Abused then Loved

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.

Parselmouth
[Thoughts]
{Flashback/Memories}
{Letters}
[Dreams]

A young teen around the age of 16 was lying on his bed in the fetal position crying. His uncle had just beaten him for something that Dudley had done. Dudley had been upset that one of his favorite shows had been canceled and punched the t.v. Harry had been upstairs working on his chores. His uncle had came home and saw that the t.v was broken. He demanded Dudley to tell him what had happened. Dudley said that he was watching t.v and Harry had came down stairs and punched the t.v. His uncle's face had turned a violent shade of purple.

He walked up stairs to see that Harry was cleaning the bathroom. He grabbed Harry by his neck and dragged him to his room. A frightened Harry was wondering what he had done wrong. When they reached his room he threw Harry in there.

"What did you think that you were doing punching my t.v, Freak?" His uncle hissed.

"I-i didn't p-p-punch the t.v." Harry stuttered.

"Are you calling Dudley a liar, boy?"

Without waiting for a response he punched Harry in the face. Harry landed on the floor with a loud thud.

"Pull off your shirt." Vernon commanded. Harry did as he was told.

"Now turn around." He told Harry as he started to take off his belt.

Harry turned around and braced himself for the pain. His uncle whipped his back until the metal from the belt cut him enough to make him bleed. Harry didn't scream knowing that he would get a longer beating. His uncle then took out a pocket knife a reopened the word FREAK into his abused back. He walked out of Harry's room.

(Two weeks later on Harry's birthday)

It was midnight and Harry was awake.

"Happy Birthday to me." Harry whispered softly to himself.

He was now seventeen and he was still a puppet to Dumblefuck, still a prisoner to his uncle and he wanted to be free. Suddenly a blinding pain engulfed Harry. A green light filled the room. Harry felt as if white hot pokers were stabbing every inch of his body. He bit his lip to keep himself from screaming and ended up making it bleed. After what seemed like forever the pain stopped and Harry fell unconscious.

"Boy get up those freaks are here to pick you up." a nasal voice from downstairs said.

Harry slowly walked down stairs. He saw that its was Bill, Remus, and Sirius. He smiled when saw them.

"Hey Harry." Bill said and hugged Harry.

All three frowned when Harry flinched.

"Go get your things cub." Remus said while trying to figure out what was wrong with Harry.

Soon Harry was downstairs with his trunk and ready to go. Bill shrunk his trunk and put it into his pocket.

"Hold on to me Harry." Sirius said and Harry did and when Sirius put his arm around Harry's waist he again flinched causing Sirius to frown and look and Harry in concern.

Harry suddenly felt as if he was sucked through a straw. It was a good thing that he was holding on to Sirius or he would have fallen. Harry was suddenly hugged by two twin bodies. He flinched and the twins noticed.

"Harry our..."

"dear brother..."

"it is..."

"wonderful to..."

"see you."

Harry laughed at their antics. They walked into Remus's house. Harry was pulled into the kitchen and was forced to sit down. He flinched as he saw 5 people look at him.

"What?" Harry asked.

Sirius kneeled down next to Harry and gently took his chin and forced Harry to look at him.

"Harry why do you keep flinching when we touch you?"

"I don't flinch" Harry denied.

"Harry please tell us." Harry started to cry and he closed his eyes.

"Harry will you let me look into your memories?" Sirius asked.

Harry just nodded. "Legilimens"

{A four year old child was making breakfast for 2 fat whales and a women that looked like a horse. Harry was standing on a stool making sure the eggs didn't burn and forgot about the bacon. The bacon started to burn. His uncle stood up and walked over to the four year. "You burned our food you ungrateful freak." "S-sorry Uncle Vernon." The four year old said. His uncle took his hand and put it in the flame. Young Harry cried and started to twist and turn trying to get away from the flames. "This will teach you to burn my food freak."

A six year old boy was cowering away from his uncle. His uncle grabbed a hold of his arm and wrote the word FREAK. Next he started to punch and kick Harry. Sometime later he tore off Harry's shirt and turned him around. He took of his belt and started to whip him. Harry was screaming and that just made him whip Harry longer . After Harry started to bleed he carved FREAK into his back and threw him in his cupboard.

A ten year old boy was forced into the shower and told to be quick. His uncle stood across the shower watching Harry with a hungry look. He stripped and went into the shower shocking Harry. "Touch me or I will beat you within an inch of your life." Harry looked up confused. Seeing his nephews confusion he grinned and grabbed Harry's hand and placed his hand on his erection. He started moving his hands up and down his penis. Suddenly he grabbed Harry's head and forced him down until his head was level with his penis. "Suck" He commanded and started to thrust into Harry's mouth. Harry started to cry at the pain. His uncle suddenly came. "Swallow." Harry swallowed the white cum. "Good freak."

A fourteen year old boy wakes up naked and tied to the bed by a belt with his stomach on the mattress. His uncle is in view. "Well freak I finally a good use for you." Harry felt the dip of the bed. His uncle suddenly trusted into the boy. Harry felt as if he was splitting into two. He felt as if his bum was on fire. After what seemed like forever his uncle finally came inside him. His uncle took a knife from the nightstand and carved SLUT under where he had carved FREAK and WHORE under where he had carved SLUT. He looked at his work. "Seems perfect for you slut."}

"Oh Harry." Sirius said while tears flowed silently down his cheek.

He swept Harry up into a hug. Harry buried himself in Sirius's chest while sobbing hard. Harry cried himself to sleep. Sirius picked up Harry and walked him upstairs into his room. When he came back down the others where looking at him. Sirius sat down.

"Harry was mentally, physically, and sexually abused." He said so quietly the others strained to hear it.

The all gasped. "Merlin no wonder he was flinching." Bill said.

"That is it we are adopting him and going to America where your cousin lives Sirius." Remus was pissed.

No one and he means no harms his cub. The twins were pale and looked sick. They ran upstairs to Harry's room and snuggled into him on either side. Their arms thrown around him.

(Next day)

Harry woke up warm. He opened his eyes and saw Fred. He looked over his shoulder and saw George. Fred saw that Harry was awake.

"Morning little brother."

"Morning Fred. Um Sirius told you didn't he?"

"Yes."

"You don't hate me?" George had woken up and answered when he heard what Harry asked Fred.

"No Harry we don't hate you. We will never hate you. You could not fight your uncle. We saw him and we both know that you couldn't." Harry started to cry and the twins wrapped their arms around him.

"Come on..."

"little brother..."

"let's go..."

"down to..."

"breakfast." They said the last part together getting a laugh out of Harry.

Harry finished his breakfast.

"Harry?"

"Yes Remy."

"You do know that I am in a relationship with both Siri and Bill right?"

"Yes."

"Well we were wondering if all three of us could adopt you."

"Really, you want to adopt me? Why?" It was Bill who kneeled down next to Harry.

"Of course we would want to adopt you. You are a great person Harry."

"Yes I want you to adopt me." Harry signed the papers.

Then Bill, Sirius, and finally Remus signed the papers. The papers then disappeared.

"You are now Harrison James Alexander Orion John Potter-Lupin-Weasley-Black. Wow that was a mouth full. (Harry giggles) Harry James Black for short." Sirius said breathlessly.

"Harry we are moving to America in a place called Forks, Washington. Sirius' cousin Billy lives there."

"Forks? Is there a place called knife or spoon?" Remy cracks a smile and the twins to fall to the floor laughing.

"No."

"So we are moving away? No more Dumbles, Granger, Ronald or Ginvera?"

"That's correct."

"Yes when do we leave?"

"In a few hours after we heal you."

"Okay."