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WARNINGS: Child Abuse!
New Awakening
Chapter 1 – The Broken Boy
Remus Lupin used to hate night time, but since Lily Potter and her best friend Severus Snape invented a potion to prevent werewolves from transforming on the full moon he has grown to like it quite a bit. Spending ten months out of twelve on a school full of children, teaching class after class of Defence Against the Dark Arts and grading papers the night was the only peaceful time he had to stay with his family. Not tonight, though. Tonight he had to make sure there were no students strolling around after curfew.
It was during one of his night strolls that he saw a blinding light engulf the open room on his left. He carefully entered the barely used classroom with wand on his hand and at first saw nothing. As his eyes adjusted to the darkness – yes, he still has his werewolf senses, the potion only blocked the transformation – he saw a small lump on the furthest corner of the room. As he got closer his keen senses could smell blood and body odour. It was a small boy and he looked like death itself.
He looked like he was seven or eight, you could see his way too thin figure limp on the floor inside a growing pool of blood. His ribs were showing through his shirt that was glued to his body by blood and his arm was in a deformed condition. His hands were burning red.
Remus quickly sent a message through a Patronus – a silvery mist creature that was able to transmit a message in the caster's voice and ward off Dementors – to the headmaster and to Poppy Pomfrey, the school's mediwitch before carefully picking up the black haired boy, who looked surprisingly familiar to him but he couldn't put a finger on it.
He walked as quickly as he could without joisting the boy to the Hospital Wing, Getting there Poppy was waiting for him and the little boy with an arsenal of potions but even tough the message said he was in a terrible condition the mediwitch couldn't suppress a gasp when she saw the bleeding figure.
Soon enough she went into a full healer mode and motioned for Remus to lay the boy on the bed before casting a vanishing spell on his clothes, leaving him only in his underwear.
There was a huge and deep gash on his stomach, which was bleeding a lot and looked infected and many minor cuts that had been forced open from their cicatrisation process. His hands had third degree burns, his legs were full of haematomas and handprints as were his arms. His nose was clearly broken and there was a lighting bolt scar on his forehead that was clearly reopened with a sharp object.
She then began to ask questions as she cast charm after charm, spell after spell on the dying boy.
"Who is this boy, Remus?" She asked while a floating quill and parchment listed all the injuries the boy has ever had. "I've never seen him here before. Is he a first year?"
"I don't know, Poppy. I didn't see him at the sorting. As I told you, all I saw was a blinding light coming from an unused classroom and this little boy lying there in a pool of blood. He looks too young to be a first year, though."
The quill was still writing.
At that moment, Albus Dumbledore entered the room.
"What happened, Remus, my boy? You said you found an injured boy?"
Remus nodded to the bed. "Do you know who is he, Albus?"
The quill stopped writing when the parchment was close to hitting the floor.
Albus shook his head as Poppy started to read out loud the enormous list to herself and treat the most immediate ones.
She cleaned the cuts and lacerations, and bandaged them and healed the most serious ones.
"I can't do it, Albus. I can use more magic on this boy. His level of core magic is extremely low from prolonged glamours and from trying to heal his injuries. If I use one more spell on this boy his core may zero. We will have to use salves, Potions and Muggle ways of treatment until his level of magic increases. But let me tell you something: the injuries of this boy weren't just from a fall or children fight. Someone wanted to hurt him, bad."
They stared at each other and then at the pale boy lying on the now clean sheets.
"Who is he, Albus?" Poppy asked again.
"I don't know, I don't know." The headmaster sighed. "There's only one way to know, now. We need to contact the his parents and we can't wait for him to wake up." Albus Dumbledore said in a grave voice.
Poppy grabbed a scalp and made a small cut on the boy's hand, letting three drops of blood fall in a blank parchment before putting gauze to stop the bleeding.
"Hold it there, will you, Remus?" Remus did as asked as Poppy made intricate moves with her wand and whispered 'revelabit hereditario', a quill appeared and started to write.
Name: Harry James Potter
Son of: James Charlus Potter (deceased) and Lily Rose Evans Potter (deceased)
Grandson of: Charlus William Potter (deceased) and Dorea Chara Black (deceased) – PATERNAL SIDE - and Lucas Bertie Evans (deceased) and Iris Veronica Green Evans (deceased) – MATERNAL SIDE.
Nephew of: Petunia Iris Evans Dursley and Vernon Bruce Dursley – MATERNAL SIDE
Cousin of: Dudley Vernon Dursley – MATERNAL SIDE.
"That can't be." Poppy said as she read the genealogical tree.
Dumbledore nodded and smiled. "Remus, have you talked to Lily and James? Are they well?"
"Yes, why are you ask… Wait, what have they in common with this boy? You're not saying…"
"Alas, my boy. Better send a Patronus to them, then it seems little Harry here is their son."
"Albus, there's something wrong with this spell." Remus said shaking his head. "It says Lily and James and their parents are dead and he is their son. How is that even possible?"
"Have you ever heard about Alternative Dimensions, my boy?" Albus asked with a twinkle in his eyes.
Lily and James were in their living room both of them quiet thinking about the empty space their son, Theo, left now that he went to Hogwarts.
"What am I to do now, James? Now that Theo is gone. The house will be empty!"
"Work on your potions, Lils. And maybe we can start thinking about having another one." James raised his eyebrows with a suggestive look.
Lily sighed. "James-" She started her voice careful.
It was then that Dumbledore's Phoenix Patronus appeared, illuminating the room in a bluish light.
"Floo to Hogwarts' Hospital Wing, quick. A matter of great importance has appeared." Then it was gone.
"Oh, Merlin! What happened to Theo? Is he hurt? Come on, James." Lily said grabbing the jar of floo powder and flooing to the school, followed closely by James.
As soon as the Patronus was gone, Poppy Pomfrey started to involve Harry's left arm in a muggle cast, having put the pieces of broken bones in place with magic before and did the same with his leg.
She wrapped his hands in a white gauze moistened with burning salve and bandaged his torso.
Then, the fireplace lit up with green flames and Lily Potter stepped out of it closely followed by her husband.
"What is it? What's wrong with Theo?" Lily said looking around frantically in search for her auburn haired son.
"Calm down, Lily. This has nothing to do with Theo." Remus said looking tired in a way that reminded them of when he used to transform.
"Then why…?" James asked putting an arm around Lily.
"Something happened tonight that has only happened twice in the past. Lily, James, it seems little Harry here is your son and –" The headmaster said gravely.
"Wait! That's impossible! I would remember if I had another son, headmaster. My second son died in my womb. " Lily Potter said eyes on fire.
"and he came from an Alternative Dimension."
There was three seconds of silence before James asked.
"Are you sure?" He said staring at everyone, one by one.
They all nodded.
"How is that possible, Albus?" Lily's face went from annoyed to awed. I've read theories but what has triggered it? It has to have some trigger factor to happen and if it happens." Lily asked running her hand through her auburn locks.
"Alas, we do not know for sure, my dear. All we know is that he was badly hurt."
"How and why? Why would I let my son get badly hurt without treatment?" Lily asked.
"That's the point, you see? In his world, you're dead. And you too, James. And his grandparents as well, on both sides."
Lily and James paled before the Potions Mistress started to cry.
"There's more, Lily." This time it was Poppy who said. "He has every symptoms of an abused child."
"WHAT?" James shouted.
"Too short for his age, signs of starvation, lacerations possibly made by a whip, marks of a belt, burns, asphyxia in the past, broken bones, purple and swollen eyes, haematomas, handprints."
Lily was sobbing beside the bed now while James was cursing heaven and hell to himself.
"There's more. There are indications that abuse was also sexual."
Lily was a strong woman, but at that statement she went limp.
To be continued…
A/N: Hello there!
Thank you so much for all the follows, favourites and reviews. This is not my best chapter but it was just to introduce the story, just like the prologue. In the next chapter, Harry wakes up.
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