Synopsis:
In an accident that takes his arms, Harry must learn to cope without them as he learns that he is a wizard. Very AU. Rated for freedom of writing style. Ships to come later. NON slash.
Disclaimer: This is the only disclaimer that you are ever to see. I AM NOT J.K. ROWLING!!!!
Prologue:
A 7 year old boy, one Harry Potter, lay in a coma in the trauma ward of London's Children's Hospital. He had been there ever since the accident. The accident that had taken his uncle and cousin.
It had been a rare show of kindness, however forced, that Harry had even been with them in London. The teachers in Harry's primary school had noticed that the smallish boy had been squinting rather hard at the board in the front of the room. A few phone calls, not to mention raving from his uncle and aunt about how expensive his up-keep was, and Harry was in the car with his uncle Vernon and cousin Dudley.
A lorry driver that had had one too many had been hurrying to finish his deliveries when he had blacked out while driving. Uncle Vernon had been admonishing Harry for being weak and abnormal and Dudley had turned in his seat in the front to sneer at him. Then it had happened.
The two vehicles had struck each other so violently that Vernon and Dudley had been squashed flat by the impact. Unfortunately, Harry Potter had not been wearing his seatbelt and had rocketed forward through the front window of both vehicles. The only thing that had saved his life right there was that a rather tall black man had enough sense and medical training to put tourniquets on what remained of the skinny boy's arms.
Kingsley Shacklebolt only recently completed the optional medical aid course at the Auror Academy. He had been an Auror for several years already, but was always looking for something new to learn. There had been a horrendous crash as he had been walking along his way to the Leaky Cauldron. Rushing up to the scene, he had checked the lorry driver and found him barely alive. Upon seeing the mangled body of a young boy, he immediately tore off his sleeves and tied each one around the bleeding stumps. With death by blood loss temporarily averted, he gently removed the boy from the twisted wreckage.
