Title: You Have No Choice
Summary: After Harry was saved from Uncle Vernon, an unexpected event showed up in his life that he will never thought of. He need to save one Slytherin before he can kill Harry. D/H, R/Hr
Warning: There will be slash up in the next chapters! Don't read if you don't like those kinds of stories!
Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN ANYTHING! J.K. Rowlings does!
Go with the story......
Chapter 3- Rescuing Harry
"FATHER! NOOOOO!" screamed the silver-blonde haired boy. The dream made the raven-haired boy open his eyes, panting. 'What the hell was that all about?' His stomach was grumbling so he took a trip to the kitchen, he could possibly grab a snack without his aunt or uncle finding out. Harry stalked down the steps and gently opened the fridge. All of a sudden, someone closed the front door behind him.
"What did I tell you about stealing food from the refrigerator?!" shouted Uncle Vernon. "I'll show you, boy!"
"No.....I wasn't stealing food! I was hungry!" The fat fist met his stomach while Harry let out an "ughh".
"Stop it...please!" the 300lb fat Vernon shoved him against the wall. Harry could feel smoldering on his back, gasping for air. He begged his uncle to stop, but he kept on going. From his head to his toes, bam, bam, pow, wham......he could feel his blood trickling down the corner of his bruised mouth.
"How do you like this? Fun, isn't it?" his enormous foot kicked Harry's ribs. Harry heard and felt a sickening snap that told him his rib was broken. The beating was endless and one thought came across Harry's mind, 'I am going to die' immense pain seized his body over and over again. Finally, Uncle Vernon felt a tap on his back, "If you touch him one more time, your life will be mine." The flashing black eyes narrowed at him. A growl escaped from Vernon's mouth and he left the house. Harry's head was swirling, everything began to fade and turned black, he did not have a chance to see his rescuer.
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'Man, why do I feel so cold?' he slowly opened his eyes, 'Where am I? This room looks familiar.' He looked around the room and spotted the familiar blank portrait.
"Harry! Are you awake? Oh Harry, we promise you that this summer will be your last at your Uncle Vernon's house!" he smiled at the busy brown-haired girl, his long-time friend who's always been on his side to comfort him. "I know. Am I in Grimmauld's Place?" "Yes. Dumbledore brought you here for the rest of the summer. Ron and I are going to stay here with you. Also, Lupin is here. Umm, we need to tell you something." "What is it?" Harry moaned at the pain that was flooding every inch of his body. An enormous black dog leapt on to his bed and sat next to him with his right paw on Harry's leg. He gasped. "...Sirius!!" he hugged his godfather. Harry thought he was dead because he had seen what had happened in front of him in the Department of Mysteries. "But he is permanently that way. We couldn't figure out why." "Who cares? It's good to have him back!" he said, as he petted his godfather. Hermione and Harry laughed like old times. "Harry, do you want to come down and eat with me and Ron? You must be starving to death!" The Golden trio had a delicious feast. Neither of them brought up the issue of Harry's event. However, he was curious who had saved him. He replayed the scene over and over again in his mind and tried to see his rescuer. He tried to understand how his rescuer knew that it happened. With a lot of thoughts flowing in his mind, a headache emerged. A bark interrupted his thoughts, "Jeez, Sirius, you scared the heck out of me!" "Are you alrigh', mate? Cuz you were starring into space before Sirius brought you back to Earth" said Ron worriedly. "Yeah, I am fine!" Harry felt so frustrated at was going on- who had been his rescuer?
For rest of the summer, Harry was feeling down in the dumps and something made him not want to go back to Hogwarts. The train station was packed and everyone was ready to go on Platform 9 ¾. For some reason, he knew something bad going to happen. 'Why am I feeling this way?' "Harry, com' on! We will be late for the train!" shouted Hermione, "What's with the long face? You should be happy you are going back home." Hogwarts has always been better than the Dursleys. "I know, it just feels like I am missing in my life and I don't know what is it."
"Well, Harry, you've got Sirius back at least." The trio walked down the hall and found a compartment to sit in and relax, but still, Harry felt so uptight......the compartment door opened and in walked the least welcomed person in the world. His hair oily hair pulled back and an arrogant look upon his face, his black swirling around him made him the perfect image of his evil father, Lucius Malfoy. Harry couldn't believe his eyes. He felt so pity and sadness towards Malfoy. 'That's not our Draco Malfoy! It can't be......' "Well, Potty, it looks like you will be dead by the end of this year." He snickered. For the very first time in Harry's life, he felt an immense stinging affection burning in his heart. "GOD! WHEN WILL YOU EVER.....arrgg!" a loud growl came out of Harry's mouth and he pushed Draco aside so he could get out to escape from his archenemy. He kept on trotting until he found another empty compartment. The next moment, there're tears streaming down from his eyes. Harry didn't quite understand why he was acting this way. 'What the hell am I crying for? Its Malfoy your archrival....' Harry remembered Draco being a terrible person, 'why couldn't he ever change? What made him such a horrible person?! A father of him made him this way!' "Oh Merlin, what have you done with yourself, Draco?" he muttered under his breath.
PLEASE R/R!! I hope this one is better than the other that I have written! Also, I will not update until Easter weekend. So I am giving you time to read this. Thanks!
Summary: After Harry was saved from Uncle Vernon, an unexpected event showed up in his life that he will never thought of. He need to save one Slytherin before he can kill Harry. D/H, R/Hr
Warning: There will be slash up in the next chapters! Don't read if you don't like those kinds of stories!
Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN ANYTHING! J.K. Rowlings does!
Go with the story......
Chapter 3- Rescuing Harry
"FATHER! NOOOOO!" screamed the silver-blonde haired boy. The dream made the raven-haired boy open his eyes, panting. 'What the hell was that all about?' His stomach was grumbling so he took a trip to the kitchen, he could possibly grab a snack without his aunt or uncle finding out. Harry stalked down the steps and gently opened the fridge. All of a sudden, someone closed the front door behind him.
"What did I tell you about stealing food from the refrigerator?!" shouted Uncle Vernon. "I'll show you, boy!"
"No.....I wasn't stealing food! I was hungry!" The fat fist met his stomach while Harry let out an "ughh".
"Stop it...please!" the 300lb fat Vernon shoved him against the wall. Harry could feel smoldering on his back, gasping for air. He begged his uncle to stop, but he kept on going. From his head to his toes, bam, bam, pow, wham......he could feel his blood trickling down the corner of his bruised mouth.
"How do you like this? Fun, isn't it?" his enormous foot kicked Harry's ribs. Harry heard and felt a sickening snap that told him his rib was broken. The beating was endless and one thought came across Harry's mind, 'I am going to die' immense pain seized his body over and over again. Finally, Uncle Vernon felt a tap on his back, "If you touch him one more time, your life will be mine." The flashing black eyes narrowed at him. A growl escaped from Vernon's mouth and he left the house. Harry's head was swirling, everything began to fade and turned black, he did not have a chance to see his rescuer.
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'Man, why do I feel so cold?' he slowly opened his eyes, 'Where am I? This room looks familiar.' He looked around the room and spotted the familiar blank portrait.
"Harry! Are you awake? Oh Harry, we promise you that this summer will be your last at your Uncle Vernon's house!" he smiled at the busy brown-haired girl, his long-time friend who's always been on his side to comfort him. "I know. Am I in Grimmauld's Place?" "Yes. Dumbledore brought you here for the rest of the summer. Ron and I are going to stay here with you. Also, Lupin is here. Umm, we need to tell you something." "What is it?" Harry moaned at the pain that was flooding every inch of his body. An enormous black dog leapt on to his bed and sat next to him with his right paw on Harry's leg. He gasped. "...Sirius!!" he hugged his godfather. Harry thought he was dead because he had seen what had happened in front of him in the Department of Mysteries. "But he is permanently that way. We couldn't figure out why." "Who cares? It's good to have him back!" he said, as he petted his godfather. Hermione and Harry laughed like old times. "Harry, do you want to come down and eat with me and Ron? You must be starving to death!" The Golden trio had a delicious feast. Neither of them brought up the issue of Harry's event. However, he was curious who had saved him. He replayed the scene over and over again in his mind and tried to see his rescuer. He tried to understand how his rescuer knew that it happened. With a lot of thoughts flowing in his mind, a headache emerged. A bark interrupted his thoughts, "Jeez, Sirius, you scared the heck out of me!" "Are you alrigh', mate? Cuz you were starring into space before Sirius brought you back to Earth" said Ron worriedly. "Yeah, I am fine!" Harry felt so frustrated at was going on- who had been his rescuer?
For rest of the summer, Harry was feeling down in the dumps and something made him not want to go back to Hogwarts. The train station was packed and everyone was ready to go on Platform 9 ¾. For some reason, he knew something bad going to happen. 'Why am I feeling this way?' "Harry, com' on! We will be late for the train!" shouted Hermione, "What's with the long face? You should be happy you are going back home." Hogwarts has always been better than the Dursleys. "I know, it just feels like I am missing in my life and I don't know what is it."
"Well, Harry, you've got Sirius back at least." The trio walked down the hall and found a compartment to sit in and relax, but still, Harry felt so uptight......the compartment door opened and in walked the least welcomed person in the world. His hair oily hair pulled back and an arrogant look upon his face, his black swirling around him made him the perfect image of his evil father, Lucius Malfoy. Harry couldn't believe his eyes. He felt so pity and sadness towards Malfoy. 'That's not our Draco Malfoy! It can't be......' "Well, Potty, it looks like you will be dead by the end of this year." He snickered. For the very first time in Harry's life, he felt an immense stinging affection burning in his heart. "GOD! WHEN WILL YOU EVER.....arrgg!" a loud growl came out of Harry's mouth and he pushed Draco aside so he could get out to escape from his archenemy. He kept on trotting until he found another empty compartment. The next moment, there're tears streaming down from his eyes. Harry didn't quite understand why he was acting this way. 'What the hell am I crying for? Its Malfoy your archrival....' Harry remembered Draco being a terrible person, 'why couldn't he ever change? What made him such a horrible person?! A father of him made him this way!' "Oh Merlin, what have you done with yourself, Draco?" he muttered under his breath.
PLEASE R/R!! I hope this one is better than the other that I have written! Also, I will not update until Easter weekend. So I am giving you time to read this. Thanks!