Summary: James and Lily Potter survived the attack of Godric's Hollow and now are happily raising an exceptional ten-year-old Harry Potter, in the muggle world that is. Only a few months away from learning about the magical world and attending Hogwarts, a tragedy will alter the life of Harry and his family forever.
Warning: This story deals with child abuse, child rape/molest, kidnapping, torture, and extreme fluff!
All character and rights belong to J.K. Rowling (except for OC). I am not making any money of this story.
He eyed the small, young, beautiful…oh so beautiful, and defenseless, green-eyed boy. He gritted his teeth, and gripped the steering wheel, hard, until his knuckles were a pale white.
He wanted him. He needed him.
He needed to feel the boy's soft flesh under his fingertips. His lips brushing over his small, pink ones. His hand caressing every inch of the boy's body…
He closed his eyes for a few seconds, and moaned in pleasure from the mental image. He opened his eyes once again, and glanced over at the boy. He was running around the yard, laughing as his father chased him.
He glared.
He was jealous. Oh, yes, he was. Why should that man be gifted with such a beautiful boy, and not him? Pity, the man had no idea what he was missing out on.
The screams. He gave a sickening laugh . Oh, yes the screams were his favorite parts. The whimpering, the crying, and the pleads for help. He shook in anticipation.
Only a few more days, and he is yours. He reminded himself repeatedly inside his head.
He glanced at the boy one more time, before starting the car. He smiled.
Oh, yes, you will be mine's.
