Disclaimer: I have never, will never, but would totally LOVE to own Harry Potter. I only own Stacey, Casey, and Jacie Rosen (triplets)
A/N- Sirius doesn't die, nothing in the 6th book happens, Ron and Hermione are dating
A/N 2- I got the idea of this from Damaged by BloodRedEnd. It's in my favs if you'd like to read it. Great fic in my opinion.
Harry looked at the clock. 11:50.
'Good! Only ten more minutes till midnight and the time I get off. Finally!' Harry thought.
He started cleaning up the bar he worked at for money. The Dursley's were making him work to live at their house, so he was making money by working at the bar in town. He'd lied to his boss about his age, saying that he was 18.
At 12 o'clock, he walked outside and locked the door. He started walking to the Dursley's house, when Vernon pulled up next to him.
"Get in".
He sounded drunk. Vernon leaned over and opened the passenger door. Harry saw a few opened, and a few empty, liquor bottles on the floor. He looked skeptical of getting in, but Vernon leaned over further and pulled him in. Harry closed the door, but made the seat belt super tight.
Vernon sped away from the curb and down the street.
'Why is he getting on the freeway?' Harry thought as Vernon drove up the ramp.
He started to swerve into the next lane, but jolted back in to the lane at the last minute. Harry grabbed onto the safety bar, just in case. Vernon jerked and jolted in and out of the lanes a few more times before he finally jerked into the next lane and a semi-truck crashed into them, on Harry's side. The car went tumbling once… twice… three times, and hit the side railing. Harry saw the light of another car before his world went black.
Harry awoke to the sound of voices above him.
"It looks like he fl- he's waking up! He can you hear me?"
That sounded like a woman. Harry opened his eyes, and saw a girl, about 20, and started to nod when he got a shooting pain.
"Don't move, kid. Your neck might be broken," a guy, kneeling next to the girl, said.
"Sweetheart, can you tell me what hurts? It'll help us to know, when we put you on the stretcher and move you to the ambulance," the girl said.
"My neck hurts… my back… And my stomach. And, I think my ribs are broken," Harry said, stopping every other word to breathe a little.
"How do you know," the guy asked.
"I've broken them before, I know how it feels," Harry said, again stopping every few words.
"Ok. We're going to put you on the stretcher now, and put you in the ambulance. Now, this might hurt. When you get to the hospital, we're going to wheel you into the ER. When they're done, ask for Annie, that's me, or Leon, that's the big lump back there," sh- Annie said, pointing behind her and smiling when, Leon?, got mad.
When they picked him up to put him on the stretcher, he got such an excruciating pain that he screamed and passed out.
The next month was filled with doctors, nurses, ICU, and officers. The police questioned him about the accident then, after telling them he got in the car with Vernon because he was violent when drunk, his home life. Vernon and Petunia were being charged with neglect, verbal abuse, physical abuse, and mental abuse. Vernon was being charged with a drunk driving, manslaughter (the car they hit killed the passenger), and attempted man slaughter. If they were found guilty, they would spend life in prison. (1) After 5 weeks in ICU, he was finally moved to a regular room.
One day, John, Harry's nurse came in with some visitors.
"Hey Harry. It's time to take your medicine. You also have some visitors here, behind me."
He didn't get an answer from Harry, which always happened.
"What's wrong with him," someone asked.
'That sounds like Snape' Harry thought.
"He was in an accident a month and a half ago. He has 5 broken ribs, 4 hairline fractures in his left wrist, 3 brakes in his left arm, 2 broken bones in his left leg, and will need physical therapy. He's going to need a wheelchair for a while," John told them.
He walked out of the room to finish his rounds, and Dumbledore came into Harry's view with McGonagall and Snape.
"Who did this to you, my boy," the headmaster asked.
"My uncle," Harry whispered from disuse.
McGonagall gave him some water and he nodded in thanks.
"He picked me up from my summer job, drunk. I got in because he's violent when he's drunk. I have the scars to prove it. He got on the freeway, I don't know why, and he swerved right into a semi trucks path. It crashed into my side, and now I'm like this," Harry told them.
"Why didn't you tell someone, Harry," McGonagall asked.
"Why would I, 'Harry Potter, Boy-Who-Lived-To-Defeat-Voldemort' want to tell anyone, that I can't even defend against my muggle relatives," Harry asked, making a girly voice when he said his title.
Everyone was quiet after that.
"Look. We came to pick him up and take him somewhere safe. Let's go," Snape said.
"I can't. I can't sit up for longer than a few minutes, I don't have a wheelchair, and, if I move, my magic will heal the bones the wrong way," Harry said.
"We can fix all of that. We can put a feather charm on one of the hospital wheelchairs, and Severus can fix all of the broken bones," Dumbledore said.
They did that, McGonagall memory charmed all of the staff to forget Harry, and they got in a van and left.
When they got out, they were at Sirius' house, and he and Remus were standing outside, talking and waiting for them. They hadn't noticed the group yet though.
"Hey, guys. Uhm , you're sort of in the way," Harry said, smiling.
"Harry!" they both exclaimed.
They came over and both gave him a hug.
"We're so glad-," Sirius started.
"-to see you," Remus finished.
"Over enthusiastic much," Harry joked.
"Come on inside," Sirius invited, laughing.
"Suriusly, Sirius, I was being Sirius," Harry smiled, laughing.
"Here we go again," Remus whispered, "You know. James did the same thing," he said, louder.
"It's fun," Sirius said in explanation.
"It's annoying," Severus, McGonagall, and Remus said.
Dumbledore just smiled as Remus and Severus shared a glare.
"Harry. You're going to stay here but Sirius and Remus have me on fire call so you can come to Hogwarts anytime and visit Hagrid. Minerva and I will come over to check up on you guys in a few days," Dumbledore told the last part to Sirius and Remus, too.
"I have one question. Where's Draco staying," Harry asked Dumbledore.
He got glances from everyone that said 'Why would you care?'.
"Draco and I got over our differences two years ago when Umbridge was our DADA teacher and I started the DA," he told them, "He told me at the end of the year his dad disowned him for 'becoming our lord's worst enemy's friend'. Then, Draco being Draco, told him 'fuck off. He's your lord, not mine', and that's why I asked."
"He's living with his mother's cousin," Dumbledore answered, a twinkle in his eyes.
"Can I have the location? I want to write to him to tell him I'm living here. Or else he'll write to me, and I won't get the letters," Harry asked.
"No need. I know your address," someone said behind Harry.
He turned his head and saw Draco, smirking, in the door way.
"Draco! What are you doing here," Harry turned his wheelchair around and wheeled over to give him a hug.
"I live here. Merlin, I thought Weasel was slow," Draco said, affectionately.
"You know Ron could kick your butt, ferret," Harry said, affectionately, back.
"Wait. What ferret," Sirius asked.
Draco gave Harry a look that said 'Tell and you die,' but Harry was a risk taker.
"In 4th year, the fake Professor Moody turned our dear beloved Draco, here, into a ferret. Then," he said, as laughter rang out, and Draco blushed, "he bounced him around the front hall, in front of everyone."
As he finished, Draco launched himself at Harry.
"I'm gonna kill you, Harry. I told you never to bring it up."
He chased after Harry, who was wheeling pretty fast for a person who just got out of the hospital. Everyone laughed harder as Draco caught up o Harry and spelled him still, then hexed him neon pink with hot pink hair.
"Now, he said as he conjured a camera, "we're even."
He took a picture. "I'm giving this to everyone you know. Then, I'm going to give one to EVERY person you date. The, to anyone else I can think of," Draco said.
"I hate you," Harry said, pouting and crossing his arms.
"Hate to tell you, Love, but that won't work on me," Draco said, affectionately.
Harry stuck out his tongue and rolled inside, like he was mad. Draco followed him inside and down the hall to Harry's room.
Draco and Harry unpacked his stuff then went outside to the stream to go swimming. Draco was wearing red swim trunks and Harry was wearing green ones. When they got outside, Remus and Sirius were sitting under a tree talking. Sirius saw them first and started laughing.
"You guys are supposed to support your own house, not each others," Remus said, smiling.
"The green brings out his eyes," Draco said.
"And the red 'accentuates his facial shape'," Harry quoted.
"Who said that," Remus asked.
"Hermione," Draco and Harry said, together.
They swam until lunch, then did their summer homework in the library until 2:00. Then they played chess and exploding snap. Harry had some cards in his trunk so they played poker, 21, and a few other card games. They played until dinner then went to bed. Sirius and Remus walked Harry and Draco to their conjoined room, where Harry walked into his room with Draco following.
"Where are you going Draco," Remus asked.
"Harry needs help getting in and out of bed, so when we were getting ready to swim, he asked me for help in the mornings and nights. I said I would," he answered, "Then I'm there to move his chair away from the side, but still reachable."
He went into Harry's room, helped him get into bed, then went to his room and to bed.
(1) I don't know much about laws and how long prison sentences are for each crime, so I know I probably got it wrong. If you know what time someone would get for these crimes, please tell me so I can fix it