Title: Harry Potter And The Return Of The Maraurders
Pairings: JP/LE
Rating: R Parts: 1/?
Warnings: Post-OOTP, has spoilers. Do not read if you haven't read the 5th book! Also has Child Abuse and Rape
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns all the original Harry Potter characters and settings. Everything not owned by her is mine.
Summary: AU – Harry's Parents come back with Sirius. A few surprises, with new powers, new romances and new problems.
Key: "..." – Talking
'...' – Thinking
... Parseltongue
Chapter One – The Pain and The Return
Number 4 Pivet Drive, The Dursley's Residence
Harry Potter walked into his room in Number 4 Pivet Drive to find that everything had changed, and it wasn't for the better. There was a steel framed bed with chains locked to the head and foot on the bed. Along the wall were random instruments that seemed to promise pain. Harry looked nervously at the door and decided he'd better hide the belongings he didn't want to lose. He crawled under his bed and lifted the loose floor boards, then carefully placed his invisibility cloak, his wand, his photo album and a few other items into the hidden area before putting the floor boards back. Just after closing his trunk his uncle walked into his room.
"Think your freaky friends scare me? I'll show you," Vernon's face had turned purple from anger by now. Uncle Vernon grabbed Harry's trunk then grabbed Harry and dragged them both down the stairs and to the backyard. Vernon pulled some matched and lighter fluid from his pocket. He kicked open Harry's trunk and poured the fluid into it, all over his belongings, he lit and match and dropped it into the trunk. Harry stared in horror as the rest of his belongings burst into flames. 'Good thing not everythign was in there.'
Harry looked at his uncle, "How am I going to write the Order?! They'll come check on me!"
"I'll deal with them," Vernon finished his statement with a smack. Harry fell to the ground, "Get back to your room, boy! And I better not hear a peep from you!"
Harry rushed to his room and closed the door as fast as he could. He looked at his owl Hedwig. Acting quickly he opened her cage then the window, "Go to Ron's Hedwig, stay there. Hopefully someone will understand that I need help." His owl nipped his ear lightly and took flight. Just as he closed the window his uncle slammed open his door.
"I thought I said not a peep!"
Harry covered his face as his uncle threw a punch at him. He fell back onto the bed where his uncle proceeded to chain him to the bed. Blows rained down onto Harry's small form for what felt like hours. Suddenly, his uncle stopped, Harry dared not open his eyes, as he felt and heard his clothing being torn from his body. He heard a zipper then his uncle's weight on top of him. His eye's popped open and he stared at his uncle in horror, suddenly his uncle thrust into his and Harry screamed. His uncle hit him again and again. Just before passing out he thought, 'Wonder if I'll survive the summer..."
Ministry Of Magic, Department Of Mysteries.
There was rat creeping into the death chamber, where The Veil was held. The rat changed into a small pudgy man. He pulled out his wand and pointed it at The Veil. He slowly began chanting something latin, getting louder as he went. The Veil began to glow an eerie blue color, suddenly the man stopped chanting and three figures fell out of it. The small man was shocked, only one person was supposed to come back.
Sirius Black slowly stood up and looked around, reconizing where he was. He didn't see the small man, but he did see the two people laying at his feet, "Lily? James?" he whispered.
James Potter heard his name being whispered, as soon as he openned his eyes his mind assaulted him with memories of a bright green light then nothing. He slowly rose, but stayed seated on the ground, "Padfoot?" he rasped out.
Sirius cried out happily and hugged his best friend. Lily Potter sat up and looked at them, "J-James?" Bot men turned and looked at her. They smiled and hugged her.
They all jumped when a small timid voice spoke for the first time, "I- I-I w-w-want t-to exp-plain ev-v-verything."
The three people on the ground turned and looked at the small man, "Peter Pettigrew'" growled Sirius.
