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Chapter 1
It has been seven years since Harry Potter had been placed with his abusive aunt and uncle and there spoilt brat of a son the Dursley's. When Harry was five he had started to do most of the inside chores, and helped with the cooking. By the time he was six he had started doing everything from the gardening to the cooking, to the house work. He slept in a cupboard under the stairs since he was two. His seventh birthday was today and he knew it would not be remembered, it never had been. Harry had a fitful night sleep because of his strange dream that was reoccurring since before he could remember. It had an old man with a white beard and a stick that fired a sickly great light toward him and the man holding him. The man was nice and he felt safe with him Harry had watched as the man who had shielded him was hit by the green light and he watched as the man disintegrated but a black mist flew away almost unnoticed. Right before the giant had taken him he thought he saw the man's spirit watching him with sad eyes.
Harry was thinking about the dream trying to make sense of why he was having as he was taking his uncles plate to the sink when his wale of a cousin Dudley tripped him and he dropped his uncle's plate and it shattered. The next thing Harry knew his uncle was screaming at him as he was hitting and kicking him all over saying how incompetent he was and what a waste of space he was. When the beating was done Harry had three broken ribs, a sprained wrist, a dislocated shoulder, and many cuts and bruises. He cried out in pain as his uncle through him into his cupboard and slammed the door locking it. All Harry could do was cry silently and wish someone could hear his pain and be there for him because he felt so alone.
(same time far away)
Tom had been wondering for the last seven years in his spirit form trying desperately to find Harry but he had not succeeded yet and was starting to think he never would. "Oh Harry I hope your ok." Just then Tom felt a pull on his heart that he had only felt almost seven years ago just briefly before he lost it. This time it stayed and he followed it until he noticed it was the bond created the night Dumbledore's killing curse backfired between him and Harry. Before he knew it he was sitting in a cupboard in a small muggle home.
Tom did not understand until he heard the quiet sobs that without his vampiric hearing he would not have heard. He looked down and saw a small child that looked no older than five laying there. Tom did not know why he was here but there had to be a reason so he got closer to the child putting his hand on his shoulder surprised when it did not pass through the child. He noticed that the child flinched but remained still "It's alright child I won't hurt you. Can you tell me what's wrong?" The child turned to look at him and as he did his bangs slid out of way revealing a lightning bolt shaped scar and bright emerald green eyes. Tom's eyes widened knowing now who this child was "Harry." Tom breathed not believing he had finally found him.
Harry got a terrified look on his face and flinched away saying "Please don't hurt me, I won't do anything." Tom was astounded at how afraid Harry was wondering what had been done to him Tom started to soothing him " Harry it's ok I am not going to hurt you no one will hurt you again if I can help it. I want to help you." Harry slowly calmed "How can you help me I have no family and even if I did they would not want a freak in their house."
Tom was astounded that Harry thought that of himself "Harry you are not a freak you are a wizard you have magic all the strange occurrences that have happened around you are what is called accidental Magic. And you do have other family your true father is still alive and was devastated the night you disappeared." Tom sighed and continued "I have been searching in his place for you for seven years. And now that I have found you Harry and know you are abused here I can get you out and back to your father and both of you can help me come back to full power when you are old enough. Will you trust me and let me go get your father he can be here soon if you let me."
Harry looked at the spirit for a moment the thought to himself " What do I have to lose." so Harry nodded and watched as the spirit disappeared into nothingness Harry curled up again as fresh tears graced his cheeks as he thought that he had conjured up and image to make him feel better. Then Harry fell into a fitful sleep until a while later he was woken by yelling in the front room, and a voice he did not recognize.
(At Hogwarts in the dungeons)
Severus Snape had been looking at a picture of his wife a son that had been taken three days before he had lost them both and for a long time he had lost of hope of seeing his son again. He knew his son was alive but he had not been found yet and thought he never would be. He sighed then put the picture back on his night stand saying he was sorry to his wife that he had failed to protect their son. Tears fell from the potion masters eyes. His face fell into his hands as he wept for his lost son.
"Severus." A voice called and as is did Severus was up on his feat wand trained at where the voice had come from but all he saw was a spirit of the man he thought dead the same night as his beloved wife. "Tom is that you?" Severus asked hoping he was not going insane.
"Yes Severus it's me. I know where your son is I can give you the address but you need to go now he is being abused. He needs his father." Tom said hoping Severus would ask for the address and his prayer was answered "Tell where he is." "He is at,"
