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Obscene inscriptions about gryffindors began to appear. Of course, mostly they were about Harry Potter.

And while Ron was usually mocked as useless keeper, who was taken into a team only because of his friend's influence, mockery about Harry was concerning not only his quidditch capabilities but also his personal life. Or rather a lack of such. In various places of school there were found obscene caricatures, which was portraying gryffindor captain, who was jerking of his own tiny penis.

Dirty rumours were spread throughout the school that the reason why Potter doesn't have a girlfriend is because he is an impotent.

Then some smartass, probably Zabini created one salty joke with homosexual punchline and this topic began to grow in popularity.

Slytherins began spreading dirty gossips about that clumsy Ron was taken into the quidditch team only because he is fucking with Potter. And soon after someone voiced this suspicion new fresco appeared in the school corridor this time instead of tiny cocked Potter, it was showing the gryffindor captain and his keeper in those kind of positions, which were implying homosexual act.

Hermione, who was a captain of the gryffindor cheerleaders, grow tired from destroying this kind of art. But the slytherin graffiti with obscene themes would appear again and again.

Ron grow so sick of all this fever that his face gained greenish hue which looked like he suffered from toxicos.

Even Harry who unlike Ron was used to mockery, and to being made fun of, would occasionally loose his cool, once he even was close to engage into a brawl with Malfoy.

It happened in Great Hall during a breakfast, it started from Zabini voicing offensive remarks about the gryffindors quidditch players, once again with implication of «close» relationships between Harry Potter and Ron Weasley. Dark skinned slytherin also was making obscene gestures while making those comments.

Malfoy immediately supported his friend, conflict was escalating and was threatening to grow into mutual slaughter.

Is unknown what would have happened if Snape hadn't arrive in time. His arrival prevented a threat of murder and mutilation. As result Gryffindor lost hundred points, Slythering got away with Snape chastifying them verbally. In Harry's eyes it was outrageously unfair, his eyes darkened in rage! It took his huge efforts to hold back from not casting some spell at Snape for covering up and defending his «snakes».

Fans from Gryffindor just as fans from Slytherins were full of angry energy, they didn't stand aside of this fever before the final match, though unlike slytherins they weren't using dirty methods like gossips and mockery about personal lives. Instead most popular accusation towards slytherins was corruption

Of course Malfoy was getting the worst of it.At every corner everyone was yelling, that he has bought himself a place in the team, that if it wasnt for his father's money, «ferret» would have been kicked out from the team already. Such words were ruining the slytherin headboy's mood. Draco lost his equanimity, and not even because his talent was doubted and mocked. The thing is the boy was afraid to dissapoint his father once again and to see his cold, scorfull look, each time he would see he felt himself as he was complete looser, empty place, garbage. Dissapointment and contempt from Lucius was scary for Draco...

The teams were preparing to the decisive match, while being subjected, to very hard pressure, relentless mockery and insults, derogative jokes and songs…

Gryffindor was craving to beat Slytherin and to take quidditch cup from them once again Slytherin was craving to get revenge h for previous defeat and to get Quidditch Cup, which they have been failing today for several years, despite the fact that Lucius Malfoy have been supplying them with everything they needed for a victory.

"We shall snatch victory from Gryffindor" Draco said once again, walking around through Slytherin Common Room nervously.

"They only have newbies in their team, Weasley is a prat. Our fans would make him loose his sense easily, "Robert Weisy said

" Our problem is Potter, " Draco was contemplating aloud.

"He is mostly your problem. You will have advantage. As a captain he will have to keep his eye on everything and to fly to his team mates to give them commands, while your only job is to notice snitch and to catch it. Nott will help you and he will do everything to make Potter loose his balance and fall off his broom.

Meanwhile, Weisy and Harper will use psychological attack on the peupper, whistles and slogans of our support team would cause him to throw up throughout whole field—

"In theory it does sound cool. But the fact is we have already lost one match and if we didn't get the Cup, father would stop providing for our team! "

He wrote about this in a letter I received this morning.

Everyone become sad - a possibility of loosing sponsorship wasn't something to rejoice about. " We shall win, " Malfoy stated once again, he sat next to Zabini - foul mouthed but achingly handsome black guy, a wet dream of many slytherins and gryffindors. He didn't really care about quidditch but Draco was his friend.

"In order to beat Gryffindor and four eyed wanker you will need «Pure Luck», — black Slytherin said, lazily looking at smoke from his cigarette. "Blaise, you know nothing about quidditch! " Draco snarled.

"Ye, Draco, I'm not interested in quidditch but I'm interested in potions and I'm sure that «Pure Luck» can bring victory to your team if this is so important for you all.

"What rubbish you talking? Pure Luck? And what the fuck potions have anything to do with this? Are you sure you smoke ordinary cigarette? "

" Pure Luck is Felix Felicis potion you dumbass! "

"It is not allowed to use this during sport competitions"

"And what? Do you have another choice? Just try not to be caught

"This idea has a huge flaw, where the fuck would we get this potion from? "

"I can ask Slughorn. I have some dirt on him. He will agree"

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"We will win, Malfoy!"

"I bet that the Cup will be ours"Draco smirked.

"You will never get the Cup, "Ron yelled" Harry is best seeker, and you just bought place in the team, with your dad's money, you were envious of Harry, you throw fits when he was accepted at first year. "

"Who is barking? Traitor of purebloofs, fucker of garbage and cocksucker of halfbloods, "Zabini said. " Maybe Potter is not bad seeker but you, Weasley, gonna fail as always"Urhart said. "Zabini is right, you got place in the team only because you sleep with scarhead

" Tommorrow we will shredd your assses! ' Potter yelled"

"Lets bet that tommorrow your ass will be shredded? "Zabini smirked.

" You have always been loosing to us. You stand no chance! "

"Are you afraid to loose the bet? " Malfoy asked

By this time there are already a lot of people gathered around, they were looking carefully, they were curious to watch and to see whether leaders of rivaling houses would launch at each other or would simply keep on exchanging with verbal abuse.

"Your ass is clenching in fear, isnt it Potter? " Dark skinned slytherin asked.

"Yes, this wanker is scared, " Draco agreed. "Potter shit himself"

"Ok, Urhart, lets bet. In front of everyone I swear and ready to take unbreakable vow that tomorrow we will crush slytherin once again" Harry said.

"Perfect. But what are we going to bet about? What winner is going to get? "

"I dont know" Potter says, looking at crowd of students from different houses surrounding him and smirking.

"I have a suggestion: captain of team of loosers shall do any request of winners" Malfoy says, staring at his rival. "

"Come on Potter, accept it, dont be afraid. Be a man" everyone around saying

"Potter, show balls! Dont be a faggot!"everyone began to yell.

"Gryffindor wanker afraid again" Crabb laughed.

"Yes, you are right - four eyes freak shit himself" Goyle says. "I can feel smell of feces"

"Smell of feces is because of Granger" Malfoy says "Potter smells like piss"

"We do accept conditions of the bet and ready to take unbreakable vow"Ron snarled, "Tomorrow we will shredd your asses. And you, as a captain of loosers, would clean all the toilets with your tongue"

Urhart nodded, Harry walked away, followed by joyfull laughter and snide comments.

"Harry, tomorrow we will take quidditch cup"Weasley said with passion, feeling confident. "If we loose, we will embarass ourselves in front of whole school" Harry says. "Everything depends on you and I. Try not to fail. If we fail then the one who cleans toilets with their own tongue would be I'

Harry was nervous in that day, was struggling to find his sleep at night, reflecting on the encaunter and on the bet. It was impossible to refuse, cause it would be seen as cowardice, yet to take such condition was hard for him. This all felt suspicious, slytherins were too sly to suddenly make such proposition.

As soon as they offered this bet something in his mind was talking about hidden danger, he was thinking about how to find a way out of such unnerving situation but suddenly Ron ruined everything, screaming that the bet is accepted. How easy is for him. If something went wrong it is not Ron who would suffer consequences.

He wasnt doubting himself and his team, he was sure they would win, they couldnt not to win because if they loose...He would be embarassed for the rest of his days. Everyone would hold him accountable for loosing. And also it is still unknown what request for a looser would entail. They likely would come up with something unpleasant like for example they may order him to show up naked in Great Hall or maybe would force him to clean toilets with toothbrush in front of whole Hogwarts thanks to Ron and his idea about toilets… ******************************* After the match

"Where is Ron? I shall talk to him"

"He acted like jerkass. He don't want to see anyone. Many blaming you for you didn't catch snitch when you had several chances

And this is for you - invitation from slytherins. They are holding a party at this evening, they want you to participate and to celebrate their victory with them. "

"Hermione, haven't I told you that reading letters of other people is not good? " Potter inquired, removing the ribbon from the parchment. "

"Stop it Harry, I must know what they are up to. They want to humiliate you, they want you to attend their feast they arranged to celebrate their victory over us. They want you to celebrate your own defeat."

"Well, this is not the worst news for today,"Potter said, quickly reading the parchment, in which they were inviting you to slytherin party, reminding him about the bet condition In the end there was a password to enter slytherin dungeons. "

"Will you go? " Hermione said with worry.

"Ye." Potter replied. "I shall submit to conditions of this bet I was forced to make thanks to Weasley's idiocy. I have lost and so I obliged to fulfill their team's wish. They said they want me to celebrate their victory together with them...This is not the worst wish they could make. I have been afraid they would come up with something worse...Yes, Hermione, I will be there, I will celebrate my defeat, my disqualification from the team. I will celebrate that I'm removed from captain position, and from the team.

I will drink for betrayal of people I mistaken for my friends. I heard Malfoy has a lot of booz. And that Zabini is good at making parties.

" And so today I will have fun with my foes, seeing that my former friends don't need me.

"Harry, don't say this. I understand you are angry, but...We need you. Ron needs you...He is just upset that's why he acts like jerkass."

"Ron has always been a jerkass, you are defending him because you are in love with him. You think I didn't know that you and Ron...That doesn't matter. You all in one boat and I'm outside of the boat. I have already been left alone and you all didn't care, you haven't even noticed it!"

"Harry we do love you! '

"Thats ok, Hermione. Today I will have fun at slytherin party. I will drink all Malfoy's wine and will throw up all over their furniture.

"I still worry"

"That will be fine"

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After the party in Slytherin Common Room:

"He is attractive, it is pity he is with Ron"

"It was our boys who made up this rumour about him with Ron"

"Yet he doesnt have a girlfriend"Pansy argued

"Have you seen gryffindor girls? Most of them are ugly. Only Patil is pretty among them. So him not having a girlfriend doesnt mean he is a fag"

"Doesnt matter, even if him sleeping with Ron was just a rumour it doesnt change that now he definitely is a fag"

Potter's body already sated most guys, so they went back to talk with their friends, while they were talking and drinking, girls decided to have their fun too. Pansy grabbed Harry's dick and began to jerk him off furiously, Millie grasped his balls and began to squeeze, Daphne Greengrass decided to push a broom in his open, sore ass. Other girls were joking and commenting, while urging Daphne to shove it deeper into gryffindor faggot. Despite passing out, heavily intoxicated, Potter did wake up from pain. Girls become afraid that they can tear his innards, so they cast the broom aside and decided to use a bottle instead. Pansy was jerking him off with such fury it was a sheer luck she managed not to tear his frenulum. Daphne was trying to shove the bottle as deep as she could. All girls laughed when sperm spurted from drunk Harry's member, he moaned either in pain or pleasure. Zabini was watching it feeling unnerved about possible consequences but wasnt sure what to do besides the show was too sweet, not everyday he can see Boy who lived being debased like this. Other slytherin boys were also very horny at such a sight of Golden Boy being raped with bottle. So after girls grow tired from playing with Potter drunk body, boys decided to rape him again. Zabini did admire this amazing sight of the hero being raped. It was hard for him to stop watching. Eventually however he decided to go look for headboy Zabini caught Malfoy and said:

"If there will be problems. Don't you dare to take a blame. Potter has come in here willingly. Whole school knows about the bet. Potter and Granger decided we want to humiliate him by forcing him to celebrate our victory with us. Potter have drunk, began acting weird and inappropriate, provoking guys. He was trying to hit on you, you were drunk, barely understand what's going on. You weren't controlling the situation, and Potter caused your erection with his shameless actions. So as result, unnatural sexual act occurred accidentally. No need to mention he was virginal. Tell that the tosser already had sex with men, with his muggle relatives on vacations.Also I believe is time for you to finish the party"

"Why? "

"Because think about possible consequences. Rape is hard to prove. But if he decided to complain he would need proofs that he was raped, for doing so his body would be examined by healers. If no injuries will be found then he won't be able to prove it was non consentual. You must finish the party, everyone are drunk, who knows what they will do. Remember, as long as his body doesn't have any injuries it will be impossible to proof it was non consentual."

"They understand, they knew they must not injure him, we did talk about this, no one wants troubles, so they know better than to leave any physical harm on him"

"Normally yes. But now they are drunk, they not control themselves, finish the party. And one another thing. You may also tell to aurors that the reason why he decided to made up story of you raping him is because after alcohol left your system, you realized what you have done, you immediately felt shame, and regret of participating in unnatural act. While he liked it so much he tried to seduce you again, hitting on you, trying to get you to date him, you rejected him, said you don't want to, that things you did this evening was a drunken shenanigans you instantly regret, that you are not gay, that you did it only because you didn't understand what you were doing. He become angry hearing this and decided to blame you in rape to get revenge on you for rejecting him"

No one was fucking Potter anymore, even quidditch team already tired of his easy body. Now they were drinking fire whiskey, laughing and discussing events occured at the party. Several boys were masturbating over his body, someone was spilling wine on his stomach. The gryffindor's face was covered by white foam, traces of sperm. White sticky liquid was trickling from his lips on his chin. Someone shoved snitch into the gryffindor captain, golden little wings were flapping between his buttocks. Another addition was "Best seeker" Written on his buttocks

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A hour later

Snape heard a quiet sobbing, the potionmaster then sensed smell of fire whiskey. He entered an alcove where the noise and smell come from. He was stunned at the sight - he saw naked Potter, who was sitting on a floor, trembling with his whole body and sobbing. There was almost emptied bottle of firewhiskey, and wet, dirty clothes beside the boy. Harry's body was covered with white sticky liquid which smells like sperm.

"What happened? " Snape asked. Harry raise his face and Severus was shocked - Potter's face was smeared with sperm, swollen from tears, his lips bloodied because he bite his own lips to blood, his was whole body was trembling and he was drunk very drunk. His eyes were looking blankly, pupils widened. —

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"So, have you done medical checking? Is it truth he was raped? '

"I did checking, took analyses. Is too early to make conclusions. I can tell for sure he wasn't beaten. No bruises. I also checked whether some magic was used on him and didn't find anything - no one forced him to do anything under spells. I also checked whether there were healing spells being used to destroy or hide evidences of violence and coercion but nothing. But there were indeed lewd actions done to him.

A foreign object was inserted in his rectum, some inscriptions were made on his buttocks. Anus has some damages like cracks. I cannot tells for sure whether it was rape or was it done with mutual consent."

"You mentioned some lewd actions, "Dumbledore said. " Can you reveal details..."

Mediwitch handed him a parchment. "Here is a full report I made. And also result of analyses. Dumbledore looked at report and handed it to Slytherin Head.

" You still doubting he was raped? Lack of bruises doesn't mean it happened with his consent. I found the boy without clothes with lot of semen on his body.

"I did thorough checking and I do confirm this evening Harry had been engaging in group sex. It wasn't only one intercourse, it was multiple sexual acts with several partners. There were abundant traces of semen which belonged to several people.

"Thats exactly what I was suspecting, " Snape said. "I knew my students celebrating victory but I hadn't been expecting that they capable of something so vile! '

" We shall not jump to conclusions Severus" Dumbledore replied.

"Sir" Pomphrey said "I shall also point out that on boy's body I found traces of his own sperm"

"What? " Snape asked in bewilderment

"Ye it wasn't only other people's semen, his own too. This means version about rape can be excluded

"Harry is unusual boy, " Dumbledore said thoughtfully. "Is possible that this is affected his sexual orientation. We just skipped something when raising him, no one touched topic of sexual relationship when interacting with him, so he grew up and he developed his own vision of this topic.We shall talk to Ron Weasley about this I believe he shall know about his friend personal life more than we do

"And I will ask mister Malfoy about what happened" Snape said. So he went to slytherin Common Room and commanded girls to leave, explaining there will be talk not designated for girls to hear. When girls complied and left, he asked:"Boys, care to tell me what you all have done to Harry Potter? "

Many were nervous, in wizarding world rape was serious crime. And not all slytherins have rich parents.

Draco began explanation:"sir, yesterday we invited Harry Potter to our party we decided to arrange after our victory over Gryffindor. This party was allowed by you and approved by mister Dumbledore. Yes, we invited Potter, no one denies this. Everyone can confirm this fact. The thing is before the match Potter strike a bet with our captain. Condition was that captain of team of loosers shall fulfill request of winner's captain.

After our victory over Gryffindor we were thinking about how to punish him and decided to made him go here to celebrate our victory with us. We wanted him to drink for Slytherin victory and to admit that we are the best. In that evening we wanted to have so much fun that Potter would memorize our victory for long. We made invitation for him, gave it to Pansy, she gave it to Hermione and Hermione gave it to him. But when Potter come here everything went not quite as we planned

Potter got drunk and began acting amoral. He began harassing our girls and insulting them, then began saying bad things about our house using obscene muggle words. We decided to get rid of him but he refused to go away and continue to drink. Many were shocked by his behaviour. Then he began to undress and to molest some guys including me

I was a bit drunk myself but I was stunned by lewd and vulgar behaviour of Potter. We all were aware of juicy rumours about him and Ron Weasley, though we refused to believe in such but suddenly we become witnesses of his amoral behaviour which was proving that Potter is sodomite. Im sorry about what happened later, I did horrible mistake and this shame will be on me for the rest of my days. I cannot his truth from you, sir, I admit that last evening I has been corrupted by Harry Potter and engaged in unnatural homosexual intercourse with him.

Potter corrupted me, I couldn't resist his lewd actions. Physiology overcome my mind and nurture and I committed this embarrassing unnatural act. I can tell that unlike me Potter does such things regularly and all these rumours we hadn't believed turned out to be truthfull. Now it is become clear why he doesn't have girlfriend - he is not interested in girls, he prefers guys. Some other of our guys couldn't resist in that evening too and this pervert coerced them into this vice. He has been requesting us and has been begging us all to do this to him, he is insatiable lustfull animal. This all happened in front of our girls some of whom even lost consciousness upon seeing these repulsive scenes

"Go to my office please"

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Draco's version sounded believable and wasn't contradicting report of Pomphrey who said that according to her checking Potter hasn't been subjected to violence and moreover experienced lot of pleasure

Despite facts, Snape couldn't believe that Lily's son could be a sodomite. Despite he hated James Potter he was normal guy and his son grow in front of Severus' eyes, it was hard to believe Harry could become a pervert who has no place among normal children.

"You don't believe me? " Draco asked. "I swear I told you truth! Do you really think it was easy for me to admit I waste my sperm on a guy? If father found out the last thing I would hear from him would be " Avada". You think I'm lying? Is he told you I raped him? He simply wants to get revenge on me for I beat him in quidditch

Then Draco left Snape's office and said to other male Slytherins who were crowding outside. "So have you all heard what I has been saying to Snape? We all shall voice same version: Potter come to us, get drunk, began acting in amoral way because he is pervert and filthy faggot. We failed to resist temptation, we were corrupted and we accidentaly unwillingly laid with this sodomite without even realizing what we are doing. Is it clear? If one of you fail and say something different then we wont simply be expelled, some would end up in Azkaban

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"Pansy, come here, " Draco said to his girlfriend. They walked away from the crowd, the girl said:"Im scared. What would happen to us? '

"Baby, was it you? Did you put snitch in his ass? "

The girl nodded. "Will they put us in prison for this? Potter snitched on us? I'm sorry, love. But you know I hated it when whole school was laughing at you and calling Potter the best seeker

"Thats ok, no one can accuse you in anything if you don't tell. You are a girl they won't suspect you. And you can also say you lost consciousness from how Potter was acting and so you didn't see anything

Meanwhile Dumbledore summoned Zabini. "What can you tell me about last evening? "

"What exactly do you mean? "

"I want to know what happened to mister Potter. According to medical report he has been subjected to lewd actions and sexual violence"

"I don't understand what violence you talking about. Lewd actions did take place yes but I can assure you there wasn't any violence against your precious mister Potter "

"So what has happened last evening? "

"I had to admit that being a big patriot of my house, yesterday I drunk a bit too much, which caused condemnation of our head boy and he demanded me to go to sleep and so I didn't participate in following events. However at the moment when Potter entered our common room I was still in there and what happened next damaged my mind. Vulgar behaviour of your prodigy shocked many

At first he began insulting our girls, then began to harass guys with inappropriate sexual proposals, then dirty harassment and lewd actions began. He ruined our party with his amoral behaviour. Draco was very upset, girls left the party in tears, guys tried to get him to leave but he refused and his behaviour was becoming gradually more shameless and lewd. He began to remove his clothes, soon he was fully naked and continued his filthy harassment. The sight of naked Potter forced me to throw up, so the head boy demanded me to go to sleep. And don't know what happened next

I can tell however that whatever happened it was fault of your Chosen One who turned out to be a sodomite, he did manage to hide it for a while, but recently outed his unnatural perverted desires when alcohol loosened his inhibitions. I think that if family of Malfoy and other boys who has been subjected to sexual harassment by your Golden boy would hire experienced lawers they can easily get your protege accused in sexual molestation and punished for this crime. Seeing that you are headmaster and cover him up all the time you likely would be removed from your position. Because you already indulged him for too long, even cover him up when he used magic against his uncle's sister. You suceed that time, but you cannot cover him up eternally, this time case is too serious. You ll be replaced with Umbridge, I must point out that she did her job well, I shall remind you that while she was ruling this place, there was not any such incidents."

Dumblefore sighed and said:"Thank you for your testimony. You are free to go"

Zabini was about to leave but then turned around and askrd:"I must asking you now - just to be sure, shall I write my parents and ask them to hire lawers? "

"No, it is fine. There is no need to bother your charming mother"

"Yes, charming she is, indeed. You just didn't meet my father yet, he is even more charming"

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"Father would kill me if Snape told him I slept with a guy" Draco shared his worry to Blaise. "No. He maybe kill you if you had brothers. But you are his only son and suppose to give him grandchildren one day. So I believe he would forgive you for this one time sticking yours into a guy while being drunk sex frustrated teenager whose shy well mannered girlfriend refuse to give you her backside

If Snape or Dumbledore or aurors ask you, it is neccesary to present situation in a way so that it look like Potter is not rape victim, instead you are a victim of sexual harassment you were subjected to at hands of this sodomite who tainted you and pressured you into sodomy, taking advantage on your intoxication.

And I think it is necessary to tell to whole school about what happened in here, we need proofs though, if you have pensieve with you we can take photos from your memories and put these photos on the wall in crowded areas. And in Great Hall too"

"Have you lost it? " Malfoy exclaimed looking at his friend. "We shall hid it, if someone find out..."

"Everyone will find out anyway. Snape interrogating our housemates, Dumbledore interrogating Gryffindor, and we shall not forget about Potter. He is in Hospital Wing we can't hid it for long. Listen, is in our best interests to convince whole school in our version. We need to spread rumours that Gryffindor tosser is a sodomite and pervert who come to our party and fucked with whole quidditch team. The more people believe in this the harder it will be for Potter to prove something. And who will believe him? At every corner they shall talk about this party, Potter will become outcast no one would listen to him. Who would wish to talk to filthy faggot?

"This is idea. You know, I have pensieve, using it I can make photos of what we did to him and put it on a wall so that everyone will be greeted with sight of Chosen One taking it from behind. This way whole Hogwarts will learn that Potter sleeps with guys, and then he will be scorned. Even if he said it was rape, everyone would think he lied, besides in those photos he is piss drunk and so not resisting, dont look scared or angry. This is our chance. You are right, Blaise. Now, there is my fucking pensieve? '

"This idea has huge flaw" Pansy said sternly while Draco went to search for pensive. "Ever heard of veritaserum and legilemency? "

"Laws not allowing using this to minors. Draco is underage. "

"And what? Since then Dumbledore cares of laws and rules, he will break all laws and rules just to cover Potter up"

"Each magic has countermeasures" Blaise said

"You mean potions blocking effect of veritaserum exist? "

"Ye. Though they not legal. But I did manage to get them. My family acquired its wealth for centuries through various illegal activities so I savvy of such things"

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Morning after

He wanted to die. He wasn't simply humiliated publicily. Slytherin lowlives raped him and did this in front of girls who were watching it and whispering something to each other

Till the end of his days he will feel sperm on his skin, his face, taste it in his mouth. He will never be able to become normal man and to receive pleasure from normal sex because each time he will recall that horrible evening. Pain he felt when Malfoy was raping him. He will feel this humiliation till the rest of his days. This trauma will likely become serious problem in his future relationships with girls

"How do you feel, my boy? " Hogwarts' Headmaster asked.

"Im not feeling well" Dumbledore was looking at him thoughtfully. "I have come to talk to you, Harry. I want you to tell me everything"

"I can't this is too personal" Potter whispered, his face burning with shame. And you probably already know everything. "

"Yes, I know. Professor Snape found you in slytherin dungeons, you were looking in a rather unsauvory way. Then he brought you here. Madam Pomphrey made all necessary medical checking. "

"What?! She looked at my body, everywhere? "

"No need to be embarrassed. She is a healer. Now tell me what happened"

"I can't. I don't want to talk about this. Sir, I'd like those memories of mine being erased! " He exclaimed, looking at the old wizard hopefully.

"Im afraid, you won't be allowed to forget. Some details of the incident are already known not only to teachers but also to students. I think officials will began investigation. You shall understand - this was extraordinary. Throughout whole history of Hogwarts it was the first time when a student was subjected to this kind of violence.

"Officials you said? "

"Officials from Department of Education, we shall find out what really happened, and you shall help with this. If you have been raped..."

"I haven't been raped! " .

"So are you trying to say it was done with mutual consent? "

" Of course not, Sir! "

"Pomphrey confirmed you hasn't been subjected to any physical or magical coercion, is it true? " The Gryffindor nodded

"Harry, I want to help you and you shall tell me everything. Otherwise I won't be able to do something for you. You ended up in Hospital Wing only recently but many already learnt about the incident in slytherin common room There are rumours in school that you was the one who started all of this. "

"Are you trying to tell me that now a whole school saying I'm a fag? "

" No. This would be exaggeration but some gossips already exist Harry, if officials decided that you have been raped, then many students of Slytherin would be expelled and arrested and this would be resulting in that the school would be closed. Such outcome would be serious for everyone in here. That's why I shall know - have you been forced? "

"No, sir"

"So it wasn't rape? " Harry nodded

"Then, can you admit it has happened with mutual consent? "

"No, I didn't want it. But I have to. This was a condition of the bet"

" How much of alcohol did you drink? "

"I don't remember"

"Do you remember, were you receiving pleasure with these youths?" "No! "

"Harry I take a look at some memories of you, and sorry, what I saw saying otherwise"

"What do you mean? "

"You said you didn't receive pleasure but your memories tell otherwise"

"What?! "

He realized that headmaster saw his brightest memories - pain, fear, humiliation were intertwining with arousal and pleasure, suddenly overwhelmed him and that's was when he felt first real orgasm, not just relief from masturbation but first real strongest orgasm in his life, this unforgettable impression was what old wizard saw after penetratinh his mind, Potter has never been good in occlumency.

"Calm down, Harry" Dumbledore said. "There is nothing wrong with you receiving pleasure. Some boys do prefer boys. You have always been special boy"

"Im not a fag! They forced me, raped me, coerced me !Why don't you believe me? They forced me. This was a condition of the bet, I had no choice! It was unfair! " He was trying to prove them something but saw only doubt and distrust in the healer's and headmaster's eyes. ***********************************************

By Dumbledore's command Harry have been staying in Hospital Wing for a third day already. The Headmaster insisted that it is necessary for Harry to stay under the healer's watch for his own good. Potter was suspecting the reason for this isolation was caused not by his health condition but by situation in school. He knew that wizarding world was hateful towards gay men because It was believed they are harming magical world by refusing to have offspring and to pass magic to next generation. It was unnerving and he cannot stop recalling how seven scumbags raped him, not simply raped, they did this while discussing every detail including sperm which was trickling out if his anus - in front of girls

Hogwarts was restless, trying to get over with such a shocking event and news that Boy-Who-Lived turned out to be Boy-Who-Was-Assfucked-And-Mouth-Fucked. The students, who have learnt of curious and shocking details of the party were now discussing it a lot. News were spread quickly, almost all students arrived early to Great Hall to hear fresh details and to discuss things, which were already known

Now gryffindors were subjected to demeaning insults not only by slytherins, now many were openly stating that Gryffindor is house of mud bloods and fags. Gryffindors didn't even time to recover from defeat in decisive match. Now they weren't simply condemning Potter. Now they were blaming him in all problems which have befallen on their house recently. They would gather sometimes, recollecting various transgressions of Potter - from his ability to talk to snakes to all the occasions when Potter do something which costed points to their House.

They gathered his belongings and packed it to his baggage, implying he shall took his things and move out when he will come back from Hospital Wing.

Some even made a petition to resort Potter to other House. Ron Weasley become one of those anti-Potter activists. He was driven by a fear - he was afraid that this incident with Potter being outed as gay would make people to recall recent rumours about his alleged sexual relationships with Potter. Ron was ready to sacrifice years of friendship and turn his back on him just to avoid suspicions about his own sexuality **********************************************************

Corridor was empty but when Harry was walking passing magical portraits - even portraits were stopping their usual conversations - wizards and witches were looking at him with disapproval, some - with disgust.Those who was portrayed on their own, were leaving their frame, and move into pictures with collective portraites to announce them that the Boy-Who-Turned-Out-To-Be-You-Know-What is coming back from Hospital Wing to Gryffindor Tower. The portraits' conversation was exactly how he learnt of his new title and this beginning was disenchanting. He turned by a corner, nearly bumping into first years from Ravenclaw. When they saw Harry they jumped away from him like he was a dementor.

Having noticed how even eleven years olds rushed away from him Harry's suspicions that whole Hogwarts knows about recent events. Even first years know even though is unlikely they understand something about things he have been accused of, they still jumped away like he was ill l with something contagious.

Harry hoped that at least his own housemates didn't believe those rumours

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Desiring to find out who have been participating in the scandalous party, Dumbledore did secret command according to which all male slytherins except for prepubescent children,were obliged to show up to hospital wing and to provide sperm samples in presence of mediwitch and under their Head of the House watch to avoid fake analyses. It was neccessary to find out names of each boy who committed unnatural sexual act with Harry Potter

"This outrageous!" Malfoy exclaimed. "I shall not be forced to do this! "

"Head of your House and Headmaster commanded you to do this, so you shall do this"Zabini said. "He has no right to make such obscene demands, this is child abuse and sexual harassment! I dont want to wank in front of elderly. If they afraid of me faking analyses then presence of Snape would be enough"

"Draco, dont be such a prude. Cool down and dont be shy" black boy said. "Im not a prude. This not about shyness. I just find this humiliating'

" Come on, it us just wanking. Dont make tragedt out of masturbation"

"Oh really? What about you? Did you do this? " Malfoy inquired.

"Ye, despite Dumbledore did assure me, that he believe Im innocent but our head of house is pain as always. He simply obssessed over this incident and over that precious Potter of his. He says that all male who hit puberty shall jerking off without exceptions and that he doesn't care about Dumbledore's assurance that I have no part in this. It is not like it was hard for me. I even brought some aid"

"You brough porno?"

"Ye. Muggle magazines with big tittied muggle whores,Penthause is called. Because I respect our headmaster a lot, I took his wishes seriously, and so I couldnt go where without preparations neccessary for success. Unfortunately Snape was asshole, says school rules not allow pornographic materials and confiscated it probably for his own use at free time. So I was forced to rely on my own memory to recall all these boobs

It was a lot of fun! Pomphrey was so shy and blushing cutely when reveal my huge black cock. Expression of Snape was priceless, he was stunned. It was hard not to laugh at his face. Imagine, I trying to concentrate on my memories hard to recall all these muggle whores chocking on huge cocks, began to wank but then I see your godfather face and "

"I wonder do you smoke regular cigarettes? "

"You just like Snape - jealous of my huge black cock" Zabini shrugged

"You know Zabini, your sassiness do amuse me from time to time but now is simply annoys. You act so badass, you think you smart but I afraid that we wont be left alone and that things wont be limited by forced masturbation. Old coot going to find out what really happened, though Potter didnt resist, he was drunk and we took advantage on him. He says he is not suspecting you and you believed him, he simply toying with you, allows you to feel like you invincible. But Potter too important for him. So doesnt matter what we say, even if what we said was truth, even if Potter really was a whore offered himself to us eagerly while being sober. Even if he was sissy faggot, always eager for some cock to fuck his slutty ass Dumbledore still would claim it was rape. Even if what we said was truth, even in that case he still would make it so like we raped him even if we really didnt do that. And dont think that double citizinship would save you.

"Potter is amoral sodomite and pervert who wanted this. Thats all, " Zabini claimed.

"Everything goes very nice, there is no reason to panic and to be hysterical"

"Yet not everyone is convinced that he is a faggot" Malfoy said.

"Dumbledore adores this freak, Poter is Chosen One so no wonder Dumbledore always took his side.

"Snape also didnt believe me"

"Dumbledore and Snape are no one, their opinion not important, not holding any weight against Ministry. Your father is head of Governor Board and Im sure whole Governor Board would vote against Potter. I think Lucius already arranging this" Blaise said.

"Ye, he does dealing with this matter" Draco confirmed without any joy. "But he is furious at me for ending up in troubles and causing him worries. I did talk with him, he is mad that this story come out and Malfoy name is in newspapers. Mother is shocked, father said he will kill me and it seems he meant it"

"He is just mad that you causing him headache thats all. Im sure that doesnt matter how angry he is at you for creating him problems to solve, he would be generous for all important people just so that this dirty story will be dealt with, because it is in his own interest to help you now

All members of Governor Board would vote to expel Potter. Parents Council will do the same. Im sure in ministry officials doing right decision. And many teachers already changed their opinion on this freak, even Slughorn who used to be ready to lick Potter ass. Potter is doomed, Slytherin has won but you still throw histerical fits. You loosing your cool recently. This is bad, in such situation being calm and composed is neccessary/p>

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The corridor was overcrowded, everyone was staring at the wall. There was inscription in big red letters just as it used to be when Chambers of secrets opened.This time however the red inscription which caught everyone's attention was saying:

"Potter is a legend Our hero He offers his ass for fucking He is changing Gryffindor colours from red to light blue* Letters would also change their colours from red to light blue and were occasionally transforming into an obscene caricatures which was depicting Potter giving blowjob to someone and having sex with men in various position. There was also a picture of Potter with snitch flying right into his ars, with inscription "Best seeker - perfection has no limits" show up above it. There was also photos from that party, added as proofs, put on both sides of the moving caricature Another difference was reaction of onlookers - they were laughing. Whistling, making salty comments. They were exciting over these caricatures and photos

Harry was staring at the wall shocked, he was bewildered that such things taking place in Hogwarts, that no prefect and teacher didnt make this crowd to walk away, didnt erase these pictures. Didnt remove these photos. It looked like teaching stuff didnt mind such behaviour and even if not encouraging, not trying to prevent it either Then Potter was noticed. Laughter stopped. Everyone looked at him with scorn and disgust

"Potter! Potter is here! Faggot! Cocksucker! Anal whore! Get him! "

He has always been good at running. This has been saving him many times.But then someone throw a spell at his spine, he fell to the floor, several seventh years from Hufflepuff surrounded him, they lifted him up, putting his hands behind his back.

"You will learn what we do to a scum like you, " One of them said, smirking.

"Guys, drag him to bathroom, this faggot will lick all the toilets with his tongue. "

"Let me go! " Harry yelled, desperately trying to free himself from their hands, but they were holding him firmly, besides several wands were aimed at him.

He was dragged into bathroom, and the company's leader said:

"I have idea. If this pervert has been swallowing Slytherin s'mores sperm, then he will eat our shit

"He pulled his pants down and sat on a toilet. They were laughing, he was taking shit with loud obscene noises, spreading stench through the bathroom.

Then he stood up, and turned around.

"Faggot, wipe my ass with your tongue. Show me what you capable of, slytherins were praising you for a reason, " He bend forward, spreading his buttocks, displaying his anus smeared with shit. At that moment a grip which was restraining Harry, weakened slightly. So Harry freed himself. They didn't have a time to react when Harry broke his captor's nose. Then kicked ass of the one who was exposing his shit smeared ars. The hufflepuff flew forward, hit himself against the toilet he has been using recently, and his nose ended up right inside the toilet where his own shit was floating

Harry wasn't looking around, he run, jumping through several steps, hearing the hufflepuffs who were on bottom steps of the same stair.

Finally he saw portrait of Fat Lady. "Password? " She asked, looking at him in annoyance.

"Gryffindor lion! " Harry yelled, holding his ribs. "Wrong password. "

What! What does it mean? Open the door right now! "

"The password has been changed"

"You are dead! You will pay for everything! " He heard behind his back. Now, they weren't rushing, they were taking their time, enclosing on him.

Suddenly MacGonaggal appeared

"What are you doing in Gryffindor tower?" She asked looking at hufflepuffs sternly.

"We have gotten lost! "

"You shall leave territory of my House immediately! "

The hufflepuffs run downstairs.

"I think it would have been better if you stayed under Madame Pomphrey's watch" She said. Harry didn't reply Macgonaggal pronounced new password. Harry followed his head of the house.

He wasn't expecting that she will escort him to Gryffindor common room, he thought she will go to her cabinet but she entered Common Room together with him.

Arrival of Harry escorted by the head of the house made a strong impression. Students fell silent. MacGonaggal's stern voice said:"Mister Potter has returned to us. Im requesting you all to act properly, " She said looking at everyone. After that she left.

"Hello" Harry said. No one replied, they were just continue to stare. The way male gryffindors looked at him wasn't different from looks he received from male students of other houses. There was contempt, even hatred in those eyes. "Guys, I want to explain you everything. All these gossips...You didn't believe them, did you? He asked, swallowing nervously.

The gryffindors faces were grim, Potter felt last scrumbles of hope leaving his soul.

" Guys, this was slytherins behind it! " He yelled in despair.

"Potter, you better answer only one question - have they fucked you? " Seamus Finnegan asked. Harry was looking at his friend's faces, looking for someone take his side but it was in vain. Even if he lied nothing could be changed, but it was hard for him to say the truth especially when so many people were looking at him, people he have spent several years with under same roof, growing together with them.

"Potter, why are you silent? " Finnegan asked. "If nothing has happened and this was just a rumour, then that's what you would have said? But seeing you are not replying...Besides, Dean saw Snape was carrying you out from the dungeons, you were naked. If those are just rumours, why were you naked? Or maybe Dean lied why would he lie about this? Dumbledore summoned Ron and asked him whether he knew something about your sexual life. Also Ron's father send a letter in which he said soon there will be officials from Department of Education, they would be investigating this story. If nothing happened then why would they decide to send Umbridge in here? "

"Umbridge?" Harry asked, stunned, instinctively he rubbed his hand with white scares, which were shaped as «I shall no lie».

"Yes.My father sent me a letter in which he said a whole Ministry is restless because the «Chosen One» turned out to be a fag and fucked with whole Slytherin

"So, Potter, don't have guts to tell the truth? Did you give your ass to Malfoy and his friends?"Seamus inquired. "Gryffindors shall speak truth"

"Everything has been orchestrated. From the beginning, I'm sure they used some outlawed method to win. "

"We know that we lost the Cup because of you. We not asking you about this. Answer truthfully: have you fucked with slytherins or not? " Dean hissed.

"Yes," Harry replied, his voice was quiet but still everyone heard him. He knew it was pointless to lie that gryffindors would eventually see those photos slytherins decide to make

"Listen, guys, they forced me, it was non consentual! You all know about that bet, this exactly what their request was really about! I mean everyone thought they just want me to go to celebrate their victory on their party so I go, then it is turned out what they really wanted me to do is...I couldn't do anything., you obviously understand this...you shall understand! " Potter said in despair he felt that they don't believe him, just as healer and Headmaster didn't believe. No one was believing him.

And though female gryffindors do look at him with compassion. Facial expressions of male gryffindors looked like it become disgusting for them to breath with same air with him. Then Ron spat at him. Parvaty squeeled and covered her mouth with her hands in shock

"If someone else done this they would choke on their own blood for this. But Im forgiving you because you are my friend" Harry says

"I dont have friends among faggots" Ron replied

Harry rushed to his bedroom, but door wont open, he realised it was sealed with a spell. They locked him out! Then he saw his baggage. It was smeared with blue paint*

He put cleansing spell to remove the paint. Then he opened the trunk and saw all his belonging was in there. Nothing was missing, even maraudeur map was in there. It wasnt taken because male gryffindors were too squeermish to use things of filthy faggot. Harry was walking away with his trunk, through gryffindor living room. Everyone was in there, gathering to see big event titled:"Filthy pervert being exiled from gryffindor house"

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Harry sat on his baggage and touched his face, recalling what has happened in Gryffindor Common Room. His best friend spat at his face.

Potter would have never think that this is how their friendship will end. Ron was like a brother for him. Now Harry realized one simple thing - throughout all this time Wesley who has always been craving for fame and popularity, was agreeing to bear a secondary role as a friend of the great Harry Potter, just so he can bask in rays of Potter's glory. And now, then «Chosen One» faced unfortunate time in his life, and become an outcast Ron was the first to spit on him, abandoning their friendship.

"Harry!" Hagrid greeted him

"I was wondering who decided to visit me, and this was you! "

"Hello" The boy began, unsure. Then he blurted out:"Can-I-live-in-here-with-you-for-a-short-amount-of-time-but-if-you-dont-want-this-I-a-couple-of-other-places-to-stay!"

"Lets go inside. Let's drink a tea with cookies. I have baked them yesterday, "gamekeeper said.

" Thank you, Hagrid, "

"So is this yours? " The giant asked about the baggage. "Yes," The former gryffindor said. The giant lifted heavy baggage like it was a feather. Harry followed after him inside the open door. Hagrid took cookies from cupboard, then began making a tea.

He then put a plate with cookies and cup of tea to Harry

"Thanks," Potter said and attempted to bite a giant gingerbread. Then he realized he better not to risk his teeth, so he put the gingerbread into his tea it hope to make it softer and edible.

"So, they kicked you out? " Hagrid asked with compassion in his tone

Harry nodded.

"This is not nice..."the giant signed with sadness— "Even if you gay to kick you out was too much"

" Hagrid, I'm not gay!"

"Of course" The giant looked at his feet in embarasment

"They all believed the «ferret» and his friends, not to me. They all think I'm a faggot! " Potter was saying in agitated tone. "Ron Weasley is scumbag! He was my best friend. He was supposed to believe me. But this son of bitch replied he doesn't have friends among faggots! " Fang began to growl. "When I said " Son of bitch" I meant Weasley, " Harry explained, looking at the hound. "Hagrid, they vilified me, it was nothing like they said, they coerced me, and now they are saying that I initiated this, that I sleep with guys. But this is not truth. I have never slept with anyone before that night

" I do believe you. When I first heard about this I said is can't be that our Harry can be this",

"Also Ron said Ministry will send officials to investigate. They all think I'm amoral and they can expell me for obscene behaviour. This Umbrudge will arrive, Draco's father is head of Governor Board he will do everything to cover up his son. They will kick me out of Hogwarts. I will have to come back to Dursleys. And then uncle Vernon will send me to Saint Brutus. I don't want to go in there! school of Saint Brutus is more like prison than school

"Albus Dumbledore will not let this injustice to happen! " The giant screamed, hitting his fist against the table.

"Yes, of course, " Potter said in pessimistic voice. "So, can I live in here with you? When I said I have a couple of other places to go I lied. Truth is I don't have anywhere to go.

" You can live in here as long as you want to, " The gamekeeper replied, wiping his tears with huge dirty handerkief, then he pressed his face into this handerkief, unable to hold on anymore, and he began weeping, very loud:"Poor little orphan! "

Harry shoved his baggage under sofa and was staring into a burning fireplace, trying not to pay attention to bloodcurling sobs of the giant.

It was hard for Harry to find his sleep at night. He was recalling today's events over and over again - he was recalling how he barely managed to escape from morally bankrupt hufflepuffs, then how was betrayed by his friends once entering Gryffindor Common Room. Loud snoring of Hagrid also made it hard to fall asleep

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He already regret that instead of asking Dobby to bring him food to Hagrid's hut he decided to go to Great Hall for breakfast. New obscene caricatures and inscriptions appeared on walls. Male students no longer even trying to hid their hatred

He didn't doubt that if he hadn't walked with his wand grasped in hand all the time he would have been attacked and beaten or something even worse.

When he was about to eat Malfoy throw some piece of garbage at him. Other students regardless of their houses decided to do the same but suddenly MacGonaggal appeared, she demanded this to stop, then she took twenty points from Slytherin and five points from other houses. Harry no longer had a desire to eat. He stood up and began to leave. But Ravenclaw student Roger Davis picked up a glass of pumpkin juice, spat in there and then poured it on Potter. The Great Hall fell silent, everyone turned their heads to gryffindor table, some were throwing glances at teachers table. MacGonaggal pressed her lips together so that they become one thin line. Slytherins were observing curiously, Potter hit Davis in the face, the punch was so strong that Davis lost his balance, he fell and his face was bloodied because of his broken nose. Then Harry pointed his wand at him and screamed:"Cru..."

"Expelliarmus!" The Head of Slytherin screamed, casting disarming spell at the gryffindor. Harry's wand flew from him.

"You must no use Unforgivable curses Potter! Or maybe do you want to go to Azkaban? "

"It is where he belongs" Malfoy said.

"Id rather to be in Azkaban, than in here! " Harry screamed, running from the Great Hall and then from Hogwarts

Constant mobbing drove him to the point than he was ready to cast unforgivable curse which would put him in Azkaban. But he longer cared, Hogwarts become hell for him.

He skipped Potions and Charms but after receiving angry letter from MacGonaggal Harry begrudgingly come back to Hogwarts so he could attend her class.

He was suspecting his housemates were probably plotting something against him. While observing them, he become sure that as soon as the lesson ended, they will give him hard time, it was likely the initiator of whether they are planning to do was Ron. Harry was thinking about how to escape from his former friends, he regret he didn't bring invisibility clock. When bell rung Harry saw some Gryffindor exchanging glances and smirking.

Suddenly, MacGonaggal stood up and said: "Everyone can go. Except for Ronald Weasley, Seamus Phienegan, and Dean Thomas. You three have been late, so I have to give you detention.

" Thank you professor, you just saved me again" Potter w whispered quickly while walking out. She pretend she didn't hear

After all lessons in Hogwarts finished all teachers go to Headmaster. Dumbledore said:"Coleagues, you do know that recently in this school happened something which has never happened in here before. I asked you to go in here because we all will have to take difficult decision and to make a choice. Tomorrow we will gather in the Great Hall to discuss behaviour of our student Harry Potter. Aside from us there will be parents, sponsors and also ministry send inspectors from Department of Education. Many of us believe is impossible that all the things he is accused of are truthfull

But most of us still believe he was initiator.

Tomorrow we will have to make a conclusion - if Harry Potter has been subjected to violence then we shall find out everyone who did this to him and to punish them, and if he is the one whose fault it was, then he would be expelled for immoral behavior inappropriate for Hogwarts student. By the end of investigation we will vote to decide whether he shall be expelled or not. Parents, sponsors, inspectors will vote and I'm sure that Harry will be expelled because majority will vote for this. Colleagues, I myself will vote to expell him, even though I believe he is not guilty, that he is a victim of circumstances. For him and for everyone it will be better if he leave. All the facts are speaking against him

And when I used legillimence in his memories I saw something what makes me doubt his innocence

What I saw kinda shocked me. He indeed had sexual intercourse with other boy in presence of several witnesses. And judging by Harry's reaction he was deriving pleasure from what other boy did. This didn't look like violence at all

"I would like you to not follow your emotions and feelings, when you will be making decision tomorrow. I would like you to vote not with your heart and soul but with clear mind. I would like you to understand consequences which may happen if you do your choice without thinking thoroughly. You shall understand what kind of irreversible events would follow if a fact of rape of Harry Potter would be confirmed. You all know how severe our law is. Students whose guilt would be proven not only would be expelled some would be send to Azkaban. Seeing that those who participated in this bacchanalia are underage Dementor kiss won't be applied to them but many boys would be imprisoned. Of course lives of these young men would be ruined. And after this story would reach masses, the school would be closed because no witch and no wizard would wish to send their child to a place, where this child can be harmed like this. Hundreds of students would be deprived of opportunity to get magical education at their homeland and keep in mind not everyone can afford expensive education abroad

Children would loose their schooling, teachers would loose their job, moreover all newspapers would spread news about rape of Harry Potter. These shocking news would shake whole wizarding world. Hundreds of wizards who like Harry Potter and believe in his exceptional destiny would be outraged at such violence against the Chosen One they would wish to get revenge on his attackers, as result families of accused students would be harmed. I'm afraid that outraged crowds could arrange lynching, then a lot of blood of innocent people would be shed. Wizarding community would be on edge of civil war and You-Know-Who would be quick to take advantage to seize power in the country. Magical Britain would be flooded with chaos and violence. This all would happen if tomorrow fact of rape of Harry Potter would be confirmed, though Harry Potter himself denies that he was forced.

Besides to leave him in Hogwarts is cruel. Even I cannot stop what is going on in school currently.Students are very hostile to Harry, he is being subjected to attacks and insults. He suffers from this, I cannot protect him, cannot order other kids to leave him alone. I think that in this situation expelling him would be the best option especially for Harry Potter himself. That's why I'm asking you to think thoroughly tomorrow

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Hagrid's hut.

Harry was cleaning the hippogriff's stable when he saw Hermione. He put a bucket of hippogriff's feces aside and rushed to Hermione, wanting to talk to her and hoping he didn't take Ron's side.

"Hermi, you shall listen to me. I need to tell you so many things. I will explain you everything and you will understand I'm not guilty. No one wants to listen to me! This has been orchestrated from the start..."

"Harry!"

"This was a real condition if the bet...We all thought they just want me to go to their party and at first it really seemed like this but when I drink too much it is turned out what they really wanted was....You see, that was what they really wanted from the start, I'm sure that they were certain that they will win that's why they agreed to take this bet.This is Ron's fault, if he hadn't offered them this bet..." Harry was talking in hurry afraid she will walk away.

"Harry, stop! I'm not blaming you in anything, I don't care if you slept with guys or not. I have nothing against such relationships between boys, I also broke up with Ron caused I tired hearing homophobic nonsense from him. I don't care whom you sleep with, I come here not for this.Tomorrow there will be hearing. That's what I wanted to tell you!

Macgonaggal requested me to give you official notification. " Hermione handed him a document. "Hearing? So soon? And in weekend"

"Yes, they apointed this for weekend on a purpose so that all teachees can participate, and students were told breakfast will be served in their common rooms because the hearing will be held in the Great Hall.

Potter unwrapped the parchment and read: «Harry James Potter! We want to notify you that the hearing about amoral behaviour and breaking school rules unbefitting for student of Higwarts will be held at 18 april of this year. We requesting you to go to Great Hall in 8 AM. Best regards, head of Department of Magical Education Olivia Oliphent» "tommorroe..." He said quietly, not tearing away his gaze from the parchment. "Tommorrow they will expel me. "

Hermione looked at her friend barely holding back from tears, then suddenly she hugged him, and whispered:"Harry what have you done? " He cautiously caressed her hair, embracing her. He felt her tears on his face. "Hermione...They left me no choice"

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He knew Ministry will send a comission, Dumbledore told him about this, Ron confirmed. At first Potter hoped he will be able to get them to admit his innocence like a year before when he was accused in using magic against muggles. But back then he was defended by Dumbledore, now the headmaster supported opinion of majority. When Harry found out that commission will be under leadership of Umbridge he realized he has no hope. It is possible her only aim is to kick him out of the school. Lucius is head of Governor Board and he will be ready to be generous just to cover up his son. Even Dumbledore and Hermione were doubting him.

At least Hermione didn't have prejudices about gays. But Ginny just like Ron thought Harry is a traitor. In her eyes the boy she loved turned out to be a disgusting perverted thing. She throw him out of her heart, trampled him and walked away leaving him humiliated dripping with tears and blood. Filthy faggot rejected by everyone, shunned away like he us contagious.

Ron didn't want to understand anything. That Harry slept with boys was most important for him. Harry tried to justify Ginny by thinking maybe she betrayed him under Ron's influence but he knew this stupid, Ginny was independent, freedom loving, don't give a shit what her brother would think. She did what she did, said what she said because she wanted to

Moral pain, physical exhaustion, constant stress everything was leaving him with his tears, cleaning his soul. Ice which appeared in his soul after rape was melting. He won't see Ron, Ginny and others anymore, tomorrow everything will ends. Dursley will put him to Brutus School which was more akin to prison for troublesome teens and underage deliquents

At night Harry was seeing nightmare about Umbridge smiling while looking at his bleeding arm, Ginny beckoning him only to spit in his face, Draco raping him.

He was breathing heaving, rolling in his sleep, meanwhile, under cover of a night, a small inconsuspicious door of the castle opened quietly, six figures slid out of there silently, they were wrapped in black robes without any distinguishing signs of houses, faces hidden by masks, they wore hoods. Without any word, unknown people, looking around, run fast to the small hut on the edge of Forbidden Forest. Door screeched, masked figures cautiously entered the gamekeeper's hut. Harry mumbled something in his sleep , strangers in black frozen still, then one of them made a gesture with his hand, others rushed to attack the sleeping boy.They dragged him out of the coach rudely, thrown him on the floor, tossed the blanket on his head. One of the attackers, their leader, tossed Harry's glasses on the floor and stepped on them, then he took Harry's wand hidden under the pillow and throw the wand in the window so that the gryffindor wont be able to use it. The blanket of Harry's head were obscuring his attackers, and also was preventing him from screaming for help.

He tried to stand up but several punches in his stomach, ribs and head followed immediately. Under rain of punches, blinded and and deafened from the fall Potter still tried to resist and attempted to stand. They were beating him brutally, hard, no one of them said a word. And Harry realized: they afraid he will recognize them by their voices. So he was attacked by someone he knows very well that's why they were tormenting him silently.

The gryffindor didn't see anything but he felt that he was beaten by only one of them, the rest were only observing the assault. Unknown bastard once again hit with all his might this time at solar plexis...The world shattered into tiny shards of pain. Potter gasped. He was trying to make at least one ingale but he couldn't breath. Spasm, which cut off access to oxygen, refused to disappear. Harry was chocking from the pain under blanket thrown on his head, it felt like his body was paralyzed. Then someone lifted him from the floor, holding him tightly. Finally the spasm began to disappear, trembling with his whole body, the boy made first breath, then second. He was breathing frantically not only because of horrible punch but also because of emotional tension.

He were given a short break so he can regain his breathing, then a horrible punch at his jaw followed...Likely, the one who was beating him, was deriving pleasure, enjoying the process and Harry's screams, so when unknown scumbag kicked Harry at crotch area, at moment before howling in pain, Potter heard a satisfied chuckle.

Then the attacker clicked his fingers, Harry was thrown on the floor again it was obvious someone was overseeing his torment and was giving commands. The gryffindor was turned on his stomach, then they tear off his underpants, forced him into a pose, bending him over, holding his arms behind his back. Harry twitched, moved. At first he thought they simply decided to kick him - it was possible Ron was among them to get revenge for Harry managed to punch his face and to break his teeth - but now their intentions were obvious - these scumbags were going to rape him, take rounds with him. After realizing it Potter began to struggle with all his might

Unknown sadist kicked him in his stomach again. Harry had good abs, he felt only how a shoe simply pressing against skin which was in between the shoe and hard muscles. But after sixth punch, the rapist managed to break his stomach muscles and now he was hitting frantically.Another hit landed at Harry's ribs, once again a chocking spasm troubled Harry's breathing and paralyzed his body. Then the scum stood behind Harry and kicked at his crotch like he wanted to smash his balls. Harry howled, nearly loosing his senses from the pain.

The battery stopped, Harry felt smell of cigarette smoke. It seems the sadist tired and decided to have a break, Potter twitched again in firm grip, which was holding him still on the floor. Tears of pain and anger, of sadness flooded Harry's eyes, but because of the blanket thrown on his head, rapists didn't see this, the gryffindor cried silently He felt he won't be able to bear this torture again, he was naked, forced into shamefull pose, he was kicked in his stomach twi times more. Gryffindor was in that terrible state when his mind was understanding everything but his body is powerless to resist.

The gryffindor understood everything and he knows that now he is going to be raped again, and that this time he will be raped by people he knows pretty well, possibly by people who were his friends.

Another click of fingers, and someone spat at Harry ' s anus, then immediately began to smear his saliva with a dickhead. Anal muscles clenched to not let the rapist's dick in but he already brought the dickhead to Harry's rectum and, stretching his buttocks apart, moved forward, parting ring of sphincter, the dick slowly sinking into Potter's rectum. The gryffindor moaned quietly from the pain.

Grasping the boy by his hips, the rapist began to fuck him, the rapist's balls were hitting against Harry's balls. The dick was entering Harry with powerfull thrusts with each push Potter shivered from pain, barely able to hold himself back from screaming. For gryffindor it felt like he is being tormented endlessly, that this nightmare will never end. But then he felt his rapist tensed, his movement quickened, then letting out a moan he began to cum.

Potter felt someone's semen filling him, the dick throbbing deep inside his body. The rapist pulled out his cick from his victim's ars and jerked it off couple of times, remains of his sperm sprayed Harry's spine and buttocks. The rapist's sperm trickled over Harry's balls and legs. As soon as first rapist walked away from his victim, his place was taken by second rapist. Just as first one, he grabbed Harry by his hips and with powerfull thrust he shoved dick into the gryffindor's ars, with harsh, strong movements he began entering and exiting Harry's anus. They were fucking him fast, hard, they were cowardly raping him, rushing to take their turn, breathing heavily and drooling. As soon as another rapist would put his semen in Harry's intestines and walked away from him, the next one would take vacant place, submerging his dick into wrecked anus. The one who was leader was standing silently and observed the gangrape but not participating.

Harry constantly felt smoke their leader's cigarette. When they finally released the gryffindor, he fell on the floor exhausted. Another click of fingers and then Potter heard his tormentors walked to the door in rush, the door screeched then closed, sounds of their steps on gravel, then everything became silent like nothing has happened.

He was laying on the cold floor and felt his lower half of his stomach tearing by pain, his anus felt like it is being burnt on fire, he felt sticky sperm trickling out from there on his legs then slowly dripping on the floor. Harry understood that he needs to stand up, clean the mess, destroy all the signs of the attack, to do it quickly so that when Hagrid' come back from Forbidden Forest he won't see Harry looking like this and would be clueless. The boy thrown the blanket off himself and inhaled. Everything was in pain - stomach, legs, neck, rectum was like on fire, judging by a pool gathered below him Harry realized this pool cannot be just the rapists' sperm trickling out of him but also his own blood. The gryffindor tried to stand but immediately fell with scream, his legs refused to hold him, blood trickled over his legs from his torn anus. He throw up several times. «Tommorrow I have a hearing yet I cannot walk»he thought. «Stand up!» — the gryffindor ordered to himself. — «I need to find my wand, to get dressed and clean everything. Now this is the most important. Stand up and go!» —

He began to stand up again, gritting his teeth. At first he stood on his knees and propping himself on his elbows he crawled to a chair nearby, which he saw as blurry dark stain in the room we'll illuminated by moonlight. The boy manage to crawl to the chair and grasped at it, trying to stand but the chair fell and the gryffindor fell again, screaming from pain.

"Stand up, damn you! " He screamed angrily. "Potter, stand up! You can do it! " He stand up and, grasping at some objects he slowly walked. His torn rectum was throbbing, making impression like someone shoved huge hot iron stake in his anus, burning all intestines but Potter managed to walk to the door, open it and to go outside - greeting his teeth, on his trembling legs covered with blood mixed with his rapists' sperm. Cold air of night time washed over his body, slightly subdying his pain. Propping himself again the hut's wall, Harry managed to go to the window, through which his rapist throw away his wand. Slowly he lowered himself on his knees and began searching the ground with his hands.

Naked, bloodied, covered with sperm of his rapist, semi blind boy was crawling on his four, thoroughly feeling up each inch of the ground, searching for his wand. He was trying not to pay attention to the pain, the pain existed but the gryffindor tried to take it lightly «Forget about pain pain will forget about you», — he repeat to himself, continue his searchingd. Harry knows the wand is somewhere nearby, it couldn't fall far from the window, so he keeps on crawling, bruising his knees and palms, not paying attention to the pain in his whole battered body, until finally his hand touched a familiar object

Harry took the wand, squeezed it so his knuckles whitened. He laid on the cold ground for several minutes, trembling with his whole body, then swished his wand and whispered "Asklepio" This simple healing spell brought unsignificant results, judging by injuries he received he was requiring serious help of experienced healer. Several ribs are probably broken. And likely he had brain concussion because he was feeling nauseous all the time, it was hard for him to hold back from throwing up, and it was scary just to think about what happened to his ars after the rape.

Potter uses this spell several more times but manage only to reduce pain slightly and to heal several insignificant bruises on his face. Now he didn't have energy for magic but it was enough for him to be able to stand and to walk without need to support himself against the wall.

Accio glasses" He said, then glasses broken by shoe of one of the attackers ended up in the gryffindor's hands. He cautiously feeled up broken glass, pointed his wand and whispered Repairo. A small flash released from his wand but he didnt succeed. He gathered all his strength to achieve a result and glasses become whole again.

He put his glasses on, leaned with his naked spine against the hut's wall, raise his head, glanced at the distant glistening stars - not a lot of time has left before sunrise. Hagrid' could come back at any moment and Harry has so many things to do.

At first he needed to wash himself to simply use cleaning spell wasn't enough. Potter wanted to wash away all the dirt left on him by his rapists', washing out of him disgusting slime of these scumbags, which was trickling out of him and was sticking itself to his legs.

"Fontis," Harry said, immediately water began spraying out of his wand, he cautiously bend forward, pointed the stream of water at his damaged anus, suddenly felt new fit of pain, his vision blurred but not a sound left his mouth. Using his wand, which was spraying the water, as a makeshift enema Harry began to clean his intestines thoroughly, he cautiously inserted a tip in his rectum, gritting his teeth in pain, hold inside up until feeling urge to defecate. He withdraw the wand, sat on his hunches and tensed, water mixed with blood and sperm was pouring out of his damaged anus. Harry repeated the procedure many times, trying to clean himself, to wash out all the filth left by his rapists'. Then he walked to wide cisterne filled with cold rainwater, he cautiously climbed in there.

He was washing himself gathering water in his hands, splashing it at his face, washing away filth and tears. Harry saw a crimson stain of bruising on his stomach

After finishing his bath, Potter began cleaning Hagrid's house, destroying evidence of the attack, still thinking about who those rapists could be. Harry understood this attack wasn't something spontaneous, it was premediated, prepared. There were those who did dirty work and was leader who was giving commands. The attackers knew for sure that Hagrid left the hut and went to the forest. Probably this squib Filch told them, not for free of course. Filch could see Hagrid leaving the hut, he could talk to him then see this information to anyone who willing to pay.

Harry was thinking about his rapists, trying to figure out who they were. It wasn't a coincidence that the rapists managed to leave the school so easily. Probably they left through a door, Filch «forgotten» to close. Slytherins could bribe Filch so that they can have fun with Harry before he will be kicked out of the school.

Harry tossed his bloodied underpants into the fireplace, looking how fire is destroying evidence of another violence against him. He continue to contemplate.

Aside from slytherins, it could be hufflepuffs who tried to degrade him at the first day after he left the Hospital Wing - back then by a sheer luck he managed to break free and even land good punches at two of them. Is very possible that those lowlives decided to get their revenge. Aside from them it could be ravenclaw students. This guy Roger Davis could gather his friends to get his revenge on «faggot» for how he humiliated him in front of whole school by punching him and nearly using unvorgivable curse on him. Harry recalled bloodied ravenclaw, how he was laying on the floor with broken nose, Harry recalled the hatred on the ravenclaw' s face. Potter put Repairo on broken dish, saw a pool of blood and semen on the floor and shivered. His heart was clenching at the very thought that it could be gryffindors. It was scary to think about this possibility, so ridiculous and crazy this was, however the fact was - gryffindors betrayed him, kicked him out of his bedroom, gathered his things, letting him know he is no longer welcomed in gryffindor tower. They looked at him with no lesser hatred than other houses. He recalled how MacGonnagal was forced to give them detentions possibly to save Harry from them cause she noticed they were plotting something and immediately decided they wanted to assault him. Harry himself had such suspicion and was relieved when she decided to give them detention either because they were late or she too noticed they plotting something.

Another unpleasant fact stuck in Harry's brain - they were afraid he d recognize them and so the first thing they did throw blanket on his head, then break his glasses, they were beating and raping him silently, not saying anything, it was obvious they were afraid to be recognized. Potter tried to push away a thought that he was attacked by gryffindors but then he recalled another fact. One of his attackers found his wand immediately and tossed it into a window so he won't be able to fight them off. There was only one person who knows that Harry always put his wand under pillow - it was Ron

Upon his return Hagrid saw Harry at the hut's door, he was wearing white well ironed shirt. And all in all it looked like he had been preparing for a prom. But he didnt wear a tie with colours of Gryffindor, didn't wear a robe with Gryffindor emblem. Only snowhite shirt, black trousers and very clean shoes. Giant waved at him but the boy didnt pay attention. Harris rushed to him but was stopped at his tracks by how indifferent and apathetic Harry was looking.

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All teachers were in there, with Albus Dumbledore. Professor Sprout was sighing all the time, Treloney sobbed. MacGonaggal squeezed her lips very tight it can either mean that she is very angry or very upset, Snape's face didn't give up emotions. There are also was inspectors from Department, and members of Governor Board. There were about hundred people. Most were looking sullen, some were looking at him with curiosity. And only Umbridge wasn't hiding her gloating smile

Potter knew he shall have no hope. And after sneaky assault last night he himself no longer wanted to stay in Hogwarts in place where at any moment you can receive a cruel backstabbing and probably by hands of your own friends

Harry walked to a chair in the middle of the Great Hall, very slowly, he cautiously sat on the edge. He had to grit his teeth to supress a groan because during yesterday's gangrape unknown scumbags has damaged his rectum, so as soon as he sat on a solid seat he felt throbbing pain and discomfort.

Umbridge began her speech, Dumbledore would interrupting her. They would argue. But Harry hardly listened their arguing, it was hard for him because at times he would feel so sick from this pain he got after gangrape that he was close to loose his consciousness, he manage to focus attention to what was going on around him and to hold himself back from loosing his senses only with huge efforts. He gradually began to feel worse, sitting position was causing unbearable pain he felt like he was impaled on a hot iron rod, his torn anus was burnt like on fire, the gryffindor was forced to move his ass in attempt to take lesser painfull pose.

"Harry James Potter, student of wizarding school Hogwarts, from Gryffindor house, accused of following: consuming alcohol beverages, sneaking on territory of other House after curfew, amoral behaviour in form of lecherous actions and engaging in unnatural sexual activity, which dis honoured not only Harry James Potter himself but also the school, where that homosexual bacchanalia took place. Such incident happened for the first time throughout many centuries of Hogwarts history. Department of Education is ought to interfere and to take measures against further spread of debauchery and moral decay of students

Harry James Potter do you admit your guilt? "

"No"

"Have you ever been engaging in unnatural homosexual activities? Yes or not? " Someone from Governor Board asked

"Yes, but..."

"With how many students have you had homosexual relationships" Umbridge asked.

"I don't know...I don't remember...Listen..."

"How much of alcohol beverages have you consumed in that evening" Dolores asked.

"I don't know..."

"When was the first time when you first realized you are a sodomite? " One of inspectors asked. "Im not gay, sir! " Harry said angrily

"How old are you? "

"Sixteen"

"At what age you began leading amoral lifestyle? "

" I'm not..."

"At which age have you lost your virginity? "

"Your first partner - it was a man or woman? " "Have you been molested by teachers? Have you had sexual relationships with adults? With teachers? Maybe with the headmaster? Was it he who corrupted you?" Questions poured on him from each direction, they didn't give him time to answer

"I was expecting you to deny your transgressions. Now lets invite our first witness Draco Lucius Malfoy, student of slytherin house"

Draco entered the Great Hall

Are you Draco Lucius Malfoy? " Umbridge asked.

"Yes, madam" He said. "What can you tell us about incident which took place in Slytherin Common Room when you were celebraring victory in decisive match? "

"I want to say that Harry James Potter seduced me, took advantage on me being intoxicated and I had sex with him, without even realizing what am I doing"

"You are scumbag Malfoy! "

"Silence, Potter! " Umbridge squealed. "You are interuppting a witness! "

"He is a liar and rapist! "

"Silence!" The Draco was continue his story about how Potter corrupted him. Malfoy was saying that he had began to have suspicions about Potter's perversity long ago. And recently he has become a victim of the twisted gryffindor.

Next witness was Weisy and he said similar things That at first Potter drunk too much, then he began to act obscene He was insulting girls, hit on boys, then he began to undress, masturbating publicily, doing inappropriate movements, taking shameless poses, while persuading everyone to have sex with him. In the end he did manage to seduce several boys and to get them to commit homosexual acts with him.

Witnesses were changing one after another. All were saying similar things. After quidditch team finished their testimony, other students, who was in Slytherin Common Room at that evening were brought. This all took three hours. Then Umbridge asked the gryffindor :

"And still will gonna say you haven't corrupted anyone?"

They all are lying. I haven't seduced anyone.Everything what happened to me at that evening was done to me against my will. I was coerced. "

"Are you trying to say you have been raped? '

"No, but..."

"Have you been subjected to Imperio? " "No" "Maybe Crucio? "

"No"

"Any spells, did they put any spell on you in that evening? "

"No, but..."

"Have you come to Slytherin Common Room willingly? " "Yes"

"Why did you come there? " "I was invited. "

"How much of an alcohol did you drink in that evening? "

"I don't remember! '

"Did they force you physically? Have you been beaten? ' "No" "Then why do you claim you have been coerced? '

… We make a bet, I lost this bet, our team lost in the match. You see, what happened was a condition of this bet"

"I have never met such deceitfull, vicious young man. Hogwarts used to be decent school, you brought so many vices in here

Now we will invite Madam Pomphrey healer who did medical examination after the incident. Pomphrey made statement that in her opinion Harry Potter hasnt been subjected to any violence moreover everything was done with his consent he also received sexual pleasure from the incident which was confirming by multiple stains of his own sperm on his body. The Gryffindor was listening the healer's testimony, feeling his face burning with shame. Madame Pomphrey was providing a thorough story of how she was doing medical checking, she was describing anatomical details. Then she also said that after taking sperm's samples from slytherin older years they managed not only to learn names of everyone who was engaging in sexual contact with Potter but also to learn who was passively participating in a form of collective masturbation

Now everyone, including Ron's father found out what Harry himself didn't know because of his intoxication. Now for the first time Harry had to learn and from Pomphrey nevertheless, woman who was reliable source seeing she was the one who did medical checking - he learnt that in that evening not only he was fucked by a whole slytherin quidditch team but also that thirty boys cummed on him, and many of those boys fucked him orally, in other words he suck off whole male population of slytherin dormitory, then they shoved snitch in his ars for fun.

Potter didnt remember details of the evening, drinking too much of alcohol afftected him in a weird arousing way, occasionaly his mind would black out, or simply loosing his touch with reality, not realizing what's going on, and now, listening Pomphrey's testimony he wanted to disappear, while learning shocking details of the party with his own participation he wanted to fall through the ground.

In the end of her speech the mediwitch once again stated her conlusion that Harry hasn't been coerced to anything, that according to what she learnt from her diagnosing him he hasn't been subjected to any kind of physical violence or magical influence, and that judging by that aside from traces of sperm of other boys there was abundant amount of his own sperm on his body, Harry have been receiving sexual pleasure from all the obscene actions, which have been performed on him.

Some asked her questions about his condition at the time of the incident, she confirmed that he was heavily intoxicated by alcohol but wasn't under magical influence. When Harry finally gathered enough of courage to look at people around he saw disgust in their faces. Many also looked like they want to kill him. Almost all teachers were looking at him with condemnation and scorn.

There was gloomy silence among Inspectors of Department of Education, some members of Council Board were talking to each other, discussing what they have just heard.

"What can you say about this, mister Potter? " Umbridge inquired.

"Nothing," Harry replied in quiet voice.

"I hope you will no longer continue to claim you have been coerced to something? Or maybe you are going to make a statement that you have been raped in this school? "

"I haven't been raped," Potter said "I have never been raped in this school or anywhere else" The Gryffindor added, feeling pain in his damaged rectum.

"Good, " Umbridge smiled. "Finally you and I have come to agreement at least in something: you have never been coerced to something, everything has happened according to your own wishes. Or am I wrong, mister Potter?"

"It wasn't according to my wishes. I didn't want it, "

"So first you agreed with the healer who did your medical examination, that you wasnt coerced. Yet second later you claim you didn't want it. So you wasn't coerced to what has been done to you but at same time you didn't want this to be done to you. How it is possible? Ladies and Gentlemen, I think the hearing already took too long. Mister Potter are giving us self contradicting statements on a purpose to confuse the members of the commission.

"You did admit you wasn't coerced. The mediwitch said you hasn't been subjected to any violence or spells, that you derived pleasure from what has been done to you. Yet still you claim you didnt consent. How is it possible that you don't want something to be done to you, yet it was done to you without any coercion, without magic, without violence? To clear this confusion. In case if someone still doubting that mister Potter is hazardous for a virtue of a growing generation of young wizards I will invite mister Malfoy Younger again

The slytherin looked at his father with confusion. Lucius looked at the deputy minister cautiously. Smiling, she fetched a small crystal vial from her pink bag and raise it in her hand for everyone to see.

"In order to help the investigation, aside from testimony, Draco Lucius Malfoy also ready to provide us with his memories about that evening's events.

Im appreciating your desire to help us in our investigation. I was rejoicing when I received your letter and your memories you put in an envelope alongside with the letter. Ladies and gentlemen, I want to add that this boy has always been very responsible and law abiding. It is thanks to him we manages to track down and to subdie dangerous troublemakers, whose leader was mister Potter…

Now, thanks to sense of responsibility of this young man we will be able to clean Hogwarts from filth of debauch and sodomy.

"Ladies and gentlemen! What I saw in those memories shocked me - decent righteous woman" The head of the commission said, looking at all the people around. "But I had to see it, and had to show this to you.

Because this is a bright demonstration of how tainted and lecherous Harry Potter is. He is basking in debauch and vices. Im warning you that things you will see would shock many of you. But I had to demonstrate those memories to condemn the vice and to punish those who do such things in this school because I used to be the headmaster of this school and I still care about upbringing and morale of this school's students

Then she opened the vial, pointed her wand at it, closed her eyes, putting complicated non verbal spell

A fog come out from the vial, the fog grow in volume, becoming a cloud, then in this cloud some unclear sillouettes appeared, then blurry figures took forms, then on this magical monitor everyone could see what happened in that evening

In this monitor Harry began to unclothe himself and no one was forcing him to do this, everyone instead busy chatting, not paying attention to him - it was obvious that he was drunk, his face reddened, his eyes glistening in unhealthy excitement, his breathing heave, hands were trembling. This sight disappeared, then another one appeared. Harry felt his heart swollen to incredible size, began beating loud. He saw himself laying on his back. Legs parted wide

Yet again it was obvious he laid like this, naked, legs parted wide without anyone coercing him. What even worse - his cock was erected. Harry hoped no one else notice this additional embarrassing detail cause if they noticed there is no way he will prove he didn't want it. A second later new scene appeared - Draco Malfoy was standing between his parted legs and fucking him, submering his dick into Harry's rectum almost fully, then exiting him The slytherin's movements were fast, powerfull, his balls slapping against Harry's buttocks. Other students drunk and aroused were looking at this, many are freeing their dicks and are jerking off. Harry writhing on a table, moaning loudly, caressing his own organ obviously to increase his own pleasure he was receiving from Malfoy entering his rectum

Then Draco shrieked, throwing his head backwards, his entire body shivered, and he began to orgasm. Harry is moaning lustfully, instead of trying to fight, to struggle, he move his hand to his own aroused, erected dick, the first stream of cum shoot on his chest.

Harry was looking in horror at how himself from Malfoy's memory was screaming in pleasure, writhing in Malfoy's grasp on his legs, instead of trying to fight Malfoy off Harry's hand sliding over his own cock, grasping it, sperm sprinkles ending up on his own stomach and chest. Other guys began to cum over him and Harry didn't protest but writing in orgasm instead. Then Malfoy releasing his legs, stepping away, observing his cum trickling out of Harry's ass

All wizards and witches were staring at the memory in horror. Then memory turned into a fog again, coming back to the vial. Harry dropped his face into his hands, weeping silently

There was a silence. Then one woman screamed:"Guilty! "

Screams with demands to expell him was heard from every direction

Some even claimed he needs to be send in Azkaban for seducing and corrupting his innocent classmates

Harry couldn't handle hearing this, so he run off the Great Hall

He went to Hagrid's hut and changed clothes. He didn't want to stay at the hut after assault last night. His gaze paused at the very spot where cum mixed with blood used to be, he closed his eyes, shuning away the scary vision, he left. He didn't want to stay on his own with memories about recent assault

Just as Dolores Umbridge, had been warning, Draco's memories, displayed by her shocked everyone in the room

Many were expressing their outraged emotions loudly, stating they don't want to sponsor a school, which turned into nest of debauch and sodomy. Inspectors from Department of Education as well as some teachers were screaming about Potter being guilty and that he shall be expelled and even arrested

Umbridge suggested voting. They were given notes where they shall choose one of three options:"I support expelling", "I'm not support expelling", " I can't decide"

People was walking to the table one by one to put notes with their decisions into the goblet. When last one did this, Dolores Umbridge announced that process of voting has ended, then used magic to seal the goblet and put it in a fireplace. Green flame appeared, the goblet vanished, leaving a cloud of smoke behind. Then everyone would have to wait for results of the voting. Results shall be defined by Department of Education then the Department shall send a notification. Witches and wizards were waiting for response from Ministry

The ministry took long to send response. Because head of the Department had to consult with the minister of magic seeing that the case in question was extraordinary. Boy-Who-Lived who was supposed to save wizarding world from You-Know-Whom was ought to be not only expelled but also arrested even though according to the prophecy he could save the world from the powerfull dark wizard. By putting him in Azkaban wizards would loose their protector even if said protector turned out to be dirty pervert

Now Ministry was talking not about whether to expell Harry from school but about his future life in wizarding world. After being expelled the boy may also be send to Saint Mungo to be forcibly kept in there up until right moment when his services of defeating Voldemort may become required, or they can isolate him in Azkaban till the right moment when Harry would have to fulfill the prophecy. The ministry was discussing all those options

Finally green flame shine again, the goblet appeared. Results of the voting was: 109 voted for Harry Potter to be expelled, one(Severus Snape) voted against. Harry Potter was expelled from school without any right to try to revoke the decision in court. Mister Potter shall immediately leave the school territory and if he had some school property in his possession he shall give it back

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The thought his most recent rapists were gryffindors was ridiculous. He is paranoid if he could doubt those he grow with.They would never do this to him despite well they were mobbing him just like students from other houses and kicked him out of gryffindor dormitory. But gryffindors are not rapists and sadists, at least that what he wanted to believe in, even though Potter already witnessed traitorous nature of "honorable and courageous golden lions".More than once. Harry began to contemplate again, comparing the facts, trying to figure out the truth. From Pomphrey's testimony he learnt that by Dumbledore's command, all male slytherins aside for those who didn't hit puberty were forced to provide their sperm samples in order so that to figure everyone who participated in orgy.

There is no way slytherins would dare to attack him again, they crawled back to their burrow and were sitting there cowardly, not showing their noses till the hearing. No one of them would find a courage to rape him again, leaving sperm as evidence, knowing that samples of all male slytherins are kept at madame Pomphrey's, and that Dumbledore knows names of all male participants of the party. So, only hufflepuffs and ravenclaws were left as possible attackers. Harry was prone to believe that most likely it was hufflepuffs

In that day when hufflepuffs dragged him to the restroom he manage to break free from those five lowlives only by a sheer luck and if MacGonaggal didn't help him his fate would be sad in that day. So it was a high possibility that they bribed Filch and when Hagrid left the hut, they sneaked inside to get their revenge

Harry didn't even notice big grey owl approaching him, holding a scroll in it's beak. The boy twitched in surprise when parchment fell to his feet. The bird made a circle above him, making sure the letter was received, then the bird flew back to castle. Already it was twillight and Harry had to tense his vision to be able to read the message.

"Mister Potter! I informing you that according to voting which took place at 18th April this year, by majority of votes(109 "for", 1 against) You are expelled from wizarding school Hogwarts for indecent behaviour. The decision come to power and couldn't be revoked. You need to give back school property (if you have such in your possession) and to leave school territory

Your further destiny in wizarding world will be decided by commission created specifically for this purpose. You will be notified about their decision later. Best regards, Olivia Oliphent. Head of Department of Education"

'Fuck you! It will be I who will decide my destiny, not some commission

He didn't have school property in his possession everything he owned was bought by him but he wasn't going to take those things to muggle world. He couldn't use magic out side of the school or he would risk being tracked down by ministry and his wand to broken by their decision. So it is better to leave everything in here. Tomorrow Hermione will gather his belonging. Nothing was holding him in Hogwarts anymore. He finally received official notification that he shall leave the school territory, so better not to postponr this and it is unnecessary to wait till Hagrid return or till aurors arrived to arrest him according to Ministry's decision about his further destiny. Harry stepped to Buckbeak, caressed his silvery grey feathers, unclasped his collar and said:"Do you remember were used to fly together? It was cool.

"You shall take me away from here. I can't stay in here anymore...and don't want to...Please take me away from here far away, " Potter bowed to the magical beast, asking him for help. Hippogriff looked at the bowed teen intense then bowed his own head in response and lowered his wing. Harry climbed Buckbeak's spine, the magical creature straighten up, spreading his big wings, swayed with them and ascended into sky

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Harry grasped at hippogriff's strong neck firmly, pressed his whole body to him when the magical beast flew over Astronomic tower. For some moment the gryffindor thought they can hit into the wall, he squeezed his eyes instinctively but nothing happened - Buckbeack flew higher carrying his rider away from Hogwarts. Suddenly he heard scream and Potter looked back, he squinted his eyes but failed to see anything. For last time Harry looked at majestic Hogwarts, then he looked away from it, lowering his head, tucking his face into the hippogriff's neck to protect himself from wind. Several years ago he arrived to Hogwarts as a naive awed child, now he was leaving the school in rush, with hatred, pain and despair. Perfect magical fairytale he ended up in six years ago turned into a creepy nightmare he was now running away from, coming back to muggle world.

Hippogryff flew above the castle, leaving school territory. Harry saw mountines and ravines below, Hogsmead. Buckbeak raise higher into sky where distant silver stars were glistening and alluring. They were flying at fast pace - he can tell it by how far bellow lights of muggle towns were seen. Potter didn't know where they are going, he doesn't really care, no one was welcoming him anywhere, he only wanted distance between him and Hogwarts was as big as possible. Harry was leaving wizarding world with full certainty that he would never go back. Though he was a wizard but he grow among muggles, and maybe it was a mistake to go to his father's world.

Now the former gryffindor wanted only one thing - to forget about everything and to begin new life. For now he didn't have a clear plan for a foreseen future, he didn't have a clue about final point of destination of his journey but he was sure that he shall leave the cruel world of deceifull traitors and hipocrites and he doesnt give a fuck what would happen to them all. Since early childhood he was used as a trap fall Voldemort. Dumbledore was pulling strings, controlling him, used him in his ambitious schemes, preparing him to be either murderer or a victim. And when Harry needed the Headmaster's help so much he took position of majority and kicked him out of the school which was a home for Harry. And now Potter believed he doesn't have any moral obligations for magical world if Riddle wants to destroy it, Harry would refuse to do anything to come back and save these hypocrites. He will live without them among muggles and he won't give a fuck about all the prophecies, he wont risk himself for the sake of those who would spit at his face, betraying his friendship, he would no longer risk himself for those who would beat him and rape him

"Thank you, Buckbeak, " The boy said, hugging bowed hippogryff's neck. Now I will go on my own. You shall go back to Hagrid. He probably would be angry when he learnt I took you away. So go back..." Potter patted the grey feathers gently. "Come on, fly away..." The boy stepped back slowly and bowed to the animal. Buckbeak looked at the griffyndor, hesitant to leave him. "You shall go back, Buckbeak, " Potter repeated. "Now I'm on my own...I will be fine, Hagrid is waiting for you. "

He was free, he is willing to control his own life, and no one will dare to turn him into a puppet covering it with beautifull words about salvation and victory of good over evil. Harry smiled at his own thoughts. For the first time in his life he was free for real. Till age eleven he fully depended on Dursleys and was living in a cupboard like in prison, then he ended up in Hogwarts and turned into Dumbledore's puppet without noticing it. Now he would define his own destiny on his own and he doesn't care about Dursleys, Dumbledore, Riddle, Malfoys, he doesn't care about anyone."You will clean all toilets with your tongue" "i don't have friends among faggots" Dumbledore and Ministry seriously believe Ill move a finger to save them? No way. His newfound freedom was intoxicating him, causing vertigo. Harry was sure that now everything is going to be fine

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Maradeur map was now completely useless, so he left it behind in Hugrid's hut, he didnt take his wand to avoid temptation of using it because if he used it he could be tracked by ministry and who knows what they gonna do to him after such a scandal which cast so much shame at Light Side. Besides, he was underage and was risking to get his wand broken for breaking rule about using magic while being underage or for using it against muggles. There was a time when Dumbledore would cover him up but this time Dumbledore voted to expel him. And likely very mad at him for ruining his plans of making him his Chosen One. Now situation was different, now mostly famous as filthy faggot and anal whore which kinda contradicting imagery of Chosen One, meaning Dumbledore just like Ron and whole Light Side doesn't need him anymore and not gonna cover him up for using wand beyond Hogwarts

Only now Potter realized he did a crucial mistake by not taking invisibility cloack. If he have taken it he would have been able to go to stores and to take what he wanted, though he did know stealing is bad and Dumbledore would probably become horrified but when your innards hurt from hunger you are forgetting about laws and moral, and he didn't really give a fuck about the old man anymore. Harry already regretted he left wizarding world in such a haste, without thinking how he is going to live in here among muggles. Now the wealthy young man who had large inheritance in Gringotts was starving in streets of London. All his problems were results of him acting without second thoughts, without thoughts at all. The gryffindor always did something, only then think when it was already too late. Now walking pointlessly he was cursing himself for idiotic escape from Hogwarts which resulted in him being turned into homeless. Uncertainty laid ahead of him, despair was mounting. Feeling of euphoria about freedom and independence was short lived

When he was hitchiking he get to know feeling of vulnerability. When driver who agreed to give him rid eventually put hand between Harry's legs and offered him to pay with his body for a rid.

He tried to look for job in stores, storages but was denied, always being mistaken for addict. From some places he did leave on his own accord once they would tell him that they have job for him - job in sex industry. Harry was feeling nauseous at the very thought that he ever going to have sex with someone again. After rape in slytherin dungeons then in Hugrid hut he was sure didnt want have sex with men. He also didnt like idea of having sex with women because the very idea was making him to recall Ginny's betrayal and abuse at hands of slytherin girls

He decided to spend night in underpass. On a bench there was skinny man in dirty jacket, he smelt with stale alcohol, urine and unwashed body. The vagabond was smoking, staring in front of himself with blank gaze

Suddenly, the man stood up and walked to his direction. There was a beer can in trembling hand of the vagabond. "Hey guy, do you want to drink with me? " The man offered. "Thanks" Harry said, he took the half empty beer can and sipped. Man was silent, looking in front of himself

Harry gathered his courage and asked:"I heard there are places where people can go and receive some help like food without money. Is it truthfull? Do you know of such places? "

"You ended up on a street only recently, guy? " The man asked. Harry nodded.

"London is expensive city, if you can get something for free then for Christmass only. But today is not Christmass, isnt it, guy? "

There was heavy silence. Then the man offered him pack of cigarettes

"Im not a smocker, sir"

"Take it, I wont need it anymore" The muggle said. Harry put the half empty pack in his pocket.

"Guy, remember, if you want to survive in this crappycworld, dont believe anyone, dont fear anything and never beg for anything. Dont fear, dont trust dont beg, maybe then if you lucky you can climb out from this bottom

Thank you sir, " Harry said, finishing the beer. He fell asleep. When he woke up he saw a bunch of muggles crowdinf, discussing something while pointing out at rails. Potter come there and looked down but immediatelly moved back, pushing some man accidentally, he rushed out of the tunnel, trying to hold his nausea back.

Railways were covered with blood, the body of suicidal man has been torn under wheels, it was torn to pieces, though someone covered remains with sheets already, Harry did saw dirty jacket underneat those sheets. He recognised the vagabond who share his beer with him. It turned our that the reason of such generousity and friendliness was becausr the man wanted to end himself but at same time scared to do it and so at the time he needed someone to share beer with him and make him company. He Harry Potter become his last company

It took him time to calm down after what he saw in underpass - he keeps on recalling conversation he held with desperate muggles who gave him advice about survival in this cruel world - dont trust, dont fear, dont beg. After facing brutality of sly slytherins, after being beteayed by gryffindors, after facing hypocricity and cruelty of people he used to see as friends and loved ones Harry realised he likely wont be able to trust anymore. He also wasnt going to beg destiny for mercy - each time when he asked for help, people would look at him as he was dirt or insect and was always trying to get rid of him. It was hurt and it was humiliating. The former gryffindor decided he wont beg anyone about anything

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Having broken windowshield to steal some food from there, Harry run to random direction. Ended up in gateaway. His way was blocked by three. "Do you have money? " One of them said. "No, let me go"

"We gonna check whether you telling truth" They grabbed him, began searching his pockets, finding nothing, they didnt release him, instead their hands kept on wandering all over him

"I would screw him, " One of three thugs giggled and squeezed his buttocks painfully. Goosebumps ran along Potter's spine.

"Fuck off, faggots, releaze me" He twitched.

"I gonna fuck you so hard you will scream like bitch" The thug with shaven skull said and began to fondle Harry's crotch. "Get off me, scumbag! " Potter said and received groin attack, a knife left small cut

"Take him here, face down" Psycho commanded, moving the knife away fron from his victim's throat. Potter began to twitch, struggle and scream but other two lowlives thrown him face down. Rapists held him down from either sides, so that third one can be comfortable

"Dont touch me, " Potter yelled when psycho put hand in his zipper, began to feel up his dick and balls. The thought that now he will be fucked again forced him to twitch in panic. Someone hit him at his neck, so Harry's face landed painfully at a trashcan' s lid. They lifted his jacket and t shirt up, pulled down his jeans alongside with underpants. Potter tried to free himself and to yell but knife pressed at his ribs promising a lot of pain and the boy had to fall silent.

The psyhopath slapped Potter's buttocks and said:"You know what I can do? I can shove knife in your ass, screw it in there, cutting your arshole a bit, then I will fuck you so hard you will shit with your own intestines, " He began to move a tip of his knife against Potter's buttocks, leaving shallow cuts. His accomplicies presses Harry to trashcan harder, he was twitching and writing as much as he could, trying to free himself. The psycho played with knife, made several more cuts on Potter's buttocks.

"So, with what shall I fuck you, bitch, with knife or with cock? ' the psycho inquired, Potter felt sharp tip prickling his buttock. "Think fast, I cant wait to shove in you, " he slowly moved his knife, leaving painfull bleeding cut. "With cock, " Potter groaned.

"Ok boy, " psycho smirked and began to line himself with Harry's ass, he put dickhead to hole and pressed. With difficulty dick manage to get into no longer virginal but still narrow anus.

The rapist grabbed his victim by his hips, pressing him to himself and forcefully shoved his dick in Harry's rectum to the balls. Harry wailed but a hand covered his mouth. "His ass already was fucked. Someone already took his anal virginity, " The rapist said, pressing himself to the boy harder. Thick dick began to move in Harry's gut, he felt like huge stake tearing all his innards. Ars was burning, blood sipping from shallow cuts, rapist was turning on by looking at this. He was groaning in pleasure, tearing his victim's skin with his fingernails. He was ramming his dick into Harry's arshole harder, and with more fury, this torment lasted for about ten minutes, finally the lowlife began unploading his sperm into Potter's intestines.

"Come on Skull, you are next" The psycho said, stepping aside. The bald guy slapped Harry's bloodied and sperm covered ass and immediately shoved his long dick into well fucked ars. Potter moaned weakly and fell silent. "What is it faggot? You like having your ass fucked? "

A couple of minutes later they moved him from trashcan to the ground so that the psycho csn use his mouth while the one they called Skull was using Harry's ass Both came almost simultaneously

"My turn" The third thug said, licking his lips. "Come here, my sweet little bitch!" He grabbed Potter by his legs, removing his underpants and jeans completely and pulled hin to himself. —

Finishing raping and mocking him they left the gateway, laughing.

Harry was laying thinking nothing. He was simply laying on a cold, dirty pavement.Was laying and trying to imagine that now he is not in this town, not in this gateway, that he is in a small dark cupboard under stair in house number four, in safest place in the world, and everything what has happened to him has happened not to him. He tried to raise, a sticky liquid - his rapists' sperm trickled out of his ars. He picked up his clothes, he wiped repulsive smelly slime from his body and face with his underpants. He didn't want to throw away his dirty wet underpants as he once did after gang rape by unknown masked classmates in Hagrid's hut the night before fleeing wizarding world - his current condition was different than at time of previous gang rape when he was still in wizarding world - now his situation wasn't allow him to throw clothing items away, he didn't have spare clothes this time and didn't have money, however to put soiled underpants on was unpleasant, still Harry put dirty underpants on and then put rest of clothes on.

Potter was laying on a bench, not paying attention to things around him, busy with his unhappy thoughts. In wizarding world he was betrayed by friends, but muggle world, where he tried to gain freedom and independence, turned out to be no lesser cruel. He used to think he was unhappy and lonely when he was sitting in cupboard locked up by Vernon. Now this cupboard seemed like the safest place in the world, he was ready to do everything for being able to come back to that small room but this was but a childish dream. He ended up in cruel adult reality - hungry, homeless, he needed to somehow accommodate to new conditions. Of course it was his fault he began provoking locals who were older and were outnumbering him, he also shall not forget the fact he was Chosen One no longer, that now he was just a teenage prat without wand

"Stand up".

"Whats wrong? " The former gryffindor asked "I said stand up" Policeman snarled.

"I haven't done anythin"Harry said as calmly as he could but he did have a nasty thought that the car's owner complained to police or maybe Harry was caught on camera when he was breaking the car's window shield.

" We have been watching you for long, " Said one of policemen. "Whats the point of watching me? I'm not dancing striptease in here"

"You stuck in here several hours already. "

"And what? This is not a private premises " Potter said trying not to show his nervousness

"You will go with me, smartass"

"Maybe this bastard already hid crack in his ass. Ninth Department shall dig inside his ass, they are payed salary for this and they like to do this. Policemen laughed. Everything was so ridiculous Potter's mind was paralyzed by this absurdity, he felt cornered, survival instinct was telling him he is in big trouble even if those two don't know he broke windowshield to steal food as soon as he end up in police station he would be identified as a thief.

He was put in cage with several other people, those were hobos and hustlers. Hobos were happy to be in there, to have warm place to stay, while hustlers were nervous because being detained means loosing incomes, missing customers, which means troubles with their pimps. Hours later he got his fingerprints taken, he was offered a right to call which he refused because of having no one to call to, handcuffs were put on him, he was being lead for interrogation

Im captain Matthew Bennet, " policeman introduced himself. "And this is sergeant Antony Hill. Fourth Department."

"You have no right, take handcuffs off, I'm underage! I shall be provided with advocate!"

"Where did you get this shit from? " Policemen laughed. "You have watched too many American movies.

"You are lucky you end up at us, " Captain said "In ninth Department you would be fucked by whole department, but here we are not sadists, not perverts, we won't abuse you unless you would provoke us. Is it clear? "

Harry nodded.

"Good. This is our doctor Frank Owen. He would give official medical conclusion. Undress," Captain was looking at Harry with cynical eyes, already undressing him with his glance. "Completely?" Potter asked, knowing is pointless to ask these scumbags to let him go"

"You can just pull down your trousers"

"So you don't wear panties as I see" Bennet commented. "And what happened to your butt? Run into sadist accidentally?" Captain inquired seeing shallow cuts on his buttocks and blood.

"Bend over and spread your buttocks"

"So doc, what have you found? "

"Nothing in there aside from shit and sperm, " Doctor replied, former gryffindor felt hand finally left his gut.

"Recently the boy was fucked and they tear his ass hole. Anus was torn in several places. Customers didn't really care about his ass, fucked him, then played with knife a but thankfully they didn't damage internal organs. I can put stitches"

"Stitches can wait."Captain replied,.

"Get up, baby, " he slapped Harry's buttocks, Harry's groaned quietly.He raise, trying to cover his crotch with his hands, his face was burning with shame. '

"Why you are not shaving your pelvis? " Chief of Vice Department inquired, Harry felt even his ears are burning with shame upon hearing this question.

"Im not faggot, " the former gryffindor said, looking at the floor. "Whatever.Now Harry Black I will explain you your situation. You have been selling cocaine, resisted during a rest and tried to escape, throwing merchandise in trash can. Then during searching made by doctor Owen a bag of cocaine was found in your rect. "

"What the fuck? "

"What do you think it is? " Captain asked, pulling a packet with white substance from his jacket. "But taking in consideration your juicy ass I may let you go if you will be cooperative. To do prostitution is one things, you just pay a fine and we will let you go. To sell drugs is another deal

I feel bad for your butt, baby...First you ll be fucked by a whole ninth Department, then they will put you to jail with twenty psychos.

"Im ready for cooperation "

"Then pay a fine"

"I don't have money for fine, " Potter said, knowing that they won't ask money anyway. "I think you can pay without money, " Captain smirked unzipping and pulling down his trousets. "You can pay with your services. Come to me and stand on your little knees, " Policeman said, jerking off his dick. Harry come slowly, policeman put his hand on back of Harry's head, forcing him to crouch, he lowered himself, sitting on his hunches in front of captain Bennet, feeling wave of disgust and nausea rise to his throat. Big, thick dick was erected, big dickhead glistening with transparent pre cum. Guy moved his face to the man's crotch, smell of sweat and urine hit him. Smell of sweaty balls and piss drenched pubes nearly caused Potter to throw up. "If I throw up on his cock they will classify it as disrespecting authorities and over such crap" Harry thought, swallowing saliva. Potter tried to turn away, but he was grabbed by his neck and shoved with his face into hairy scrotum, tensed dick touched his cheek. "Come on baby, enough staring like you never seen a cock before. Began to work

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Do you want to earn money? Twenty pounds" Man asked.

"Yes I do. "

"Get into my car then, " The man smiled. Potter opened the door and took back seat.

The car stopped in gateway, driver moved to backseat and put his hand on Harry's hip

"I haven't seen you before, " He said. "Are you newbie? " The customer inquired. "Yes, I'm newbie, " Potter replied, feeling repulsion at himself and at this man - to this pervert who is going to do to him whatever this pervert wanted. Harry flinched

"Is there a problem? " Customer inquired, groping Harry between his legs

"No, " Potter replied. It would have been better is he had just jumped under the train rather than enduring these lustfull touches and soon to experience pain and disgust when another dick will end up in his ars... But he needed money and he was afraid of dying, afraid of turning into shapeless bloodied piece of meat. He had no choice and so he had to endure this again, another time, last time, several minutes of pain, disgust, humiliation and he will earn these money by selling himself as a dirty whore and so he will be able to eat, hunger already began driving him crazy.

The customer began unzipping his pants. Harry flinched in disgust. He shall do this no matter that he felt disgusted. And he was very disgusted. Not because he was about to have dirty perverted sex with a man, to take his smelly dick into mouth and then to offer ass for intrusion. Such things have been done to him already and not just once. The difference was that now he agreed to this willingly, for money. A thought that he become a whore was gut wrenching. His parents died for him only so he can grow up and become a slut

For whom his parents died? For dirty cumrag who now was sitting on a car's backseat with some muggle pervert and is going to suck his dick for twenty pounds

Man hit his buttocks, then without any foreplays pressed cock at his asshole, entering Harry. Harry's vision darkened from pain Potter shoved his face into the seat and grit his teeth to avoid screaming accidentally. Customer began plowing his ars, Harry bite his own hand, chocking on tears silently. He was thinking that soon everything will be over, that he will bear this, that he has high pain durability, he survived crucio, he endured gang rape in Slytherin common room and torture by sadists in Vice Department, he will handle this too because he is strong, because he will be payed for this and he needs money. Former gryffindir manage to not make a sound throughout whole time while customer's dick was entering his bleeding anus, causing a lot of pain. Harry knew he will bear it because he shall, and this pain is punishment for him betraying memory of his parents who sacrificed their lives in vain for their son-prostitute

"Good bitch..." He said, unloading sperm inside condom. Dick come out of Harry's ass, something trickling down his legs again, but suddenly the former gryffindor felt how customer began to shove something else into his arshole.

Good bitch, " the man repeat, slapping boy's buttocks, then released him from his grasp. Harry was glad that it was dark and so customer couldn't see tears in his eyes, hand bitten to blood, that there was blood on condom too. Gut touched his anus something was in there. He cautiously pulled at this and when the object he put of his ars ended up in his hand Potter realized this was payment for his services - twenty pounds. Dirty money shoved by pervert in his dirty hole. Potter pulled up his jeans and get out. He was running, chocking with tears, stumbled against something, fell, convulsing from nausea. He ended up in Soho. Found some cafee and ordered pizza

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Black man grabbed a teen and dragged him to exit. When Potter saw angry looking big black man he didn't thought he come after him. He didn't know this man, when black brute grabbed him and dragged to exit Potter was trying to get freed but it was just as pointless as to try to break free from Hagrid's grip. Man dragged him to a car, and throw him to a backseat. Harry felt entrapped when huge black man presses him into a seat and said:"Scumbag..."

"You mistaking me for someone else, " Potter replied, trying to free himself from the man's grip.

"You think you can work on a street without my approval? You think you can steal from me and my guys?

"I can rip out your balls and force you to eat them, do you believe me? " The black man inquired. "I believe you, " Potter replied.

"You stole a customer, " Black man said, Harry finally realised who this man is and why is he so angry. "I didn't know, sir. I'm not local...I just go away from here and there won't be problems"

"No one can get away with stealing from Joe, " Black man said. 'I didn't steal from you, sir. I needed money. I didn't eat for several days. This is truth. I couldn't earn money at any other way"

"You will give me my money back or your corpse would lay in trash can, " The black man promises.

"I don't have money! I cannot give you these twenty pounds, I spent them on food, "Potter lied.

" Not twenty, two hundred"

"I don't have such money"

"Pay with your body then"

The cruel fucking lasted for five minutes but for Harry it felt like eternity. Afterwards the pimp gave him some pain meds, left the car, taking Harry's jeans away. He was laying entrapped in the pimp's car, half naked, fucked, knowing he is going to be raped again. Potter sobbed, realizing that now he became ultimate whore anyone who can pay Joe could use Potter's body.

The boy jerked door's handle in despair, knowing it was pointless he was locked up, he couldn't get out but even if he could - he can't walk far with naked ass - too big was possibility to end up in police again, in fourth department, at Bennett's clutches. He ended up in dead end again, they won't release him until their would fuck him to death Potter wasn't doubting this either he will bleed to death because of his maimed ars or all his intestine s will fall out

Medicines significantly decreased his sufferings but it was necessary to seek how to get out of this situation, to find a way to get out of the car, to fetch jeans, which was taken away from him and put into the car's trunk, and go away from here as far as possible. While Harry was contemplating, thinking about how to escape, the car suddenly opened. Some old man climbed to back seat, smiling at him. Potter's innards clenched, cold sweat run down his spine

Harry woke up in bed with scarlet linens. He was naked, he saw it in a mirror on a ceiling. He looked around and saw lot of obscene photos portraying gay sex. Further investigation revealed drawers contained dildos, many disks and whips with handle in shape of big cock.

He wanted to run away from here but the room was locked and there were camera surveillance.Besides he had nowhere to go on a street he would die of starvation because no one would give him job. To survive he would have to steal and then he would end up in muggle prison and Harry knew what would be awaiting him in muggle prison. Thinking about what to do he noticed another door, it was unlocked. It is turned out to be a bathroom Harry decided to take a bath. After bath he wrapped towel around his hips and exited the bathroom, coming back to bedroom. Suddenly he saw Asian man in there

"Whats your name? " Man asked. "I'm Harry, " Potter replied. Then added, "Harry Black. "

"Do you understand what this place is? "

"Yes

"Are you owner of this place? "

"No, I'm just manager. Owner is Robert Weimar"

"Some black man kidnapped me, was he the one who brought me here? "

"Yes. This was Joe Mabuto, he is working for mister Weimar and he is obliged to bring new boys in here. If you lucky then you will stay and will work in here, if not you will go back to a street. "

What makes you think I want to work in here? "

Asian man smirked and said:"Let me show you something" He took remote control and turn on a rather repulsive video of some guy being whipped and also raped with huge dildo.

"This unfortunate boy is named Lucas."Chinese explained, hugging Harry by his shoulders "Unlike you he wasn't a street whore, he was straight guy, he played football, going out with girls."

Harry wanted to point out he himself used to be straight, dating girls and used to play quidditch but hold himself back "Yet he eventually gave up and begged us to take him in as cocksucker"

"If someone whipped your balls with belt like this you would beg for anything too" Harry pointed out. "But what happened to this Lucas after this? Did they rape him to death or beat him to death? "

"It is a third month already since he began working here and he is happy, " The Chinese man smiled again.

"You will be happy too, Harry, " Now undress" Harry flinched, glancing at imagery of penetration "You want to fuck me? " Potter asked.

"No. Just want to look at your body. And remove glasses too"

"I have poor eyesight"

"We will solve this problem. Now undress" Harry complied, instinctively covering his crotch.

"Dont be shy. Good ass, like that of a girl. Genitalia is big

How old are you? "

"Sixteen" "If you were asked reply you are fifteen. You are beautifull"

"You are wrong. At school I was called four eyes freak and tosser

" Where did you get this strange scar? "

"My parents died in car crush, I survived and only got this scar"

"Do you have relatives or guardians? "

"No"

"Which means you grow in orphanage. This is very good"

Then he began observing Harry's arm with scars in shape of "I shall not lie" inscription. "Did you got it in school? Where have you been studying"

"Special boarding school"

"Have you run away from there? "

"Yes. How did you know? "

"You can put towel on again, Harry, " Lee permitted, Potter picked towel up, covering himself with it.

"Where is my clothes? " He inquired.

"Here you will have other clothes. Here you will have everything - good food, beautifull clothes, music, games, sex, cocaine, everything you want. Best boys are working in here. But there are certain rules, if you break them you would be punished"

Now let's go"

"Where? " "Doctor. You need medical treatment"

They entered room which looked like medical office. Harry saw well kept man in his thirties. The man smiled at him showing perfect teeth , introduced himself as doctor Jack. Harry thought he looked like he can buy Armani clothes

Remove this towel" Harry complied and blushed he was embarrassed to stand naked in front of two men who were assessing him as object

Medic took his dick in his hand and began to observe Harry's dickhead. "Have you had STD? " "No." He replied.

Now Harry can you tell me your first time was it with girl or boy? " Jack continued his interrogation, taking pleasure from the teen' s embarrassment. Harry wanted to tell him fuck you, wanted to yell in his face something like"Fuck off, None of your business, what makes you think I shall answer your questions and why the fuck you so sure I want to work as a slut in this whorehouse" But he didnt want to make his already unpleasant situation even worse, so he simply didn't reply

"Dont be shy, kitten. I'm a doctor, you don't have to keep secrets from me." Jack said talking to him like to ten years old or to toddler "Your first partner was it a man or woman? I need to know this"

"Man. Well actually not man, guy of my age, from my year but from other house."

"I think I don't need to ask which one of you two was bottoming this too obvious" Doctor laughed Now can you tell me, this boy from your class was he the only lover you have ever had or maybe there were some other boys you used to date? "

"I didn't date anyone! That scumbag wasn't my lover! They simply fucked me! I didn't have a choice! "

"They? So he wasn't the only one, so honey, does this mean your classmates took rounds with you in school locker room ? " "Sort of"

Then Harry was forced to display his ass for checking. After painfull embarrassing checking ended Lee asked Jack: "So how soon he will be able to work? "

"Two weeks"

"Too long"

"What else were you expecting? On a street boy was fucked by everyone who want it, and likely without condoms. His asshole is torn, he has inflammation, is impossible that he already infected. And you want him to start working right now? So that he can infect all customers? "

"Jack, do everything you can, so that boy can began to work as soon as possible. Otherwise. Robert will kick him out to Joe. I don't want this, I can make lot of money using him in here

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Harry was restless and nervous. At eight AM his slutty work as a whore for VIP perverts will be starting. And though he has been already being fucked frequently he still couldn't deal with his current situation. The Chinese commanded him to to visit the doctor before "work, and this Was MAking him even more nervous. Doctor asked " Did you remember what you have to do? "

"Yes enema before and after customers. "

"Now I will give injection, this is a painkiller. And if several hours later you will began to feel unpleasant sensations during sex then go to me and I give you another injection" Now. I also will give you this to cheer you up" The doctor said fetching a bag with white substance. "This is narcotics? "

"Cocaine. You will like this, " Jack said, he poured the bag's content, rolled a banknote, inhaled the substance, then gave the banknote to Harry.

"You don't understand, baby boy. You won't be able to work without this. Give it a try, kitten"

"I don't want, " Harry said, though at same moment he has a thought that he doesn't really have anything to loose.

"Come on" Doctor insisted, smiling, Harry leaned over the substance, inhailed cocaine. Suddenly something began to change, he felt his mood began improve, and minute later he no longer felt fearfull and nervous about what he will be forced to do pretty soon

"So? What do you think? "

"This is fucking cool!"the former gryffindor said "Can I get some more? " He inquired, licking his lips

"If you will work well and customers will be satisfied, you will get some more. Now go, " He said, slapping his ass and pushed him to door. "You have cool drugs, " Potter chuckled. He was walking corridor feeling eiphoria, now he was ready to everything just to left his customers satisfied and to get cocaine again Then he began to work. Thanks to painkillers and cocaine he was able to serve ten customers throughout a night despite dirt and blood

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Sweet...such a sweet little twerp, " The politician said. "Now uncle Charlie will punish you because you are very, very bad boy, " Old pervert reached for a belt.

"You not even imagine how bad I am, " Potter replied. At next moment he raise from the bed and punched the customer at his nose, he heard crack, blood sprinkled, the man fell on the floor.

"Now you will find out, old bitch, how much of bad boy Im! Fucking pervert, " Harry hissed and hit man in his balls. The man yelled a n d run but Potter managed to grab the belt and his a couple of times before door opened and two guards run inside. Second later another secutiries appeared, and Lee. The former gryffindor was standing calmly and smiling. Securities lifted the fat howling boar from the floor, Lee was saying something about being ready to fix everything. Harry was pulled to corridor, Lee moved to him. For the first time Harry saw him not smiling. "Do you even understand what you have done? " The Asian man hissed at his face.

"Of course. This fat thing will close your priton, because he is member of parliament and he won't forgive this. Your boss Weimar will loose his profitable business and will end up behind bars for grooming and coerced prostitution. And you will loose your job, and will go back to your Hongkong or whatever you come from and you will suck cocks in there" Harry said and laughed

"You are so brave for now, while you are high. But soon you will regret you was born"

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Harry groaned in pain and closed his eyes, recently he was beaten with leather belt. 'You cannot escape from your fate, " Potter thought when first blow burnt his body, then blows poured at his spine, buttocks, hips, he tried to protect his genitalia, he covered his head and face with his hands. But spine, legs, buttocks were covered with swollen bloody stripes. Now laying on his side, chained to a pipe, Harry groaned when his spine accidentally touched cold wall. His body turned into pain. Securities were beating him without hatred and haste they were simply doing their well played job, Potter was even glad they were the ones who do this and not Lee.

Though he knew that punishment for attacking a customer won't be limited by lashing. Most likely they will kill him

"Thats a pity... He didn't want to die because he wanted to get revenge on everyone. On Malfoy and other male slytherin older years who were reason he ended up on a street. To get revenge on Dumbledore who voted to expel him. On Umbridge for everything. On Ginny and Ron. He wanted to beat crap out of his former friends Sean and Finnegan who all turned their backs on him once it become no longer cool to hang out with him after rumors about his sexuality were confirmed

He wanted to get his revenge on customers, on Joe, on Lee. Weimar appeared. The man was reminding Harry of Lucius just as refined but at same time arrogant, cold and ruthless.

"Do you know what will awaiting you for attacking a customer? "

"I guess at morning my body would be found in outskirts of London in some gateaway. And police will say another underage junkie died from overdose. "

Clever boy. This a pity things turned out like this. I used to have plans on you. "

"Before killing me, will you whip me again or take rounds with me? "

"For now I will not kill you, Harry Black. You didnt even began to bring income. So far more money were invested in you than you manage to earn for us. And today you caused significant damage to business. You shall fix it. I promise you I will turn your pathetic life into hell. What happened at night when you were serving six men and a hound would seem like pleasure in comparison to what you will endure. Lee would skin you alive for breaking discipline

Do something stupid again and your body really would be found in gateway or not found at all..."

"I won't work, " Harry replied. "You may beat me to death but these perverts wont touch me anymore, "

"You don't like this job? "

"Definitely, sir. I don't like this job and I dont like you too. "

"I think I can change your mind, " The brothel owner said.

"It is unlikely, sir. Even if you and your friend from parliament whip me to death I'm not going to like this job. I'm not used to change my views, " Potter replied.

"Im in this business for about twenty years, I did meet many boys like you. It is hard to work with teens, but I always manager to find ways to persuade them. " Weimar replied. "Bring him to basement, we will continue our conversation in more befitting environment."

Harry was dragged to corridor. Securities was dragging him downstairs by his arms. He was dragged to a room with bed and accumulator. There was metallic grille over this bed.

Harry saw similar accumulator before at Dursleys. Vernon would turn this on using as power supply when there was black out on a street

But the most unpleasant thing was presence of doctor Jack. Either doctor is here to made him regain his consciousness during torture or to confirm his death. Either way the fact that there was a doctor was unnerving.

"Hello, honey, " Doctor greeted him

"Hello, sir, "

"Lay down, " Securities put wet old matrass over the bed and it's metallic grill. Harry obeyed, knowing that to resist is useless - a teen in a cellar cannot fight off adult burly men. If only he had a wand...He laid on the bed, immediately feeling frozen the wet matrass was very cold.

Rubber was shoved in his mouth and fixed firmly by leather belts on the back of his head. It was done so that he won't be able to bite off his tongue.

Son of bitch, " Weimar said, looking over him. "I wont let some underage bastard to ruin reputation of my business, " Then electrod was put on Potter's wrist right on the wet cloth. Potter groaned squeezing the rubber with his teent. The pain was horrible. The pimp moved electrod up his arm, Potter felt this thing running over his skin bringing terrible torments. In wizarding world one of the worst curse was Cruciatus. It was impossible to endure Cruciatus more than one hour. After that a person would die or loose their mind. But torture with electricity was worse Cruciatus. Now Harry had opportunity to compare and he realize he can't bear a hour of such torments.

"So, Harry, you are saying you don't like this job? ' Weimar asked and put teen's dick in his hand. Harry moved something, a piece of rubber was removed from his mouth, the guy said:" I was wrong, sir. " For several seconds the man was looking at Harry's genitalia. Then electrod touched this body part and Potter felt like he is going to explode he wailed so loud he thought his vocal chords will tear. His body was convulsing, foam come out of his mouth. He felt like his stomach is cut open, that someone pulling out his intestines, that there was open wound below.

Pain was so unbearable he couldn't even scream. Was impossible to tell whether two seconds passed or eternity. Securities turned his head so that he won't choke on his saluva. Jack poured cold water on his body. When Harry regained his sense, Robert Weimar said:" How do you think what would happen to you if I put exposed wire in your arshole? "

"I will do whatever you would say, mister Weimar, I promise, " Potter said.

"Thirty minutes ago you said you won't work anymore and that nothing can make you change your mind, " The man smiled.

"And you sir...you said...you are good at making people change their mind..." Harry whispered. "You were correct, sir..., I was wrong. "

The man smiled again."Im glad we finally come to agrement and you craving to continue your career in this business

"Yes, I'm craving for this," Harry replied. Yes, he will do everything to survive, even he would be forced to be fucked by dogs, even if they force them to put collar and stockings on, even if they will urinate in his mouth, spit at his rectum, whip his balls with leather belt. He will endure everything because his purpose in life is not to kill Voldemort, no, at least not now, maybe later. Now Robert Weimar was on top of his list of people who need to be killed

It was a good thing that muggles cannot be legilliments because if brothel owner was able to penetrate the teen's mind he would be horrified at these thought and then Harry's life would be ended in this cellar.

"Everything what you say I will do, mister Weimar, sir, "

"Today you attacked our guest Harry. You break the main rule. "

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Wizarding world. Malfoy manor's dungeons

Emptiness and stillness were driving him crazy. He has a lot of time to think. But he didn't have fresh news, so all his thoughts were about - if he is still here then it means father still didnt find Harry this means he will sit in here as a his range until he will be exchanged for Potter.

Sitting in dungeons Ron was left alone with his thoughts. He thought about happy times when he was a friend of Chosen one. Then whole school learnt that Potter is homosexual. Ron was shocked at first. Then he become angry - angry because his friend turned out to be a traitor, pervert, filthy faggot. So Weasley fall out with him. Forgetting years of friendship. Harry tried to explain something, to prove something but Ron didn't want to hear anything. That Potter sleeps with boys and with Draco Malfoy nevertheless was enough. This thought driving Ron into frenzy. His friend Harry is Malfoy's cumrag. Ron hated his former friend for this and wanted to kill him. Hermione took traitorous Potter's side, broke up with Ron for he participated in bulling and tried to use her just to prevent rumours of his own sexuality. But Weasley still didn't forgive his former friend for such betrayal.

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He didn't have much to do. Even if he had a tool suitable for digging his way out this work will took him years. He was occupying himself by observing walls, then at edge of his vision field he noticed movement. Ron turned around and saw a person who somehow managed to fit themselves into narrow shelf above cesspool. Ron raise a candle to take a better look at the unexpected guest. It was a man with horrible injuries - his eyes we're removed, he has horrible burns on his face, wrists and hands damaged with nails, fingers twisted unnaturally. His wounds weren't bleeding. He didn't cast a shadow and he was kinda transparent. Ron realized is not real living inmate, that this is just a ghost of someone who was tortured in here many centuries ago. The ghost stopped at the wall, gestured Ron to follow him, the boy walked to the darkest corner. The ghost was slightly glimmering and bricks were visible through him. The transparent being was making some gestures and the young captive realized he is asked to look at the cesspool. It was ridiculous but the ginger head complied though he didn't hope to see something but darkness and feces. However he did see a black well, and in the well there was water surface with fog above it. But most incredible and stunning thing was that this water was reflecting stars which was visible even through the fog. Ron looked up but only saw ceiling above his head. Then he looked at the well and at shimmering stars again.

Ron turned his head - phantom was still there, his mutilated feet were hanging in air above the floor. His sockets were closed, his scarred face turned to Ron. The ghost sat at edge of the well and moved his hand in circular motion above it - the water began moving, Ron felt how something was ripping him off the floor and dragging him inside the well. By e squeezed his eyes and felt himself falling into a void...Moments later Ron felt he falling through, then feeling of void ceased. He opened his eyes and realizes he is in empty school corridor. He looked around and followed a noise he heard. He saw a crowd of students, most were slytherins and gryffindors. In the middle of the crowd, surround by onlookers there was Harry and...himself.Ron stepped closer but no one payed attention to him.

"Tomorrow we will own you in a game' said captain of slytherin team

"Is not possible"

Then Malfoy said:"Are you sure? " Some fans of slytherin team began screaming derogative slogans about gryffindor team

His doppelganger - Ron from the past looked angry at that. "Lets strike a bet. In front of everyone I announce that tomorrow we will defeat slytherin and will take Quidditch Cup again, " Potter replied.

"No, Harry, no! " Ron from present time yelled, rushing into the crowd of students, to push them away and to make his way to his friend but instead he went right through them like a ghost and ended up beside Potter and his past self.

"Ok Potter, " The slytherin's captain smirked. "What will be a condition of the bet? '

Harry looked confused. He was rubbing his hand after unexpected sudden handshake from the slytherin. Don't know"

"Im suggesting the condition, " Malfoy said, exchanging glances with Zabini who smirked maliciously. Weasley didnt pay attention to this detail back then. But not this looked different and the conspiracy was obvious

"Captain of loosers' team will fulfill any request of winners"

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Athmosphere in Burrow was gloomy after Death Eaters carried out their attack at Bill and Fleur wedding which resulted in death of many guests through various means: some died in burning tents, others were trampled when everyone run chaotically, some died from spells, Ron was kidnapped

Soon after the tragedy, Weasley family received unsigned letter which was saying that their son and daughter are alive and in full health but are kept as hostages and will be send back home only exchanged for Harry Potter. Arthur Weasley was demanded to use all his ministry connections in Ministry and friends connections with muggles to find Potter who had left wizarding world, and then bring the got back to exchange him for his own children. Mister Weasley was given a choice to save his son and French girl who was mistaken for Ginny at cost of betraying a boy he loved almost like a son. Arthur understood if he find Potter and give him to Death Eaters by doing so he would condemn the boy to wicked death, but if he didn't do it then Ron would die. Arthur and Molly gave their testimony to aurors who arrive as soon as Dark Mark appeared over their house. They said about their son's kidnapping, then they visited Dumbledore and began searching for Harry, Ron and Delacour alongside with other members of Order of Phoenix.

At gatherings in house on Grimmauld Square they had heated debates, screaming their throats sore, interrupting each other, voicing various versions, making suggestions about there all three are and were trying to come with desperate plans for rescuing them. Alastor Moody suggested to do searchings in Malfoy castle. Old auror was sure that Lucius who managed to avoid imprisonment in last year had a part in the attack on Weasley house despite the fact that there wasn't any evidence which would point at his participation. But Moody thought that Lucius know about Ron's location

Dumbledore come to Ministry to visit Scrimger to demand warrant for searching in Lucius Malfoy mansion but after scandalous story with Dumbledore's forced resignment after pedophily accussations, no one let him further than reception. Order of Phoenix' multiple agents were searching muggle districts of London, suburbia, remote counties, agents with animagic ability were watching over Dursleys house but the boy still wasn't found, and he didn't come back to Dursleys

Clocks were pointing that Arthur is on job but shall come back several minutes later, every time Molly was waiting for him to bring good news about their son but it didn't happen. Handle with image of smiling Ron didn't move from «In danger». Her youngest son, her boy was in danger, he was captured by Death Eaters and could die at any moment and they couldn't do anything to save him...Bright green flame flashed in fireplace, Arthur Weasley entered kitchen. Molly rushed to him, looking at his face with hope but her husband shook his head

"We shall not loose our hope. We will find our boy and we will save him. Soon Ron will come back to us, and everything will be as usual."

Molly wept, pressing her face at her husband's chest. Fred and George looked at their mother not saying a word. Thought this week after their brother disappearance they no longer that mishievous chaotical children they used to be - the grief turned them into grown men. When everyone shivered in surprise upon hearing a knocking sound against glass. Fred opened a window. Owl flew inside, it was unknown owl they didn't recognize, it carried a tiny wooden box and a note.

Fred freed the bird from it's burden, put a coin in it's beak, the bird flew away "A gift for Missis Weasley, " George read aloud, looking at the parchment from behind his brother's shoulder. Molly wiped her face with her apron and walked to a kitchen table where this box was placed. Arthur sensed that something was wrong with this box but he didn't have a time to do anything. Molly already removed diminishment charms from this box, took it in her hands, cautiously opened it, then she screamed and lost her senses, Arthur rushed to her. Fred and George stared at their mother's unconscious body.

Ginny and Hermione run into the kitchen, upon hearing a bloodcurling scream. The box laid on a floor, having fallen from Missis Weasley's hand.

Arthur opened the box and shivered - on a velvet bottom there was a severed human finger. Arthur frozen still, immobilized by increasing feeling of horror, worsened by confusion.

There was his youngest son's finger in the box, Molly began to move. Arthur closed the box containing scary message and leaned over his spouse. "Molly, dear" He called her but his wife's facial expression made him to move away from her. Her face was feral and malicious "Find Potter, Arthur! Find him or I kill you! "

Lucius Malfoy fulfilled his threat and each time when he would enter Ron's cell, he would cut one finger off, with smile he would put a bloodied finger into a box, to send it to Weasley family. But today Bellatrix come instead, she was having fun by using Crucio, forcing the boy to roll on a floor, screaming. " Where is your friend Potter? ' She continued her interrogation despite her victim was unable to talk, gulping with his own blood. "That's enough" Cold voice said suddenly. And the torture spell stopped immediately.

"We need this boy to be alive"

"Do you still hope to exchange him for Potter? You are wasting time, Malfoy. They won't give us Potter, so give me this gingerhead" "Are you sure he doesn't know where his friend is hiding? " Malfoy asked with suspicion.

His mind is like an open book for me, Lucius. This son of a bitch knows nothing. He find out of his friend's escape from the Mudblood and she herself doesnt know where Potter decided to go. Potter escaped, not telling anything to anyone. So Weasley is useless for us. "

"Lets wait a couple of days Bella. I heard his mother lost her mind after receiving the gift from me. I think Arthur now working hard to find Potter. In my last letter I wrote if he didn't find the boy then he would receive his dismembered daughter" "I would like to have fun with the wench" Bellatrix said.

"If we didn't find him Dark Lord would be furious. I'm willing to doing everything just to find the boy"

He swished his wand and cut off Ron's left ear, a blood sprayed from open wound, Lucius pushed the boy away, stepped over his body, and left, holding Ron's severed ear, intending to send it to the young martyr's father alongside with another threats.

Lucius Malfoy have never drunk so much of alcohol before. He just come back from Dark Lord and still felt stare of red eyes. Potter still wasn't found. Voldemort was craving to get the boy.

But Death eaters failed to find him. Arthur also couldn't find him. Lucius's patience run out. He emptied a glass of cogniac and went to prisoners cells

"Yesterday your sister died, " Lucius said to the captive, Ron felt strong smell of alcohol emanating from his jailer.

"You are wrong, Malfoy" Ron said

"You didn't kill my sister. During attack Ginny managed to escape with Hermione. And that girl you talking about was Fleur de la Cour. She is French. You killed innocent person who had nothing to do with this.

"Delacour?" Lucius said in shock, exchanging glances with Lestrange. Ron thought they simply was confused. He didn't know that Delacours were related to Malfoys

Young French veila met very curious fate for a veila - she died from heart attack after series of sadistic rapes. But even after that yet warm corpse was brutalized, her dead body was left alone only after rigor mortis

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giant living room of Malfoy manor was semi-dark - tall windows were covered by heavy curtains, candles put out. The only source of light was flame in big fireplace. People were sitting by long table, several of them were looking fearfully at a person who was sitting in the middle. Voldemort's pale snakelike noseless face with glimmering red eyes was looking at those people, many of them felt like their souls are covered by ice, sticky fingers touching their consciousness, trying to pull out their thoughts

"Potter still wasn't found" Dark Lord said, many felt cold sweat run down their tensed spines. "I entrusted you with this, Lucius" Voldemort added, his red eyes were looking at Malfoy with such anger that some people decided to look away afraid of turning to ashes under their leader's furious stare.

"My Lord, we are watching over his relatives all the time, as soon as he visit them he would be caught immediately. My people are searching muggle districts. MacNeir interrogating everyone who can possibly know where he is. We are not ceasing our searches. The difficulty is that the boy doesn't have any magical items in his use, it is impossible to teach him down. Attempts to mental contact also failed. Either he is very far away, maybe abroad or the old man taught him to close his mind

"You keep on disappoint me, Lucius," Voldemort hissed, his lipleds mouth curved resembling a smile. Those who sat next to Malfoy saw blue vein twitched on side of his head. There were dark circles under his eyes sunken from lack of sleep. After deaths of Weasley and Delacour Lucius' plan failed, now he was searching how to find solution. Potter disappeared like he simply fall under the ground. Neither Death Eaters or Orden of Phoenix were able to find him.

"I will do whatever necessary, my Lord so that to not disappoint you anymore

"Everyone who find the boy and send him to me would be rewarded" Voldemort said, ignoring Malfoy manor's owner. Many smiled satisfied, witnessing Lucius' humiliation.

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After he lost his consciousness during torture with electrocution, he was untied and brought to medical care. When the guy regained his consciousness he was still paralyzed for about a hour, but injections inside his veins increased blood pressure and heartbeat frequency, so aftermath of the torture disappeared. The only remainder were red spots on his skin. Doctor Jack prescribed him antidepressants, Harry was given hot tea, he managed to fall asleep but was often twitched, moaned and even screamed in his sleep. Two days later all traces of electrocution were gone but aftermath of beating was long lasting, healing process of bloodied imprints from belt was slow. And many customers wont appreciate such marks the guy's body. Lee would visit the ward every day and was present during medical examination of Harry's body. Bruises were taking long to heal, as result the former gryffindor was laying in the hospital for over a week. Then endless nightmare began... It looked like they were checking his durability limits, observing through cameras for how long the boy can handle such a life.

Potter manage to handle this but the price was to turn himself into a soulless sex machine. By one night he would service from ten to fifteen customers which have never happened to him before and now it was him he would have to fulfill dirtiest desires of perverts. He was observed for 24 hours everyday, when Potter was at the edge to loose his consciousness because of exhaustion one of medics will enter his room with cocaine, Harry would inhale it greedily through 10pounds banknote, then stimulating substance would be injected in his vein and everythnig began a new. If another sadist whipped him and wanted to hear screams Harry would scream like banshee, when customer's ears would hurt from his wailing and he would command to shut up then Potter fell silent immediately and no pain would make him make a sound anymore. If pedophile wanted to see that the boy receives sexual pleasure Harry would moan lustfully and slutty and would writhe his whole body in such a way that any pornoactor would be envious of his talent to fake orgasm, though despite such writhing and moaning he didnt have erection at all

This behaviour of young hustler wasn't left unnoticed and two weeks later Lee said that Weimar summoning him. Potter didn't give away his emotions but inside he felt like his innards covered with ice - being summoned was promising nothing good. If he did a mistake he won't have a second chance doctor Jack will inject him with lethal dose and his burial will be some landfill.Robert Weimar was sitting in his armchair, smoking and watching something on a monitor of TV. Potter looked at the tv and saw that his owner watching video starring Harry. All guys in brothel liked doing porn, the job was hefty payed and safe, it couldn't even being called job it was pleasure. Pose on a camera, fake orgasm and get good money. There was a big competition and rivalry among hustlers for a right to receive a role in another porno video but many customers always showed desire to watch videos with new boys, and so Robert Weimer was forced to get Harry into video making because desire of customers is a law.

Now the brothel owner was watching freshly made video on a disk brought by Lee. Harry dressed in uniform of Japanese schoolgirl was laying handcuffed to a bed, while a burly man was inserting big rubber phallos in his anus, while slapping his buttocks with other hand.

Harry was faking an orgasm, moaning lustfully and nearly drooling from fake pleasure, moving his ars and im paling himself on the rubber cock.

According to a script, this burly man kidnapped a girl from school, pushed her into his truck, get her to his house in suburbia in then he fucking her with various perverted means but the schoolgirl turning out to be a nympho, as result she cum abundantly herself then she would fuck her kidnapper and his friends on her own accord so much they melt with it.

"You are crappy actor, Black, " Robert Weimar said.

This is my first role, sir, " Harry replied, gazing at a floor to avoid looking at himself on the screen.

"Customers doesn't like this. It won't do to publish this crap. I knew we shall take Liam for this role. The boy has talent for such things, and this scoundrel is talentless garbage, useless, " Brothel owner said, turning the Chinese man. "Our viewers grow a bit tired of Liam, they want to see this one, mister Weimar, " The Asian man replied looking at Harry with disdain. "I have tried, sir, " Potter said.

"You have tried too hard, little bitch, " Brothel owner smiled.

"Mister Weimar I did everything what cameraman wanted, I swear, "Potter said, feeling goosebumps run on his skin under the pimp's cold eyes. " I have tried, ' Harry repeat again, gazing in the floor so that the brothel owner won't see hatred in green eyes.

"Harry, Harry, you are useless. I always knew it, "Robert Weimar said, turning off TV, no longer wanted to look at boy lustfully spreading his legs while making fake moans.

" So, what now then? Are you going to kill me for this? '

"You are useless in here, you will work on a street. Joe's boys are servicing customers in Soho - this is prestigious district, many are dreaming to end up in there. I think you will be useful in there and so you will be able to compensate our financial and moral damage caused by you. But I find out you did something stupid at least once, or if at least one customers would be unhappy with you then you are dead man, Black, "

"Everything will be fine, sir, I promise, " Harry assured him, still not understanding what is better to be a pornstar and a toy for perverts in expensive brothel or to be street slut from prestigious district

Memories about how he was being fucked whole night on a backseat in a car of Joe were still fresh in Potter's mind and those weren't the best memories in his life.

"Get out, " The brothel owner ordered.

"Yes, sir. " Harry turned around and excited the room but stumbled across Joe - his future boss in street work. Joe Manitoba was smiling while entering the office of Weimer.

"Hello," Harry said quickly and hurried into a corridor.

"Wait in a car, " Joe snarled at him and slammed the door. Harry went to his bedroom and looked around for something to bring with himself. There were comics on a bed, Potter gathered them, then fetched money he earned and put them in his pocket. He didn't have any other belongings. He exited the room

He wanted to say goodbye to Lucas, knowing is unlikely he will see him again in a foreseen future, and that he won't be able to keep in touch with him because hustlers in Weimar brothel didn't have an opportunity to use phones or internet. It was a precaution so that someone from boys wont tell his relatives where he is and what he is being coerced to do.

From the very first day of being in here Potter was craving to run away but now a thought of no longer being able to see his coworker was making him feel sad.

Harry and Lucas become close to each other and become real friends even though they still haven't had sex. While Weimar was giving instructions to Joe Mabuto Harry wanted to see Lucas but Lucas was taken to work at customer's house. Potter left a note for him saying that he is now being transferred to work in Soho district. Then he left the room. At this brothel was quiet because the guys we're sleeping after exhausting work at night. So Potter was stunned and confused when in empty corridor he suddenly run into soppy brunette Liam Raily.

Harry never liked this boy, though in fact it wasn't only Harry who didn't like him, all guys in brothel didn't like him but they were forced to put up with this prissy bitch. Liam was sleazy, effemenate block age about fourteen or fifteen, with fat ass, he was even walking while swaying his hips. This little spoiled shit was favourite of the brothel owner, Weimar kept him for himself, on rare occasion giving him to especially important guests only. This little shit never serviced sadists, he always get best and cleanest work. Besides, being the owner's pet, he would take roles in pormovies more often than other boys, and he earn more than others, many other guys hates him for this because rivalry was harsh, every hustler was desiring to get a role. Moreover Liam would occasionally snitch on other boys to the brothel owner with or without reason. Because of that boys were punished, often - after being falsely accused

Because of that many were dreaming to beat crap out if him but was afraid that he would snitch to the owner.

Not hiding nasty grin, Liam drawled;

Screwed up again, Black? Now you will suck off thugs in gateways. You ll be in your rightfull place and here only best ones are allowed to work"

Potter looked at this prissy shit, feeling huge desire to hit his mug. There weren't cams in the corridor but Harry looked around once more slowly to make sure stuff wasn't here. Liam grinned again and desire to shatter his face overpowered everything else

Potter grabbed little shit, pulling him to himself, then gave him Glasgow kiss by hitting him with his head in a face, The boy squealed in pain but Harry turned him around and rammed him into a wall face first.Liam screamed and twitched but the former gryffindor hit him again the wall once more.

"Black, let me go! " Little scoundrel wailed. "I would tell everything to boss and he would kill you for this! " Weinar's favorite promised, chocking with tears

"You shouldn't have said this, " Potter hissed. "I will smear your brains against the wall, so that you will never being able to snitch on someone and you know I no longer have anything to loose, " Harry hit him against the wall again. Liam wailed in pain again. "Black, please let me go, I swear I won't tell anything to anyone. I won't snitch on you I promise! " The boy squealed, trying to break free from Harry's grasp. Potter hit him against the wall again. "If they asked you what happened to your face, tell everyone you slipped in a bathroom and hit yourself against a sink, do you get it! " The former gryffindor hissed, looking at bitchboy who was scared, sailing loudly, chocking with tears and bloody snivells. "Do you get what I said? " Harry repeats, raising his fist again. "Yes!" Liam Raily squeal!

"Get the fuck out of here, faggot, or I kill you! "

Potter said, pushing the boy away so harshly that that the latter lost his balance but jumped on his feet quickly, covering his shattered nose with his palms he quickly run through the corridor, this time he wasn't swaying his hips, he sobbed instead. Harry glanced at the running boy and was thinking about that if scoundrel tell everything to Weimar then Harry is a deadman

Potter turned around and went to exit. He saw Joe Mabuto's car, he remembered this car pretty well. He didn't have desire to take back seat, where he was raped all night long recently but either this or to seat next to the pimp. Potter sighed and took back seat. He then wait Mabuto for about twenty minutes probably because Weimar was giving him instructions concerning the «newbie». Harry was glancing at the door all the time, expecting security to appear at any moment to drag him to Weimar for execution. But no one come for him, which means Daily didn't snitch. Mabuto come back, the pimp was in a bad mood, he looked at Harry angrily and began driving. The drive took long, Harry was looking at wet window.

"If you do something stupid I will kill you, " The pimp promised. 'Yes sir, " Harry replied with indufference. "I knew you are full of shit as soon as I learnt you steal a customer from my guys. "

" Yes, sir. "

"I would not tolerate disobedience. You are just a hole, do you get it? "

"Yes, sir, " Potter said with indifference.

"If there would some problems because of you or customers would complain..." "Then you would kill me, sir. You already said this." "This so that you will memorize it, son of a bitch, " the pimp snarled.

"Yes sir. I will memorize it, I promise..."

Work starts at eight AM. You are finishing at six PM, but you shall be ready to serve a customer if I call. As for gygiene you know yourself - shithole and mouth shall be clean, you will live alone, I pay for apartment so you are lucky you ended up at Weimar. I would punish and fine you for each transgression..." He continue giving instruction to the newbie. Harry would reply «Yes sir», not listening to the pimp and not thinking about meaning of his words.

"We arrived, " Joe said when car stopped at Friday of fivestories house. Harry left the car, stepped over the pool and run into the Friday. The pimp followed him.

"Third floor, there is no elevator in here. "

Harry bumped into a guy who was taking out the trash bag. "Sorry," Potter said, puting on his glasses.

"No problem" The hustler smiled, he was wearing unbuttoned shirt and tight jeans with lowered waistline

The guy was the same age with Harry but was taller. He was looking at the newbie with curiosity, squeenting his eyes, then licked his lips slowly. Potter noticed the guy's glance stopped at his crotch area, like he was assessing size of what was hidden by Potter's trousers. Harty blushed.

"Brett O'Connor," shameless guy said stretched his arm for a handshake

"Harry Black, " Potter replied hesitantly, then shook his hand.

"Hey fags, did you get along already? " Joe said. "Good morning, mister Mabuto, we fags did get along" Brett O'Connor said, smiling. "Nice to see you in good mood despite bad weather. Say hello to Weimar "

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" Do you have a cigarette? " Potter asked, making step back to avoid standing so close to Connor.

"I have something better than cigarettes, " Brent said. "Cocaine? Potter asked, licking his lips nervously, he received positive reply.

" Cool, " The gryffindor said, smirking.

"Then close the door, Black, "Brent said, walking to a kitchen.

Brent come back with plastic bag, glass pipe and a lighter, he placed all of this in front of Harry and sat opposite to him. Potter took the small bag with small white pieces which were resembling crystals, he was looking at it in surprise.

" This is crack,"Conner explained. "Also known as«Frost», «cheap snow».At Weimar you get used to cocaine but here, in streets, this is not for peupers like you and I. Crack is mix of cocaine with somethinh, so it is much cheaper." Connor cautiously put small piece into the glass pipe, switched the lighter and began heating. Soon the crystals began to melt, cracking sound was heard. Brent took the pipe in his mouth and inhaled cocaine vapour than handed the pipe to Harry "Oh my..." Potter whispered in excitement.

"That feels great, " Conner said, falling to the bed. "Ye," Harry replied and later next to him, giving him the pipe. Nervousness, irritation were gone, now Potter felt eiphoria and happiness His pupils widened, the former gryffindor began to feel arousal.

"Are you dating someone? " Brent asked, he did deep inhale of crack, pressed his mouth to Harry's lips, through the kiss he shares vapour of narcitic with him. Potter moaned in mind blowing pleasure, he hugged his neighbour, pulling him to himself.

"Do you have a boyfriend? " Conner asked with lustfull smile. "No," Harry whispered with stupid smile from endless overwhelming happiness. " Why? Brent asked" 'You lying, Black. "

Well I had a teammate, together we have been serving various perverts but I didn't have sex with him. I'm fucking only on job, " Potter said, resisting the temptation looking in his eyes. "Do you want to do this in free time? "

" No… I think…" — Potter whispered struggling the temptation with difficulty. "As you wish, " Brent said with slight disappointment then asked:"Mabuto said Weimar kicked you out from brothel. Have you been a bad boy? "

"I attacked a customer and shattered his face. "

"Im surprised Lee didn't kill you for this. " "They tortured me with electricity in a basement," Harry replied.

"Sorry, let's not talk about this. Do you have relatives? " " I'm orphan, my parents died in car crash when I was infat, " Potter replied.

"What about you? "

"My mother is a whore, serving truck drivers. She gave birth to me at age sixteen from some customer. In Ireland abortion is outlawed. When I was born she had to bring me to work and I was making her whirish life difficult. While she was sucking off truck drivers, her whorish friends were babysitting me. Soon she brought me to Belfast to my grandmother, I lived in there til age six, when she died mother was forced to take me in again. She lived in outskirts of Dublin with her whorish friend. All my childhood memories connected with repulsive men and orgies. When I was eleven one scumbag fucked me. When he put his cock in me I screamed so loud he had to gag me with my underpants. This jerkass was fucking me I felt like Im being torn apart, I laid and groaned into the gag, pouring tears and snivells. Then my whorish mother come, promises to snitch to police about rape of underage if he didn't pay double charge. He fucked me, hit her and threatened to break her neck but he did pay what she demanded, he said my asshole was worth it. Then he fucked her again I was laying on the table with torn ass, with underpants in my mouth, wailing, listening their slutty moans." Harry was looking at the boy who now was telling about horrible violence he enduring in his childhood

"So you really do know Weimar? I thought you were just showing off" Harry asked to change the topic

"I was his lover for two years. He kept me to himself only self on giving me to his best friends of very important customers. I felt good living with him, I had tasty food, cool clothes. But then he found new favourite and I began working like everyone else, and then after I become overused slut I ended up in here. Mabuto knows I was «boy of Weimar», so I can sometimes allow myself to do what others cannot get away with. Joe is, afraid that Robert make take me back again and then I ll snitch that Joe was mistreating me. So my standing is a bit more privileged than that of other guys, at least Mabuto not beating me and not fucking me. However Rob will never take me back he liked only underage twelve years olds, thirteen years olds with narrow holes. I grow up and turned into overused street slut he no longer needs me

"Ye he now has another favourite, "Harry said recalling prissy son of bitch Raily whose face he recently shattered with big pleasure. " I see, "Brent said and inhaled the crack again. Harry was looking at him being shocked by horrifying story of this guy.

" How did you end up like this?" Brent asked looking at him. "I run away from school. I was raped too. Gangrape...Then I run away. Because whole school including teachers thought Im faggot and they well...my best friend spat at me and said he doesnt have friends among faggots, others were harassing me too and I couldnt bear it"

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Work on a street wasn't much different from working in brothel, the difference was that stylish room changed to dirty gateways and driveways, public restroomd sometimes, customers now were stinking with sweat and stale alcohol. The only positive thing was free apartment, Potter would go back there at morning and fall asleep immediately. He never bring customers to his apartment. He grow tired of living in brothel under constant surveillance, so new living place become shelter for him, closed territory, only his friend O'Connor had access in there. The former gryffindor become closer to his «colleague» and neighbour, though in Harry's eyes he was very lecherous, the Irishman turned out to be good guy, nothing like prissy scumbag he seemed to be when Harry first met him. Interaction with other hustlers was limited to small talk while waiting for customers, obscene jokes and stories about sex. Harry usually was silent, and introverted so others didn't like him but he didn't care.

He had to serve fifteen customers throughout a night, sometimes more. Cheap boys were popular. They were standing by a road, stopping all cars, grasped at passerbies to offer themselves shamelessly. When a customer was found, Mabuto would talk about time and money with him. Boys often worked at Joe's backseat or sat in customers' cars. Customers weren't picky and were ready to fuck a cheap whore in nearest driveway or in public restroom

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Harry has never worked in nightclubs before. All hustlers preferred to serve customers in there instead of standing by a road regardless of weather and beckoning passerbies then to bend over in filthy smelly gateways or in backseat and waiting for a customer to unload in their are. In clubs everything was different you can earn much more in there, get good tips. Also in a club you may not only work but also to have fun and even get drunk.

Most hustlers were working in restrooms, locking up in stalls. Some whores began serving customers kneeling on a floor and giving blowjob not waiting till the stall would freed. Some were serving customers in club itself, choosing dark place or kneeling under a table and began to suck.

Brent was happy that this night they will work in a club instead of standing on a street under rain. They exited a taxy. Harry looked up and saw glimmering neon title «Fire». There were a crowd of guys who wanted to get inside. Two huge dark skinned bouncers were standing at door, letting in only chosen ones. Brent said to one of them that they are from Joe Mabuto. Security nodded and stepped aside, letting them in

Their ears were hit by loud music, semi darkness was interrupted with colourful lightnings. They went to cashier Brent explained that Joe already payed for them

Joe just like other pimps was paying to owners of night clubs for his boys free access to their clubs. But rivalry was harsh, so each pimp had his own certain day in one or another club where his employees can work. Brent pulled Harry's sleeve and walked with him inside. There was a stage with poles with naked guys dancing in there, making obscene movements, man who were crowding beside the stage were trying to reach out to sweaty bodies to touch them. Dancers were smiling lustfully licking their lups, spreading their buttocks shamelessly, but skillfully dodging away from hands reaching to them, continue to tease and ignite lust. Dancing hustlers and strippers would come close only to those who was holding money in their reaching hands.

After ripping money from the visitor's hands, guys would allow to fondle them for several moments then they began to rub their wet bodies against the poles or against each other, lecherously spreading their legs, imitating intercourse and French kissing each other causing encouraging screams and whistles. Harry was stunned by what he saw

He thought he get used to everything because he has been offering himself to passerbies, pulling down his jeans so that his shaven pelvis would be seen, some customerd would feel up his crotch or checking his anus with their finger to make sure is not too stretched for their liking. Such checking would occur almost every night. Joe would invite some boy the customers picked, hustler then pull down his trousers so that customer could see that this hustler is good merchandise with narrow hole. If customer wasnt satisfied by what he saw Mabuto would bring another guy, new check would began until man won't find someone to his liking then Joe would talk about prices, time and specifics of services. Harry already grown used to be regarded as an item to buy and to check whether this item has defects or not

These guys whoever were selling themselves with shocking shamelessness. Two hustlers were dancing and at same time imitating intercourse followed by wild yelling, salty jokes

"We shall take their place at the pole otherwise someone else do this. "

"Are you trying to say we will be dancing THERE? " Potter asked, looking at Connor with horror "Of course, " Brent nodded. "Then we would have many customers. Place at the pole costs twenty pounds, do you have money? "

"I won't do this, I would have a job even without this. "

Relax, Black. Go to restroom,«powder your nose», I will pay for a place on the stage. Harry felt nervous. It was always like this before the work, in such situations he felt drastic need for several drags of«frost». Potter get used to cocaine in Weimar's brothel, where teens were often given white powder and antidepressants.But on a street cocaine was expensive, was regarded as «narcotic for rich people»,while crack was affordable and Harry didn't know a hustler who doesnt smoke «frost"

After several drags of crack depression, nervousness leaving him, Potter began feeling incredible sensations, he was consumed by eiphoria. Crack was helpfull in work, without this it was difficult to survive all this nightmare, all the dirt of street prostitute's life, several drags of crack were taking him to bliss. It was fake and short living happiness but this way it was easier to live in this cruel world, for some time depression and desire to jump under a train disappeared. But effect from crack was very short living so he had to take it again and again

Harry decided he wont dance naked in front of these perverts By some reason Harry recalled Yule Ball at fourth year. Back then he felt embarassed too when he had to dance, he would step on Parvaty's feet all the time. Wanting for the dancing to end

To avoid this embarrassment Potter decide to his in restroom, he can always caught a customer in there and to work in locked stall. Connor can do whatever he wants too but Potter won't participate. Harry was making his way through the crowd, but suddenly some guy with shaven head grabbed him with sweaty hand and pulled to himself attempting to embrace him. Among colourful flashes his face turned into something horrible. For a moment Harry thought he was being looked at by a naked skull with sunken eye sockets and carnivorous grin. The skull released its long tongue which Potter saw as a snake, and touched his face with this snake. The former gryffindor shrieked, break free and jumped away

Hey, dear, how about a dance? " Potter heard playfull masculine voice. He turned around and saw a transvestite old enough to be his father. Potter couldn't stand transvestites and thought they are psychos and perverts. He himself was often forced to wear wigs and women underwear but he did this unwillingly, because customers wanted this. While transvestites were doing this willingly, taking pleasure from this slutty game, mimicking women. And this old man with false eyelashes, bright lipstick and in fishnet stockings was now hitting on him

The transvestite stood up and grabbed his hand"I will pay"

"Even if you pay I won't dance with you and won't even put my cock behind your cheek. You ugly like baboon'ars in mating period

Harry went downstairs to restroom. Walls were covered with obscene inscriptions and advertises like «I will take it in my ars», «I will suck off for ten pounds», and phone numbers of those who offer these services

Alongside with inscriptions there were obscene drawings. Those frescos were showing huge dicks unloading powerfull streams of sperm, creampied hairy arses and human figures having sex in various positions

Potter sat on a toilet, took glass pipe from his pocket, cautiously poured several tiny pieces of narcotic in it, and switched the lighter. When white crystals began melting and Harry heard cracking sound, he put the lighter back in his pocket and inhaled deeply

Harry closed his eyes, bite his lips and began masturbating to increase sensations, recalling events of evening when Draco Malfoy fucked him in front of other slytherins

By some reason this particular moment when he lost his virginity was turning him on when he was under cocaine influence. In place of a customer he would imagine his school rival with whom he experienced his first real orgasm so different from masturbation in shower or under blanket. But after shortliving effect of crack would gone Harry was sinking into depression. He began hating and scorning himself even more than he hated and scorned Malfoy whom Potter blamed in all his misfortunes. Potter felt himself even more of pervert than his customers it was embarassing for him to admit that memories about Draco Malfoy are causing strong arousal in him

Harry went to the stage surronded by screaming and whistling men, he was stunned from what he saw. Things Brent was doing were driving men crazy. Harry couldnt stop looking at his friend, he began caressing his own crotch area without even noticing this. Conner was seducing spectators with his body and smile, causing animalistic lust and wild passion. The guy was dancing by the pole in rays of projectors, he was undressing slowly and caressing himself, not, allowing reaching hands to touch his body glistening with sweat. Money were flying at his feet, not paying attention to money Brent keep on tempting men. Harry saw that he was doing this with pleasure

Men who wanted to pay for his body were at his feet. For a moment Potter looked away from this sight of sinfull angel who fell from sky to the very bottom. Many men who were standing beside Harry were holding their hands over their zippers just like him. Some pulled out their dicks and began masturbating

Some man began sprinkling sperm with high stream so that several drops landed at those around him. Harry felt someone traced his hip with their hand, then erected dick ended up beside Harry's palm "Im not doing handjob for free, " The former gryffindor said to the guy. Moments later a banknote was in Harry's Palm He put banknote to his pocket quickly, then took his neighbour's dick and began jerk it off. Soon the guy moaned and shoot stream of sperm in Harry's Palm. Then several other spectators cum not looking away from Connor. Potter wiped his soiled palm against his jeans then touched his own dick again, caressing it through his trousers

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The customer's movements become faster and harder, he was fucking the teen in his mouth, pushing dickhead in his throat, hairy balls hitting against the former gryffindor's chin. Then Harry heard loud voice of Brent:"Black are you here?! Police in hear! ' Harry moved away from the customer and saw his friend.

Potter realizes consequences of cops seeing him, he stand up, pushing the customer away. Brent walked to him "Hurry, they will be here soon! " Connor grabbed Harry and dragged him to a stall.

"Where you go, come back! I didn't cum! " The customer yelled.

"I don't have a time, " Harry said.

"I payed you! Give me my money back! "

"Fuck you, " The former gryffindor replied and showed middle finger, Brent kicked door of locked stall, the door opened after that. There was old man sitting on toilet, judging by sounds and stench he was taking shit, in front of him a boy was giving him blow job.

"Cops! Police raid! " Brent yelled, the hustler run away from the stall immediately, leaving his customer to sit on a toilet.

"Get away bitch! " Potter snarled and two hustlers grabbed the man by his arms, throw him out of the stall on a dirty flood and locked themselves in there.

"Sluts! Cocksuckers! Open a door, faggots! ' they heard agitated screams from other side of the door. Brent began throwing bags with crack into a shit filled toilet, he had about ten bags of crack for selling in the club. Harry throw glass pipe on the floor and stepped on it, turning it to dust

They heard screams and foul language of people who burst into a restroom and realized those are policemen. Potter tossed his own bag with white crystals into the toilet. Sound of door being breaking in heard next to them - policemen were dragging gay guys out of there from their hideout. Harry and Brent were looking at toilet hoping that all bags were washed down. If only one left on a surface then they will be imprisoned.

Door of their stall began trembling from insanely strong hit. Brent embraced Harry and pressed him to himself. "What are you doing? " Potter asked licking his own bleeding lip. "Shut up, " Conner whispered and grasped Potter mouth with his lips like hungry vampire. Harry embraced Brent by his neck, pressing himself to him. In that moment door was broken and someone yelled:"Hands up! " Harry and Brent obliged but they didn't look at police, they looked at toilet in which there was nothing except from clean water

"What the fuck! " Connor yelled. "You don't have right to break in like this! " Potter added. "Shut up! Put your hands behind your head! "

"I will complain about brutal treatment of sexual minorities" Potter said but received painfull hit at his head

"You are violating human rights! I will tell journalists about police brutality!"

"Shut up! " One of them snarled while another one was looking into the toilet.

"They flushed it" He said.

"You won't prove it" Harry replied.

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So, cocksuckers, will you take my cock in your mouths? " The man asked, standing before the hustlers.

"Get lost, bitch, we are not working, " Potter replied feeling anxious from exhaustion, upcoming meet with drug dealers and lack of crack in his system. Brent felt similar despite being lesser emotional than his friend. "Fuck off, scumbag, " Conner said to persistent bastard who was smelling with sweat, urine and stale alcohol.

"Sluts!" The man snarled, his eyes filled with malice. He grabbed Harry, who was sitting closer to him, jerked him by a collar of his jacket, lifting him from his seat and raise his fist to smash Harry' jaw. But the former best seeker of a century dodged easily. Potter was a pro in dodging from bludgers, Dudley also helped him to learn how avoid punches.

Seeing that the scumbag was about to break Harry's jaw, Brent punched man at his ribs, the latter cursed, throw Potter, punched Brent in a face. Breant flew to a ground, blood trickles from his lip.

"You bitch! " Potter yelled, raising from a floor and his man's balls with his knee, Brent also stood up, wiping blood from shattered lips he launched at his attacker and toppled him to the ground.

The man was screaming, howling, cursing at "faggots"

Harry was kicking him at his crotch with ferocity, using him as let out for his rage at customers who were raping him, spitting at his face, forcing him to swallow urine, whipping him with leather belts. Brent was kicking the drunksrd at his face. A couple of minutes later he fell silent, having lost consciousness.

"Thats enough, Harry, " Conner said, pushing Potter away from the bloodied man.

"Is he dead.?' The former gryffindor asked. Brent sat next to the unconscious body, feeling for artery on its neck.

"He is alive, " Conner replied and began searching the man's pockets. Two vagabonds in far end of the train looked away, showing that they didn't see anything. Brent withdrawed several banknotes and counted. "Almost forty pounds. "

Potter nodded. "Step aside. " Brent stood up and walked away from the unconscious body, which was laying in a pool of blood.

Harry unzipped his trousers, withdrawed his dick and began to urinate over the man who was laying spread at his feet.

"You probably like golden shower, don't you, bitch? " The former gryffindor asked. Conner stood next to him, unzipped his pants too and accompanied his friend, trying to aim at the bloodied face.

The train slow down, they closed their pants, stepped over the body, walked to exit.

Harry stop in his tracks and started at two benches, then looked at rails.

"What the fuck you looking for? "

"Brent, I have been here, " Potter replied.

"And what? I used to be here too, so what? " "The person died in here. Good person. He jumped under a train. "

"People often go to subway to commit suicide. Everyday. "

Harry sat on the bench and began to tell:"When I ended up in London I was trying to find some job but was shuned away from everywhere. I was hungry, everyone thought I'm junkee and that I'm asking money for drugs. I was looking for food in trashcans! I spent night on a bench, morning after tried to find some job again. It was raining, so I come here, I was sitting here, my vision began to darken from hunger. He was sitting there vagabond whose name I never learnt He come to me, gave me beer. Everyone was walking past me, don't give a shit someone is starving but he suddenly walked to me and gave me this beer. It was crappy beer, warm and sour but back then it seemed like best drink in the world. Aside from this beer he gave me one advice I will remember my whole life. He said: «Trust nobody, fear nothing, beg no one, then maybe you could survive in this world and climb out of this bottom». I replied I will remember his words. He gave me excellent advice how to survive in this crappy world, Brent, and Im gratefull to this person...I hour later I was looking at railways, they were splatteted with blood. There was a body covered with a sheet, I had a pack of his cigarettes in my pocket. He then said he won't be needing them anymore back then I didn't understand what he meant

"You know nothing about me, Brent. You have no idea who I really am and what I can do for you. '

Brent laughed and pat Harry's shoulder.

"Please, don't tell me you are a disowned prince in exile, " irishman said, laughing.

"But I'm really rich. Fuck, Conner, shut up, stop laughing, I'm not lying! Do you remember I said my parents died in carcrush ? They left me rich inheritance but for now my guardian has it in his grasp. Very soon, when I hit age of majority I will get this money. Brent we only need to wait to 31st July, I will turn seventeen I will get a lot of money and power."

Brent stopped laughing, traced his hand over Harry's face gently and said:" You are using too much of cheap snow. Please stop. Take care, Harry"

"You don't believe me..."Potter said quietly "But I really can do everything for you, I swear. And you take care too and I swear I will climb out of this bottom and drag you out of here too. And everyone will pay for everything. Everyone - Weimar, Lee, Mabuto, Malfoy, they all will answer what they have done.

" Malfoy? Who is he? Some customer? "

"In a way, you correct. Draco Lucius Malfoy was my first customer and this scumbag is a reason I end up like this.

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Whats going on? Why are you gathering your things? "

"Mabuto kicked me out, Black" The guy said.

"Why?" Potter asked in bewilderment.

"He said gather your things and leave the apartment. "

"But why? What happened. Please tell me..."

"Harry, I have syphilis," Brent said, turning away from him, Potter noticed a tear rolling on his friend's face.

"What?" The former gryffindor asked. "He said he doesn't need employee with syphilis, that I shall gather my things and leave the apartment. "

"Oh Merlin, " Potter whispered, hugging his friend, pressing him to himself tightly.

Brent weeped silently, Harry felt his friend's shoulders trembling.

"When did you learnt this?" Harry asked. "At morning, today I come to clinic to get my results...Result is bad. I know it will happen... You need to get analyses too. Maybe you are infected too"

"But I didn't have sex with you, "Harry replied. " But we had common customers" Connor said

Conner smiled and turned away. Harry reached for cigarettes, his hands were trembling.

"You can not even know you are I'll. Get analises. " Mabuto said he would pay medical bills" Harry said.

"I used to believe him too, " Conner smirked. "So this morning I told him about results of my analyses, he kicked me out. This scumbag won't waste money for our medical bills, he doesn't need infected whores. It is easier to find new healthy guy than pay for my medical bills " This is unfair! "Harry exclaimed. <>" Life sucks. Haven't you realized this already? Don't trust, don't fear, don't beg - isn't it?"

"What are you going to do? " Potter asked.

"I will rent apartment for work."

"And what about your illness? "

"This is not lethal, I will buy medicines and will cure myself. It would much worse if someone infected me with HIV. "

"Why won't you go to clinic?" Potter asked.

"If you don't have money for this I can give it to you. "

"This is not about money...We, prostitutes, are higher risk group. If I go to clinic they would inform Vice Department, cops will began to investigate, began to search all customers to learn if I infected someone, if it happened they can put me in jail for spreading STD. They also would go after Mabuto, would check all guys. You know, I really shall move out from here, this is for my own good. "

"So they will inform Vice Department about your results? "

"No. I went to private clinic, they are providing anonimity, dont demand any documents, you can call yourself any name, pay money, give your blood, next day you will get sealed envelope with results"

I need to go, Harry. I don't want to run into Mabuto again. " "Call me"

Alright," Conner said. They were looking at each other like they were seeing each other for last time and wanted to remember this last minute for the rest of their days. Harry made first step, he hugged Brent, pressing him to himself.

"Brent I'm regret that we didn't have sex, " He whispered. "But we can..."

"No, Black, it is too late. If you not I'll..."

"We can use a condom, " Potter replied, pressing him to himself tighter.

"I don't want to take a risk. Because I love you ," Brent replied, he kissed Harry's lips gently. Potter was caressing Brent's tongue and lips with his tongue. Brent grabbed back of Potter's head, pressing to himself tighter, afraid to let go. Harry lowered his hand and began to caress his friend's dick through his jeans. Finally gentleness and love which have been hidden in Potter's soul found natural release, no longer restrained by anything they overwhelmed him. Now he didn't care that he is kissing a boy, that he is pervert and whore

Harry was French kissing Brent, once his lips were freed, Conner limited his actions with same passion. «Ron, Sean, Malfoy were right 'm faggot, I'm psycho, so be it! I don't care how it is called! », — Potter thought, suffocating from feelings overwhelming him. — «I don't care that others think this is vice and perversiry, dont care that others condemn this love and run from it like it is a plague». Now, kissing the best boy in the world, Harry Potter forgot about everything, he felt good, ge does what he wanted, he doesn't care what others would think of this.

"I need to go, " Brent whispered. "Otherwise it would go too far. "

"What if I already infected? " Potter asked.

Conner shook his head and walked to exit.

"Brent call me, " Harry yelled.

Conner didn't call him this evening, didn't call at next evening. Harry would call to him many times but there was no reply. He felt deceived and abandoned, void was spreading somewhere inside of him. He realized he lost a friend again, it was painfull. Potter was keep on sending messages. Brent wasn't replying Harry didn't understand why his friend avoid interaction with him. Another unpleasant thought haunting him was that he can be infected with syphilis too. It was horrifying him. When he worked in brothel all hustlers were forced to give their blood for analyses. Sexually transmitted deceases were noticed immediately. The medic then began to cure him. As for street hustlers however no one cared about their health.

Though Mabuto said he would pay medical bills this turned out to be a lie.

It was easier for Joe to kick a whore out than to pay their medical bills, besides process of medical treatment is taking time, during this time prostitute wasn't bringing incomes while sex industry was demanding relentless incomes. Potter knew Brent was right because after leaving brothel Potter has never got analyses since then, while many customers didn't use condoms. Potter was calling himself a coward for refusing to go to clinic. He knew it is better to learn cruel truth. Even if he got infection is better to find out about this and to begin self-treatment, rather than waiting till symptoms will become visible and impossible to hide from pimp and customers.

So he found private clinic. It was as Brent said, no one asking his documents. He payed, then give blood for analyses. When he got envelope with results he was holding it in his trembling hands, afraid to open the envelope. It was a cowardicy unbefitting brave gryffindor but still Harry didn't find courage to open the envelope.

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Hello," He said, not addressing anyone specifically, looking at teens' faces. "Has something happened? " "You didn't hear recent news, Black? " Chris asked. Potter shook his head and gulped nervously. He was guessing that those news were about Brent.

"Something happened to Conner," Chris said. "He is infected some customer with syphilis, that psycho tracked him down and battered him. He has cranial trauma. "

"He is in hospital now. We called there, asked. " Harry tried to smoke but couldnt because his hands were trembling. Jessie Montgomery gave him his already burning cigarette. "Listen Black, maybe he will recover. Just try to cool down and not make scene or Mabuto kill you. After work we all go to this hospital"

Potter didn't answer he just smoked. He managed to work only thanks to crack without crack he won't be able to keep going, he would attack Mabuto, blaming the pimp in what happened to Brent and this would be ended in another tragedy

After work he and other hustlers took a bus and arrived to hospital "I want to know about Brent O'Connor"

"Are you his relative? "

"No, but..."

"Information about condition of our patients can be disclosed only for relatives. I'm sorry I cannot help you. "

"You don't have a right to hid truth! " Potter yelled hitting his fist against receptionist's table. 'I will call security. I'm sure you will have problems"

"Listen, this is my friend I'm worrying about him" He put twenty pound banknote on her table. She put money in drawer. He wasn't afraid taking a bribe from him because even if he decided to complain no one would believe junkee and hustler. "

"Tell me his name again"

"Brent O'Connor. "

She put the name in computer and then read: was brought to emergency room with heavy cranial trauma and multiple sign of beating. Spleen is torn. Surgery was made immediately "Can I go to him? " Harry asked with hope but she shook her head.

"Please"

"It is not up to me to decide. You shall ask his doctor. "

"Has someone from police come here? " Steve Hudson, fourteen years old, the youngest of them asked.

"We often visited by someone from police but so far no one of them shown interest in your friend's condition and circumstances which lend to it. My shift began at six in morning and you all are the first who asked about him. I don't know about what happened during a night shift though, maybe in night shift policemen were here. Your friend was brought to hospital after some passerby called. " "There is no way police was here, "Ralph Tracey said. " They won't bother to investigate this. Someone broke some whore's skull, cops don't give a shit about this. "

"Where can I find his doctor? " Harry asked.

"Now all doctors are busy, there was a huge car accident, six wounded and more are keep on being brought in here.

"Lets get out of here, Black" Chris Pat his shoulder. But Potter ignored his "colleagues" and asked:"Where can I wait? "

"It will take a lot of time, young man. And, In not sure you will be allowed to visit. Even relatives not allowed to visit right after surgery. "

"I will wait, miss. I'm not in rush, " He walked away from reception desk and sat on a chair.

"Lets go home, Harry, "Jessie Montgomery pulled him by his sleeve but Potter pushed him away rudely " Listen, Black, this is stupid to stay in here. You did hear what she said. Is not allowed to visit Connor, so whats the point of staying here? " Ralph Tracey asked.

You all can go, I will stay, " Potter said and looked away from him.

"Alright, guys lets go. If he want to sit in here so be it, " Timothy Layn said. They go to exit, passing by another victim of the car crush with damaged artery. Harry was waiting whole day. He was dazed from exhaustion and nervousness but he was afraid if he fell asleep he would miss a chance to see Connor's surgeon, in order to prevent himself from falling asleep he would go to bathroom and wash his face with cold water

At evening he come back to a street. At minutes of waiting for customers he would call to the hospital but always received same answer that Connor's condition is bad and visitors not allowed.

News about what happened to Brent O'Connor was spread among hustlers quickly, he was famous among streets of Soho, the tragedy shocked many. Everyone knew that life of street prostitute is a constant risk, that even pimps not always can defend them from customerd-perverts, police raids, violent homophobs, psycho killers but it was hard to believe is happened to Brent of all people

Life of whore hardly costs anything, in each week criminal news would mention that some hustler was attacked. Hustlers were beaten, humiliated, sometimes there were killed, they died from overdose of heroine of crack, they cut their veins or jump under a train. It was seldom when some managed to get out of this bottom and to start normal life, even though all of them was secretly craving for this. Others coming on their place, like a giant web sex industry was trapping young souls, breaking their lives

The pimp knew about what happened to Brent and so he was glancing at Harry, expecting that at any moment he may do something like at the time in brothel when he attacked and beat a customer. But now the boy was quiet, whole evening trying to call or writing messages, when some customers show up he worked like sex machine without thinking, without feeling, fast. Joe knew that recently the boy become crack addict but the pimp didn't give a shit, the only important thing was that the guy brought income for him and Weimar, good income, and if he died of overdose many would want to take his place to work in prestigious place and to live in free apartment

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He couldn't believe what he was seeing but on the street illuminated by neon lights Brent was standing, looking at his direction and smiling. "Brent," Potter whispered, smiling. "You scared me, son of a bitch. "

Connor raised his hand and waves at him. Harry wanted to run from the car, hug his friend, press him to himself firmly and to kiss his lips, his eyelids, his face, to tell him about how sad Harry was how a thought that his friend is gone was driving him crazy, how he was crying in despair when he found out that Brent is in coma. But it turns out to be a mustakr - O'Connor was standing now on the street and flashing him with this charming lecherous smile which made Harry's heart beating twice faster and to feel sweet longing in his lower belly. The man behind was hammering into Harry ass so intense that his balls slapped against Harry loudly but Harry, forgotten everything in the world was looking at the window and smiling.

In order to get rid of the customer quickly he began moving his ass to his customer, squeezing his anal muscles to grasp the customer's dick with his sphincter as firmly as he could. Finally the man moaned, falling over Potter, he twitched with his entire body se verbal times and began to cum, pressing the teen to himself. As soon as the man release him, Harry, holding his jeans with his hand, get out of the car, fixed his jeans, zipped them, and he run to crossroad but the street was already empty.

"Brent!" Harry screamed looking around. He fetched his glasses from his pocket and put them on.

"Brent, where are you? " He screamed again. Harry run to other side of the street, continue to search his friend who has been standing at street lights only minute ago Potter looked at clocks green digits shows five past three. Connor couldn't gone too far. Harry run into a cafe. "Brent?!" Potter yelled, looking around inside. "Have you seen him? Brent O'Connor was he here? " Harry asked a bartender. "Get away from here, this is decent place, I ll call police if you dont leave, " The bartender threatened, glaring at street hustler. "Bitch," Potter said and left.

He run, not feeling ground beneath his feet, but he knew that Brent is waiting for him and he run as fast as he could.

"Brent!" Harry yelled, and run right into a crowd of hustlers.

Black, have you lost your mind? " Timothy asked.

"Where is Brent? " Harry asked gasping from running, looking at surprised, confused and sneering faces of his coworkers".

"I saw him! At streetlights. I saw him and he supposed to come here. I sent him a message. "

"Listen, Black, we understand you are nervous because of Connor. We all are worrying but he isn't here. Connor is in the hospital and you know this, " Ralph Tracey said, putting his hand on Harry's shoulder. "You shall not use crack too often, this is dangerous. "

" You don't understand, "Potter replied, throwing Ralph's hand off his shoulder. " In the hospital there is someone else. There are hundreds of O'Connors in London. This is a coincidence, someone with same last name! This is a mistake, other Connor is in there. We didn't see him, we weren't allowed to his ward. I'm sure that this is other Conner. I saw Connor five minutes ago."

"You haven't seen anything. You not even seeing cock under your nose, you are almost blind. And you took too much of crack and so you see things... "

Harry suddenly punched him in his jaw so hard Leyn lost his balance and fell. "Bitch, I ll tell Joe he will rip your head off, fucking bastard! " Timothy screamed, spitting out his own blood alongside with broken tooth.

If you snitched on me to Mabuto you would be a dead man, " Potter said through gritted teeth and moved forward to land another blow. But several guys grabbed him, pulling him away, others began to help Timothy to his feet. He wanted to launch at his attacker and punch his face in response but looking at crazy green eyes with widened pupils Timothy Layn realized Harry Black wasn't joking

"You call it up on yourself Layn, you shouldn't open your mouth, " Chris Kiton said continue to hold Potter back. "And you, Black, go home. Jessie will accompany you, we will cover you up - if Mabuto asked we would say customer took you to his home. Go home, get some sleep. Brent will be fine"

Harry was sure that five minutes ago he saw Brent and that it wasn't drug induced hallucination. Now he was sure that someone else was in the hospital.

Now he was cursing himself for not thinking about this before, cause he really didn't see Brent in the ward so he didn't have a bright proof that it was his friend in the hospital. It could be a coincidence, a mistake, there are hundreds of O'Connors in London any of them could be in the hospital

Chris pushed Harry's back distracting him from his thoughts.

"Yes, I think I will go, " Potter said rubbing his scar out of habit. His neighbour Jessie Montgomert was about to accompany him but Harry glared at him so the blonde lost this desire. Potter didn't want to go home to sleep, he wanted to go to hospital and to get them to let him inside the wars. He was ready to do everything to confirm that his suggestions were correct and when he saw other person in the ward he will look for Brent

"I need to see Brent O'Connor!' He yelled. "This is very important. I'm sure that there is someone else in the ward. "

"You again? "

"I saw Brent lesser than hour ago! " Potter blurted out. "And he didn't look like he is in coma! It was a mistake, miss! There is another person with same last name in the ward.

"You couldn't have seen your friend. " The receptionist said. "What does it mean I couldnt? Don't need to imply I have poor eyesight. Everyone always remind me of my bad eyesight. "

"I have bad news. Your friend died a hour ago, not waking from coma. He died at three AM. "

Brent didn't die, you are lying! " Harry was screaming until a nurse finally inserted a syringe in his vein. He was trying to resist but his consciousness began to fade, Potter sunk into oblivion.

He was seeing nightmare. He was running in labyrint, trying to get out but branches of trees were obstructing his way, roots slithering from the ground were grasping his feet, coilng around his anckles trying to drag him down into their ground.He was screaming, trying to break free, trying to fight off but he was held tightly. When he managed to break free he would run again and again. He remember that he suppose to find someone, it was very important and so he keep on loiking for them. In some moment he saw light in the end of the labyrinth. Finally he ended up on a clearing, there was Triwizarding Tournament's Cup, and a guy standing next to the Cup with his back facing Harry. .

"Cedric?" Potter said.

"But you are dead, Cedric..." "Yes Harry, I'm dead, " He replied and turned around.

"Brent!" Potter yelled. Brent was standing next to Triwizarding Tournament's Cup. "Say this is not true and you aren't dead" Harry said stepping to him to embrace him and never leave him again. But Brent stepped back and raise his hand in warning. "No, Harry, don't step closer. This is not time for you yet... "

" Brent I feel so bad without you" Harry whispered. "I know."

Brent! ' in next moment he opened his eyes and groaned in pain. His face was wet from tears, head was heavy, he felt nauseous, it was hard to focus on something. Out of habit Harry reached for his glasses. Potter looked around and realized that he is in the hospital ward likely get was brought in there after he lost his consciousness. He saw marks of injections in his veins. He was injected with tranquilisators after he made a scene at reception. Harry rubbed his scar trying to focus and to think. It was stupid to grasp at hope and to continue deceiving himself. Brent died. Potter understood this but it was unbearable. Now looking at ceiling he thought about moment when he saw Brent on the street. Back then Harry was sure that his friend was standing in front of him alive and healthy.

Now Harry was contemplating about his strange ability to see souls of deceased. Two years ago when he was battling Voldemort he saw his parents' souls and everyone who died at Dark Lord's hand. They come to his aid and saved him. He was talking with soul of Cedric.

Now this ability shown itself again. Receptionist said Brent died at three AM, exactly when Harry saw him. He remembered that at that moment he looked at clocks.Back then he was sure he see his friend and he wasn't mistaken it wasn't narcotic induced hallucination caused by using too much of crack. He really saw Brent O'Connor his soul at moment when Brent died.

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County morgue was on other edge of the city. It was big two storey building. Harry told what he needs to some employee, but was denied. Just as receptionist from hospital warned body for burial can be taken only by relatives and Harry Potter not only wasn't Brent O'Connor's family member he was also underage without any papers. Morgue's employee saw that underage junkee is on edge of despair and can do who knows what in such condition, with patience he politely explained to Harry that he cannot do such demands even if he is Brent's only friend. Potter didn't want to listen. He was requesting, demanding, attempting to make a scene but when medic threatened to call police Harry changed his tactic and began offering money. The man took money and adviced him to go to ritual service organizations which are arranging not only funeral but also burial of bodies unclaimed by relatives

Harry grasped at this idea and began searching for such organizations. In these days Potter managed to keep going only because of crack and desire to arrange his friend's funeral. At night he was earning money for his friend's burial, at day he was looking for suitable organization. He found private company which was providing these services, owning license for doing burial of deceased who don't have relatives

Employees of funeral services would do checking and if lack of relatives was confirmed, they had right to bury a body on request of anyone who would request them to do this. Harry gave him his savings but it wasn't enough. Not much time have left before Brent's body would be obliged to be cremated. Potter even took large amount if crack and heroine from Maurelly, and began trading not only with his body but also with drugs. This way he managed to pay bribes to morgue's staff. And for services of Catholic priest he managed to find with difficulty. He didn't know if Brent was Catholic or atheist but by some reason Harry thought that funerals shall be attended by a priest, that's how most muggles do. But as soon as he would mention that deceased was gay all priests would refuse, polite ones would lie that at this day they are busy, rude ones would openly say they won't attend funerals of filthy sodomite. Eventually however he found priest whose greed was bigger than his prejudices

Then another problem appeared - he needed to buy soil from cemetery for a grave, Harry didn't have a time to earn required amount of money! Then Potter turned to his «colleagues» asking them to help.

"Black, are you insane? " Timothy Layn asked. "Im taking it from behind not so I can buy a pit for your lover. '

For a moment, Harry was overwhelmed with furry but he managed to hold back from killing him. " Brent was our friend and he was one of us. "

"Recently Connor wasn't working with us, " Paul Wilkins said. "Or you already gained amnesia from drugs? ' hustler asked, all were laughing. " Listen, it doesn't matter he didn't work for Mabuto anymore, he was our friend. "

"He was mostly your friend. So you are the one who shall pay if you don't have anything else to spend money for" Robert Davis said.

"Guys, I only need thousand. I shall but this soil otherwise Brent would be cremated and he doesn't want this, " Harry said with despair, looking at sneering, smirking faces with hope.

"Black, you completely lost it, "Timothy Layn laughed. " Guys, listen what he is saying - Connor doesnt want to be cremated! Black, your place is in mental asylum" Timothy said through laughter

"You know what Layn? If you don't shut up I will break your teeth so it would be more comfortable for you to give a head" Laughter changed to heavy silence. Harry was looking at Layn, squeenting his eyes, Layn answered with same glare full of hatred. "Enough, guys! Mabuto is coming, " Chris Kitton said.

"I shouldn't have turned to you" Harry said looking at faces of guys before him. "You are whores and scumbags, " The former gryffindor spat at Ralph's feet

"Why the fuck you all are crowding in there? " Joe snarled at Harry.

"Mister Mabuto, I need money, " Potter said, not paying attention to his question.

"Then work with your ars better, Black, and spend less on crack, " the pimp adviced, chuckling.

"Lend me thousand and three hundreds, sir, " Harry asked, ignoring mocking of his boss who was well aware why he needs this money.

"You already owing to mister Weimar for moral damage. "I will give it back, " Potter promised The pimp looked at the boy silently, then slowly took a pack of cigarettes and began to smoke exhaling smoke at Harry's face.

"I swear I will repay, " Potter said, swallowing another humiliation, pushing remains of his dignity to far corner of his mind. "I will work twenty four hours, at any conditions, mister Mabuto, for free, " Harry understood that now he is selling himself to sex slavery to his pimp but he was ready to do everything just to fulfill murdered friend's request. "I need money, sir, " Potter said, looking at his pimp. "I swear I will repay this debt I will sell my kidney but give you this money back. "

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Wait! Stop! " Harry yelled, running to edge of the grave, slipping on wet, slippery soil. "Are you crazy? " The man snarled. "Come on, guys, let's put it down, " He said to coworkers.

"Someone is coming! " Potter yelled. Men turned to him and saw blurry figure approaching them. Workers lifted coffin up. Harry looked at the figure, it was unknown guy with bouquet of white flowers. Potter has never seen him before. The guy walked to him, patted his shoulder, put on flower on the coffin's lid, the rest he tossed inside the grave. Potter was looking at the stranger, the latter was silent, standing beside the coffin, lowering his head slightly, Harry realized the stranger was praying.

Suddenly others began to approach - grown men and young boys, some younger than Harry. Some were carrying umbrellas, others were simply soaking just like Harry. Everyone was carrying small bouquets, each of them would lay one flower at the coffin, tossing the rest inside the grave. Many were strangers but some were his coworkers "I heard you indebted to Mabuto, " Said unknown guy. "Here, take it. " Potter saw hundred pounds.

"You are a good guy, Black, " Another guy said, putting twenty pounds at Harry's Palm. Potter was looking at gay guys surrounding him, those gays come from across London to Brent's burial.

"This is for Brent, " Some old man said, giving fifty pounds. Jessie gave twenty pounds.

"You were right, Brent was one of us and he will stay with us forever' Kiton said giving him pile of banknotes.

Potter was looking at fresh grave covered with flowers, unknown people were keep on coming and shoving money to his hand.

Someone would hold umbrella over him, some would hug his shoulders.

When money fell from his hand to dirty wet soil they would pick these money and put banknotes into his pocket. "Well done, guy...This is for Brent...We decided to gather this...Take it Black..." He heard unknown voices, feeling hot, bitter tears truckling down his face mixing with rain drops.

After the ceremony, two unknown gays gave him rid to his driveway, offered help but Harry refused. He wanted to be alone for some time

Soon he learnt it was a mistake because at the apartment he saw his pimp. Mabuto despite Harry brought him money as he promised, beat and rape him.

After the pimp left, Harry took a shower and cried. After he stopped crying he looked at envelope with his own results. Potter opened the envelope. He read his analyses' results for several moments he was standing just staring at the paper, then tossed it on a floor. He walked to window looking at wet glass. He was thinking about he would never forget the day when he buried his friend, was raped by his pimp and learnt he has syphilis. He swore to himself he will always remember honor of people who were rejected, scorned, contempted by society, people who paved the dirty pit with flowers and helped him to pay his debt. He will not forget anything, he will take his revenge on those who maimed his body and soul over and over again. Harry Potter knew he will survive this horrible day, that this day will make him stronger.

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News about gruesome murder of hustler named Brian Mackenzie did a lot of noise, topic of child prostitution become common in many talk shows. Each morning after coming back from "work" Potter would buy "Times," "Independent", " Guardian" to read everything about this case. He tried to find evidence that the murderer was Death Eater who has been hunting for him but mistaken and killed innocent muggle instead of him. Harry was looking for some proof of this suggestion however he didn't find any and was forced to admit the murderer wasn't Death Eater, that it was just some crazy violent muggle.

Two similar murders happened long before Harry left wizarding world.

At the time when he was Hogwarts' student, captain of gryffindor quidditch team, thinking about confess his feelings to Ginny, and had no idea that meanwhile some psycho committing gruesome murders out of hatred to gays. “. Various human rights activists were rooting for harsher laws against those who coercing children into sex industry. Most hustlers were scared by murder of Mackenzie and was afraid to work. All murdered prostitutes were working at rented apartment on their own, now many boys we're ready to accept any conditions and to give away half of their earnings just to get some protection from pimps, not hoping for police. In this aspect Joe's reputation was perfect the former boxer was the only pimp who was known for the fact that no one of his employees was maimed and killed.

Frightened independent hustlers now approached Joe Mabuto seeking his protection. Mabuto took five newbies who have been working on their own in other districts. Now he was busy with problem of their workplace. Apartments in Soho weren't cheap. To find cheap housing near "workplace" was timeconsuming. Joe decided to just put newbies into already occupied apartments.

After Brent's death Harry preferred solitude, he become more introverted. He was ignoring his new neighbour Jessie Montgomery and the thought that someone else would be living in his small one bedroom apartment was driving him crazy. So when Joe said someone named Alex Sheppard would be living with him Harry rebelled.

He hated Joe Mabuto - the man because of whom he become a street hooker but after being beaten and raped by him after Brent's funeral, Harry was quiet, trying not to engage in conflicts with the pimp.

But the thought that someone will live in his apartment and probably bring customers in there was loathsome.

Himself never brought customers in this appartment. Here there was his small private world, his cupboard where he can close himself to the whole world, cry in pillow, screaming curses loudly, tossing chairs. Sometimes he would recall his happy moments from Hogwarts. Disobedience price was steep - without thinking twice the pimp hit Harry at his kidney so hard that for several days Harry was crouching in pain and urinating with blood but at least he stayed living without roomate though Mabuto did threaten to kick him out as he did to Connor.

This morning Mabuto announced that today they all suppose to gather in criminal department to get some conversation concerning recent murder case. "This is mandatory, " The pimp warned, looking at Potter and promised him that he would spent the rest of his days in a wheelchair is he didn't go. The very thought of going to police department made him sick but at same time Harry didn't want to start another conflict with the pimp. Mabuto really could kick him out or simply kill him with silent blessing from Robert Weimar.

Potter raise from his bed, put jeans and t shirt on, found second sock, fetched shoes from under his bed and went to criminal department. All street hookers who were working nearby was demanded to go there for instruction about necessary safety measures.

Potter had been subjected to police brutality in the very first days after leaving wizarding world, he does have further encounters with law enforcement s considering his activities but he tried to avoid authorities as much as he could.

There were about thirty underage hustlers in the department. Jessie smiled at Harry but Harry ignored him as always and instead looked at captain Harrison - chief of criminal department. Harry did remember perfectly how he give blowjob for him in restroom on fourth floor, with seargeant Hill had been standing nearby sneering at Harry. Aside from Harrison there was captain Bennet Chief of Vice department and some detectives from Scotland Yard who were obliged to work with local police departments, to talk with street urchins and gather information, turning hustlers into informators

Detective from Scotland Yard was saying that all victims were found in their own appartments and warned that hustlers must work only with pimps and shall immediately report about all suspicious people. He promised that traditional "workplaces" would be patrolled more frequently. Potter didnt learn anything new, gruesome details of the recent murder was already a common knowledge, and he never brought customers to his apartment anyway

Then boys were given portrait of a suspected murderer but no one recognize a customer in him. Potter put a paper with portrait to his pocket.

Weimar thought glasses ruining his look and customers won't like it, so in the brothel he was given lenses.

Working on a street Potter no longer wore lenses cause he lost them and decided not to buy new. He wasn't even wearing glasses when working, faces of customers were turning into blurry stains, people were turning into faceless figures. It was making his job easier, so even if he did meet a person portrayed on this paper he won't recognize him.

Having received neccessary instructions, hustlers were released, boys tried to leave the department as quickly as they can.

Harry was walking fast to escape his persistent neighbour. Suddenly he heard familiar voice:

"Hey, Black" 'Why am I so 'lucky'? Potter thought, turning around

"Hello," The boy said, he was about to go to exit but captain Bennet grabbed his arm and slightly pulled him to himself.

"Are you in rush, baby? ' Chief of Vice asked.

I need to work. Time is money, " Harry replied, trying not to look at his rapist's face.

"I see you get used to be on streets, " Policeman smirked. "Lets go, we will talk in my office"

"Maybe we better talk in here? " Potter asked but the policeman already pulled him to elevator.

Harry ended up in office familiar to him, this time though office's walls were embroidened with photos of murdered teens and images of suspected murderer.

So, baby, has you listened to conversation about how to keep your balls safe? " Policeman asked, exhaling cigarette's smoke at his direction. Potter nodded. "Are you working with a pimp or by yourself? " Bennet asked.

"With Mabuto" Potter replied begrudgingly.

"I see, "Matthew Bennet said, raising from his armchair, walking closely to Harry, lifting teen's chin and looking at his face with interest.

" I knew you will get used to street well. " Potter turned away but Bennet slapped his face. "Dont look away when I talking to you, baby. Do you understand?" "Yes, sir, " He replied, looking at his rapist.

"Stand on your knees and begin to suck, " Potter sat on his hunches, unzipped policeman's pants, fetched his dick, jerked it off, then put in his mouth completely to balls. Policeman smirked, pressing teen's head to his crotch. Potter was sucking off with skill of experienced whore.

"Much better than previous time, " Chief of Vice Department commented, slapping Harry's face with erected dick.

"You have become excellent cocksucker, baby. Come on give me your butt. "

Potter pulled his jeans to his knees, laid face down on a desk.

"It looks like you are property of Weimar, " Policeman smirked tracing his hand over Harry's buttock marked with tattoo in form of beautiful intricate hieroglyph. "But if so, then why he put you on a street, you are still fresh enough. For how long has you worked for him? "

"A month. Weimar decided it is better for me to work on a street. "

Bennet began searching the desk's drawers to find condoms but it turned out he run out of them. "Give me a condom, baby"

"I don't have them" The former gryffindor lied "I come to department to listen about maniac. I hadn't been expecting I will be fucked in here, sir, " The former gryffindor added.

Shut up, " The policeman replied and slapped Harry's ass. Potter knew from his previous encounter that this sadist deriving particular pleasure from painfull hits at buttocks.

"Maybe I shall go, mister Bennet? " The boy asked, swaying his ass slightly, to display smoothly shaven balls for the policeman.

He noticed that for a moment Matthew Bennet began to contemplate about whether he shall fuck a street where without condom or he better not to risk his health but Potter already decided to infect him with syphillis, so he knew he will do everything to seduce the scumbag and to achieve his goal

"So, shall I go, mister Bennet...sir? " He asked again, licking his lips, swaying his ass. Harry licked his finger, sucked it, then touched his anus, slightly massaging it. He moaned, closing his eyes, slowly shoved finger in his ass, masturbating his anus in front of Chief of Vice Department.

Lust won over doubts and policeman pushed Harry's hand away, spread his buttocks and rammed his dick into the teen. "Excellent, bitch, " Harry thought gloating

"Ye, come on, fuck me, fuck me. " "There is sergeant Hill? " He asked gyratting his ass towards captain Bennet's movements. "I liked previous time so much. I love two big cocks in my butt. "

"You have become real slut, baby, " Policeman said. 'Thanks to you scumbag' Potter whispered under his nose.

"Now we have a lot of job because of this psycho who slaying your kind. Journalists harassing police, so we have a lot of things to do" Chief of Vice Department revealed "Thats a pity, " Potter said with sincere sadness. Bennet keep on holding his hips, impaling him on his dick faster, Harry realized the cops will cum soon.

"Ye, baby, move your butt, you will like it, " The police officer said. "You can't imagine how much I like it, sir, " The former gryffindor replied, smirking. Bennet was hammering Potter's ass fiercely, shoving to the balls, squeezing his buttocks painfully, calling him dirty names.

Potter was bearing through this, gritting his teeth, thinking about that now he is infecting the scumbag with syphilis. Suddenly the policeman moaned, Potter felt warm liquid poured into his guts. Finally Harry's anus was freed. Captain sat in his armchair, reaching for cigarettes, Potter continue to lay with his ass up, sperm tricking out if this ass. "You look beautifully, baby, " Policeman smirked. "Im a beautifull guy, " Potter said, keep on laying bend over the desk, he did remember he better not to raise without permission.

"Do you want to take a photo of my shithole? Seargeant Hill loved doing photoshoots. "

"You are bad mannered Black, but you made a nice slut"

I realized it in our first meet, so keep your ars safe from psychos and on next week I will summon you for another conversation. "

"Can I get dressed, sir? " Potter asked, still laying on his stomach, feeling sperm trickling down his thighs

"Get out, baby."

Harry pulled up his jeans quickly and walked to door.

"Say hello to Weimar and Joe, " Police officer said.

"Best regards to you too, " Potter smirked and walked out, slamming door shut.

He come back to apartment, and immediately walked to shower - after sex with Bennet he felt like he has been smeared with dirt

"Whore" Harry slowly wrote over his own reflection, then wiping the inscription quickly with his hand. He was going to leave muggle world soon, because he needed his wand otherwise he will be defenceless in face of lethal danger.

He can run into psychopathic murderer, he can run into Death Eaters, captain Bennet won't loose a chance to kill him too, Joe Mabuto also would kill him when he find out Harry has syphilis. Brent said incubation period can last several weeks, so he does have a time to hid before the cop find out he got infected by the street hustler. If pimp find out Harry deliberately infected Chief of Vice Department he will bury him alive if Bennet didn't do this sooner. Besides Harry needed magic to heal himself, he felt that aside from syphilis he got many other deceases. He didn't go to clinic afraid of it being resulted in imprisonment for deliberate spread of STD because many fucked him without condoms

Aside from STD Harry also suffered from cocaine addiction and couldn't bear living without crack. Potter knew he cannot handle this on his own. He needed to get out of muggle world, where he fell to the very bottom. He knew that only coming back to wizarding world would save his life, and that when he got his magic and money back he can force everyone who harmed to him to answer for their evil deeds

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Jessie was standing at a window to smoke. It was difficult night with lot of job, he was tried, barely manage to get back home, take a shower and swallow pizza. He was about to go to sleep but then he saw taxi closing to a driveway, Harry Black come out of there clumsily. Jessie began to smoke again, observing the street. It looked like his neighbour got himself drunk or stoned after his work. As soon as passenger fell from the car, taxi drove away, the boy still laid on the ground, but then did make attempt to stand up, he failed. So he got on all four and crawled from the road.

"Oh my" Jessie said, looking at his neighbour's futile attempts to reach the driveway.

Relationships were bad from the start. Black acted like he resented him as soon as Jessie moved to Brent's appartment. Jessie did witness drama his neighbour was experiencing, tried to help, even lend him money for Brent's burial but Harry still acted like hating him without reason. Situation was worsened by the fact that Jessie started to develop feelings for him. He liked Harry despite other hustlerd did warn the newbie that Black is whacko and utter psycho who was even kicked out of brothel for attacking a customer and that recently he become heavily addicted and loosing his shit without crack.

Still Jessie decided to help him, and brought him to his apartment. Harry announced:"I need to pee" Jessie hurried to drag him to bathroom but Harry began to pee on a floor beside a toilet

"Sorry," Potter said and continue to urinate on a floor either because of being drunk or because of being bad mannered. Jessie was very tidy, liked when everything was clean. Even kept his apartment cosy despite specific of his job. Brent who has lived in here before Jessie wasn't cleaning freak unlike Jessie but still tried to keep appartment relatively decent unlike Harry who would come home only to sleep and take a shower, smelly dirty socks were laying mixed with stockings under his bed, trash bags were standing for several days at his door, basket with dirty clothes would be taken to laundry only when he didn't have clean clothes anymore. There was "Whore" He once wrote on a mirror with red lipstick. Packs with condoms everywhere, as well as cigarettes, medicines and empty bags from crack. It was chaos in Potter's appartment. "There is your keys? I didn't find them in your pockets? Have you lost them? "

Who knows,. I need to lay down, everything floating before my eyes and I want to throw up. You don't want me to throw up all other your carpets? " Harry said and slumped over him. Feeling weight of body, hot breath on his neck, Jessie suddenly felt arousal and realized he want this guy. Jessie liked Harry Black whom everyone else believed to be psycho and whacko. Jessie thought that his neighbour nothing like everyone think he is, that he had kind and vulnerable soul underneath cynical mask. At first Jessie wanted to help him, support him in difficult period of his life, he developed sympathy, soon the sympathy grow into love. Jessie himself couldn't explain why did it happen, he just fell in love. But he failed to maintain even just friendship with him let alone becoming lovers. And now this guy was so close, his body pressed to him, he felt Harry's breath on his neck. He realised he us lost, drowning in these green eyes and his own feelings. Explicit fantasies one more forbidden than another run through his inflammed imagination, causing respective reaction in his body

"Do you want to fuck me , neighbor?' Jessie wanted to fall under ground just to escape idiotical situation, he regrets that he brought Harry in here.

"You better try to fall asleep, " Jessie said, took cigarettes and began to smoke. "You think just because I'm drunk I don't understand anything? You think I'm idiot and dont understand you want me? You always approaching me, trying to get close to me despite I ignore you

You think just because I have bad eyesight I don't notice how you look at me? I knew you got crush on me as soon as your brought flower pots in your apartment, and put carpet outside of your front door! For whom you do this? Who would be visiting you except for pimp and customers? Who the fuck need us? You think if you brought flower pots and put a doormat at your front door then it will be fine? But who are you? Mabuto can throw out any time! For whom you do all of this? You put this doormat with inscription " Welcome", for whom this "welcome"? So do you want to fuck me? Come on, now this is a perfect moment for this I'm drunk in your bed, without trousers on, you have a boner

Why don't you use this awesome situation? You probably has been waiting for this perfect occasion, maybe you even jerked off thinking of me. "

"Even if I have a boner for you I won't take advantage on this situation. You think I'm scumbag only because I took his appartment. But I'm not a scumbag you think I am. I won't take advantage on you, this is too low. If you want to go to your appartment I'm not stopping you, I just wanted to help! Either go to your appartment or stop harassing me and get some sleep. "

"What if I do want you to fuck me?" Suddenly Potter said, looking at the blonde who was now reminding him of Draco Malfoy of a guy he hated but wanted at same time.

"What?" Jessie asked. "I want you, " Potter said.

Listen, Black, I think this is a bad idea. I'm sure when alcohol leave your system you will regret this and will hate me even more. "

"How the fuck you know what I will going to regret about? You don't know shit about me! You have no idea I'm a dead man already and I don't have anything to loose anymore! "

"Harry stop ! You just have a stress. I had a difficult night too. We both are tired and now everyone is nervous because of all these murders. You just need to rest and everything will be fine. "

"Nothing will be fine. I'm a dead man, Jessie. And this is truth. "

"Dont say this. They will find this psychopath soon and no one will be harmed anymore"

"I have syphilis."

"In comparison to serial killer is nothing. Syphilis isn't lethal. And this curable"

"No one dying from syphilis itself but I can be killed for this just as it happened to Brent."

"We are risking everyday, sadists or homophobs can maim us, each time when we got in someone's car this maniac can be in there. We are always risking but it doesn't mean you will die soon! "

"Three weeks. This is incubation period, when person already infected but cannot see it yet. When he find out I'm dead man. I've infected captain Bennet

"I have infected him on a purpose, deliberately, do you understand? And when he understand I'm dead. Bennet will kill me before that psychopatic murderer manage to get me. Either this or Mabuto would disembowel me and bury me next to Brent as he had promised, or some customer would do this. Jessie, I'm infecting them on a purpose, do you understand? Brent infected that man accidentally, I'm doing this deliberately. I'm now working without condoms to infect as many of these scumbags as I can. I hate them all, do you understand? " Potter screamed in despair, tears began to trickle down his face. "I hate them and get my revenge on them for everything what they did to me. But it cannot last for long I know. I feel that something very scary will happen soon. Someone is going to kill me - maniac, pimp, customer, cop, Voldemort, a Death Eater...Or maybe I will die of overdose. After Brent's death I can keep going only because of crack," Potter felt this sermon slightly relieved his soul like a heavy tombstone fell from his heart.

"Nothing will happen to you"

"Easy for you to say this"

Not easy. I have HIV. Unlike syphilis is incurable and lethal"

Harry felt himself like absolute scumbag for sneering, scorning, mocking him despite Jessie did nothing to him. This guy just like Harry was a street whore and stripper but he wasn't cynical bitch unlike most hustlers, he managed to stay a normal person, even after someone infected him he didn't began to hate whole world, wasn't trying to get his revenge, infecting everyone, he still wanted to care about someone, to help others, he still had a hope despite the fact he can meet a maniac at any moment. Harry was stunned and shocked A prat who put a carpet with "Welcome" inscription at his front door turned out to be unshakeable optimist and a fighter, very strong willed unlike him, who was escaping from reality using drugs and was angry at whole world. He, alleged hero of wizarding world, turned out to be a weakling and coward. Harry Potter felt shocked and ashamed

"Im sorry. Everyone was right, I'm psycho. I'm relatively normal only when I'm high, I can't control myself without crack. I was a scumbag to you despite I don't know anything about you. How did you end up in here? "

Jessie was silent, Harry realized he touched unpleasant topic, he said:"I'm sorry, you don't have to reply if you don't want to. "

"No, thats fine. You see I used to date a guy, everything was serious, at least that's what I thought. I loved him and hoped it was mutual. We were living together, were renting one apartment together, we were serving customers in there, sometimes working as strippers in nightclubs. He is very good at dancing, I once told him he can become a pro. He caught this idea, he wanted to go to art school but didn't have money for this. "

"So you give him yours? " Potter guessed.

"Yes, I gave him all my savings, he managed to get into that school. Soon I had to work by myself cause he couldn't serving customers while attending that school. I was paying for apartment and for that school. And eventually he got a good job. " "And after this he dumped you? "Potter made a guess again. " He become cool dancer while you were still sucking off customers and he wasn't needing you anymore?"

"Sort of, he said he now has new life, gathered his things and moved out. Then I found out he found rich guy, some producer who gave him well payed job in some musical. Soon I had to leave that apartment too being unable to pay for this on my own and I failed to find a roommate. I began working on streets, fucking in gateways and cheap motels, that was when I got infected. Mabuto saw me in night club, where I was working as a stripper, he offered to work for him, said there would be many customers for me, and that he had vacancy and free housing. I was lucky he took me in cause I don't have to pay for apartment and he providing safe work on a street. Now all guys want to work for him cause they afraid of that psychopath.

But please, Harry, don't tell anyone that I'm infected. No one knows, I working with condoms only, I won't infect anyone but still if Joe found out he would kick me out just as he did to your friend. I cannot loose this appartment, besides now is too dangerous to be without a pimp"

"I wont tell anything anyone. I swear. And you do not tell anyone that I have syphilis. Brent said that there is a law against deliberately spread of STD. If someone find out I'll either be imprisoned or killed"

"I like you Harry. You are not like other guys, you are right I had a crush on you as soon as I met you, I'm ready to do everything to help you. Let me help you, please" The blinde kissed his face, Potter embraced him and whispered:"I want you to make love to me. I promise you that I won't regret this. I have never made love with anyone - I was fucked, was raped, screwed in all holes but I have no idea how it feels like to be embraced, kissed, caressed, when someone whispering something in my ear...There was one guy, my teammate...I wanted him, but we had no opportunity, there were cameras everywhere and I couldn't...You see I was thinking about how we would be making love but these perverts would turn it into porn and sell it to other perverts. Then brothel owner kicked me out and I probably would never see Lucas again. As for Brent he loved me and was afraid of infecting me. I really want you to make love to me. I will regret if it won't happen just as I regret of not doing this with Brent. I don't want to loose a chance

In your free time, when you are not working do you like to be topping or bottoming? "

"I m reversible but actually I prefer to be on top, " Blonde said. "What about you?"

"I have never been topping," Potter admitted. "So I definitely will be bottoming

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What happened last night meant nothing..."

"I already know this, " Jessie replied quietly. "I realized this at moment you called me Malfoy. "

"What?" Potter exclaimed, he turned around and paled. "Im Jessie Montgomery, not Malfoy. I have nothing in common with him whoever he is except from maybe hair colour, and that's why you wanted to sleep with me, because I remind you someone else. You were fucking with me and imagining someone else. I'm sorry but I don't want to be his replacement. I tired of betrayal and lie. So you are right this meant nothing. We just fucked, this was just like job, " Blonde said and turned to window. "I have called you Malfoy? " Potter said in bewilderment: «I have been thinking of Malfoy throughout whole time while we were making love…» Potter nearly groaned from shame and despair. He walked to his neighbour, turned him around by his shoulders, looked at his eyes and saw tears glistening in Jessie Montgomery's sad eyes. "Jess I'm sorry, I...I can explain everything..." *************** He understood that many things depend on him, he shall make first step, shall gather a courage and to explain himself to Jessie. The situation reminded him of what happened in Hogwarts between him and Ginny he has been doubting and, afraid to confess her about his feeling and when they learnt they had been in love with each other it was too late. Now to avoid the same mistake he shall tell this guy about his story, how he ended up in prostitution, to explain which role was played by Draco Malfoy in this. Jessie shall understand everything and forgive him. Potter would throw hidden glance at his neighbour, caughting same glance from Jessie but when they would make eye contact it felt like some invisible but tangible barrier would appear between them. They were attracted to each other but same time were afraid of this unexplainable attraction. Jessie was afraid to feel heartache of the realization that Harry Black loves other guy, Potter was afraid to make first move, afraid that Jessie will say fuck off.

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Jessie Montgomery was sitting in taxi, occasionally glancing at his handwatch. He was holding box with a gift, thinking about his conversation with Harry Black. By the time which passed since they had sex with each other Jessie realized that despite heartache Harry caused him he still loves Harry even though this love was unrequited. After Harry left his apartment in haste, Jessie shattered all flower pots in despair, accepting cruel truth which Harry pointed out - no one needs their kind, they have no future. So what's the point of deceiving yourself and soothe yourself with stupid hopes? Jessie was choking with tears, laying on bed, which was still keeping scent of his beloved and sperm of them both, he felt such despair he wanted to move out. But one hour later he was smiling at possible customers, pretending not to notice Harry Black despite his heart was clenching and bleeding. He wanted wail and scream in pain and despair, instead he kept on smiling playfully and flirting with owners of expensive cars, who were discussing his prices with the pimp. Jessie was trying to convince himself there was nothing between him and Harry Black. Jessie felt Harry dies think about what happened between them too, moreover Jessie thought his lover want to talk to him, to ask forgiveness, to explain something but cannot find a courage to do this. Jessie realised he shouldn't push him away, Harry has a right to explain everything.

When Harry told him he is the only person he wants to invite to his birthday a small flame of hope light up in Jessie's soul.

But next moment cruel reality took him from dream world to world of filth and vice. Pimp interrupted their conversation by commanding to go to customer. Holding nausea back, suffocating from stench emanated from sweaty hairy crotch of the customer, Jessie didn't stop thinking about guy he loved, ready to trust again, believing in love. In this particular time intercourse with customer felt even more disgusting than usually, he wanted to get rid of this pervert as quickly as possible, knowing that guy he loved was waiting for him to go to cafee to celebrate his birthday. But pimp found him job again. So he was forced to go to other perverts. Meanwhile Harry was waiting him all alone in cafee, celebrating his birthday without friends.

But customers didn't care about street whore's feelings, were entertaining by stretching him with two dicks, then fucking him with empty bottles, making video of this. After this nightmare ended Jessie bought a bottle of water, shoved two fingers in his mouth and managed to force himself to throw up. After that he went to a store a n d bought a phone for Harry

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Jessie was holding a box with birthday gift for Harry, thinking about conversation with him smiling to his thoughts, but suddenly music in taxi was interrupted with news about that this night there was another attack of serial killer at teen. "Victim of psychopath is sixteen years old street hustler named Harry Black..." Box fell from Jessie's hands, it became hard to breath, spasm chocked his throat, for a moment his vision blackened, his heart clenched painfully. He heard someone's scream not realizing it was his own, car stopped abruptly, driver turned to him, saying something, but he didn't hear. Hot tears run on his face, voice which was saying:"New victim of serial killer is Harry Black" stuck in his consciousness. He didn't want to believe this. He was rushing to go to his beloved guy's birthday, holding gift for him, while at this moment Harry was already dead, his body laying in pool of blood in gateway, and all news were reporting about this. Harry was waiting for him in cafee, while Jessie was fucking with some lowlives, and then Harry was being murdered, while Jessie keeps on fucking with these scumbags. His beloved guy was bleeding and maybe thinking of him in the last moment of his life while Jessie was sucking smelly dicks to earn dirty money!

"No! This is not truth! " Jessie screamed, chocking with tears, trashing in hysterical fits on a backseat.

"Hey boy! He is alive! " Taxist said, figuring out what happened but it seemed like the boy lost his sanity from grief, driver shook him by his shoulders and slapped his face to stop his hysteria. "He is alive! " Driver repeats "do you understand what I'm saying? They said that guy is the only one who survived after attack. "

Voice from radio was reporting recent information, Jessie began to listen. "Harry Black is the only one who survived after attack of serial killer. Serial killer is already identified but not disclosed yet. Teen was brought to hospital, now surgeons are fighting for his life. According to Scotland Yard killer himself died under weird circumstances…»

******** In his near dead experience, in hospital while surgeons working over him Potter had a vision of dead guy again. The difference was that this time he saw not deceased friend. This time he saw enemy. Zabini"Are you dead? "

"Yes"

Why are you visiting me? "

"Because I had to, is just my job. Im not in paradise. I had to ran various errands to be able to make my conditions in here better. The task was to go to you and provide you with some information" Blaise replied.

"What information? "

"Do you want to know who attacked you before the hearing?"

"Ye. But why were you tasked with this? "

"How can I know. I simply do as I was told. So do you wanna know or not? "

"Ye" Potter shrugged though he didnt really care anymore, no feeling attachment to his past anymore, he stopped caring soon after his first rape in muggle world, or maybe earlier when he was wondering streets pointlessly, starving, but he was curious.

"I can tell it wasnt Weasley who arranged this. It was I. It felt good to beat crap out of you. I can also reveal names of the rest of those rapists. Do you want it? "

"After everything I went through I not as interested as in first day after but whatever. Im curious" Harry pretended not to care but possibility it could be gryffindors still hurted him. Harry was assuring himself that despite gryffindors were bullying him, there is no way a gryffindor can be his rapist hiding face behind mask. But still Harry had no idea who could have attacked him in Hugrid hut. Initially he thought it was slytherins again but at hearing he realised it wasnt possible because according to Dumbledore command all male slytherin students who hit their puberty were obliged to give their semen for analyses.

As result slytherins began to panic, fearing possibility of persecution. No slytherin would find courage to rape him again. No slytherin would dare to touch him, let alone rape him, leaving sperm on his body as evidence, knowing that their sperm samples are stored at madam Pomphrey office. His masked rapists were coming in him, leaving their sperm on his body. Thinking about all the facts and analyzing events Harry concluded that slytherins had alibi, so hufflepuffs and ravenclaws were left as suspects. The more Potter was thinking of this, the more he grow sure that it was badgers seeing they had reason for revenge. Many hufflepuffs had grudge on him after Cedric's death, though Dumbledore blamed Dark Lord, most of them didnt believe. They thought Harry killed Cedric to steal Triwizarding cup and Cedric's girlfriend

Near death experience and sudden visit of death Zabini woke up old wounds. Potter began to recall the attack in details, the more he thought of this, the more assured he become that this rape was comitted by badgers, and that Filch was their accomplice because without his help rapists couldnt leave the school at such late hour. Only Filch was able to open doors at night, and only Filch had opportunity to meet with Hagrid in that night to distract him, to lure the gamekeeper out to leave Harry defenceless. By some unknown motivation, probably because of being bribed Filch could lure Hagrid out and to inform the rapists that it is safe to go to the hut. Now when he was thinking about this Harry was coming to conclusion that he close to solve the question and now Zabini gonna reveal names of other attackers.

"Yes, Zabini, tell me who they were"

Blaise waved his arm, after that it was like submerging into pensieve, becoming witness of events of distant past. Now he and Zabini ended up in slytherin dungeons

missis Norris appeared, a note was attached to her collar. "We shall go after her, Potter" Zabini said and began to follow missis Norris. Gryffindor followed his guide, realising his version began to confirm and that scumbag Filch really has something to do with this.

They followed the cat and eventually to Harry's shock he saw another Blaise Zabini - it was Zabini from past. Then Zabini from past removed note from the cat's collar. Smirked, then tossed the note to fireplace, then took a wallet, put diminishment charms to it and put it behind cat's collar. The cat rushed to dark corridor, carrying generous reward to her owner as payment for vileness he has commited. Now Harry's suspicion was confirmrd: it was Filch who warned the rapists about Hagrid leaving the hut, Filch left school doors open so that rapists would be able to attack defenceless victim. After destroying the note and sending payment to Filch for his help, the slytherin began preparations for the attach - he was gathering masks for rapists to hide behind

Zabini from presence waved his arm again to change surroundings once more. Now they were outside, close to Hagrid's hut

Right in that moment Harry's wand was thrown out of the window. "Now most interesting part is about to begin" Zabini said. They entered the hut. Harry saw Zabini from past beating him. After Zabini finished, other attackers ripped off Harry's underpants and bend him over. Then one of them began to rape him. After he finished he removed his mask. Harry wasn't surprized - it was one of those hufflepuffs who dragged him to bathroom and tried to get him to lick all the toilets in there. The next rapist wasnt a surprize either it was that ravenclaw Roger Davis at whom Harry nearly cast Crucio in Great Hall. Third one was another hufflepuff, the one who tried to get Harry to lick his shit-smeared ass. Also not surprize. Back then Harry did manage to hit him hard enough for him to fly, and to land face down into the toilet where his own shit was floating. So it was no wonder he wanted to get revenge and decided not to loose such opportunity presented to him by Zabini. So far everything was confirming Harry's theory. The fourth rapist was shock however - it was Cormac Macluggen. The roughtest of all his rapists, the one who raped him with particular furry was a gryffindor

Up until that moment he couldnt imagine that a gryffindor can be among his rapists

"Why? " Harry asked in shock. "You kicked him out of the team he was holding grudge on you and couldnt miss such perfect opportunity to get his revenge"

"Raping me just because I kicked him out of quidditch team? Isnt it overreacting? "

"People kill for less. People do kill for not believing in religious dogmas, for being gay, for posting photos in lingerie, for various kind of petty reasons, people do tend to overreact and to be violent when something they see important is threatened. Even if this something is petty"

The last rapist was another gryffindor "Crivey? Why he of all people"

"Financial problems" Zabini replied. "I offered him financial aid if he agreed to participate. Ye he practically sold you as your pimp currently does"

"I wasnt expecting this of him. " Harry was stunned and also ashamed for befriending them and even being willing to fight for their cause

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"In Rachel Lewis, your doctor, " Woman said. "How are you? "

"I do remember you, " Harry said. "You were there"

"Of course I was there"

"Give me some water"

"I cant. If you drink you ll throw up immediately"

"Am I arested? ' Harry asked, looking at handcuffs.

"Captain Matthew Bennet did this. I was against it, I even had to summon security but that policeman threatened to send you to jail straight away."

"Scumbag" Harry says. "Aside from Bennet there are two investigators from Scottland Yard. They have been waiting for you to wake up, soon they come here to talk yo you" Lewis warned him.

"I dont remember anything. How they found me? "

"Firefighters found you" She replied.

"Firefighters? I dont remember that there was a fire"

"Neighbours called firefighters. Many saw flame, fully engulfing some abandoned house. But when firefighters arrive there wasnt fire. They began to look for possible cause of fire and found you in driveway. Your attacker was found at other floor.

Firefighters called police and embulance, thats how you ended up in hospital. You wete lucky, just a bit more time and you would have died from blood lose. But now there is nothing to worry about, your life no longer threatened. And you become famous, all news are about you. I think many policemen and journalists moved here.

"Thanks for telling me"

"What Ive told you is not a secret. All news already reported about this, and whole hospital talking about this. Two policemen and one security standing behind door of this ward to prevent people coming here, many journalists gathered in front of the hospital.

Detectives ordered not to let outsiders in. Only medics and Scottland Yard agents can go here. Though some boy tried to get to you. He was worrying about you a lot.

Harry realised who it was. Who else would be worrying about him "He wanted to give you this"

Lewis showed him box in bright wrapping. "What is it? 'Potter asked.

"He said is your birthday gift"

"What exactly is in there? May I ask you open the box?, I cannot do it on my own" Harry says, twitchinv his handcuffed arm.

Doctor unwrapped and opened the box, there was mobile phone and a note. The note says: «Harry, I♥ you» – "

"This is the best birthday in my life" Potter whispered. "Can I see him? This is important. I need to tell him many things"

"All visits are prohibited for your own safety Only medics and policemen allowed in here. Several agents of Scottland Yard have been waiting for you

"I didnt kill that craphead. But they wont believe and going to put me in prison.

"For now nobody taking you away from here. I think you ll spent several months in here. You lost a lot of blood. And terapists needed because you have been attacked by serial killed and received serious psychological trauma as result. You also need help of narcologist, because you have cocaine addiction. Moreover, you have very bad analyses. According to analyses you have syphilis

"I know"

"If you knew then why didn't go to clinic? Thanks to Red Cross treatment for prost... people of your lifestyle is free"

Because if I go to clinic, they won't keep their mouths shut, my pimp would find out of my illness and would kick me out just as he did to one deceased friend of mine, I would loose my job, my apartment, I dont want to become homeless again

"This boy who tried visiting you and brough you birthday gift - is he your lover? "

"No, we are just friends. Nothing more, I didn't have sex with him" He lied, knowing that if his relationships with Montgomery was outed then they would force Montgomery to go through medical examination, that way they find out Montgomery has AIDS, Mabuto find out from them and would kick Montgomery out just as he did to Brent

"Harry, do you have relatives? " Lewis asked.

"No. Im orphan" The former gryffindor replied.

"At morning a social worker come here, maybe she will be able to help you in future after you leave the hospital.

"Help me? What the fuck you talking about? When I needed help no one gave a shit about me. Now I say fuck you to all these social workers. It is too late. And what can they do for someone like me any way? To send me to school for underage criminals and teenage deliquents? No, thanks, it would be no different from what would happen when Bennet put me in jail.

"You really can end up in jail for spreading STD"

"All these customers...they are inhuman. They are not even people, they are garbage. Do you even know what these crapheads did to me...I'm not regret if I manage to infect them. I wish I had AIDS so that these fucks would die" Potter says.

"Haven't I said to alert me immediately when he woke up" Middle aged man said, entering the ward. Slightly younger man followed him.

"My patient did woke up only recently, detective Kenningem. Also, I would like you to keep in mind that my patient is a child. A child who has been attacked by serial killer and barely, by some sheer luck managed to survive

"This child is street prostitute, who has been spreading sexuallt transmitted deceases on a purpose. I fully agree with captain Bennet that this garbage shall be put to jail for underage criminals and teenage deliquents

"My patient is not criminal, he is a victim

"Tell me, Black. Tell me everything what happened there and try not to lie or I can get you persecuted for false testimonies."

"I don't remember anything, sir"

"Wrong answer, Black. I don't care where he picked you and how much he payed you, I want to know what happened in that abandoned building. I must know who killed him and how. "

"It wasnt I" Potter replied.

"Most likely it wasnt you. Deep wounds were found on body of this craphead, wounds inflicted by heavy sharp object, by look of it the object was double edge sword. Criminologists are confused because by the look of it this bastard was hit by this object with such force which not all grown men capable to muster. I can even say it looked like he was hit with inhuman force. The only objectes found in there were only scissors and kitchen knives Adams used to kill whores, but any other weapons, the weapon used to kill him wasnt found. I want to know who else was in there, who helped you? Who killed William Adams and with what they did this? Tou suppose to know.

"Maybe the Predator, sir? You know that one, who was fighting Arnold Schwarzenegger. Have you seen that old american movie? I have seen it on TV and liked it"

"You trying to be funny? I would like to see how you gonna make jokes in prison" Kenningem said.

"I haven't seen anything, sir. I lost my consciousness and I don't remember anything" Harry replied.

"What happened before you lost consciousness? "

"I don't remember, I have severe psychological trauma, post traumatic syndrome, partial memory loss and I just woke up after surgery, I feel nausea. Im gonna tell journalists that you putting pressure on me, threatening me, intimidating me. I demand to to be presented with advocate. I'm underage, you have no right interoggating me without presence of my parents or guardians. "

"If you keep on acting like this, guy, then today you would end up in prison hospital wing" The policeman promised

"I really don't remember anything...Adams tried to kill me, I was trying to defend myself, then I lost my consciousness"

"Black, you are lying" Detective Kenningem hissed. "Before you lost your consciousness you managed to crawl two floors, you lost consciousness only after that and by this time Adams was already dead which means you saw who killed him but don't want to tell me. On Adams face there was expression like before dying he saw Devil himself and I don't think it was you who managed to fright him like this. I understand you afraid to tell whom you saw in there but we promising you complete safety. Tell us who killed Adams and I promise you to protect you from Bennet. This is a good deal, guy. You giving that mysterious murderer to us and help us to solve this case and in exchange we would hide fact of you deliberately spreading sexually transmitted deceases.

"I don't remember anything. I demanding to be presented with advocate. Im underage and have right for lawer defending me for free, funded by government. And I don't want to tell you anything else, sir. And if you kept on threatening me I would give interview for those journalists who standing in this hospital's yard. I think they would be happy to receive curious interview of the maniac's victim about detectives from Scotland Yard threatening me, coercing me to give testimonies they need.

Scotland Yard already has tensed relationships with journalists. Also Ministry of Domestic Affairs has grudge on Scotland Yard, so someone can loose his job.

"You cant even imagine what kind of crap you get yourself in" The detective hissed "You gonna have serious problem, dude, I promise you"

"Doctor Lews, I'm not feeling well, I want to vomit, can you get them to go away?"

"Detectives, I demand you to stop interrogation. There are patients in severe condition in here, you shall immediately leave this ward or I would be forced to summon security

"Alright, we gonna continue our fascinating conversation at morning, Black. It is in your best interests to recall everything what I need to know otherwise you gonna receive your medical treatment in hospital wing of prison. And I will arrange you warm meeting with captain Bennet and other members of Vice Department, who will help you to clean your ill arshole, " Detective Kenningem promised before leaving the ward.

"Thank you doc" Harry said before throwing up over his bed. "I'm sorry, I didnt want it" The guy whispered. "I has been holding up while they were here. It was hard. And in vain. I regrer I didnt throw up at these scumbags"

"Thats ok, Harry. Im inviting some nurse, and you shall try to fall asleep. You need rest

Future looks grim, no need to go to Treloney to see it - several months in hospital under police watch, handcuffed to hospital bed, then they will take him to Scotland yard and then there will be relentless interrogations. If cops failed to proof that he killed that psycho Adams, and they obviously wont be able to prove it, they still gonna put him behind the bars, though because of other reason - for spreading of sexually transmitted deceases. He wont be able to get away with this one, Bennet wont stop till he imprison Harry. That means that for a couple of years his return to wizarding world gonna be postponed.

Escape from hospital was impossible - he is handcuffed to hospital bed, two cops and one man from security are staying on watch on the other side of the door, a crowd of journalists swarming in the hospital yard. Even if he somehow managed to get rid off handcuffs, he still wont be able to walk through such crowd without being noticed. It seems it was his destiny to be Boy Who Lived all the time, in every situation, everywhere. And to attract public attention.

Harry was sure that soon Dursleys gonna learn about this story. Probably, his photos are in newspapers already, all news reporting about what happened last night and if course Dursleys, as well as their neighbours gonna learn about his job.

Of course, this is actually good that his relatives gonna be embarassed like this - because eventually whole Little Whining will learn that when their nepfew gone to London he become a prostitute in there. However it also meant his real surname will be revealed. Moreover, these news will reach wizarding world too, and so wizarding world will learn that Harry Potter is a whore.

Dumbledore, whole Light Side were ridiculous, hailed him as Chosen One, something special but if he was such a powerfull wizard, as powerfull as they said, then how come he ended up as street whore and allowed all those muggles treat him like they did? Without wand he couldnt use magic even just to open car to steal food from this car, instead he was forced to just fund a brick and break windowshield with it.

Despair engulfed him again, possibility of ending up imprisoned was too high, and when he end up in prison inmates will have rounds with him every night, and at daytime guards gonna rape him. What else can be awaiting underage hustler in prison?