A Wound Too Deep

Very very dark fic.. don't read it you don't like rape fics..


A Wound Too Deep

Rays of the morning sun were coming through the only window in the room. Two figures we still asleep in bed. Slightly shorter one opened his eyes lazily and was blinded by the light. He rubbed his eyes and then fixed his gaze at the other one next to him.

He stroked the other man's hair lightly and was delighted to hear little moan coming from the other. He carefully pulled the covers away and started to place butterfly kisses along his partners body. Last night's events were still fresh in his memory. Now he ruthless took advantage all the knowledge he had learned from this amazing being lying besides him.

He gently moved his hands to stroke his companions manhood and he could feel rather than see that the other one was about to wake.
His partner opened his eyes slowly.

"Morning love. Did you have sweet dreams?" he asked as he still continued stroking him.

"Oh, god. What a way to wake up. Are you trying to give me a heart attack Harry?"

"I can stop if that is what you really want," Harry answered and tried to look innocent.

"God, please continue," the older one replied.

Harry continued his demonstrations and finally took him into his wet mouth.

"OH GOD, Harry!" the other one cried out and it didn't take long for him to come. Harry swallowed everything and then let him go. He kissed his partner; who could taste himself in Harry's mouth.

"So, tell me. Did you have sweet dreams?" Harry asked again.

"Of course I did. I dreamt about you," the man answered and placed a kiss on Harry's forehead.

There was a comfortable silence between them as they looked at each other for a moment.

"Did last night meant something?" Harry's partner asked quietly.

"What are you talking about? Of course it meant something, you stupid git," Harry answered with a breath taking smile.

Green eyes met brown eyes.

"You' re not kidding me?"

"Of course not!" Harry said and gave him a little peck on the cheek before getting up from bed.

"Do you want coffee or tea?" Harry shouted from the kitchen.

"Coffee would be nice," Came an answer from the door.

Harry turned around and saw that this wasn't the man he had spend the night together. Actually this was his godfather, the other man's husband.

"Morning Sirius," Harry said cheerfully and hoped that when Remus heard Sirius' voice he would stay hidden in his bedroom.

"Morning. Am I interrupting something or did I imagine that you have company here?" Sirius asked as he sat down.

"Well.." Harry didn't have a chance to finish his sentence when Remus came in the kitchen drying his hair after a shower.

"Where did you Harry threw my boxers? I can't find.." Remus trailed off as he saw Sirius sitting at the kitchen table.

"So this is where you've been hiding. 'Emergency calls from work' up my arse," Sirius stood up and his eyes were blazing with fire.

"Sirius, this isn't what you think.." Harry tried but it was pointless.

"Isn't what I think?! You don't know what I think! And you.." Sirius' finger was pointing at Remus.

"You come with me and you'll never set a foot in this house, is that clear?" Sirius was furious. Harry hadn't ever seen him like this.

"Yes, Sirius," Remus replied and disapparated with a tiny pop.

Sirius turned his eyes on Harry.

"How could you, Harry. How could you do this to me," Sirius had a maniac look in his eyes.

"I'm sorry. I... we.." Harry couldn't say anything in his defence.

"You're not sorry enough. You'll pay about what you did to Remus by experiencing it yourself," Sirius said and it was then Harry realised that Sirius was in denial.
Sirius couldn't accept the thought about Remus sleeping with Harry willingly. Harry was as good as a rapist in Sirius' eyes.

"You can't be serious," Harry whispered as he finally understood the meaning of Sirius' words.

"I am. You can only blame yourself for this. You knew Remus would never give himself to you willingly, still you had to have him. You always take everything I have from me. you took Lily and James and now you're trying to take Remus too." Sirius looked at Harry with haunting eyes. It was obvious that Azkaban had done more damage than Harry had thought.

Harry had foolishly left his wand in the bedroom, so he was unarmed when Sirius advanced on him. In mere seconds Harry was on his stomach and trapped between Sirius and the kitchen table.

"It's time for a little bitch like you to learn a lesson," Sirius leaned to whisper to Harry's ear.

Sirius took Harry's boxers roughly away. He felt how Sirius opened his own trousers and Harry was hoping that Sirius would be quick.

But that wasn't the case. Sirius made it feel like an eternity. He was too rough but that was to be expected.

After a time what felt like hours, Harry started to like it. He couldn't help it. This was after all one of his fantasies. Well maybe not the situation but he had fantasised Sirius claming him as roughly as possible.

His body started to react and a moan escaped from his lips.

"I knew you would like this. I bet you've said that to Remus when you forced him to bed with you," Sirius said coldly.

"Moan for me, Harry. Moan for me and I'll touch you," Sirius said to Harry's ear.

And Harry moaned. Sirius did as he promised and started a steady pace. Harry's moans increased radically and in few minutes he came shouting Sirius' name. Sirius came as well and after calming down he withdrew out of Harry.

Harry was still breathing hard when Sirius released him. He sunk to the floor and realisation kicked in, he started to cry. Silent tears were running down his cheeks. Sirius left at some point but he didn't notice. He sat there rocking himself back and forth.

Harry didn't left his apartment for a month. He was ashamed of what he had done and he couldn't even look in to the mirror. He became self-destructive, slashing his arms but never did he try to kill himself. He wanted to feel alive again and only by hurting himself he felt it.

Sirius paid a visit to Harry's apartment and after he left Harry couldn't take it anymore. Some scratches weren't enough for Harry and he made another wound too deep to heal.


THE END