stairs to stop in front of Harry. Draco's eyes narrowed, easily recognizing Cornelias Fudge and Hermione Granger. Her eyes swept over him and Severus both and easily dismissed them, used to slaves. Cornelias's eyes landed on them and narrowed but Draco just looked down at Cannon's neck. Cornelias won't recognize them, he's never seen them before.

"Welcome to Diadem," said Cornelias turning his attention back on Harry. "I am Cornelias Fudge, Ruler of Ravenclaw. My daughter, Hermione Granger."

"Daughter?" asked Ron eyes narrowed. Fathers and daughters don't have different names.

"My mother raised me," said Hermione demurely. "I take her name in remembrance."

"I am Harry Potter, Ruler of Gryffindor," said Harry calmly, coldly, unaware of the bombshell he just dropped on the two Slytherins on Cannon and Gallant.

'Gryffindor's King?!' thought Draco to himself, eyes wide in shock. That same shock is reflected in Severus's eyes. 'Just what in the name of Salazar is going on here?!'

~TBC~

A/N: Ha! Now we get to the good stuff. Don't worry, everything will be explained as the story goes on. I do not plan on leaving plot holes. There is a point to everything. Now, before I start the next chapter, I'm starting a poll. The *final* pairings for this story are:

Harry/Severus, Ron/Draco, Lucius/OFC, Sirius/Remus, Fred/George

Non-negotiable. However, I am not entirely sure of who I wish to pair with the following:

Percy Weasley
Bill Weasley
Charlie Weasley
Oliver Wood
Neville Longbottom
Blaise Zabini
Regulus Black

So, I am giving you, the readers, a choice. I am thinking of the following possible pairings:

Percy Weasley/Barty Crouch Jr, Oliver/Charlie, Bill/Regulus, Neville/Blaise.

However, this is not set in stone. Give me your ideas. Would you rather Charlie with, say, Blaise or Percy with Regulus? Put them in any order you want and let me know. The pairings mentioned the most win out. Draw in other characters from the book if you wish. Have fun!

A/N 2: I have drawn a map of the world in this story. You can find it here:

http://diayma.deviantart.com/art/World-Map-69729946 or here:

http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&friendID=60262068&albumID=1423885&imageID=16735054

I don't know which is the better version, but if you're havng trouble viewing, let me know. I can just as easily email it. It's just a general idea of where the kingdoms are and where key points of the story are located. Enjoy!

Next Chapter: More of Draco and Severus's past; Barty is not what he appears to be; and Harry is more vindictive than he seems.