Harry Potter and the Golden King[FSN/HP/Multicross] – Chapter 3

Disclaimer: Contains dark content read at your own discretion. Well since you all asked so nicely here is a warning of Lily getting Taimanin'd. And I edited it a bit to have a little more hopeful tone.

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Maj 21, 2001

"Lily, James," Dumbledore greeted the two Potters as he entered their heavily Warded home. The old wizard was smiling as he saw that she was holding both of her children so motherly. It always warmed his heart to see that Lily cared for Gilgamesh despite his possible origins. She was indeed a woman of endless paternal love.

"Hello Sir, I would ask if you had a good day. But going by your expression, I don't think it was one," The patriarch of the family responded.

"No, James, my boy, it has not been a good day for me, for I come bearing grave news. It seems that young Tom has finally begun acting on the prophecy," He answered solemnly.

And Lily just sighed; of course, it was about the fucking prophecy. Oh, how she hated that thing. She knew that Divination was a subject with a lot of useful stuff in it. It was prophecies made by seers that usually made it a laughing stock. As they were typically drowned in metaphors, wordplay that made them have a multitude of meanings. Yes, the predicted the future, but one prophecy could point too more than one future. And so it was usually up to oneself to interpret it if you believed in it in the first place.

And sadly, Voldemort very much did.

"What, what has he done?" James asked before Lily could.

"From what my report from Severus," Both Lily and James scowled at the name. For it was his fault, they were in this situation in the first place. While Lily was glad he had realized what he had done, it had been a little too late, and she would never forgive him for making her son a possible target. "Is that Tom believes that everyone has defied him thrice for being who they are. So he has decided to systematically kill everyone in Britain who was born on the thirty-first of July." At that, the temperature of the room became ice cold.

"He truly is insane," James muttered as his hand went through his hair. He felt like he had just aged a hundred years upon hearing that.

"Yes, this is his most deplorable action yet," Dumbledore muttered as he had the same expression that James was making on his face when he heard it too. Yes, Tom was quite merely to far gone into insanity. If he got the chance, he would kill Tom. There would be no prison this time.

"Is, is there a way to stop him, to this slaughter?" Lily asked as she hugged her children closer.

"I do not know, for I do not know the location of everyone born on that day last year," Dumbledore admitted as much as it pained him too. "But I suggest that we put on one last layer of protection."

"What?" James asked.

"The Fidelous charm," Dumbledore suggested. It was one of the most powerful Ward Spells in existence, but it a flaw that it couldn't be used in conjunction with other protection based Wards. As the magic just got messed up and it collapsed due to conflicting concepts. So if was ever to be compromised, there would be no other defenses besides the people living in the place that had become a secret.

The two parents went silent as they looked at each other, before turning back to look at Dumbledore. "We are going for the Fidelous Sir. It is the best kind of defense for a small house like this."

"If that is your choice, now you're just going to require a secret keeper."

"Sirius."

"Sirius." Lily and James quickly one after another.

And Dumbledore let out a hearty chuckle, of course, it would be him, they would choose no one else. "Of course, let us call on young Sirius and explain, shall we?" He asked the couple.

"Yeah, I go and call him," James stated as he left the room, living only him and Lily and the kids as well.

"So how are they, Lily?" Dumbledore asked.

"They are fine, Dumbledore, they are fine," Her tone was somber as she knew that even if they took every single precaution, there was still a chance that this could end very badly. "A pair gluttons though," She finished with a laugh to get the mood back up.

"That is good to hear, Lily. That is very good, Lily," Dumbledore responded as James came back into the living room.

"Sirus is one his way."

"When let us wait."

Xxx

Lily hummed along to the radio as it played in the background as she packed a very special package. The room was filled with hot summer air as Lily held up a picture that contained eighteen people in it standing together and smiling together.

Lily felt both sadness and happiness as she looked at the photo, one that had been taken almost eleven years. She honestly looked so different compared to now. Though her having big milky breasts now compared to the mosquito bites indeed though made a difference, as she looked at the person behind her emotions went from happy and sad to pure hurt.

The blue eyes of the angelic boy that was her partner stared at her. "Maybe one day," Lily muttered as she put the picture in the box as the last thing.

This was an emergency box meant for both Harry and Gil just in case she didn't get too explain the role that Harry had born into herself. Within it was various books, letters, and belongings of her own.

Now she just needed to wait for Harry's birthday to roll around so that she could give it Zoeticus for safekeeping.

"Waah!" She had to put those negative thoughts away for now as she had a pair of boys to feed. And she was going to live every day with them to the fullest.

She just wanted to see them grow up. But there was a chance she wouldn't. And so she had to find a way to protect them even after her death. A blessing that would ensure their happiness, for if she was going to die, she was going to make sure that it wouldn't be a sacrifice in vain.

So it was time to hit the books once again.

Xxx

"So, Sirius, how is the war going?" James asked his brother in all but blood as he and Pettigrew sat in their living room, his wife next to him.

The sound of wood cracking could be heard as the chimney heated up the room on this cold October night. That would soon crossover into November in a few days.

"It is going bad, Prongs, if things go like this You-Know-Who is probably going to win this war of ours," Sirius' voice was filled with a sense of defeatism, and James felt for him. And he wished he could join him on the battlefield to take down as many Death Eaters as possible. He loved his son very much, but it was times like these that James felt like they had gone a bit to fast on the baby-making business.

"Come now, Padfoot, it's not that bad," Wormtail tried to be optimistic, but it wasn't lifting the mood despite his attempt. Honestly, out of all of them, Peter deserved the most praise. James wouldn't have blamed him if he just left the country to live with his aging mother somewhere else. But Wormtail had stayed and fought alongside the Order of the Pheonix. Showing everyone why he had been sorted into Gryffindor. And then he had done that, James hadn't felt any prouder.

"I know you're trying to be optimistic, Peter, but we must face the reality of the situation." Things must be bad if Sirius was this serious. He, I'm never going to get tired of that pun. "And You-Know-Who, definitely knows that you're hiding under the Fidelus, and that I am the Secret Keeper."

"The spy," Lily muttered. For just as they had a spy in the ranks of the Death Eaters. They had a spy among their ranks. They just didn't know who it was, but the one that was suspected the most was sadly Remus due to his Werewolf nature. While she didn't believe it, she didn't blame the others for thinking so. But she still disliked that they did.

She saw Peter shuffle a bit nervously. Yeah, that subject would be uncomfortable to discuss, especially for a guy like that.

"Yeah," Sirius responded. "That is the only way."

"So, how are you handling the attention for now?" James asked, concern filled his voice.

"I am handling it for now, but I am afraid of what will happen if they get me. And I wouldn't be surprised if You-Know-Who has a way to extract the location from me even with the protection the spell grants," Sirius voiced his concern.

"How about we switch then if you're that concerned?" Lily suggested. They all turned to look at her. "That seems like the best option, so if we do that and don't tell anyone. So even if Sirius gets captured. Not that, that is going to happen. He wouldn't be able to tell anyone the secret."

"That seems like a good move. In hindsight, choosing me as the Secret Keeper was probably a bad choice, as even if spy didn't tell You-Know-Who. It would have been easy to figure out due to our friendship," Sirius said.

"Wow, Padfoot. Look at you using the few brain cells that you've got available to think with."

"Fuck off, Padfoot."

"So, who do we switch too?"

"That is easy, Peter, of course."

"Wha me?" The nervous man asked skeptically as he stared at his friends.

"Of course it's going to be you, Peter," Sirius hollered as he patted Peter on the back. "No one would suspect it. It would be the perfect prank."

At that, James laughed. "It would be? Wouldn't it?" Yeah, it had been way too long since they had pranked someone, and the target being the Dark Lord was perfect.

And so they switched, but little did they know that it would be the mistake of a lifetime.

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"Too bad they couldn't join us tonight," Lily stated as she slowly carved out a pumpkin with her wand. There were a few spells that could make a much sharper blade than any knife she had, when it came to this.

"Too true, while they are family, they are still Devils, and so they have their political games," James responded as Zoeticus. The others should have been here for a little get together. But they had been invited to a party they couldn't ignore, and it was one there all the young Pillar Heirs would be shown off.

That was when Lily heard the alarm go off, which meant that it was time to change some diapers and feed some empty stomachs.

"What a pair of gluttons," James let out a chuckle.

"Got it from you," Lily responded.

"Gilgamesh didn't spawn from me."

"Still got it from you."

"Wow, way to cut in deep, Lily," James responded. Lily smiled at him as she went upstairs.

James just returned to carving out his pumpkin.

Xxx

"Today is the day where the prophecy will die, and it couldn't be a better day," Voldemort spoke to himself as he wandered through Godric's Hollow towards his target. Moon shined downed upon the town as young filthy Muggle children ran around and perverted a most sacred tradition.

He was going to have fun burning this place to the ground after he finished killing the boy.

"Wormtail," He spoke as he came upon the spy within he had within Dumbledore's stupid order that dared to oppose him.

"My Lord," The stuttering man responded.

"Wormtail, reveal to me the secret. So that I may kill one of the last two children who were born on the death of the seventh month." Yes, Harry Potter was one of the last two children who had been born on the thirty-first of July, 2000. He had murdered all the others despite Dumbledore's best efforts and hadn't that made all the children. While Voldemort believed that Harry Potter was the one that matched the prophecy the most. But he hadn't been able to get to him due to the damned Fidelus Charm until now, and you couldn't be too careful. After he had made his Seventh Horcrux with the boy's death, Wormtail would have to be rewarded later for his loyalty and efforts. Perhaps a few women for him to play with? Yes, while not of high stature, the Pettigrew family are still purebloods and has to continue. Voldemort thought as Wormtail told him the secret that the Fidelus was hiding.

"The Potter family lives in Potter Cottage, Godric's Hollow." And with those words, a building manifest before Voldemort's eyes.

"I will be done in a few moments wait here, Wormtail," Voldemort ordered his subordinate as he went through the front gates and came to the front door.

Voldemort flicked his wand, and with a wordless Bombarda he blasted open the door and stepped inside of the house.

In front of him stod James Potter, the current Lord of House Potter, and what a disappointment he was to the old Pureblood name.

So entirely wasted on him.

"Lily, it's him!" He shouted as he dropped the glass he was holding to take out his wand.

But Voldemort didn't let him as he quickly pinned him to the wall. "I will give you the same option that I gave your parents join me or die so that your family name and blood will not have to die.

"Huh, I would tell you to go to hell, but I think you would stink up the place," The young man mocked him.

"Then you have chosen death," Voldemort responded as he raised his wand to the Potter's face, who continued to look defiantly at him. "Avada Kadavra."

The killing curse was launched, and the man collapsed to the floor.

Dead.

Voldemort paid the body no more hed as he headed upstairs, walking as slowly and profoundly as possible to install as much fear as he could into the mud blood.

"Move aside woman," Voldemort sneered at the redhead. "You don't need to die, only the child does." For he had promised Severus to spare her, if possible, but it seemed the woman wouldn't allow him to keep that promise. Well, he would have to get emotional with another whore as it appeared he would have to kill. She didn't respond but stood unmoving in front of telling Voldemort non-verbally that she would not. "When you chose death." Voldemort fired another Avada Kadavra, and she collapsed to the ground.

As something within Lily Potter died.

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"Lily, Lily, LILY!" A being trapped within darkness screamed in mad fury as it felt it's one and only bond being severed.

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"And now for you," Voldemort stated as he went over to the crip where the crying form of Harry Potter sat, and so did another child. One with golden hair. Right, Wormtail mentioned the had adopted another child, one that the mud blood had found. "Well, child, you get to live as you're not part of the prophecy. So, that you may cultivate a desire for revenge so that one day you will attempt to kill me. But then you do, I will crush you and every dream of vengeance you may have had." Voldemort raised his hand at Harry, who had stooped crying and was now staring at him. "Avada Kadavra!"

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Peter knew that something had gone drastically wrong. He saw the first floor of the cottage explode. Wood was sent flying, pieces landing all over the street.

"My, my Lord," Peter stuttered out nervously as he went into the home of his former friends.

The traitor ignored Jame's body. You were always too stubborn James, you could have survived if you just submitted to the Dark Lord just like I did. It was only one kid. You could have had many more. This time around, I was the smart one, and you were the idiot. He thought as he quickly headed upstairs and entered the bedroom.

Peter almost felt his heart stop as he saw the aftermath of what in the hell had occurred in here.

Lily was on the floor, the boys were knocked out but still very much alive. With little Harry having now a lightning-bolt shaped scar on his forehead.

And right in front of the crip. There was a familiar-looking cloak lying on top of a pile of smoking ashes. And right next to it laid one of the most powerful wands in the world.

His Lord's wand.

Peter almost lost consciousness as he realized what had happened. His Lord must have tried to kill Harry, and then he killing curse must have backfired somehow and killed him. Which should not have been possible, but he suspected Lily had something to do with it.

She was a brilliant witch.

Peter went over and picked up his Lord's wand and was about to transform into his rat form. He realized that Lily wasn't as dead as he had first believed.

Peter could hear her knocked out body breathing.

This is bad, bad, bad. Peter's thoughts were in a scramble trying to figure out what to do. For if Lily was still alive, that meant that she would be able to tell everyone what had happened. And id she did that he wouldn't be able to live a comfortable life. He would get captured and get sent to Azkaban. He couldn't let that happen, he didn't want to get his soul eaten by the Dementors.

So he needed to get rid off Lily.

But he couldn't kill, Lily. That, that wasn't something he could bring himself to do right now. Even if he had betrayed them, he couldn't bring himself to hurt her.

But that didn't mean he didn't have another way to get rid of her to make his life a lot less complicated.

He reached into his jacket and pulled out a specially made port key.

It was one that lets one, to be sent to the Farm. The Farm was a place no one knew where it was located. You could only go there with a special Portkey. But it was a very powerful organization that supported a lot of Dark Wizards around the world. They had even sponsored the Dark Lord, and provided the Death Eaters with a lot of equipment and magical reagents for their potion makers to use.

And they only required one thing in exchange for their services.

Women.

Peter didn't know why that was, but he could think of a few different reasons. None of them were pretty, but he didn't really care. Just as long, he didn't have to kill Lily.

Peter threw the Portkey at Lily's knocked out body, and it immediately activated. Then she disappeared from the Potter Cottage.

Peter left, and a few hours later, he would kill thirteen muggles with a Bombarda at a gas line to fake his own death to escape from Sirius Black. And then be found by one Percy Weasly.

Xxx

"Urgh," The groan passed Lily's lips as she felt consciousness return to her. "Wha, what, what happened?" She asked herself as she tried to remember what had happened.

"I, I was, was," She muttered as her eyes tried to adjust to the light. "Carving, I was carving pumpkins with James, and the, and then, Voldemort," She spoke the dark wizard's self-proclaimed name. And with that, everything came back to her.

"Harry, Gil!" Shouted as she tried to move, but she found herself unmoving, and she heard the sound of metal clanging.

That was when Lily became aware of where she was after she had seemingly managed to survive the Killin Curse without having the amulet that Ajuka had made for Harry.

Harry.

Was her boy, okay? Were both of her boys okay now? She didn't even know her ritual had worked since she hadn't died? That was then she became aware that something within her was gone. The presence that had been with her since that day. It was gone, her bond with him was gone. Yeah, the Killing Curse had killed something alright, but it hadn't been her.

And if he noticed... Well, it wouldn't be pretty if he ever got out. More so than before.

But now that was the matter of how she had ended up chained in a dungeon. Along with being very much naked. Her large breasts bouncing as she tried to move, but she wasn't getting anywhere.

"Fucking let me out, whoever did this you're going to pay!" Lily shouted as she continued to struggle against her metallic bindings.

"Oh would you be quiet," A male voice spoke on the other side of the jail cell, and soon after, it was opened up and in stepped a rather handsome man with long silver-ish hair and grey eyes. "Ah, glad to see that you're awake, Lily Potter, I was wondering if you weren't going to wake up," His voice was like musical instruments being played. Still, it reeked of a man who got off on the pain and suffering of others.

"Who are you, and where am I?" Lily demanded, not even caring that she was naked before this man that wasn't her husband or one of her boys.

"Ah, you're on the Farm," He answered. At that, Lily froze. She had heard about the Farm before a Dark Organisation in the supernatural world that supported other Evil Organizations. The only thing they demanded in return where being sent women at a regular interval. And now she was here. Probably thanks to that filthy traitor. For he had to have, they had changed the Secret Keeper, and had told no one. So Voldemort should not have been able to know unless Sirius had been taken. And he wasn't as she had called him just before Voldemort had killed her. So the only logical conclusion was that he had been the traitor all along. Went straight to Voldemort when he had the chance.

"Pettigrew!" Growled out, not even referring to him by his first name. He had so lost that privilege. And he was probably also the one that had physically sent her for if any other Death Eater had been with their Master, they would have killed her if they found out she was alive. But not Pettigrew for even if he was a traitor, he was still too much of a coward to kill.

So this had been his compromise on getting rid off her. But then what about Harry and Gil?

"Pettigrew? Here I thought it was the Black that had betrayed you," The man spoke.

"What do you mean?" Lily asked.

"Take a read of the front page," He said as he threw two newspaper her feet, which meant she had been out for a couple of days.

And Lily learned what had happened from just the front-page headlines. At least they are okay. Lily Thought in regards to her children. But it seemed Sirius had been blamed for their 'deaths,' James was dead, but they hadn't been able to find her body.

Which made sense since she was here.

"And as for who I am?" The man laughed. "I am Loki." Lily's eyes went wide. "Yes, I am that Loki. And this is my Farm, here I provide various goods to all kinds of 'Dark' Groups. But to give them that, I need creatures that can be harvested. And that is there you women like you come in."

"No," Lily muttered.

"Oh, yes, Lily Potter, welcome to your new life as a brood mother for various creatures and members of other species that new blood. For human wombs, especially witch's are so breedable. And you fit right in with the other guests with these udders," He mocked her as he took and grabbed a breast, forcing milk to spill out. "Now Lily, are you ready to service your first guest?" He maliciously asked.

But before she could scream, her mouth was filled with a ballgag. As the chains moved her onto a manifested table and spread her open, making her pussy easily acceptable.

"It took a lot of magic and divine authority, but I managed to make this place fully automatic. You will be living the rest of your life in this cell. Never to see the light of day again. Oh, and lucky you, your first customer is Unicorn," Loki said as he laughed maniacally as left the cell.

And Lily continued to panic as she felt something standing above her, and seconds later, she felt something against her vaginal lips and pressing into her.

It was a cock, a horsecock. A massive unicorn equine cock was pressing up against Lily's lips and was about to be inserted into her.

Way too big, way too big, it will split me in half! Was all Lily managed to think as a second later, the cock penetrated her most sacred place. Her scream was one of pain as her cervix was broken right open without any lubricants. It would heal, but she would be in pain for some time.

But the Unicorn wasn't done yet. As it began to actually fuck her, and seed her, but once wasn't enough.

Lily didn't know how much timed had passed until the Unicorn was done, but not like she could notice as she had lost consciousness due to the pain and pleasure.

After it had left, Lily was put in a simple bed by the chains where she could sleep. But as she did, her stomach began to swell little by little. As thanks to an Authority, Loki had stolen from Freya allowed for accelerated birthing to meet supply and demands for the entire world. As the Farm supplied to far more than just dark and evil people.

And in the morning, Lily would give birth to her first creature. And then her life as a brood mothering farm animal truly began. But she would endure this humiliation, and if her body was used by the Trickster God and changed her spirit would never break she had endured many hardships. And had overcome great challenges.

This would simply just be another.

Well, Loki show me what you got? I challenge you to break this witch. Lily thought as her water broke. For Lily knew that even if it took years, she would be free and Loki would suffer.

Xxx

The night air was cold as it stung against Dumbledores's cheeks as he walked down Privet Drive, a quiet road located in quiet Little Whining, I quiet Surrey.

Tonight many Wizards and Witches were celebrating last night's victory, and they had plenty of reason to with the death of Tom, not that he believed that fact himself. Oh, his body had been destroyed. He had seen the aftermath, but Dumbledore knew his spirit still clung to the world of the living. But he would find a way to make sure that not even that would be the case.

But it also seemed that in their celebrations. Many had forgotten that it was also a time of mourning. As three brilliant people had died where one had survived the impossible. And that a man Dumbledore had thought incapable of betrayal had done so. But he was thankfully now in Azkaban and was paying for his sins.

Dumbledore took out his Deluminator and sucked out the concept of light from various street lamps darkening the street in preparation for the 'cargo' to arrive.

Dumbledore came to a stop in front of the house numbered four, his eyes landing on a cat sitting on the fence. "Hello Minerva, how has your evening been?" Dumbledore asked the Animagus as she transformed into her human self.

"It has been rather cold, but Sir, are you sure this is the right idea? I've watched them the entire evening, and they are the worst sort of Muggles. Aren't there other options. Like I've heard James mention a cousin, can't we go to them?"

"This both most legal and safest avenue we can take, while they are close family vise they do not have much of a legal claim the blood is simply to thin. And the spell that Lily cast on young Harry seemingly works best then near those who carry the closest blood connection." He explained. "The ones besides the Dursleys are the Malfoys, due to Narcissa, and I don't think you want me to bring them straight into Lucius' hands?" He asked the rhetorical question.

"Of course," McGonnagal responded with quick haste. "But that does not mean I like this."

"I do not either, but this is our only option for now anyway." For there was a whole lot of legal bullshit involved on both the mundane and magical side of things for the Gremorys to take custody of the two children. And didn't help that Devil's weren't welcomed in Britain due to it being a part of the Christians. And a little bit of the Celts territory. And if they so desired he could put them in contact with each other after they had completed their first year, then the were capable of making that choice. But here and now, they would be protected from anyone who would wish to do harm upon them. Though Dumbledore knew he was going to be having a loud shouting match with Zoeticus after this.

"And I think that is Hagrid coming with the boys," Dumbledore stated as he saw the flying bike coming through the air and landing beside them.

"Hello Professors," The half-giant greeted the two of them as he stood of Sirius' bike. Well, the man wouldn't be getting it back now, would he? So Dumbledore saw no problem with Hagrid keeping the flight augmented bike.

"Hello to you Hagrid, how was the trip?" Dumbledore asked as the giant picked up the basket, which held the two sleeping children.

"It was easy enough, the two slept the entire way after Pomfrey gave them a final look over. And little Gil is so adorable hugging Harry like that," Hagrid commented as he handed the boys over.

"They sure are," He responded as he took the basket.

"Are they going to be okay, Professor? Lily and James they, they," Hagrid began to cry.

"They are going to be okay, Hagrid," Dumbledore responded as he turned around to face the Dursley resident. "Now I have someone to tell that their sister is dead, and that she needs to care for her children." Dumbledore walked up to the door and rung the bell a few times before it was answered.

"I'm, I'm coming who could be at this ungodly hour," Dumbledore heard the familiar voice of Petunia speak as it had not changed at all. She opened the door and… "You," The word came as a slow hiss from her lips.

"Hello Petunia, may I come inside. I'm afraid I come bearing grave news regarding your sister."

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A/N: Well, that Lily part got darker than I expected it to be. Also I made a poll regarding chapter sizes going forward about which you would prefer for larger ones means more time in-between updates.

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