Survival Instinct

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Author: lavillanueva
Pairing(s): Harry/Draco (minimal Ron/Hermione and Neville/Ginny)
Rating: NC-17 for sex and violence
Summary: Voldemort has issued a proposition: if Harry Potter will return to Hogwarts for his seventh year, no harm will come to the students' families.  Harry's saving-people-thing won't let him say no.
Warnings: Explicit torture, bad language, frottage, wanking, very, very slight dubious consent. This story is an AU Seventh Year; it begins with the scene at the Burrow on Harry's 17th birthday and largely splits from canon there.
Word count: 39,000

 

 

Harry's birthday had been great.  In fact - he thought again of the kiss in Ginny's bedroom - it had been very nearly spectacular.

 

Which was why Harry was not pleased at all when the Minister showed up halfway through his party, barging in and demanding to speak with him.

 

"This had better be good," he said darkly, refusing Scrimgeour's offer to have a seat.

 

"Of course, Potter, so important.  So reluctant to leave your many admirers.  Surely there couldn't be anything happening in the world worthy of dragging you away from your tea and cake," Scrimgeour mocked.  Harry didn't rise to the bait.

 

"What is it?" he asked.

 

"Dismiss your bodyguards and I'll tell you." Scrimgeour looked back and forth between Ron and Hermione's identical stone-cold faces.

 

"They stay.  I'll tell them everything anyway."

 

Scrimgeour pulled a scroll from his robes and shook it in Harry's face.  "Now you see here, boy.  You may think you're something special - 'The Chosen One' - but I am the Minister of Magic and I will not be spoken to in that tone of voice.  You need to learn some respect, young man."

 

"And you should learn some modesty," Harry retorted. 

 

"Should I now?"  Scrimgeour smiled maliciously.  "Apparently we have much to teach one another.  For example: I know how many lives will be lost if you do not return to Hogwarts.  Do you?"

 

"I don't know what you're talking about."

 

"Of course you don't," he sneered. "You cannot lie to me, Potter.  I have heard of your plans.  You intend to abandon your education and fight You-Know-Who on your own, without consulting the Ministry.  Have you not considered the ramifications of your brash actions?  Of course not," he spat, not giving Harry a chance to respond.  "Harry Potter is above even the Minister now."

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