Chapter 2!
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Dumbledore, Sirius and Remus had taken an unconscious, but alive, James to Hogwarts, where he now rested in the Hospital Wing.
The two men could hardly believe it. Their best friend was alive!
They were staying in Hogwarts guest rooms until James was good enough to leave, get Harry and move in with Sirius.
Remus had decided to stay with them at Grimmauld Place, until further notice.
James at the moment was in a coma, and had been a sleep since they revived him, which was three days ago.
The two friends had been preparing a room for Remus, James and Harry.
Speaking of the youngest Potter, neither knew how to break the news to him.
It was good news, that was for sure, they just didn't know how he would handle it.
Or how James would handle having a 13 year old son and a dead wife.
Guess they'd just have to wait for him to wake up...
Harry laid on the floor of his cupboard, curled into a ball, bleeding and silently crying.
What had Harry done? He really didn't know.
One moment he was heading towards the garden to do his gardening chores, next moment Uncle Vernon was booming towards him with a smirking Dudley behind him.
Uncle Vernon punched and kicked him, screaming.
"HOW DARE YOU HURT MY SON, YOU FREAK!"
"I didn't touch him!" Harry shouted in vain
"He's lying!" Dudley shouted, fake crying "He pushed me down the stares!"
Uncle Vernon, if even possible, turned even redder (Or purpler) and began hitting the young wizard harder.
He punched his face, snapping his glasses in half and shattering the glass.
After what seemed like a life time, Vernon grabbed him by the hair and threw him into his cupboard, slamming the door shut.
And so, that was how Harry found himself on the floor of his cupboard under the stairs, asking whoever was listening, what he did to deserve this...
James opened his eyes with a groan.
"Hey, he's waking up!" he heard an excited voice say
"James?" a white blur came into view
Why was everything so blurry?
Oh, he wasn't wearing his glasses.
One of the three blurs put them on his face, and every thing came into focus.
Above him was Sirius, Remus and Dumbledore.
James tried to sit up, and Sirius and Remus immediately helped him.
"What... what happened?" James asked
"Voldomort attacked the cottage" Remus explained, sitting in a chair beside James's bed.
"Voldomort... wait- where's Lily and Harry?" James asked, his eyes widening.
Where were they?
"James, Harry's fine" Sirius said, trying to calm his friend
"And Lily? What about Lily?" James asked
Sirius bite his lip.
When Sirius didn't answer, James turned to Remus.
"Where's Lily?" James asked, again
"James... you and Lily died... Dumbledore brought you back, but couldn't do the same with Lily... I'm sorry" Remus explained
"I... I died?" James asked, shocked
Remus nodded.
"But... but how?" James asked
"I found a spell. The reason I didn't bring Lily back, is because she died for Harry. If she was brought back, the Blood Ward that was placed upon him would be lifted, and he would be in danger" Dumbledore explained
"How... how long has it been?" James asked
"13 years..." Sirius said
"13 YEARS!?" James shouted
"James, calm down" Remus said, trying to get his friend to lie down.
"Where's Harry?" James asked, suddenly turning to Remus
"Don't worry, Harry's safe. You'll see him soon enough" Dumbledore said, soothingly "But your still weak. You need to rest"
James suddenly felt exhausted, and Sirius and Remus were finally able to get him to lie down.
And James fell into a dreamless sleep.
3 weeks later...
Harry's beatings were getting worse, and more frequent.
His list of chores was getting longer, and now he only got a glass of water a day.
He wouldn't survive the summer.
He had gotten Hedwig out, and sent her to stay at the Barrow with the Weasley's for the rest of the summer two weeks ago.
At the moment, he was lying in his cupboard, curled up in the corner, ill, bleeding, and bruised.
His thin blanket was rapped around him, trying to get as much warmth as possible.
He was shaking, hot and cold at the same time.
He wasn't able to fix his glasses, which Uncle Vernon had broken another two times.
He would have to wait till school started and use magic to fix them.
Like he would be alive by then.
Harry knew his wounds were infected. He knew he was sick. He knew this was illegal. He knew no one was coming. He knew he wasn't going back to school. He knew he was gonna die.
But, you know what... he didn't care.
At the moment, he just wanted it to end.
He wanted to die.
And he knew it was coming soon...
During the past three weeks, James set Sirius free, somehow got that wretched painting of Sirius's mother off the wall, heard all about Harry, what house he was in, how he made Quidditch Seeker in his first year, his adventures, met the his friends at the Weasleys (Hermione was staying there for the rest of the summer) and where he was staying, which caused him to yell for 2 hours straight and need a potion to help get his voice back.
And now, here he was, with Remus, Sirius, and Arther Weasley walking up to 4 Private Drive.
To say James was nervous was an underestimated. He was freaking out. Sirius had ended up slapping him about 50 times, and told him that Harry was a loving boy and would accept him... eventually, at least.
Remus rang the doorbell, and they heard the booming sound of Vernon Dursley heading towards the door.
"We don't want to buy anything" he said, opening the door.
He gasped, and tried to slam the door shut.
But all four men acted fast and pushed their bodies against the door, forcing it open.
"Hello, Mr. Dursley" Arther said, politely
"We're here for Harry" James said
"Y-Your d-d-dead" Vernon stuttered, staring at James with wide eyes
"No, I'm pretty much alive, thank you" James said
"Where's Harry?" Sirius asked, pointing his wand at Vernon
Petunia and Dudley came out the kitchen.
Petunia screamed.
James nearly burst out laughing as the little fat boy tried to hide behind a women that was as thin as a stick.
Vernon's face turned purple with rage.
James leaned towards Sirius.
"Isn't it supposed to be red with rage?" he whispered
Sirius snickered
"GET OUT! GET OUT MY HOUSE, YOU FREAKS!" Vernon yelled
Harry nearly jumped out of his skin.
He'd just had another beating, and had been trying to sleep off the pain.
He felt a cough coming.
Desperate not to attract attention to himself, especially if his Uncle was this mad, he tried to force the cough down, but off course, this only ended up turning it into a coughing fit.
The four wizards and three muggles heard him.
All eyes turned to where the coughing was coming from.
The Cupboard Under the Stairs.
Remus and Arther's mouths dropped open in shock and horror, the Dursleys paled, and Sirius and James turned red with rage.
The two pushed past Vernon with suck force it knocked him into the wall.
Remus drew his wand and pointed it at his forehead, while Arther pointed his wand at Petunia and Dudley.
Sirius unlocked the cupboard door, and it flew open, banging against the wall.
Harry jumped, causing the cuts on his back to re-open and he began to bleed again, the blood staining his over large shirt.
He couldn't see anything. The light hurt his eyes and his glasses were still broken, sitting on top of his trunk, which was up against the wall.
Sirius and James gasped, starring at him in horror.
Harry waited.
He couldn't see, so he thought it was his Uncle here to give him another beating.
He was sitting stiffly in the corner of the cupboard, his whole body aching.
He waited for the blow. To be pulled out of his cupboard by his hair. The hateful words.
But it never came.
Instead, he felt arms rapping round him and gently pulling him out of the darkness of his cupboard.
The light didn't help him see.
He felt a hand being pressed to his forehead.
"He's burning up" a voice said.
Strange. It sounded like Sirius.
But that's impossible.
He felt himself leaving the other persons arms and into someone else's.
James stood up from where he had been kneeling, after handing his sick son to Sirius.
He turned to Vernon, his wand out.
"You did this... didn't you?"
It wasn't a question.
"He's a freak. He deserved what he got" Vernon spat
"He's a child!" James snapped "And your just sick!"
James shot a spell, binding Vernon to the wall.
Dudley whimpered, trying to hide behind his mum more.
Vernon's face turned even more purple.
"HOW DARE YOU! RELEASE ME! RELEASE ME THIS INSTANT-"
"Silencio" Arther side with a wave of his wand.
Vernon's mouth continued to move, his face becoming a deeper shade purple, but no words came out.
Harry's breaths were coming in short gasps, his face was red with a fever, his hair sticking to his forehead with sweat.
Petunia and Dudley continued to whimper in the corner, as Sirius rose to his feet, Harry still in his arms.
"James" Remus said, putting a hand on his shoulder, trying to calm his raging friend.
James turned on his heel, and walked towards Sirius and Harry, his once raging face turning to the worry and concern only a parent could have.
Sirius carefully put Harry in James's arms, who toke him just as gently.
"We'll get his stuff" Arther said, reaching into the cupboard and pulling out his trunk, Hedwig's cage, and broken glasses.
Sirius took Harry's trunk, while Remus grabbed the bird cage.
"Reparo" Arther said, fixing Harry's glasses, which he folded into his pocket.
They apparated to Hogwarts.
1 week later...
His head hurt.
That was his first thought.
He tried to open his eyes, but everything was a blur.
He groaned.
"Harry? Harry, can you hear me?" a voice asked
His glasses were placed on his nose, and everything came into focus.
He was in the Hospital Wing.
To his right was Ron, and to his left was Hermione.
"Ron? Hermione?" Harry said, sitting up
"Hey, mate. You okay?" Ron asked
Harry nodded.
"What happened? Why aren't I at the Dursley's?" Harry asked
Their faces darkened.
"My dad and three others went to check on you. Found you in the cupboard under the stairs, sick and beaten" Ron explained, darkly
Harry cringed. They knew.
He began to cough, covering his mouth with his fist.
Ron pounded on his back.
"What happened to the Dursleys?" Harry asked
"Your cousin was sent to a foster home, while your Aunt and Uncle were sent to the Ministry for a trial. You'll have to attend, sorry" Hermione said, sadly
"When's the trial?" Harry asked. In truth, he was a bit afraid of seeing Uncle.
"Next month" Hermione answered
Harry sighed.
"Oh... and there's something else you should know..." Ron said, nervously
"What?" Harry asked, warily
Before Ron could answer, the doors opened.
In walked Arther, Molly, the rest of the Weasley's, Remus, Sirius, Dumbledore, McGonagle, and someone else who had a hood up, hiding his face.
"Harry!" the Weasley children said, rushing over to the black haired teen.
"Hello, Harry" Remus said, standing at the end of the bed.
Harry smiled at him. "Nice to see you, too Remus"
"Harry!" Sirius said, pulling his godson into a hug, which Harry happily returned.
"What are you doing here? I thought you were on the run" Harry said
"We'll get to that later. There's someone I want you to... uh... re-meet" Sirius said, glancing at the hooded figure
Harry looked at him, confused "Uh... re-meet?"
"Yes, Harry. Allow me to explain" Dumbledore said, sitting on the edge of Harry's bed.
"I discovered a spell. One that is ancient. Going back to the time of Merlin himself" Dumbledore began
"What is this spell?" Harry asked, curious
"It is very complicated. Only a powerful wizard can succeed. This spell brings the dead back to life" Dumbledore explained
Harry's eyes widened, as well as the other kids.
They hadn't exactly been told how he came back.
"To bring a person back to life, you must have at least two people who were close to him or her. Harry, your father is alive"
The hooded person put down his hood to reveal
James Potter...
Cliffhanger! I'm so evil!
Okay, so I'm planning on having Harry, Ron and Hermione become Animagus, but can't figure out what they should be. So, you get to vote!
Harry: Phoenix; Lion; Wolf; Falcon
Ron: Horse; Orangatan; Fox; Wolf
Hermione: Owl; Eagle; Badger; Horse
So, anyway, please review for more. I NEED reviews, people!
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