AN -

This is seriously AU - I have messed with a lot of different aspects of the Harry Potter World, You have been warned.

There is a lot of physical and sexual abuse and HEAVY Light Bashing. I haven't decided on any pairings, yet.

Disclaimer - The World of Harry Potter belongs to JK Rowling, WB's and I am sure more. This is for entertainment only and I am making NO money from this.

**I am happy to see so many people seem interested in this story :)** I have 2 others in the works as well (three stories, one time, what am I thinking?)

Well, here is a longer chapter - though no promises on the next one

Harry pulled his cloak off, his wand on his open palm outstretched. The Dark Lord looked at him warily, "Mr. Potter, what do I owe this pleasure too?"

Harry bowed his head, unable to look at the man in the eye. "You want me dead, here I am, just finish it." Harry glanced up as a single eyebrow rose on the older man's face; he seriously wondered if Snape learned it from him or if he learned it from Snape.

"Now, why would a perfectly healthy 14 year old boy WANT to die?"

Harry snorted at the question, then took a breath, the blood loss and pain were getting to him "Well when the options are die by your hand, or be controlled, manipulated, used and abused by the so called light, I will take death by your hand. At least you are worthy; at least you have never lied or used me." Harry gasped lightly in pain and dizziness, his rant cut short. The dark Lord rose from his throne like chair and walked to the trembling child.

'What has happened to you?" He placed a finger under Harry's chin and pulled his head up, shocked by not only the pain in his eyes, but the lack of will, the lack of spark. He almost looked dead.

"Why do you care? Just kill me and be done."

"Contrary to Dumbledore's belief I have no overwhelming urge to kill you. If you attacked me I would defend myself, but I have never actually tried to kill you, with the exception of a few years ago when I was trying to regain my body, and you were trying to stop me."

"Why did you try to kill me as an infant then?"

"I wasn't aiming for you, I was aiming for Dumbledore and he deflected it. It hit you and backfired onto me."

"You want to know what happened to me. Have a look." Harry dropped all his mental shields and looked the Dark Lord in the eye. Voldemort slipped into the teens mind and was assaulted with images he was sure would haunt him. He has killed a fair amount of people, but he had never abused someone like this. -Whippings with belts, beatings with blunt objects, molestation, rape, torture from Dumbledore, Pain Training he called it, more molestation and rape at the hands of the benevolent Headmaster. Mental abuse, name calling—he pulled out, horrified by what he saw. Despite what many thought, he was not heartless, nor a mindless killer. He was about to start in on the true story when he noticed Harry's head was hanging, his breath getting shallow and blood was pooling off his clothes behind him.

"Harry?" He placed a hand on the boys shoulder and he flinched in pain. He managed to get a grip on the slight teen as he passed out. Scooping him up into his arms, which was appallingly easy, he yelled out.

"Bella!" She appeared through a door

"Yes My Lord?" Her eyes widened at the sight of the Harry Potter in the arms of her master.

"Call your sister, get her and Severus here immediately." She nodded once and took off at a run.

The Dark Lord carried Harry to the rooms that connected to his and laid him down on the bed with his back up and charmed away his shirt and pants, leaving only the child's underwear for modesty sake. He nearly wept at seeing someone so young so abused. The door behind him opened and Andromeda and Severus came through. Both looked shocked at not only who was there, but the condition he was in.

"I will explain later, he has lost a lot of blood."

Both silently went to work, healing the poor child and pouring potions into him, finally in more stable condition and resting somewhat comfortably the three adults, who were then joined by Bella and Rodolpholus, went to the adjourning sitting room to talk.

"About 2 hours ago Mr. Potter arrived and asked me to kill him. He said death by me was preferable to being used and abused by the light side." He continued the whole story and then turned to Severus.

"Was there any indication this was happening to him?" The potions master went silent and pensive thinking back.

"There were things you would notice if you looked for them, I'll admit I wasn't, I was too blinded by my hatred for his father." Snape looked pained and regretful. "I wish I had, no child deserves this."

Andromeda finally spoke up, "The question is what will we do with him now?"

"I will keep him here, if he wishes. Or we can use our contacts in the America's; send him there for the rest of his schooling. Severus, try and find out who all knew about this. Andromeda, I need you to track down your cousin, it's time we see him truly freed; I'll send the little rat Pettigrew to the ministry. That should be proof enough. Bella, you and Rodolpholus watch over the boy for now, call me when he wakes."

Harry was kept sleeping for over a week to give his body a chance to heal. And while he was sleeping a lot happened. Sirius Black was declared free after Peter Pettigrew, with Veritiserum in his system, appeared in the Law Enforcement Department at the ministry. He was given the kiss and Sirius who was tracked down by Andromeda and Remus, who was tracked down by Severus, joined the Dark Lord after hearing the whole story. Severus found out that most of the order knew that Harry was being abused and used, and Ron and Ginny were paid to befriend him, and the rest of the Weasley's, with the exception of the Twins, Bill and Charlie, were also paid to keep a close eye on him. Dumbledore even paid his relatives to abuse him. Thankfully, Hermione was true as ever and Severus was going to bring her in as soon as Harry woke up. Bella, to everyone surprise, took over a very mothering role with Harry's care, she had really already come to care for the boy. The headmaster still did not know Harry was missing, though he would find out today, as he was sending Moody to pick him up and bring him to school. Sev had already gone to Harry's relative's home and gathered his stuff, putting a memory block on them that they ever had Harry. Let the light figure that one out. Even unconscious Harry's story spread through the Death Eaters and the abused teen had seemed to capture everyone's heart.

They had finally stopped sedating him and were waiting for him to wake up. Bella and Rodolpholus were taking their turn in watching over Harry when he began twitching and moving. Bella reached for his hand and squeezed gently.

"Harry, come on love, wake up for me"

Harry began shaking and moaning, then crying out " Please, Im sorry sir, Ill come back, im sorry" A piercing scream rent through the air. Bella grabbed harry and wrapped her arms around him.

"Harry, you need to wake up, come on"

"Please headmaster, I'll come back, I promise, please...NOOOOOOOOOOOO"

Bella screamed at her husband"Go get the Dark Lord!" Before the man had a chance to move, the Dark Lord swept into the room

"I'm already here, what is going on?" he looked at Bella and the trembling child in her arms.

"I can't get him to wake up and it's like he's being tortured, he keeps begging the headmaster telling him he will be back" Another heart wrenching scream filled the air as the dark lord sat down on the bed and forced his mind into the teens.

He could feel the pain Harry was feeling, and there was the cause, the over powering presence of Albus Dumbledore.

"Leave the boy alone old man, or I will rip your mind to shreds."

"Getting soft Tom? Do you care for the boy?" The headmaster sent back snidely.

"I warned you..." The dark Lord sent a huge blast of power ripping the older man away from Harry's mind. He quickly slipped out and found Harry had apparently woke up and was cowering in a corner with Bella trying to coax him out.

"It's ok Harry; no one is going to hurt you." Bella tried reaching out to him only to have Harry attempt to screw himself into the wall further, shaking.

The Dark Lord strode forward and picked the teen up, he began struggling trying to get away, Voldemort tightened his grip and whispered gently to the boy "Harry, Its ok, no one here is going to hurt you, you are safe here, I swear" Harry calmed at the deep rumble in Voldemort's chest as he talked. He put Harry back to bed and allowed Bella to fuss and mother over him. Harry was silent and his eyes still looked dead as Voldemort began casting charms and wards around the room protecting Harry from Dumbledore's apparently far reaching mind.

"What happened to me?" Harry asked softly, his voice hoarse from screaming.

Bella ran a hand through his hair "Your injuries were pretty bad, you lost a lot of blood. My sister, Andromeda and Severus healed you. You have been out for a week while you fully heal."

"You are Bellatrix?" The dark haired beautiful women nodded and then pointed to her husband.

"And this is my Husband, Rodolpholus" Harry nodded to the man, and then remembered when the headmaster had said...He then tried to get up and was promptly pushed back down by both Bella and the Dark Lord.

"I have to go back to Dumbledore; he's going to kill me and Hermione if I don't. Please just let me go"

The Dark Lord placed a calming hand on him, "For one, you are safe here, I have put up wards to keep the meddling sadistic old man out of your head, for two, Mrs. Granger is already here, Severus foresaw her being in danger. Also, both of your God Fathers are here, Sirius has been declared free. A lot has happened the past week. So lay down and rest. You are safe here, I promise." He got up and leaned over kissing Harry's forehead. "I have some business to attend to; you are safe with Bella and Rodolphus. The dark haired teen looked so confused at the gentle heartfelt gesture Bella sat next to him,

"He is Human, despite what people want to believe." Harry turned those dark dead eyes on her

"I know... I've just never been touched like that before."

A surprise look crossed Bella's face, "You mean a simple kiss?"

"No I mean with kindness"

"Not even when you were little?" Harry looked down, sadness crowding his face.

"My relatives called me a freak and made me sleep in the Cupboard under the stairs, and then, once I got to school, the headmaster certainly never showed me kindness. I have had a general hug from people, but now I know they didn't really care" Bella full of anger over how he was treated and the matter of fact tone he used when telling her had a furious face on.

"Im sorry, I know I don't really deserve the kindness..." He hung his head, scared of retribution. Instead, Bella pulled him to her and wrapped her arms around him, fiercely.

"You do deserve it Harry, all children do" she kissed his forehead, and held him as he broke down sobbing.