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Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Underage Category: F/F, F/M, Gen, M/M, Multi Fandom: Harry_Potter_-_J._K._Rowling Character: Harry_Potter, Hermione_Granger, Minor_Characters, Daphne_Greengrass, Cho Chang, Angelina_Johnson, Hannah_Abbott, Harry_Potter_Characters, Zacharias_Smith, Ginny_Weasley, Neville_Longbottom, Luna_Lovegood, George Weasley, Seamus_Finnigan, Bellatrix_Black_Lestrange, Draco_Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy, Fred_Weasley, Justin_Finch-Fletchley, Original_Female_Character (s), Ron_Weasley, Pansy_Parkinson, Lavender_Brown, Millicent_Bulstrode, Original_Male_Character(s), Susan_Bones, Gregory_Goyle, Theodore_Nott, Colin_Creevey, Terry_Boot, Hogwarts_School_of_Witchcraft_and_Wizardry_ (Harry_Potter), Hange_Zoë, Dennis_Creevey, Blaise_Zabini, Death_Eater(s), Parvati_Patil, Padma_Patil Additional Tags: Rape/Non-con_Elements, Implied/Referenced_Rape/Non-con, Non-Graphic_Rape/ Non-Con, Threats_of_Rape/Non-Con, Non-Chronological, Mutual_Non-Con, Non- Canonical_Violence, Underage_Rape/Non-con, Naked_Male_Clothed_Female, Masturbation, Forced_Masturbation, Public_Masturbation, Underage Masturbation, Masturbation_Interruptus, Hand_Jobs, Public_Hand_Jobs, Forced_Orgasm, Forced_Ejaculation, Embryo_-_Freeform, egg, harvesting, Collect, collecting, Milking, Prostate_Milking, Prostate_Massage, IVF, Egg_Retrieval, Sperm, Sperm_Harvesting, Egg_Harvesting, Sperm_Collection, Sperm_Collecting, Egg_Collecting, Fertility_Issues, fertility, Medical Kink, Medical_Procedures, Medical_Experimentation, Medical_Examination, Medical_Device, Alternate_Universe_-_Medical, Alternate_Universe, Alternate_Universe_-_Canon_Divergence, Alternate_Universe_-_Hogwarts, Mad Science, Science, For_Science!, Magic_and_Science, Dubious_Science, Science_Experiments, Fucking_Machines, Machines, Milking_Machine, One- Sided_Attraction, POV_Female_Character, Crossover, Penises, penis_- Freeform, Uncircumcised_Penis, Small_Penis, circumcised_penis, Penis Measuring, Cock_Tease, Ejaculate, Premature_Ejaculation, Ejaculation, testicle, testicles, Blue_Balls, Pervert, Dark_Magic, Sex_Magic, Alternate_Universe_-_Magic, Magical_Realism, cum, Sex, character crossover, Vaginal_Sex, Penis_In_Vagina_Sex, Vaginal, Vaginal_Fingering, vagina, Needles, Injections, Inject, Injecting, Blood, drawing_blood_- Freeform, Heartbeats, Sperm_Cells, Mating_Cycles/In_Heat, In_Vitro Fertilization, period, Periods, Ovulation, Non-Canon_Relationship, Non- Consensual, non-canon, Non-Graphic_Violence, shingeki_no_kyojin_- Freeform, attack_on_titan_-_Freeform, OVA, Fertilization, Lust_Potion/ Spell, Potions, Multiple_Orgasms, Multiple_Sex_Positions, Nipples, Nipple Play, Testes, Gonads, Orgasm_Delay/Denial, Orgasm, Orgasm_Control, Simultaneous_Orgasm, Dry_Orgasm, Death_Eaters, Implied/Referenced Character_Death, Pee, peeing, Urination, Urine_Sample, Semen_Sample, shower, showering, Bathing/Washing, Pictures, Embedded_Images, Images, Character's_Name_Spelled_as_Hanji, NSFW_Art, nsfw_images, NSFW, Explicit Sexual_Content, Awkward_Sexual_Situations, Public_Sex, Underage_Sex, WIP, Work_In_Progress, Underage_Character(s) Stats: Published: 2017-03-24 Chapters: 1/? Words: 1603 ****** Voldemort's Army ****** by JadeFalcon Summary Hogwarts has fallen, and with it goes the collapse of Dumbledore's Army. The surviving students are enslaved; medically experimented on and used sexually. Now begins the reign of the Dark Lord. His goal: the absolute annihilation of every Muggle on Earth. And he's going to need a very large army to accomplish that.....   WARNING: Story contains underage Characters! Notes (EDIT on 02/28/2018): Folks, AO3 has informed me that images in this story violate the copy write rules, and therefore, I have removed them. I will not be posting further images in this story. I apologize for the inconvenience, and you may ignore all of the image warnings listed. Please read the following notes carefully for image warnings. The idea for this story has been floating around in my head for quite a while, and tonight I was suddenly struck with the mood to start it. Just a heads up: there is a minor crossover with one character from the "Attack On Titan" (Japanese: "Shingeki no Kyojin") manga series (my favorite manga). That character is my favorite, my beloved...Hange Zoe. She loves science. And I need a truly mad scientist for this story. That's the only element from Shingeki no Kyojin here. So if you're a fellow AOT fan, and you're here strictly for that story-line, then I'm afraid you won't find it. This story revolves primarily around the Harry Potter fandom. I may add more character tags as this story progresses. All characters in this story are in their early to mid-teens. Harry himself has just turned 15 years old. If that bothers you, please go read something else. I don't believe in making a false "8th Year" story-line just to appease sensitivities about the age of a fictional character. Sorry. Also, this takes place in current times, simply because I'm too lazy to go back and imagine how things were in the early 1990s. And I have plans for this story that are only relevant with today's technology. So read on, and enjoy! See the end of the work for more notes "Mister Potter?" Harry Potter jolted out of his reverie and stiffened on his bed.  A young woman's bespectacled face peered at him through the bars of his cell. "I'll see you now.  Come with me please." The cell door cracked open, and the woman took off at a brisk pace. Harry staggered to his feet, shaking off memories of screams, blood, violence, death, and destruction which had rocked the castle just two weeks prior.  Many students and all the faculty had been killed in the sudden Death Eater ambush. But since then, after the survivors had been rounded up and put into cells, there was not a sound to be heard from the entire castle. Then, three days after the ordeal, while peering out of the slit-window of his cell, he saw white-robed figures moving equipment and what appeared to be machinery of some sort into the castle in an orderly fashion from places he couldn't see.  Harry recognized this young woman as one of the people he saw; who called out directions and orders as people came and went, carrying boxes and large objects in pairs. Harry peered around the corner of his cell door after the mysterious woman.  Her white robe billowed behind her as she walked swiftly down the corridor, passing silent Death Eaters as she did. Harry shuffled his feet and stumbled quickly after her. After going up a flight of stairs, they emerged into a bright, sun-lit hallway that Harry had never seen before.  The hallway had many rooms on both sides, with all doors open and sunlight pouring in through what Harry assumed were open windows.  At quick glance, he counted probably 20 rooms in total. Here and there was medical-gowned nurses moving swiftly from room to room; some carrying objects and others carrying clipboards close to their breasts.  Occasionally, they stopped to speak in quick, hushed tones, and showed one- another pieces of parchment and the contents of boxes. "We're still setting up shop, as you can see." Harry jumped at the sudden voice, realizing that he had stopped to stare down the corridor, and snapped out of his trance.  He glance just to his right, and there stood the woman, holding open a door.  He nodded curtly and stepped through, while she shut the door behind him.  With a quick wave of her wand, the door locked solidly. The room was very large, and three large windows allowed bright sunlight to pour through.  Harry took a guess that it was about noon, judging by the position of the sun.  He shielded his eyes and grimaced. The young woman clucked her tongue.  "Sorry about that.  It's pretty bright." Slowly, Harry's eyes adjusted to the bright room, and he looked around. To his right was a large mahogany desk with a simple chair behind it.  On the dull surface of the desk were stacks and rolls of parchment scattered haphazardly.  A box sat open at one corner, and Harry assumed that's where the scrolls had come from. At closer glance, Harry could just make out charts and graphs of what appeared to be medical in origin on the desk.  But he was unable to read any further detail than that. The woman moved to a nearby coat-rack and removed her white medical robe; hanging it on a peg.  Then, sensing Harry's prying eyes on the paperwork, the woman moved to the front of her desk and picked up a clipboard, while turning the remaining pages still in view over so that their contents could not be read. She brought the clipboard up to her face, adjusting her glasses as she did, and it was only then that Harry took her in. She was quite beautiful.  She had short reddish-brown hair that was parted over a kind face with confident features, and her hair was tied back in a loose, high pony-tail that fanned out over her head.  Her bangs stretched down to just below her chin, emphasizing her sharp, brown eyes hidden behind a pair of thick spectacles.  She had light-tan skin, and wore a tan khaki button-up shirt, tight blue jeans, and polished black boots. Shaking himself out of his remaining stupor, he reverted back to his Order and DA training and sized up his enemy. She was a little taller than he was; Harry guessed about five-feet-eight-inches tall, maybe even five-nine.  Her shoulders were crisp and sturdy, and her torso was well-figured, with what Harry guessed to be C-cup breasts.  She stood with confidence and discipline, with no slouch of any kind in her stance. Harry traced his gaze down to her hips, and then her legs. Wow... The tight jeans left little to his imagination.  A thick-black belt with various nick-knacks attached to it wrapped around a very sensual waist, which emphasized the young woman's curves beautifully.  And with one glance, Harry could tell that her legs were extremely powerful.  Her thighs were well- sculpted, and her calves were lean but muscular. And it hit Harry right at that moment... This woman was a warrior. Whatever life she was living now was not the life she had once lived; that much was clear.  Or perhaps she was still a fighter. But one thing was for absolute certain... This woman was not to be fucked with. Unbeknownst to Harry, the woman was studying the raven-haired boy over the lip of her clipboard.  His handsome face was deathly pale, and his features were wane with stress and exhaustion.  His beautiful green eyes were wide with anxiety and apprehension.  He was wearing ratty clothes that were dirty, and she could detect the odor of his unwashed body. First thing's first, she thought.  "Mister Potter....may I call you Harry?" Harry hesitated for a moment, but nodded gloomily. "Right.  Harry, my name is Hangi Zoe; you can call me Hanji.  I'm the chief scientist here at Hogwarts."  She held out her hand.  After another brief moment of hesitation, Harry reached out and shook her hand. His hand was cold and clammy.  "You look like you could use a shower.  Have you had one since you were taken prisoner?" Harry shook his head.  "No ma'am," he said quietly. "Right.  Let's change that."  Taking a blank piece of parchment from her clipboard, she drew her wand from her belt and tapped the parchment.  In her hand suddenly appeared a fluffy white towel. She handed the soft fabric to Harry and gestured to the other side of the room.  "Follow me." They both walked silently across the large room; passing several large bookcases and cabinets that were stacked with rolls of parchment and hundreds of books.  They came to an area that had several recliners facing a very large unlit fireplace.  The wooden floor in this portion of the sitting area was draped with a large throw rug made of hand-woven silk, while the rest of the floor was covered with a soft, dark-cream-colored carpet. To the left of the area was a lone bookcase that towered above the room.  It was crammed neatly with books that didn't seem to be of scientific origin; storybooks and such. Hanji took her wand and tapped the corner of the case.  In the blink of an eye, a large shower stall appeared. It was encased in rich, dark-colored marble, streaked with white and pale colors.  It was rectangular, with a gold-handled glass door, and encased in crystal-clear glass from floor to ceiling. Inside was a magical, blue-colored light illuminating a beautiful circular cascade of water falling gently from the ceiling.  The floor was slate-grey, as was the marble bench across from the marble wall, which contained the faucet taps as well as a silver hose connected to a removable shower head. Hanji turned to address the shocked boy.  "This is my personal shower.  You may use it, and take as long as you like," she said gently.  "The water is infinite, and the shower above is magically enhanced, as you can see from the blue glow, with a relaxing, pleasurable charm.  Or you may choose to use the movable shower head on the wall." She stepped back while motioning Harry towards the shower door.  "A slight warning though: the relaxing charm may cause you to become emotional in your current state.  That is okay, and it is normal.  Don't be afraid to cry." Hanji paused for a moment, then continued.  "You will have no need for clothing once your shower is complete.  Judging by the state of those garments, I doubt that you'd want to wear them anyways.  I will need to conduct a full-body examination of you after your shower, and it may take a couple of hours.  This will require you to be nude so that I may complete my examination properly." She held up a hand to silence Harry's apprehensive objection.  "Furthermore, though you may receive pleasure from the relaxing enchantments within this shower, it is imperative that you do not engage in masturbation.  I will be examining you later during an orgasmic state, and I want you to be at your prime." Harry gawked at this, and his voice caught in his throat.  "I...wait...!" But Hanji was already moving back to her desk.  "Enjoy your shower, Mister Potter!"   Folks,_I_am_still_working_on_this_opening_chapter,_and_I_apologize_that_it's taking_me_so_long. _I_was_typing_this_up,_then_got_horny_and_had_to_go_fap.  I'm_sure_you_understand,_lol.   I_am_still_working_on_this_though,_so_no_worries. _It_will_get_done.   Thank_you_for_your_patience! _Now,_if_you'll_excuse_me....my_hand_awaits....   End Notes In regards to the picture of Hanji Zoe, I could not find one that matched my criteria. So I'm afraid that's the best one that I could find, which emphasizes the closest of what I envisioned her looking like. Please ignore the fact that the picture is in black-and-white, and that she's wearing suspenders over her clothes. Also, it should be noted that there are a couple of ways to spell her name. One is "Hange", and the other is "Hanji". I think, for the most part, I will be spelling it as "Hanji Zoe". Thank you very much for reading! 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