After the War Ends

Fred was about to say something else, when he felt someone grab his hand and snatch the pill. He turned around quickly to see who took the pill from him and saw... Padma. She stared at him for a minute, her eyes full of sorrow, pain, grief, and something more. It wasn\'t just the look of someone mourning the loss of loved ones. It was one of despair, of someone mourning for the loss of her own, of all peace and happiness, of what she had once been and could never be again. Somehow detached and apathetic, this was the look that birds of prey, the carriers of death, looked for. George walked over and stood next to his twin and they both studied the girl for a minute. Ron stood back breathing heavy, and clinching his fists as he watched the others. He looked on, confused as his brothers nodded their heads at Padma, pulling her into a deep embrace. The twins knew what the girl was thinking and they silently told her that they did.

Ron saw Padma take the pill and place it in her mouth, then bite down on it. Her body started to go limp, but Ron couldn\'t do anything about it. He didn\'t understand why she was doing this or why his brothers were helping her. Suicide just wasn\'t an option. Or was it? He could fully understand this situation elsewhere, hell, he would have said it was the right thing to do, as long it was \'elsewhere\', and stayed there. These things just weren\'t supposed to happen to his family, his friends... He stood there watching as Fred and George kept hold of the girl as she passed away and slowly placed her onto the ground. The vultures had found what they were looking for.

\"She killed herself. The whole world has gone crazy!!\" Ron yelled out.

~~~

( Voldemort\'s Manor)

Severus opened the doors to the library and harshly shoved Harry into the room. The exhausted young wizard collapsed onto the floor and cried softly. Now he knew what was in stfor for him. He was to be defiled, plundered as some kind of booty. Well, it had always been a possibility. Whenever Dumbldore sent him out on some hazardous quest more along the lines of spying than fighting nobly as the-Golden-Boy, McGonall always fussed over him, saying that he was exactly the type \'they\' would go after, regardless of which side they were on. He never thought it would really happen. He was just like everyone else in that respect. Somewhere, deep down, he had believed that someone would always be there to snatch him away from the clutches of danger. And he would save everyone else, in the end. Happily ever after. Ha, ha, ha.

He laid there on the cold floor and waited for what would come next. He knew that Voldemore was going to torture and hurt him, if not more, gloating his victory.

\"My Lord, I have brought Potter, as you deemed\" Severus announced, and bowed to Lord Voldemort.

The Dark Lord, who was reading, lifted his head up and looked over Severus. He walked over to them and looked down at Harry and smirked. Then he looked back at Severus and asked \"Have you finished the potions for the bonding ceremony?\"

\"No, my Lord, but they will be ready by tonight,\" his faithful potion master replied.

\'Bonding potions? What would he want a bonding potion for? Maybe he\'s going to bond Colin and Dnenis to himself. Sure, that would be the only way he would get them to like him at all,\' Harry thought as he listened to them talking.

\"How are my children doing?\" Voldemore inquired.

\"They are both asleep now and should for several more hours. They are both rather weak from the battle also,\" Severus informed him.

\"Make sure they are comfortable. I don\'t want anyone or anything hurting them,\" The Dark Lord warned.

\"Very well, sir,\"

\"You may go now. I want to spend some time alone with my pet,\" Voldemort stated and looked down at Harry.

Severus bowed once more and exited the room.

\"Now, my pet, be good and bring me that box over there,\' Voldemore requested as he pointed to a box on one of the bookshelves.

Harry laid there crying and didn\'t move. This caused Voldemore to become angry and he roughly dragged Harry up by his hair.

\"You are my slave and you will do whatever I tell you to do.\" He snarled out at the horrified young wizard before shoving him toward the shelf.

Harry stumbled and falls before pulling himself up, and walking again. He picked up the box and brought it back to Voldemore who unceremoniously grabbed it away.

\"Stand there!\" he yelled out at Harry.

Voldemore opened the box and turned it around so Harry could look inside. The young wizard saw there was two bracelets made out of silver inside. \'What are those for? They don\'t look like shackles or bondage bracelets,\' he wondered silently.

\"Put them on,\" Voldemore instructed

Harry looked up at the wizard before him and didn\'t move. He wasn\'t going to put anything on that Voldemore instructed him to,

\"You wouldn\'t want anything to happen to your friends, would you?\" Voldemore asked.

Harry heeded this warning and put on the bracelets. He started to feel rather funny. It felt like they were blocking something, but he couldn\'t figure out what it was.

\"I am well aware that you have the ability to use wandless magic. Those bracelets prevent you from doing so. You are too weak to use that power now, but I am sure you are going to become stronger and I wouldn\'t want you to do anything stupid like try to curse me, \" Voldmore informed him before casting as spell on them himself.

He watched Harry for several minutes and the boy just stood there looking defeated. Without warning he grabbed Harry\'s hair with his right hand and jerked the boy\'s head back before leaning forward and kissing the younger wizard on the mouth. Harry grabbed the older wizard\'s wrists and tried to pull himself away. Voldemore placed his left arm behind Harry holding him so he couldn\'t back away, and began to force his tongue into the boy\'s mouth. Harry clinched his teeth together and fought hard, but he was so weak, and tired. Voldemore started whispering to Harry in Parseltongue which caused the boy to relax. Harry didn\'t want any of it and struggled not to listen to the voice but he couldn\'t make it stop. Finally he relaxed his mouth and Voldemore began kissing him deeply. He continued to do this for several more minutes making sure to go deep and hit every part of the inside of Harry\'s mouth before breaking the kiss off and shoving the young wizard onto the floor.

\"Pathetic,\" he snarled out.

\"Why don\'t you just kill me?\" Harry asked softly.

\"Because that\'s what you really want and I am enjoying this way too much, my pet,\" Voldemort said with a laugh.

The Dark Lord then pulled Harry up by the hair again and dragged him over to a large wooden desk. He was slammed face down onto the desk. The pain caused him to moan Voldemore ripped Harry\'s shirt off then dragged his nails down the boy\'s exposed back. Harry gritted his teeth together to stop himself from yelling out. He\'s back burned where the nails had lambasted him and he felt the blood slowly coming out of the scratches. Voldemort took his long fingers and began smearing the blood all over Harry\'s back. Then he reached down and yanked Harry\'s jeans off.

Harry laid over the desk shaking as he whimpered softly. This was it. He was to be depredated, overrun and overwhelmed. Perhaps he should have put up more of a fight, then Voldemort would have ended it all for him. He could feel his own heart pounding painfully and his muscles aching more and more. The Dark Lord wasn\'t saying anything but Harry knew what was going to happen next. \'Maybe I deserve this. I failed everyone.\' He thought to himself as he waited for what was to come. Voldemore removed the rest of Harry\'s clothing and stepped back to admire his handy work. He smirked as he looked at the boy who was supposed to defeat him. Then without warning he positioned himself behind the smaller wizard and embedded his penis fully inside him. Harry let out a heart wrenching scream which caused Voldemore to laugh. The screams of the younger wizards caused Voldemore to become more excited and he thrust in and out of Harry relentlessly, faster and harder. He moved in and out of Harry, revelling in the screams, causing the boy as much pain as he could. After a few minutes of screaming Harry became hoarse and could barely make any sounds at all. He silently pleaded for the pain to stop but it didn\'t, and it went on for what seemed like hours to him. Finally his body couldn\'t take anymore and the young wizard blacked out.

Voldemore continued to rape the unconscious young wizard until he was finished and then pulled himself out. He stepped back and let Harry fall limp on the floor. He took out his wand and cleaned himself off, almost businesslike.

\"That was rather enjoyable. We will have to do that again soon, my pet,\" He whispered to Harry, who couldn\'t even hear him.

He walked over to the fireplace to call someone to come take his pet back to his room because he didn\'t have any use for him then.

A few minutes later Severus appeared

\"Severus, take that to its room, and clean it up. Then inform it of all the rules it will follow,\" Voldemore informed him, nonchalant.

Severus bowed before picking Harry up and leaving.

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