Torn - Repost

TITLE: Torn
AUTHOR: Ravenkiss
STATUS/PART: 7/?
EMAIL: Ravenkiss2000@yahoo.com
RATING: NC17
PAIRING: SS/??, SS/RL, SS/RH
SPOILERS: OOP
WARNINGS: AU, M/M Slash, Rape, Violence, Mpreg
DISCLAIMER: Not mine, no money made.
SUMMARY: There is one final prank to be played.
AUTHOR\'S NOTES: Anyone offended by the idea of a rape should skip to the middle of this chapter.
Beta: The Goblet and Tall oaks

Part - 7

Harry had no idea how he had gotten to this dark cold place; in fact, he was not even sure where he was.


He drew his wand from his back pocket and nervously cast a \'Lumos\' spell. When his eyes adjusted to the light he could see a Slytherin banner on the wall. There was also a large, very flattering if somewhat puzzled looking painting of Salazar Slytherin over the mantle, so he assumed he must be somewhere in the dungeon.

The portrait looked furious. He thought that it tried to speak, but Harry could not hear anything, so he ignored it. For some reason, he did not wish to know what that particular Founder had to say.


Bookshelves lined the stone walls and appeared to contain dusty leather bound books in every conceivable subject. Many seemed to have to do with the Dark Arts, yet there was an amazing array of other books including ones devoted to alchemy, transfigurations and potion also. Noting that some of the volumes were not in English, he had no idea what they contained.


Before he could completely take in his surroundings, Harry heard noises coming from the next room. There was a loud, somewhat odd squeaking and thumping. He listened to the strange sounds and for some reason what those sounds filled him with dread.


But why should they? It sounded like someone bouncing on a bed. Why should that seem ominous?


Heart in his throat, Harry crept into the next room. The sight that greeted him was something too horrible for his sickest nightmare.


Professor Snape lay naked, bloody, and unconscious; his limp form was half on, half off the large four poster bed. His wrists were bound behind his back, and a black cloth had been stuffed into his mouth obviously being used as a gag.


Someone stood behind him. Strong hands bruised his pale slim hips and a larger fully clothed man was thrusting violently into his body.


Harry did not want to believe what he was seeing! This was wrong. They were just supposed to be playing pranks. No one was supposed to get hurt.


His mind did not want comprehend that he was watching his godfather rape Professor Snape! Petrified, unable to move, he watched as his father\'s friend grunted and moaned, slamming deep into the bound man before him.


Finally, the Gryffindor threw back his head and howled as he climaxed.


Flushed and heaving from the exertion, Sirius used a cleaning spell on himself. He did not use one to remove the blood and semen that flowed freely down Snape\'s bruised thighs. Black smirked to himself and tucked his now flaccid cock back into his fly. Turning, he noticed Harry, and winked conspiratorially.


\"That will show the Slytherins what a pathetic bitch their Head of House is. I just wish I could see his face when he wakes up and discovers what happened.\" Taking a vial of dark liquid from his vest pocket he slowly poured its contents onto his victim\'s back, bruised hips, and over his buttocks.


He seemed particularly fascinated as it mixed with the blood and semen, dripping slowly down the pale skin of his thighs. After a few moments of savoring the sight, he turned and strode past Harry, patting him on the head as he walked out through the door. The only sound Harry could hear was that of Sirius\' laughter, and even that quickly faded.


Suddenly realizing that he was alone, Harry blinked as he snap out of his stupor. With a gasp of horror, he found his eyes drawn to the battered form of Severus Snape. The pale Slytherin still lay naked and bleeding on the bed. The young man rushed to his unconscious potions teacher.


\"Sir? Professor Snape? Please wake up!\" He gingerly shook the man on the bed, but received no response. \"Please be alright. Please, I\'m sorry, I\'m sorry...\"


Snape did not stir; in fact he barely seemed to breathe. Harry pulled pitifully at the ropes that bound the injured man, but they were too strong, and his fingers just would not work. \"Professor?\" he whispered brokenly.

\"In here!\" the concerned voice of Remus Lupin yelled as Severus\' door flew open. \"He must be...\"


Remus Lupin and the Headmaster froze in the doorway as several candles flashed to life with a snap of Dumbledore\'s fingers. The painting of the Alchemist had alerted them that something was wrong in the Dungeon. He had been visiting Salazar Slytherin\'s portrait when they heard the sounds of a struggle in the darkness. Immediately he had rushed to find Dumbledore, while Slytherin stayed to see if he could find out what was happening to the Head of his House.


The startled wizards gapped, first at the battered bloody form of Severus Snape, and then slowly they turned to the young man with looks of horror on their faces as he jumped guiltily to his feet.


\"Harry? Oh, Harry, what have you done?\" Dumbledore\'s raspy voice whispered. The usually kindly face was a mask of horror.


Harry gulped as comprehension dawned. \"No! It was not... You don\'t think that I did this to him?\" Eyes clouded by tears, Harry backed away from the accusing looks.


\"I-it was Sirius! He did it! I tried to stop him! Sirius is the one that has been playing all of the pranks on Snape!\" he cried knowing that he could no longer protect his godfather.


\"Harry,\" said Remus softly, a tear ran down his scarred cheek, \"Sirius is dead. He died two years ago.\"


\"Died?\" Harry shook his head weakly. Then he stood and stared at the marauder. \"No, you are lying, Sirius is here at Hogwarts!\"

\"I am sorry child, don\'t you remember? Belletrix LeStrange cast the Killing Curse on your godfather, he fell through the veil in the Ministry,\" said Dumbledore softly. \"Sirius Black is dead.\"

\"No, Sirius is here! I saw him. I spoke to him. Sirius is alive.\" The young man\'s green eyes were wide with fear as he backed up against the wall. \"He is alive! You must believe me!\"


\"My dear child, he was never here,\" the Headmaster whispered. \"The castle and grounds are heavily warded against intruders because of McNair and his fellow Death Eaters. No unauthorized persons could get near this castle. Alarms would have sounded instantly had anyone other then a student or staff member tried to enter here, even by portkey or secret passage.\"


\"No,\" the boy-who-lived gasped weakly. \"I saw him...\"


\"Come to me Harry,\" Albus tried his best to keep his voice even as he watched The Boy-who-lived trembling and near panic. He was very much aware that the young man before him was the most powerful wizard since Merlin. If he lashed out, they could all be in danger. The Headmaster knew that he had to defuse the situation quickly for all of their sakes, especially Severus, who was badly in need of care. \"Everything will be alright Harry. Remus will call Madam Pomfrey to take care of Severus while we talk.\" The Headmaster held out his arms, inviting the trembling young man into his embrace. Harry hesitated, unsure what to do, but then he looked down at the Potions Master\'s violated body, whimpered helplessly and ran to Dumbledore. The old wizard stroked his back gently, as the young man dissolved into broken sobs.


\"Shh, do not cry Harry. We will take care of him.\"


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Several hours later, Severus woke with a start.


Holding back a cry, he sat up with a burning pain deep inside his body. An intense throbbing that could have only one cause. Forced penetration. Rape.


It had been Sirius Black. Black had surprised him in the dark. The bastard had bound him, beat him, and raped him.


But Sirius Black was dead.


Standing slowly, he fell back; his injured leg would not bear his weight. Seeing his cane next to the nightstand, he reached with a trembling hand and grasped the curved handle. Gingerly, he attempted to stand, this time with better results.


His black eyes fixed on the light coming from beneath the closed door; he shivered with a cold that had nothing to do with the inadequate hospital gown, and moved slowly towards the door.


He was shaking so badly that even with the cane, he could barely walk.


Severus feared that he must be insane; Sirius Black was dead and a dead men could not beat or rape anyone.


\"Harry will be well cared for,\" he heard Dumbledore\'s familiar, calm voice speaking softly from the other side of the door.


He walked toward that voice in the darkness; he wanted to go to Dumbledore. Severus felt the desperate need to be calmed.


But he stopped at the door as he heard the Headmaster continued with, \"The doctors at St. Mungo\'s will do everything they can for him, but I fear that whatever is wrong with the poor boy is beyond even their ability to heal. He will likely be in St Mungo\'s for the rest of his life. We need to remain focused on Severus. It is he who most needs us now.\"


Potter is injured beyond anyone\'s ability heal him? What had happened?\' Severus still had negative feelings towards the boy but he had never wished him any real harm. He felt nauseated as he wondered if the person impersonating Black had also raped Harry Potter?


\"Were you able to ascertain what potion Harry poured on Severus after he r...\" Remus\' voice trailed off, unable to finish the vile word. \"After Harry, assaulted him.\"


\'Potter? It was Potter that raped me?\' Severus felt as if his throat tighten.


\"Yes,\" the Headmaster answered. \"It was a very powerful type of fertilizer potion. I found the cauldron that he had used, hidden in Moaning Myrtle\'s bathroom. There was also a large supply of Polyjuice and a hairbrush that belonged to Sirius Black. Though strangely, Myrtle herself seems to have gone missing. I will check with the other ghosts, but I fear Harry may have exorcised her in order to keep his secret.\"


\'Potter used a fertilizer potion on me! If the potion had a hair in it that would mean ... Oh Merlin!\'


\"Albus, are you saying that Severus is pregnant?\" gasped Remus; finishing Severus\' horrified thought.


\"Yes,\" the Headmaster confirmed sadly.


\"How could Harry do this? How could this happen?\" the younger Gryffindor gulped but whispered almost to himself, \"I knew that he had become quiet and withdrawn, but my god Albus, how could we not see how ill he truly was?\"


There was a long uncomfortable silence. Severus\' leg began to ache and he started to fidget. Should he reveal his presence? His hand reached out towards the knob when the old man\'s low raspy voice finally spoke, \"I suspected at the beginning, that Harry was the prankster.\"


\"What?\" Lupin gasped in disbelief. Severus, not sure whether he should be angry or hurt, sought the white wall for support. He could hear the werewolf\'s fury as Remus growled at Dumbledore. \"You knew? You let Severus be hurt again!\"


\"No Remus,\" said Dumbledore quickly. \"I swear that I did not believe he meant any harm. When the pranks first started, they were all just harmless nuisances. I did suspect that Harry might be behind them. I truly thought that he was working through issues after the battle with Voldemort. You know the antagonism that existed between he and Severus.\" The shame in the older wizard\'s voice was painful to hear. \"After the incident in the Great hall, I had intended to speak to him. But before I had the chance Severus was injured by the Bubotuber pus. That prank had been so vicious that I convinced myself that Harry could not possibly be the perpetrator. ...\"


\"You are not to blame for that,\" said Remus sadly. \"None of us ever dreamed that Harry was capable of such a thing.\"


\'No, and Sirius Black was not capable of attempted murder!\' Snape shook with rage. \'They are making excuses for Potter!\'


\"In a way it was not Harry that did these horrible things. From what I could determine from his ravings; I believe that poor Harry\'s deluded mind could not cope with either Sirius\' death, or the irrational anger that he had fixated on Severus because of it,\" Dumbledore explained to the silent Lupin. \"Something inside the boy snapped. He has completely suppressed the memory of his godfather\'s death. And having heard stories of the Marauders and their pranks he did things to hurt Severus that in his deluded state he imagined Sirius would do. That is why he played all of those horrible pranks. Harry thought Sirius would see this last act as the ultimate humiliation for Severus,\" Dumbledore\'s voice was tight with emotion.


\"I cannot believe this is happening,\" Remus shook his head sadly.


\"Harry told me that \'Sirius\' raped Severus to make him his bitch, as he put it. He thought that everyone would consider him damaged. That if he did this neither you, nor anyone else would ever want him,\" said the older wizard, his voice tight.


\"Harry did this because of me?\" gasped Remus in horror.


\"I fear so. He decided that he had to save you from yourself. The part of his mind that was \'Sirius\' wanted to destroy everyone\'s respect for Severus, and drive him from Hogwarts in disgrace. Harry used the potion to impregnate the Head of Slytherin House with the child of someone who was as un-Slytherin like as it was possible to be.\"


\"But how could he believe that any of us would turn on Severus because he was raped?\" Lupin asked. \"That is...\"


\"Insane? You must remember that Harry is completely delusional Remus, I can only assume that his actions made sense to him. But there is something more important that we need to discuss. Madam Pomfrey and I did a number of tests on Severus. He is pregnant, but the potion used was powerful, with some extremely dark magic involved. There seems to be some sort of magical interference from the potion that has made it impossible to know who the other father is. All that we can tell for certain is that there is only one child, a girl,\" Dumbledore continued. \"The complication is that there were hairs from two people in the potion. Surprisingly, they did not belong to either Harry or Sirius.\"


\"If the hairs were not from Harry or Sirius, then whose are they?\" asked Remus with dread.


\"As strange as it may sound, some of the hairs were actually yours Remus.\"


\"Mine? The child might be mine?\" gasped Remus.


So did Severus, who leaned against the doorway, his heart in his throat.


\"What about the other hairs?\" the werewolf cautiously asked the question that was on Severus\' mind.


Dumbledore said one word. \"Hagrid.\"


Both Remus Lupin and Albus Dumbledore turned at what could only be the sound of a body striking the floor.


Severus Snape had fainted.


tbc