Harry was five years old, and Petunia had taken Dudley out to buy a birthday present for Vernon. Harry was left alone with Vernon for the first time ever, and he was terrified. Harry knew that Vernon didn't beat him as much around Petunia because, as much as she disliked him, she couldn't bear to watch a child be beaten too badly.
Harry was chained to the bed and stripped so he couldn't prevent himself from being made into the perverted sex toy they enjoyed him to be. Vernon wouldn't let Hedwig escape her cage because he didn't want Harry to send for help. Harry tried to keep going with all the cruel things his family did. He had to.
Harry had to take a shower to wash the sex off his body; he smelled of sweat and sperm and pussy and ass. Hermione was beside herself, but he only half heard her continual patter of worry and wonder as he doused himself under the sink, and then as he took some clean clothes and walked down the hall, past the empty master bedroom and down the ...
Petunia picked up Harry out of the high chair and placed him on her lap while Vernon slotted Dudley into Harry's previous seat. The Dursley's ate their meal in silence before they placed the two toddlers in the playroom. Vernon and Petunia sat on a sofa in the corner of the room, watching Dudley and Harry run around while giggling at each other.
Harry Potter and the Making of Sex Slaves :: FicWad: fresh-picked original and fan fiction. IT’S AU!!!!! AND I UPPED THE TIMELINE. Chapter One. It was about 9:30 P.M. on July 22 2007 when Petunia unlocked and entered the room she kept young Harry in, she was dressed in a robe and long black see-through stockings covering her legs disappearing ...
Petunia is washing dishes, minding her own business for once instead of criticising her nephew, when Harry hears her son leave. Vernon, too, is out of the house, and Harry takes advantage of this fact. Petunia is surprised, until she is hypnotised by his magical eyes and falls into his trance. Series.
Petunia Dursley sat in her kitchen, staring out of a window, a cup of tea cooling in front of her. Something was bothering her, and now that her husband had left for work, and her son had gone out, she had a free moment to think without anyone disturbing her. She disliked thinking when she could be interrupted.
Crush, a harry potter fanfic | FanFiction. Crush. A/N I don't own Harry Potter, JK Rowling does however. Petunia was sitting in the kitchen hunched over the sink, washing dishes. The door opened behind her; it was Harry. She smiled at him, lately she'd warmed up to young Harry. He wasn't so bad. Vernon still hated the boy though; every night ...
Almighty Harry fucking whoever he wants, with some plot to grease the transitions and the repetitive sex. Grey Harry, dead Vernon, sexy “Petunia”, female “Dudley” Lousy tittle, I know, but it didn’t let me put “untittled” so, meh.
Harry Potter (71) Vernon Dursley (60) Dudley Dursley (35) Ron Weasley (31) Petunia Evans Dursley (31) Severus Snape (28) Hermione Granger (24) Draco Malfoy (23) Albus Dumbledore (20) Sirius Black (16) Include Relationships Vernon Dursley/Harry Potter (80) Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter (15) Dudley Dursley/Harry Potter (14) Harry Potter/Ron Weasley (13)