Ahri and Harry both stiffened as the police knocked down the door.
"FREEZE!" Harry whimpered and clutched tightly at the woman holding him at the loud yelling of the officer.
Four officers stormed into the living room and looked at Ahri and Harry. "Are you the one that called us in?" One of the officers asked her as the other three stormed the other rooms.
"Took you long enough." Ahri replied softly, not looking up from Harry as she stroked his head. "I took care of them for you." She pointed at the unconscious Vernon and Petunia.
The officer had the decency to look sheepish. "Sorry about that ma'am, thank you for apprehending the perpetrators." The officer told her.
The officer looked at Harry and cringed at the injuries on the little boy's body. "Those two will be put away for a long time for this." The officer said angrily.
Ahri smirked. "I'm glad to hear it." She said slyly.
"Will you need a lift to the hospital, ma'am?"
"Not at all. I can get there myself with no problem."
The officer nodded his head as the two of the officers officers picked Vernon up and put him in restraints as the third one handled Petunia. "Alright, you be careful getting there." The officer said as he turned towards the two officers that was picking up Vernon.
"Let me help you two get him into the car, you two might break you backs holding this one up." The officer said as he went over to them and helped them pick Vernon up.
Ahri snickered at the officer's comment, then looked down at Harry, who was clinging tightly to her, trembling.
She put her hand on his head in assurance. "Don't worry sweetie, I'm going to get you out of here and get you some help." Ahri told him and she picked him up and stood.
Without another word, she sprinted out of the Dursley's house and made her way to her own, having something special for healing serious injuries...
She made sure that she had him nice and secure as she dashed at super human speeds. It only took twenty minutes for her to finally make it to her house. She quickly went inside, dropped her normal human disguise, as it was difficult to keep held up for more than a few hours, and ran to the kitchen to find where she stashed her secret medical supplies.
Inside the cabinet of medical supplies was three powerful healing potions, given to her by the man who had saved her, Dumbledore, in the event of an emergency. Without wasting a moment, she snatched one of the vials off the shelf. She placed Harry on the couch, and prepared to give him the potion.
"Open wide, sweetie." She said sweetly.
Harry looked at the bottle in fear, not knowing what it was. Ahri saw his fearful expression. 'It's okay, this will help you get better faster." Ahri explained to him.
Harry looked at her nervously, then opened his mouth. Ahri placed the top of the bottle between his lips and gently poured the liquid down his throat. Harry winced at the bitter taste...but blinked when he realized his injuries were fading.
Before long, all the injuries that he had were completely gone, except the lightning bolt shaped one on his forehead, much to Ahri's confusion. 'Why is that one still there?' Ahri questioned, before looking at Harry, who was examining his now injury free arms.
Ahri smiled at the wide-eyed, wonder filled expression on his face. Then she realized that since he was healed, she could hug and cuddle him without risk of aggravating his injuries.
Harry was unprepared for her hug and was momentary stunned when she pulled him into it. When his surprise disappeared, he snuggled into her bosom.
He closed his eyes in content, and rested the side of his tiny head against her chest. Ahri grinned widely, then licked his head once more.
Harry hummed in content as she continued to lick his head. After a minute of this, Ahri abruptly stopped and scolded herself for acting inhuman again.
'For God's sake...' She internally groaned. 'Why can't I get it right the first time?'
She looks down at Harry and sees that he looked disappointed that she stopped.
She frowned, then smirked. She decided to do give him the correct kind of kisses...
Harry's disappointment was short lived as the fox began to shower his face with kisses.
He smiled slightly as she rapidly kissed every inch of his face and head.
Ahri felt her heart warm at the sight of his smile.
She continued this for several minutes until she stopped and looked at Harry.
She smiled down at the little boy in her arms, and saw him looking back at her with pure adoration in his eyes.
She gave him a quick kiss on his nose, causing him to blink.
Harry touched the spot on his nose where Ahri kissed, and looked up at her, the small smile on his face now replaced with a confused look. "Wh-Why?" He asked shyly. Ahri frowned.
"Why what, sweetie?"
"Why are you so nice to me?"
Ahri smiled. "Because I want to make you happy after how much suffering you had to deal with the walrus and horse." Ahri told him.
Harry let out a stifled sob. "But I'm a freak! I don't deserve to be happy! You should hate me! Everyone should hate me! I don't deserve help! I should die and make the world a better place!"
Ahri stared at him with tears in her eyes. Without hesitation, she wrapped her arms around him.
"I don't deserve this hug! I don't deserve to live! I don't...I don't..." Harry was getting more incomprehensible with every word he spoke. Finally, he couldn't take anymore. He buried his face into Ahri's chest and cried loudly, the sound absolutely shattering the fox's heart.
SO without hesitation, Ahri rubbed the back of his head as he cried into her.
She began crying as well. What had they done to him? How could they put such horrible thoughts in a little boy's head?
They cried for what felt like hours until they both ran out of tears to shed. When they were done, they silently held each other for a few minutes until out of nowhere, they heard growling that emanated from Harry's stomach.
Ahri blinked, then tilted her head with a fox-like smirk. "Looks like somebody's hungry." She said slyly. Harry blushed and looked down.
"I'm fine..." He mumbled.
As if it was arguing with him, Harry's stomach growled again, making Harry's blush turn redder. Ahri giggled and walked over to the dinner table and sat Harry down on a chair.
"I'll get dinner started sweetie." Ahri told him as she went to the fridge.
Harry sat silently in the kitchen as the smell of food wafted through the air. He didn't deserve this...He didn't deserve anything...Wordlessly, he rose from his spot at the table, and walked into the kitchen. Ahri's fox ears picked up the sounds of his footsteps. She turned to him with a smile.
"Hi, sweetie." She said softly. "What is it?"
"...Y-You need to hit me now...I cried...I can't do that...I'm not allowed..."
Ahri resisted the urge to cry as she walked over and hugged him. "I already told you when I found you that I would never hurt you, never." The fox told him as she rubbed his back.
Harry teared up again. "B-But..."
"Shhhhhh." Ahri whispered soothingly. "No more. It's okay." Harry felt even more tears coming, and tried to hold them back... "Sweetheart...don't hold them in." Ahri whispered softly. "Let it ALL out. It's okay."
Harry laid his head and silently cried the last bit of tears he had. After he was done, he lifted his head from her chest and gave her a small smile. "Th-thank you." Harry told her.
Ahri smiled and planted a kiss on the tip of his nose, before resting her forehead against his own and nuzzling him. "You're welcome."
She puts him back on the chair and continued to make dinner. After another 20 minutes, she was finished cooking. She set a plate of potatoes and a medium well steak in front of him.
Harry looked at the food for a moment, then poked at it with his fork. Ahri frowned. "Oh! Let me cut your meat for you..." She approached the little boy, keeping her tails behind her to avoid getting fur in his food, then knelt down and cut at the steak with his knife, slicing it into smaller chunks.
"There you go." Ahri told him before reaching over to grab some steak sauce. "Would you like some steak sauce in your meat?" She asked him.
Harry hesitated, before looking down shyly. "Y-Yes please..."
Ahri nodded her head as she pours a little of the sauce on the pieces she cut up. "There you go.' Ahri said happily as she poured some on her medium rare steak.
The two ate in silence for a few moments, Harry immensely enjoying his food, before Ahri remembered something. "Silly me, I forgot to ask your name!"
Harry looked at her and swallowed the steak he was eating. "My name is Harry." Harry told her.
"Hello Harry." Ahri said happily as she tilted her head. "I'm Ahri."
"H-Hi, Miss Ahri..." Harry replied. Ahri giggled, and the two returned to their meal.
Meanwhile, in a castle in Scotland.
Albus Dumbledore had just finished some paperwork for the day as he hummed a muggle song he heard once and popped a lemon drop into his mouth.
He looked out the window, wondering how he was going to spend the rest of his day. Then he remembered.
"I haven't paid a visit to Ahri in ages...Perhaps I will do that today." Dumbledore said as he stood up and stretched, getting rid of the kinks after sitting for several hours at a time.
"Best tell Minerva that I'll be away for a few hours before I go." Albus said as he walked through the door to talk with his Transfigurations teacher.
If he stayed a few seconds more, he would have noticed the instruments that were tied to the blood wards that surrounded the Dursley's house stopped moving, indicating that Harry was no longer there.
