Harry Potter: The Saviour's Awakening

"Oh, do relax, Harry," he smiled as he placed his hands on Harry, slowly touching the latter's firm chest and stomach. "All those early morning workouts really do help your body, don't they? If you are this delicious when you're barely thirteen, imagine how you would look in a few years."

Harry was terrified by what was going on, but he didn't stop releasing his magic to counter the binds. So far he had been unsuccessful and his eyes widened when he felt Lockhart's hands move lower down his body.

"Aww, aren't you well developed for your age?" asked Lockhart fondly, stroking the boy's penis. He smiled widely as he got up and headed towards the others. Harry closed his eyes and began pumping more magic out of his body. He had to find the right balance or else it wouldn't work, but solving a mathematical problem was much different than practically doing it. Weak binds could be shattered, but these were not weak, relatively speaking. He was getting close; he could feel it. Unfortunately, when Harry opened his eyes next, he was horrified to see that Lockhart had desisted himself of his clothes; the sight itself made all the four boys nauseous as it terrified them out of their wits.

"Let's have some fun, shall we boys?" smiled Lockhart, looking at the terror-filled eyes in front of him. "Now, where do I start? Hmm… I think I'll have you, Harry. You are my prize this evening. You've been quite the rebel in my classes. Tsk, tsk, what are children taught these days?"

Harry did his best to ignore the man's hands running all over his body. Any second now… he was close. Just as Lockhart spread Harry's arse cheeks apart and positioned himself in-between the boy's legs, the binds shattered and Harry landed a powerful kick, right at Lockhart's chest.

The magic Harry had been releasing was palpable, creating a powerful aura around him as he stood up. His wand had been taken, but he was not a student of martial arts and wandless magic for nothing.

" Stupefy !" cried Lockhart, pointing his wand at the young wizard. Harry simply dodged the red jet of light and cast the most powerful wandless banishment charm he could perform on the professor. Lockhart crashed into the wall just a few feet behind him, but he didn't lose balance. A scarlet jet of light flew out of Harry's palm; the man managed to duck just in time, but the wandless stunner was nowhere powerful enough to do any damage.

Harry sidestepped the spells thrown his way; his green eyes darkened. It was literally a blackish-green colour now, with emerald nowhere to be seen. The magic in the air was thick as he approached Lockhart. With one powerful punch, the Defence professor was disarmed, his wand sailing in the other direction. Lockhart tried to fight, but he did not have any knowledge in hand to hand combat. After several punches and kicks, Harry pointed his hand at the man.

"No, please," begged Lockhart weakly, his face puffed up from the physical blows he had received courtesy of Harry.

"I'll ensure that you get the Dementor's kiss for this, you sick, perverted bastard!" snarled Harry as a jet of red light flew from his palm and impacted Lockhart's chest, stunning him unconscious.

Harry breathed deeply for a minute, quite tired due to the amount of wandless magic he had used, but still stunned by what had happened. He closed his eyes to centre himself as he tried to get his violent emotions under control. The urge to torture and kill Lockhart was strong. Looking around, he saw that the other boys were still bound. Harry opened the door and saw that their possessions were thrown all over the living room. Ignoring the rest, he quickly searched for his wand, grabbed it, and came back inside to rescue his fellow schoolmates. With a few flicks and waves of his wand, the three other boys were unfrozen once more.

"Oh, bloody hell," George whispered as he frantically pulled on his hair. Fred was white as a sheet, his body trembling violently. Cedric was still in shock, looking into the distance, unable to speak, gaze unfocused.

Harry decided to take charge. With a flick of his wand, he summoned his communication mirror which was located in Ravenclaw Tower. When it appeared before him, he grabbed it and murmured, "Amelia Black."

After several seconds, her tired face appeared. "What is it, Harry?" she asked sleepily.

"Aunt Amelia, please come to Hogwarts immediately," said Harry in a very quiet, quivering voice. "Three other boys and I have been sexually molested by Gilderoy Lockhart."

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Sirius and Amelia Black ran like the hounds of hell were chasing them. Entering through the massive oak doors, they were greeted by Professor Sprout who led them to the Defence professor's office. As she opened the door, Amelia could hear voices, one of them mentioning the D.M.L.E.

"I'm here," announced Amelia as she entered, with Sirius behind her. She could see the boys back in their uniforms, sitting on the large bed in Lockhart's quarters. The man in question was on the floor, face first, clearly naked.

"I would like to know exactly what happened here," she said, as one of the Aurors behind her took out a dicta-quill.

Taking a deep breath, Cedric, being the oldest, began explaining what he had seen.

"- and then Potter freed us from the magical binds Lockhart had placed on us. I called the teachers by announcing it using a Sonorus charm. We got dressed and waited for everyone to arrive," he finished.

Everyone was in a state of shock. Sirius was clenching his fist in fury while Dumbledore's aura was leaking all around him, his blue eyes burning with anger no one had seen in a long time. Amelia walked ahead and found Lockhart's wand. She pointed the tip of her wand at the other and chanted, " Priori Incantatem! "

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