War & Peace: HP Style

Chapter Four - My Whole Existence Is Flawed

You let me violate you
You let me desecrate you
You let me penetrate you
You let me complicate you

Help me; I broke apart my insides
Help me; i've got no soul to sell
Help me; the only thing that works for me
Help me get away from myself

I wanna fuck you like an animal
I wanna feel you from the inside
I wanna fuck you like an animal
My whole existence is flawed
-Closer, Nine Inch Nails


Thursday, October 11th
Malfoy Manor


Malfoy Manor always had been a bit on the chilly side. Ever since the Dark Lord moved in it was ice cold. Theodore Nott walked quickly through the darkened hallway. The stench of death and decay was everywhere, as well as Nagini's human meals. The rotting flesh of left over body parts were littered across the floor in a path depicting where the large snake had manuevered her cumbersome body. Theo was hoping that his audience with Lord Voldemort would be fairly quick. There was a revel tonight at the Goyle residence and plenty of willing Pureblood witches ready to do whatever was needed for the cause.

Theo was an average looking young man. Lean, a bit lanky maybe, but with a surprising strength in him. His dark eyes were broody and were the things that truly drew the girls to him. However, Theo had no idea what kind of power he truly weilded until he received his Dark Mark. The other Death Eater recruits looked up to him. He had been pleased and proud to wear the mark that stood for Pureblood power. And the young witches threw themselves all over him. Theo was desperate to make a name for himself where Draco had not, and where he had just learned a few days ago that Draco never would. He had held on to that particular bit of information and had every intention of sharing it tonight.

He entered what used to be the Grand Ballroom of Malfoy Manor. It's Baroque style decorations lay in bits and pieces on the ground and there was once a wall that was all mirrors. That, too, now lay shattered amidst the trash on the ground. The once proud mansion really had been run into the ground. The Malfoys were currently seated on the dias that took up the wall on the far side of the room. Lucius was to the right of the Dark Lord and had looked as pleased as ever to be there. Narcissa's face was vacant, void of any real expression, but that was nothing new to her. She only cared for things, not people.

Theo hesitated when he was a few feet from the platform. He knelt and bowed his head in a show of respect for his leader. Voldemort was truly a sight to behold. His skin was a frail, pasty white and stretched thin in places so that his veins were easily discernable as well as the blood that flowed through them. He was bald and he had not a nose, but two slits, much like the openings on Nagini's face. It was truly frightening how much man and beast resembled each other.

"Rise, boy. I see by your face you've some interesting news to share. What is it?" Voldemort's voice was nothing more than a wheezing rasp. But when he spoke all within his presence listened or suffered his wrath.

Standing upright, Theo straightened his all black robes and spoke. "I have found out that Draco Malfoy has no intentions of joining your ranks, my Lord." His words were followed by severe hiss from Voldemort who turned to Lucius.

"What is this, Lucius? I thought you said your son was ready to join us?" Anger, fire red, burned in the Dark Lord's eyes and Lucius was taken aback. Never in all his years of service had that look been sent his way.

"My Lord, I do not know what the Nott boy speaks of. I just sent a missive to Draco today reminding him of his duties here. I have not heard anything back." Voldemort considered this, then nodded. Leaning close to Lucius' face he spoke again.

"See that you correct this little notion your wayward son has. I'd hate to have one of the purest purebloods around end up as food for Nagini." Turning back to Theo, he spoke again.

"You are to have your first mission. The mudblood is to be taken out. I do not want her dead, that will be for Bellatrix to do later." The snake-like man reached into his robes and produced a vial of deep purple liquid. "You are to have her drink this, I care not for how you do it. She must swallow every drop."

Theo stepped forward to retrieve the vial from his master's hand. "My Lord, what does this potion do?"

"You'll find out soon enough," he rasped, "Be sure she knows that only I have the antidote." He cackled at the thought of finally getting one over on Potter's beloved mudblood. The bitch wouldn't have a clue what was going on with her.

"Dismissed." Theo bowed once more and turned to leave. "Oh and Nott," he turned back to face the Dark Lord, "That potion is the key to winning this war. The mudblood must be incapacitated. Your punishment will be beyond comprehension if you do not get this right."

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The Goyle's mansion stood on the outskirts of London. It was rather dark and imposing, not nearly as large as Malfoy Manor but still done up in the Gothic style. Gargoyles stared down at Theo with there beady eyes and they clenched their sharpened claws around their perches as he apparated onto the front lawn. Had Theo's magic signature not been recognizable to the Goyle's wards, the gargoyles would have attacked. Once when he was visiting Greg as a child, a hapless muggle had wandered onto the property and had been literally torn to shreds before his very eyes. Some would have said a child his age would be scarred, Theo was merely intrigued. Not enough to experiment on animals or other insignificant creatures, but enough to look up to his father, Dorian Nott, and follow in his footsteps.

Once inside the large oak doors, Theo was greeted by no less than have a dozen witches, each dressed in the skimpiest robes they could find.

Arianna Percell, a redhead with a curvaceous figure and an appetite for cock, was the first to reach his side. "I've missed you, Theo," she said, wrapping her self around him so that her large breasts were pressed up against him and her hand lingered on the waistband of his pants. She frowned when Corinna Reagan appeared on Theo's other side. The leggy blonde was a favorite of Nott's and Arianna knew it. Corinna returned Arianna's dark look, but Theo took advantage of the situation and wrapped an arm about either girl.

"Now, ladies, there is plenty of me to go around." He looked back at the other girls who had rushed to his side and motioned for them to follow him. The Dark Lord had entrusted him with a special task. There was much to celebrate tonight. He led his small harem into the parlor, ignoring the fact that there was a veritable orgy happening right in front of him. Couples and moresomes were spread out across the large room in varying states of undress. His eyes searched the room until they landed on the wizard he was searching for. He disentangled himself from the witches, ordering them to wait there until he returned.

Silently he strode to the far end of the hall where Greg Goyle was currently being sucked off by a witch whose named eluded Theo at that moment. There was no embarrasment among the friends who had shared more than one willing witch since there initiation into Voldemort's ranks, and so conversing while one or the other was being attended to was not a big deal.

"Goyle." Theo said.

A grunt, followed by a groan, and the dark haired young man opened his eyes to look at his friend. "Hey, Theo. You ever been sucked off by Lena? She's got a mouth like you wouldn't believe....aaaahhh Fuck, witch! Don't stop." Goyle jerked on her hair to keep her in postion.

"I've been given an assignment tonight by the Dark Lord. I need your help." Goyle grunted in response, the pressure of the witch's mouth and her fingers massaging his balls was undeniably good.

"Potter's mudblood is the assignment." Immediately Greg sat up, pushing the topless witch away from him. She whined in response and he shot her a look that she correctly interpreted as shut up or you'll suffer later. Refastening his pants, Greg got up and followed as Theo turned and headed towards the study.

Greg's parents had died the previous year of unknown causes, leaving everything to their only child. The once fat boy had slimmed down to a toned, muscular young man, his dark hair and piercing blue eyes had caused him to be desired by many a willing Pureblood witch and a few of the wizards too.

Sitting behind his large desk, he turned a questioning look Theo's way. "What do you want me to do?"

"It's simple. I have been handed a potion by the Dark Lord himself. The mudblood must be made to drink it all. You'll need to help hold her down while I force her to drink it. He does not want us to use any magical means of keeping her still, there is to be no way to trace it back to us, so her memory must be obliviated as well."

"I'll help you, if you'll put in a good word for me with the Dark Lord." Theo nodded his assent and they chatted a few more moments before returning to the parlor.

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Theo walked back into the parlor finding that only three girls were left waiting for him. Corinna, Arianna, and another by the name of Harley. Harley was fairly new to the revels and he had yet to have a turn with her. Deciding tonight he would take his pleasure in the busty brunette he dismissed Corinna and Arianna, both frowning at him until he arched an eyebrow in their direction.

"I will call for you when I have need of you, until then you'll not let another have you." Most nights ended with Arianna, Corinna and himself in a tangle of limbs. Tonight would be no different, save for the fact that he was going to enjoy this new treat before him first.

"Harley, follow me." Turning on his heel, Theo marched upstairs to the room that was permanently his. It was decked out in the subtle hints of black and blue. The giant bed taking up a majority of the room. Harley followed him silently inside.

Once the door was closed Theo motioned for her to stand in the center. He removed his cloak and stood before her in a black button down shirt, black trousers, and heavy boots. He surveyed what was soon to be his newest conquest. She was of average height. She had wavy brunette hair that was tousled about her shoulders, her eyes were brown, the shape doe-like. Her lips were pink and plump and he could envision his cock sliding between them with no problems. She was endowed with healthy sized breasts and a plump arse. He would definitely enjoy this, he though as he felt himself harden at the thoughts running through his mind.

"Remove your clothes please," he instructed her and moved to stand in front of her once she had complied. Reaching out with one finger he gently rubbed one nipple, watching it tighten beneath his touch. He switched his finger to the other nipple, and this time Harley sighed at the pleasurable touch. This brought a smile to Theo's face as he knew he had a responsive witch on his hands, and they were certainly the best kind.

He ran his finger from her nipple straight down to her womanhood, briefly pausing to admire her clean shaven pussy before thrusting a finger inside of her. Harley gasped in surprise, but as she had been already turned on from watching the other Death Eaters and groupies go at it in the parlor, it didn't hurt.

"Already wet, I see. Well, good. Get up on the bed, on your hands and knees." Harley jumped to do his bidding. She had heard that although sometimes Theo could be an incredibly giving lover, he also liked games. The idea of games intrigued her mightily and she felt herself grow wetter at the idea of what could happen next.

Theo quickly disrobed, leaving only his silk boxers on. He walked over to his armoire and reached inside for a hard leather bound paddle. Harley saw this and grinned to herself. So he wanted to be a bit of a dominant. That was quite alright with her, she loved the feel of leather slapping her, it aroused her in ways other things could not. He wanted to see her plump arse turn a juicy red. He returned to the bed and knelt behind her.

"If you are a good girl and take your punishment, you will be rewarded. Do you understand?" He questioned her, his voice already husky with desire. He could smell her and couldn't wait to sink his cock inside of her dripping pussy.

"Yes, sir" She whispered, secretly elated that he was really going to paddle her arse.

"Were you watching the others in the parlor?"

"Yes, sir." she answered and was 'rewarded' when he tapped the leather paddle against her buttocks. He hadn't hit her hard enough to hurt, but it was enough to send tingles through her body. She moaned quietly.

"Did you get wet at the sight of them?" His voice was thick. He needed release, but not until she succumbed first.

"Yes, sir," she replied meekly. A resounding 'thwack' filled the room, this hit stinging more than the previous one, and arousing her even more. She undulated her hips and Theo's eyes were hypnotized. He hit her again, then ran the edge of the paddle between her pussy lips and against her clit. Harley gasped at the contact and Theo's erection tightened at the sound. He ran the edge back and forth lightly a few times, causing Harley to push back against it in search of a deeper contact.

Abruptly, he removed the paddle and asked another question.

"Did you want to join in with them?"

"Yes, sir." 'THWACK' 'THWACK' 'THWACK' Three hits this time, no harder than the last but the resutling stings went straight to her pussy and she could not believe how wet she felt herself getting. She was highly aroused and wondered how much more she could take before she exploded.

Theo watched as her arse turned the shade of red he was hoping for. He placed the paddle next to him on the bed and began to spank her with one hand while thrusting to fingers inside of her with another. Harley gasped and moaned. Her inner walls tightening around his fingers.

"Theo....oh Gods," she groaned as he pumped his fingers in and out. He gave one last slap on her arse and removed his fingers. Shoving off his boxers, he flipped her over and shoved his throbbing cock into her core. Both of them groaned deeply at the contact.

Theo's pace was hard and fast and in minutes Harley was convulsing around him, shock waves of pleasure spiraling through her. Her screams were loud and she locked her legs around his waist trying to bring him deeper inside of her. Theo thrust deeply, and was surprised at how tight she was. Most of the other girls had been used so much that they weren't as tight as they once had been. He'd have to keep this one for himself a little longer.

It only took a few more minutes for Theo to reach his climax, and he slammed one final time into Harley. She gave in to another climax as his seed spilled inside of her. Both of them were sweaty and exhausted. Theo rolled off of her, but anchored her to his side so that she wouldn't try to leave.

His thoughts turned to the task ahead, and how he relished being the one to give Potter's Mudblood the potion. He'd make sure she knew how much he enjoyed it too. After all she was going to be obliviated anyway. The slow, steady breathing next to him alerted him to the fact that Harley had fallen asleep.

Gently sliding out of the bed he summoned a house-elf and requested that Corinna and Arianna be brought to him. He knew they despised each other and found amusement in making them play with each other. He wouldn't touch them, but he would certainly enjoy Harley's body as he watched them. And all the while he would think about what he could do to Granger while Goyle held her down. The smile that appeared on his face was nothing short of sinister and if Harley had been awake to see it, she would have questioned exactly what she had gotten herself into.

Author's Notes: HarryGinny4eva and Dreamweaver thanks so much for your reviews....Everyone else, i hope you enjoy and let me know what you like or don't like!