When Darkness Rises

Harry's Submission

Later that night, Harry decided to tell his story. His mates deserve to know, so they are sitting on their bed.

"James and Lily were killed by Dumbledore, who placed me on my Uncle and Aunt's front steps. For as long as I remember, I was beaten. They called me horrid names. Each time I did wrong, I was punished severely, either by whip, belt, being burnt, or just plain beaten. I tried so hard to be accepted, and then at one point I gave up. Basically, I was a house elf."

The other two shift on the bed, their expressions are bewildered.

"One night, I heard them talking about how amazing it is to get paid to beat someone. Then, as I was exploring in the castle, I heard Dumbledore talking. 'I can't wait to see what he is,' he said. 'My Harry is going to be a great submissive. Beaten down. He should follow me easily now.' I never found out who he was talking to."

He took a deep breath, tail twitching. "Just as I was about to gain even a little confidence, it would be beaten out of me. I had no will, no will to live. Some days would get so bad in my punishments, I would stand at Death's door, and one day, it started to open. Out of that door stepped me. 'Not yet' it had said. 'Soon enough you will be my master.' I had thought is so odd at the time, but a little less... Eh, I'm still confused."

"I never realized....in our years in the same classes....I'm so sorry Harry." Draco says as he pulls his mate in close. Charlie puts his arms around them both. They sit there comforting each other, until sleep took over.

In a different part of the house, Tom, Sirius, Remus, and Severus are discussing Harry.

"When I said he was beaten into submission, I ment it. Dumbledore had paid the Dursleys quite a bit of money to beat him. It also help fuel the anger his aunt already had for him. Eventually they really started to hate him enough that they didn't have to be paid."

"But why would Dumbledore do this? What is the purpose?" Siri is leaning forward, while grasping his mate's hand.

"Since Dumbledore doesn't know Harry's lineage, he wasn't sure whether or not he would come into an inheritance. So Dumbfuck covered two bases. One, was to make sure he had his weapon in the war against the Lord here. Second, to make sure that Harry would be submissive, even if it was against his inheritance, and have the boy follow his every word."

Tom dunked out of the way as a glass flew his way, on accident of course. Remus started to pace in front of the crackling fire. The others are watching his movements as they think.

"I don't know were to go from here. Do we wait till he grows his wings or what?" 

From his corner Tom says, "We play it day by day. Right now that's all we can do."

They agree reluctantly, and head different directions.