A/N: Holy monkey! It's been forever! I'm so sorry! I now have internet though, and as soon as I can I will be able to use a laptop to write out my stories! Until then, I had this resting on my iPad. Yes, there will be more drabbles. Yes I will be adding to my other stories soon. Yes, sadly, you will still have to wait a bit, because my family comes first, and next month I will be busy helping my mother and sister move the rest of their things here from where they used to live. I love each and every review I have gotten! When I came back to my mail box I had 1,000+ to sort through but when I saw your reviews I couldn't help but smile! Thank you so much! As a thank you I ask, if you have any ideas for a small (please) drabble that you would like to see, please give the suggestion ...and then please be patient while I review and write it. It WILL take a while so if you aren't willing to wait, please don't make a suggestion ok? Anyways, I love you all and here is the blurb!
Harry slammed the door, anger vibrating off of him in waves. How many times did he have to say it? The reason he didn't bring his child around these people was how abusive they were! They were manipulative. They smoked, and popped pills. They threw things at their kids, and even talked bad about their children behind their backs. Why would he want to bring his little boy around that? He grew up with it, as it was, he refused to allow his children to have the same fate.
Thankfully his husband was in complete agreement, and even his brother in law agreed. This place was no place for children. Tightly he curled his son closer to him, their words of hatred oozing into every cranny of his brain no matter how hard he tried to shut it out.
The little bundle gurgled and he sniffedled as tears threatened to spill from his cheeks. He had to be strong for his baby boy. If they wanted to play this game, he would stand up and fight! No one messed with his family! He traveled the drive to his husbands car and gently buckled the little one into his car seat, still sniffling as his husband started loading the vehicle. They were finally getting out. They had a place, and means now. They would make it! His only regret is that he couldn't completely protect the younger brother from this vitriol. But he promised to be over as much as he could.
Harry took a deep breath and sat beside his little Remus Sirius Weasley.
'It's ok, baby. Daddy has us. We will be protected.' The boy who lived stated softly, showing nothing of the emotions he was feeling on his face.
And as Charlie carried the last of their essentials out of that hell they once called home and into their car, Harry felt his heart glow. They were finally free.