I\'m Superman
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
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Adult +
Chapters:
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1,977
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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, and I do not make any money from these writings....also use of Religion, so those sensative must be ware please...such as priest using a boy in a wrong way.
I'm Superman
I am Superman:
Footsteps...quiet but meaningful filled the staircase outside of his room as he lay still his eyes tight trying to breath though the pain already aching in his side,his chest heaving with the fear that coursed through his vain's making his eyes squeeze tighter to try and stop the tears that had threatened to fall, his limbs coming up to curl in on himself as he did so,his hands covering his head...more footsteps followed until the hollow wooden sound of the steps changed to that of stone and followed down the halls heading toward his door like it did most nights.
"Please...keep walking"
The sound of the steps stopped outside of the door.
"Please...KEEP WALKING"
The door creaked open and closed silently behind who ever had been at the door before...but he knew who it was...
"Please...go away"
The sound of old wood creaking bellow heavy feat and shortly followed by the soft thud of feat on a threadbare and old dusty rug soon followed those...with in a short distance the sound of soft breathing could be heard.
"Please...GO AWAY!!!"
The sound of the bed springs giving way to the extra weight cut into the silence of the room, the sound of the wind outside was enough to muffle the silent whimpers of the boy lying on the bed pretending to be asleep.
"please...don't touch me"
The man reached over and touched him on the arm, pulling him to lie on his back and face him, waiting for the boy to open his eyes and look up at him, marvelling at how such a beautiful faced creature could make his face so ugly by scrunching it up to look like wrinkled old Father Michael had permanently. "Open your eyes Gilderoy and for heavens sake don't pull your face like that, or it will get stuck that way"
"Please...don't TOUCH ME!!!"
Gilderoy opened his eyes and looked up his face surprisingly blank for all the fear in his body, as tense as a bow string in the dark room, not so much as a candle on. "Sister Margaret informed me that you were a very bad boy today Gilderoy...do you want to tell me your sins?" he asked motioning for Gilderoy to sit up and stared at him waiting for an explanation.
"Please...don't hurt me"
"It wasn't my fault Father Peter...We were playing soccer and one of the younger boys kicked the ball over the wall and I did ask Father Andrew if I could get the ball! But Sister Margaret didn't know that I had asked Father Andrew if I could and she thought I had left the yard without permission sir" he looked straight ahead not looking at him and not rushing just telling it as if he had read it from a book.
"Please...don't HURT ME"
"Your a liar Gilderoy...and lying is a sin...and sinners must be punished" said Father Peter in a calm voice the storm outside showing just what Gilderoy was feeling inside,but he nodded and waited for the inevitable "get up and take your Pajama's off and lets get your penance over with...I am certain that you will sleep better once this is off of your chest young man" with that he stood up and moved to the corner of the room and retrieved the cane.
"Please...don't be angry"
Gilderoy stood up off of the bed and quickly removed his rough cotton nightshirt and folded it neatly before putting it on his biscuit thin pillow and faced the window his hands covering himself faining modesty, when all it really was was hiding himself from father Peter,then knelt in front of the his bed"In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. My last confession was 2 days ago..." said Gilderoy tensing as he felt Father Peter walk up behind him "and what are your sins my son?" came his voice waiting,Gilderoy remained silent for a moment before answering "I lied to Father Andrew yesterday and told him that I had gone to the bathroom when I had actually gone back to my room to get the book I had forgotten for class...I got into a fight with Eric Doyle yesterday for steeling my toast, and this morning I mocked him for being a kak-eyed when shooting goals,and I ...lied to you when I told you I had gone over the wall to get the ball with permission..."he said knowing better than to contradict Father Peters belief.
"Please....don't BE ANGRY"
"Those were very naughty things of you to do Gilderoy and I'm afraid that you will need to be punished for them...2 Hail Mary's 1 Our Fathers" His shoulders tensed knowing how upset the Priest must have been with him and nodded saying quietly "Yes Father" Father Peter smiled and nodded "God the father of mercies, through the death and resurrection of his son, has reconciled the world to himself. He sent the Holy Spirit among us for forgiveness of sins. Through the ministry of the Church, may God grant you pardon and peace, and I absolve you from your sins in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Amen....Give thanks to the Lord for He is good" Gilderoy crossed himself and answered "For His mercy endures forever."
"Please...have mercy"
Gilderoy leaned forward on the bed and gripped the other end as Father Peter walked to the side of him the cane tapping the side of the bed when he finally came to a halt and raised it "You may begin" he said waiting "Hail Mary...one... full of grace...two... the Lord is with thee...three...Blessed art thou among women...four... and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, ...FIVE...ahhh "father Peter broke in and said "don't loose your place Gilderoy or we'll start all over again" Gilderoy felt a cold rush run down his spine and he nodded"...Jesus...six...Holy Mary, Mother of God...seven... pray for us sinners now...eight..., and at the hour of our death....nine... Amen. ...T..TEN!!!..." he said repeating the process a second time and then the same for the Our Father...by the time he was finished he cane had left 30 marks up and down his thighs,ass and back...his body shaking with silent sobs.
"Please...HAVE MERCY!!!"
Gilderoy knew what was about to happen and he could never prepare himself for it, the bile working its way through his stomach burned his insides,threatening to bring up the boiled cabbage he had eaten for dinner as father Peter got onto his knees behind him "Please Father...you don't have to do this!"he begged but Father Peter answered "This is your penance accept it" Gilderoy heard the inevitable sound of the rustling of clothing behind him and he tried to brace himself for what was to come,and he felt it...sliding into his body splitting it in two and stabbing deep inside him, making him cry out in pain...the rough cloth of the priests pajama's rubbing against the lines pink and red welts on his back,ass and legs that would no doubt remain there for weeks to come...
"don't come near me,please go away,don't touch me,don't hurt me,please don't be angry...have mercy"
Gilderoy had no idea what was happening but everything seemed to go to a standstill all he could think of was how much pain he was in and how dirty he felt and how much he wished he could just disappear or that Father Peter would disappear and stop hurting him...he didn't understand why this was happening,was he really so bad ... he wished it would just stop...go away, something built inside of him until suddenly as if it had all shot through him as if a bomb had gone off and a cannon fired it happened in the blink of an eye...
"don't come near me,please go away,don't touch me,don't hurt me,please don't be angry...HAVE MERCY"
Gilderoy lay on his side thrown all the way across the room into the corner of the room,where there was a collection of soft dirty clothes ready for laundering,cushioning his fall, and Father Peter had been thrown through the door and hit the banister breaking it and falling down a flght of stairs and had come to land with a loud thud onto the ground bellow. Gilderoy stood up and looked around the room...the circular window above his bed had not only been shattered into pieces but had disintegrated into nothing...the weather outside seemed to slowly clear sending cooling healing air around the stuffy room. Father Andrew ran into his room finding Gilderoy naked and bleeding his hair smoking slightly but otherwise...even his cane marks seemed to heal at an abnormal rate.
"No one can hurt me ever again...I.am.Superman"
Gilderoy went on for the following 2 years suspecting that he had been the cause of what had hurt and crippled father Peter...The doctors said that he could never walk again...and it was found that when he had woken from his coma 2 weeks later that he had lost all his memories... The staff and priests of the school all believed that it was by some fowl miricle that a lighting bold should shoot right through the window of the large home and hit Father Peter but not Gilderoy...even at such a close proximity to one another...(all chose to ignore the sins of the priest that had hurt Gilderoy so...saying that God had struck him down already) 2 Years later a strange man came knocking at his door telling him he was a wizard...It would be 7 years later before Gilderoy could defend himself again...this time against a wizard...the words had slipped from his mouth as he was bent forward before a window in the Slytherin common room..."Obliviate!"
"No one can hurt me ever again...I.AM.SUPERMAN!"
Footsteps...quiet but meaningful filled the staircase outside of his room as he lay still his eyes tight trying to breath though the pain already aching in his side,his chest heaving with the fear that coursed through his vain's making his eyes squeeze tighter to try and stop the tears that had threatened to fall, his limbs coming up to curl in on himself as he did so,his hands covering his head...more footsteps followed until the hollow wooden sound of the steps changed to that of stone and followed down the halls heading toward his door like it did most nights.
"Please...keep walking"
The sound of the steps stopped outside of the door.
"Please...KEEP WALKING"
The door creaked open and closed silently behind who ever had been at the door before...but he knew who it was...
"Please...go away"
The sound of old wood creaking bellow heavy feat and shortly followed by the soft thud of feat on a threadbare and old dusty rug soon followed those...with in a short distance the sound of soft breathing could be heard.
"Please...GO AWAY!!!"
The sound of the bed springs giving way to the extra weight cut into the silence of the room, the sound of the wind outside was enough to muffle the silent whimpers of the boy lying on the bed pretending to be asleep.
"please...don't touch me"
The man reached over and touched him on the arm, pulling him to lie on his back and face him, waiting for the boy to open his eyes and look up at him, marvelling at how such a beautiful faced creature could make his face so ugly by scrunching it up to look like wrinkled old Father Michael had permanently. "Open your eyes Gilderoy and for heavens sake don't pull your face like that, or it will get stuck that way"
"Please...don't TOUCH ME!!!"
Gilderoy opened his eyes and looked up his face surprisingly blank for all the fear in his body, as tense as a bow string in the dark room, not so much as a candle on. "Sister Margaret informed me that you were a very bad boy today Gilderoy...do you want to tell me your sins?" he asked motioning for Gilderoy to sit up and stared at him waiting for an explanation.
"Please...don't hurt me"
"It wasn't my fault Father Peter...We were playing soccer and one of the younger boys kicked the ball over the wall and I did ask Father Andrew if I could get the ball! But Sister Margaret didn't know that I had asked Father Andrew if I could and she thought I had left the yard without permission sir" he looked straight ahead not looking at him and not rushing just telling it as if he had read it from a book.
"Please...don't HURT ME"
"Your a liar Gilderoy...and lying is a sin...and sinners must be punished" said Father Peter in a calm voice the storm outside showing just what Gilderoy was feeling inside,but he nodded and waited for the inevitable "get up and take your Pajama's off and lets get your penance over with...I am certain that you will sleep better once this is off of your chest young man" with that he stood up and moved to the corner of the room and retrieved the cane.
"Please...don't be angry"
Gilderoy stood up off of the bed and quickly removed his rough cotton nightshirt and folded it neatly before putting it on his biscuit thin pillow and faced the window his hands covering himself faining modesty, when all it really was was hiding himself from father Peter,then knelt in front of the his bed"In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. My last confession was 2 days ago..." said Gilderoy tensing as he felt Father Peter walk up behind him "and what are your sins my son?" came his voice waiting,Gilderoy remained silent for a moment before answering "I lied to Father Andrew yesterday and told him that I had gone to the bathroom when I had actually gone back to my room to get the book I had forgotten for class...I got into a fight with Eric Doyle yesterday for steeling my toast, and this morning I mocked him for being a kak-eyed when shooting goals,and I ...lied to you when I told you I had gone over the wall to get the ball with permission..."he said knowing better than to contradict Father Peters belief.
"Please....don't BE ANGRY"
"Those were very naughty things of you to do Gilderoy and I'm afraid that you will need to be punished for them...2 Hail Mary's 1 Our Fathers" His shoulders tensed knowing how upset the Priest must have been with him and nodded saying quietly "Yes Father" Father Peter smiled and nodded "God the father of mercies, through the death and resurrection of his son, has reconciled the world to himself. He sent the Holy Spirit among us for forgiveness of sins. Through the ministry of the Church, may God grant you pardon and peace, and I absolve you from your sins in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Amen....Give thanks to the Lord for He is good" Gilderoy crossed himself and answered "For His mercy endures forever."
"Please...have mercy"
Gilderoy leaned forward on the bed and gripped the other end as Father Peter walked to the side of him the cane tapping the side of the bed when he finally came to a halt and raised it "You may begin" he said waiting "Hail Mary...one... full of grace...two... the Lord is with thee...three...Blessed art thou among women...four... and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, ...FIVE...ahhh "father Peter broke in and said "don't loose your place Gilderoy or we'll start all over again" Gilderoy felt a cold rush run down his spine and he nodded"...Jesus...six...Holy Mary, Mother of God...seven... pray for us sinners now...eight..., and at the hour of our death....nine... Amen. ...T..TEN!!!..." he said repeating the process a second time and then the same for the Our Father...by the time he was finished he cane had left 30 marks up and down his thighs,ass and back...his body shaking with silent sobs.
"Please...HAVE MERCY!!!"
Gilderoy knew what was about to happen and he could never prepare himself for it, the bile working its way through his stomach burned his insides,threatening to bring up the boiled cabbage he had eaten for dinner as father Peter got onto his knees behind him "Please Father...you don't have to do this!"he begged but Father Peter answered "This is your penance accept it" Gilderoy heard the inevitable sound of the rustling of clothing behind him and he tried to brace himself for what was to come,and he felt it...sliding into his body splitting it in two and stabbing deep inside him, making him cry out in pain...the rough cloth of the priests pajama's rubbing against the lines pink and red welts on his back,ass and legs that would no doubt remain there for weeks to come...
"don't come near me,please go away,don't touch me,don't hurt me,please don't be angry...have mercy"
Gilderoy had no idea what was happening but everything seemed to go to a standstill all he could think of was how much pain he was in and how dirty he felt and how much he wished he could just disappear or that Father Peter would disappear and stop hurting him...he didn't understand why this was happening,was he really so bad ... he wished it would just stop...go away, something built inside of him until suddenly as if it had all shot through him as if a bomb had gone off and a cannon fired it happened in the blink of an eye...
"don't come near me,please go away,don't touch me,don't hurt me,please don't be angry...HAVE MERCY"
Gilderoy lay on his side thrown all the way across the room into the corner of the room,where there was a collection of soft dirty clothes ready for laundering,cushioning his fall, and Father Peter had been thrown through the door and hit the banister breaking it and falling down a flght of stairs and had come to land with a loud thud onto the ground bellow. Gilderoy stood up and looked around the room...the circular window above his bed had not only been shattered into pieces but had disintegrated into nothing...the weather outside seemed to slowly clear sending cooling healing air around the stuffy room. Father Andrew ran into his room finding Gilderoy naked and bleeding his hair smoking slightly but otherwise...even his cane marks seemed to heal at an abnormal rate.
"No one can hurt me ever again...I.am.Superman"
Gilderoy went on for the following 2 years suspecting that he had been the cause of what had hurt and crippled father Peter...The doctors said that he could never walk again...and it was found that when he had woken from his coma 2 weeks later that he had lost all his memories... The staff and priests of the school all believed that it was by some fowl miricle that a lighting bold should shoot right through the window of the large home and hit Father Peter but not Gilderoy...even at such a close proximity to one another...(all chose to ignore the sins of the priest that had hurt Gilderoy so...saying that God had struck him down already) 2 Years later a strange man came knocking at his door telling him he was a wizard...It would be 7 years later before Gilderoy could defend himself again...this time against a wizard...the words had slipped from his mouth as he was bent forward before a window in the Slytherin common room..."Obliviate!"
"No one can hurt me ever again...I.AM.SUPERMAN!"