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A.N. Warning, mentions of rape, domestic violence, a miscarriage, and child abuse, but nothing detailed or graphic. Prologue is very dark, but the rest will get better if you want me to continue.

Pain was something Harry Potter was used to. It was pretty much the only constant in his life after he lost his parents at the tender age of 15 months. His childhood after that had been nothing but pain; physical, emotional, mental, up until he went to Hogwarts pain was all he knew.

He had hoped Hogwarts would be his time to finally know how good life could be, to know what it was like to not be in pain. Sure he would return to his childhood home where he knew the abuse would continue, but he could handle the few months of pain for the moments of love and friendship. Instead he dealt with constant betrayal, psychopathic murderers, and teachers who loved to make his life hell, and turned a blind eye to his suffering.

He then focused on winning the war against Voldemort, hoping that once the people of the wizarding world thought they were safe they would leave him alone, and finally he would know what it was like to live a life without pain. He had sacrificed so much to see the snake faced bastard brought down, every man he ever looked up to as a father figure died because of one man's prejudice. Sirius, the first man to even try to be a parent, lost to the veil in Harry's 5th year, after only getting to have him in his life for two years.

Remus tried to step up, but he struggled with the loss of his last pack member and mate, it didn't help that his wolf blamed Harry for rushing head long into things, and not thinking it through. Oh, he eventually came around after entering a relationship with Sirius's cousin, and having a child of his own seemed to calm the wolf. But he and his wife were gone two years after Sirius, and Harry was able to add two more names to the list of people who died because of him.

Suprisingly enough, it was Severus who was there for him the most after Sirius died. He was the one who finally noticed the abuse Harry suffered at home, and he was the one to go head to head with Dumbledore and make him see that it was not just a simple case of overly strict parenting as the old man had originally thought. He was the one who insisted Harry get counseling to deal with the abuse, and gave him a home the summer before 7th year, even if it was only for a month before Harry, Ron, and Hermione ran away to hunt horcruxes. If Harry had known the man would be dead within the year he may have reconsidered leaving, if only to have a little more time with him.

He thought he'd have all the time he could ever want with Remus and Severus after the Voldemort was defeated, but Fate was a cruel bitch, and stole both them in the final battle.

Remus had named him godfather to his little boy, Teddy, and he had tried to work out joint custody of him with his grandmother, but the woman refused. She had lost her husband as well as her daughter and son-in-law, and she couldn't bear the thought that Harry would take her grandson away from her too. This was why she took him to court, and fought to get his rights as godfather removed. She had heard about his abusive past from Remus, and used it against him, claiming he wasn't fit to care for a child, as he himself had never been shown care by his relatives. In the end he never got to even hold his godson.

The loss of Teddy was the blow that finally did him in. He tried to carry on with his life, the Weasleys being all he had left, and they stood firm beside him...until he started having blackouts.

He would wake up from a blackout to find out he'd beaten Ginny, his girlfriend, during a drunken rage, though he never remembered having a single drop of alcohol. He knew her family constantly tried convincing her to leave him, but she stubbornly stood by him, until he raped her during one of his blackouts.

Again, he had no memory of what had happened, or how he'd even gotten the alcohol. He had ordered every last drop of the stuff removed from his home after the first blackout, and when they continued to happen hired a house elf to make sure he never consumed the stuff. But still, he would come out of a blackout to find he'd hurt his girlfriend during a drunken rage.

Ginny finally did press charges after the rape, and told him the stress of the abuse had caused her to misscarry the child she had been pregnant with. He realized that there was yet another person he could add to the list of people who died because of him.

The thing that confused him was that he had always thought he wanted to save himself for the right guy, and hadn't that been a shock when he'd realized that he was in fact gay. In fact, the few times he and Ginny had tried to be intimate he hadn't been able to peak the interest of certain body parts. The thought that he could do what he'd done to Ginny made him physically ill just thinking about it.

He had thought about ending things with her when he realized he was gay, but was so afraid he's lose the Weasley family as a whole that he stayed with her to keep them. She seemed happy to spend his money and have him shower her with gifts, she didn't seem to care that he couldn't preform in bed.

He was arrested, tried, and because he had a good lawyer only served six years in the minimum security side of Azkaban, though they were enough to leave a lasting effect on him. He was lucky in that the dementors only fed from you once a day, but after the guards let it slip that he was in prison because he beat and raped his girlfriend, and caused her to lose her baby, it wasn't long before he was placed into solitary for his own protection. Except he wasn't safe there either, it just made it easier for the guards to abuse him.

There he waited out his six year sentence, receiving a final visit from a particularly vicious guard the night before his release that left him teetering on the edge of death. He opened his eyes, and found himself on the platform at Kingscross Station, only it was all white, and there were clouds on the floor.

"Harry" He turned at the sound of the voice, and tears fell from his eyes when he saw Severus standing there just watching him.

"Finally, please tell me you've come to take me with you, home to Mum and Dad, Sirius, Remus, Tonks." He prayed the man had been sent to guide him to the other side, where hopefully someone who loved him would be waiting.

"That is one option, yes, the other is for you to go back, and beat that pathetic excuse of a world by living your life." He already knew his answer without even having to think about it. The first 25 years of his life had sucked, why should he attempt any more?

It seemed the man had anticipated him, "Be warned, if you go with me, they will never exist." He turned to where the man motioned with his hand, and saw the figures of three small children staring back at him. They were just a blur, he could not make out faces, or if they were boys or girls, but something deep inside him told them that they were his.

It was at that moment that the train pulled into the station, "Time to make a decision Harry, whatever you decide know that your parents, Remus, Tonks, and I will always love and support you. We will always be with you, watching over you, just as we always have been."

Harry looked at the train, then back to the children...he had a decision to make.

A.N. So should I continue, or should Harry board the train. Should Harry be with Wyatt or Chris if I continue.