Harry Potter had been in Azkaban for 13 years he was now 30 years old. He was chained to the wall of his cell blood pouring out of his body. Evidence of the treatment all Azkaban inmates received from the Aurors that guarded them but everyone in Azkaban knew that Harry Potter the Great Savior was treated worse than any of them they often heard his screams at all hours. If it hadn't been for the Charms, Enchantments and Wards that kept them all alive to make sure they suffered they knew he would have died a long time ago.
Currently, he was being brutally rapped by the Prison warden who had taken a liking to him when he'd first been brought in.
Rabastan Lestrange watched from his cell across the block not being able to do anything else as he too was chained to his wall. He wanted to kill them all .
Torture curses of all kinds were making Harry scream. Wasn't raping the poor kid bad enough they had to torture him as they did it? It made him sick. He'd never really wanted to join Voldemort his father had made him and his brother both join as soon as they were of age. He would have done anything for the magic superessing wards to fail so he could lash out at them. The damn wards only worked against the prisoners of course so the guards were free to torture them whenever they wanted.
The Warden and his cronies finally left.
Rabastan didn't even bother to ask if Harry was okay he knew the answer.
Harry was broke and had been for over 12 years now. He'd finally given up. Before he'd stopped talking he'd told Rabastan he didn't have anything else to live for anymore. All his family was dead and everyone else had turned on him.
Noise had the whole cell block erupting the Minister of Magic himself was being lead down toward them.
"Oh, Harry." Kingsley sighed looking in the cell, " I'm sorry this happened, we thought you just vanished after the War... I never thought Fudge had you locked up here. I'm so sorry it took me so long." Harry just stared through him. " Get this boy medical attention !"
"He needs to stand trial." A voice pipped up. Moody, "Your own laws."
"He doesn't talk anymore." They all turned to Rabastan " Quit 'bout a year after they brought us here. Gave up. Gave in. Said everyone was dead and didn't care 'bout him any. All he does now is scream just like the rest of us. If you're letting him out I hope you plan to take good care of him." he leaned his head back against the wall, " If ya don't mind one question?" He saw a nod. " Who won?"
"We did." Kingsley replied, frowning , " The Light won the war . Don't you know that?"
"We were all rounded up and brought here during the battle." a voice responded, from the next cell. " None of us saw the end and that goes for the kid too. He didn't strike no final blow or anything. I was there the three of us came in together. Saw a green light hit the monster ... maybe he did cast it only he knows there was too much chaos around. "
" Who rounded you up?"
" We were brought in by Mad Eye." Rabastan nodded to the man. " He knew where Harry was this whole time, Minister. He didn't care who he took down said he was getting a nice kick back for filling the cells."
Harry hissed as sunlight hit his face for the first time in 13 years then whimpered. Rabastan just hissed. Bot felt their magic returning as they were taken to a boat. Everyone was being careful not to touch Harry too much according to Rabastan Harry had told him he'd been hit by a real dark curse and from the effects Harry disscribed it was the Nerve Splitting Jinx. It caused massive nerve damage making Harry sinistive to every touch causing him massive amounts of pain. His torture at the hands of the guards had been worse than anyone could ever imagine because of it.
Harry sat head low he hissed again as a cloak was put on him and the hood put up. Rabastan offered what passed as a smile at Kingsley then looked away out at the water he had no idea why they'd brought him along. He deserved to be in Azkaban. He glanced over at the shaking man beside him.
Sirius Black paced the Minister's office back and forth back and forth. Severus Snape, Remus Lupin and Teddy Lupin watched him. The former three having survived the war just barely.
"Come on." they heard a soft voice say. " I promise you'll be happy with what's on the other side of the door."
Kingsley came in motioning someone to follow him.
the three men were shocked to see Harry came in wearing black St. Mungo's robes that looked like every day robes but marked him as suffering from the Nerve Splitting Jinx. His hair, now below his shoulders, was tied back with a black ribbon. His green eyes empty and no longer framed by glasses they'd had to fix his eyes to save him from going blind. His face was blank. His eyes swept the room his body began shaking.
"Harry?" Sirius spoke first. Harry flinched, "It's me , Sirius." Harry shook his head, " Prongslet, come on, I'm alive we all are ." He motioned at all of them, "That's Remus, remember? and Snivellius... and this is your Godson Teddy. He's 13. "
Harry blinked again scanning the room. He looked back out the door then at Kingsley.
" He was brought for his trial if innocent you may see Mr. Lestrange again." Kingsley explained, " If not I will allow you to write to him . " Harry nodded, " You'll be going home with Sirius... He'll be looking after you and I asked Severus here to see if he wouldn't brew your potion's for you..."
Harry was staring at the wall behind the desk and gave no idecation he heard.
"It's okay." Sirius sighed running fingers through his hair. " I was in that hell hole for 12 years I'm sure I can help and if not I'll find someone who can."
"I've unfrozen all of his vaults. " Kingsley smirked, " The goblins were very pleased, it seems investments have kept money coming in and they are looking forward to more good choices from him. I'm also to tell you that he owns 3/4 of the Daily Prophet and that you might want to start cleaning house. These are his bank statements and everything. " Kingsley sighed sitting in his chair, "The black file is his medical records, under that is everything you'll need to accomidate his condition. You'll have to buy all new it's rather pricey and charms, and wards and enchantments must be done by fully trained Healers." He nodded to Severus. They all looked as they had during the final battle age wise that was. " He's sensitive to light still so becarefull with that as well, he doesn't talk, " he seemed to think. " his records are rather graphic and he's had a rough week being out of Azkaban and staying at St. Mungos . Unfortunatlly, I cant allow you to take Harry until you have everything in place. ..."
Harry again didn't respond or act like he'd heard them in any way.
Teddy walked up to him.
"Do you like Quidditch?" Harry blinked at him eyes focusing he shrugged he couldn't remember. " Oh? Were you a Gryffindor?" Harry bit his lip, he didn't think he had been but what was that again? He shrugged, "You cant even remember what house you were in?" Harry shook his head. In fact he really couldn't recall much at all. " Did you have any friends? What was your favorite subject?"
"Teddy, stop it." Remus demanded Harry looked close to panic. "I'm sorry , Harry."
"Do you remember anything?!" Teddy demanded and Harry shook his head, "You're boring."
"TEDDY!" Remus scolded grabbing his ear " We're going home and you're going to stand in the corner after I paddle your butt for talking to your Godfather like that!"
