Light Unto My Path - Ch.1
Warnings: SLASH! Abuse, mention of rape, language, adult themes and situations. Heavy Ron/ Ginny/ Dumbledore bashing.
A/N: Okay, this is the re-edited version of my story. Hope it makes sense now.
Enjoy!
Disclaimer - I claim no rights to owning any Harry Potter characters, settings, or situations. I just enjoy messing around with them.
Chapter 1 - The Rescue
Harry was startled awake when someone started banging on the door to Number 4 Privet Drive. He took in a deep breath and gagged slightly as the smell in his cupboard was a mix of sweat, blood, feces, and stale sex. He sighed and wished for his glasses as he felt his Uncle stormed down the stairs. Harry had been in his his cupboard since he returned from his sixth year at Hogwarts, around seven weeks ago. He turned his head to look at the small watch he had, he groaned in frustration when he remembered he didn't have his glasses.
He heard Vernon open the door and demand, quite loudly, to know who was disturbing him so late at night. Harry strained his ears and heard a muffled reply before flinching back as his Uncle yelled "NO YOU WILL NOT! HE BELONGS TO US, AND WILL NOT GO BACK TO THAT BLOODY SCHOOL WHERE EVERYONE'S A FREAK-" he was cut off by a man who furiously growled
"He will be coming with me and there is no reason to be so loud this late at night."
Harry gasped loudly as the voice of his most hated potions professor reached his ears. 'Snape came. But why? Did Dumbledore send him? I don't want him to hate me anymore.'
"Now where is he? I have no qualms about hexing you if I need." Snape spoke menacingly.
Part of Harry was terrified that Snape wouldn't find him and the repercussions from his Uncle would be the worst he's ever received. The other part was hoping that Snape would at the very least get him out of the cupboard, even if that meant that Snape would ridicule Harry for being weak. He heard his Uncle take a deep breath as if he was about to yell again and braced himself.
However, his Uncle was silenced and he heard Snape walk almost silently into the house, and up the stairs. After a few minutes Snape came back down and searched the lower level of the house. He growled as Harry was nowhere to be seen and there was no evidence of even living there.
He cast a Point Me charm and a beige light flew from his wand to the cupboard in the front hallway. He blinked in shock as he walked over to the little room 'Surely they didn't. He couldn't be.'
He waved his wand and the lock on the door fell off. Snape reached out, opened the door and looked inside horror taking over his mind. Harry's eyes were shut tight as light invaded the dark space. Severus looked at Harry for a moment before stepping in.
Harry was laying on a thin, old, flimsy mattress. His arms were pulled above his head by rope and cutting into his thin wrists, his legs were attached to the wall by a chain, the shackles rotting his skin, around his waist was another rope filled with little metal blades cutting into his stomach. Harry was covered in bruises and burns. He had scars all across his body, some still bleeding and he was naked. Snape could see all his bones through his skin.
Harry heard Snape lean down and flinched harshly as a hand came in contact with his forehead.
"Harry? Can you open your eyes?" Snape asked.
Harry nodded slightly, shocked at the concern in the mans voice, and slowly pried his eyes open. He did not expect to see concern in deep ebony eyes.
"Oh, Harry. Do you think you can drink some potions?" The man helped Harry swallow the potions. After Harry fell asleep, he pulled his wand out and began removing the ties. Snape pulled his outer cloak off and wrapped it around Harry before picking him up and holding Harry to his chest.
Facing the muggle he hissed "I will return to make sure you pay for the damage you have caused this man". He left the man and slammed the door with his magic. He walked to the edge of the wards and stepped through them before apparating to Hogsmeade and walking up to the school.
He strode into the Entrance Hall and began to descent into the dungeons. He walked up to the portrait of Salazar Slytherin and whispered his password. The portrait swung open silently and he walked in, he took Harry to his own bedroom and placed him under the sheets. He transformed his cloak into pajamas for Harry. He pulled up a chair and sat next to the bed, determined to make sure Harry healed properly.