J.K Rowling owns all charterers. WARNING: UNDERAGED HARRY, SLUSH, M/M, MENTION OF CHILD ABUSE VERY GRAFJIC AND RAPE
Pairing: HARRY/ LUCIUS M.
ALL MISTAKES ARE MINE. DO NOT READ IF IT OFFANDS YOU!
Chapter 1 part 2
After we shook hands, he started to pull me towards him. I held back a wince; my dislocated shoulder throbbed with instance pain. If I was not used to it, I would have been on the ground, screaming from all the bruises, cuts, broken bones, sprained bones, burns, and stomach pains.
"This is Crabbe and this is Goyle, oh and I am Draco Malfoy," He said proudly. I smiled at him and nodded to the other two boys. I briefly wondered if Crabbe and Goyle where twins or if they just looked alike. Draco turned to me and opened his mouth, but the ugly lady came back.
"Thank you for waiting, it is time to go into the great hall, there you will be put in houses. Once you are put in a house, you are going to be there for the next 7 years." After she said that, everyone became silent. I started to shake, I didn't know what houses they were talking about but I hoped that I would get to stay with Draco. The desire to protect and watch out for him would make me insane if I didn't get to stay with him. Once we walked into the room, my jaw dropped. It was beautiful and huge, and no words where to describe what I saw. The lady started talking and I realized I had missed almost all the conversation, because she started calling names out.
Ron Weasely! He sat up on a high chair, and everyone was quite.
"GRYFFINDOR!"
I watched other people come up, not really paying attention to the people who went up there but the houses they were sorted into. There was GRYFFINDOR, HUFFLEPUFF, RAVENCLAW, and SLYTHERIN. When Draco got called I watched him like a hawk. The hat bearly touched his head and screamed
SLYTHERIN
Draco smiled and went to sit with the other two boys I met, I stopped listening when suddenly someone pushed me.
"Harry Potter?" The lady called. I walked to her and she gestured to the chair, I went and sat down then she put the hat on me.
"Hello little one," someone said.
"Who's there?" I asked inside my mind. But the person didn't answer just stayed silent for a minute.
"You are brave little one, to go through all that pain, and to hide it so well. Abused, used, and tortured by those who were meant to love and protect you. The love you already have for the blond arrogant boy. You would be good in Gryffindor, but your instance would make you insane, if you were always from the blond one. You are brave, and you are loyal, but you are a Slytherin at the very heart. Do you wish for me to put you in Slytherin or Gryffindor. You would do well in both." The voice said and this time I realized it was the hat!
"I want to be with Draco, but how did you know of the abuse?" I asked.
"I know everything about you little one, I have seen everything. I will put you in…
SLYTHERIN!
The hat called out. I stood up and looked at everyone. No one clapped for me, and I started to shake, were they going to hurt me? I looked at the huge table with all the old people. The black haired teacher was staring right at me, he nodded his head towards the slytherin table and I slowly walked to it. Nobody said ANYTHING. Just stared at me. I sat next to Draco, and tears started to roll down my eyes. I didn't do anything… Or at least I didn't think I did anything. All the sudden Draco started to clap. I looked at him and he smiled down at me, the patted my bruised and burned back. I couldn't help but wince at the pain. He looked at me worriedly, and people started to clap for me, most the people of my house. I smiled a little and the boys around me started to pat me on the back. I winced once more, then put a mask on my face. One of the boys slapped me hard on my worst burn, the one that Uncle Vernon poured grease on then held the hot pan to the back. I remembered screaming with agony.
WARNING ABUSED FLASH BACK!
I was cooling some bacon, trying not to burn it when Dudley came in. He pushed me aside and kicked me hard in the ribs then ran off. I laid there for a minute, then remembered the food. I stood up as quickly as I could and saw the bacon was burned. I shivered with fear, then Uncle Vernon came in.
"BOY WHAT IS THAT SMELL!? DID YOU DARE TO BURN MY FOOD?" He demanded harshly. I nodded and uncle smirked evily at me. My heart sunk, and I started to shake.
"P. ..plea..pleasse.I. I. Diddn. Didn't m. m…mmm ean to." I pleaded but it was no use.
"Take off your shirt and lay down on the floor!" He yelled. I did what he told me to do, knowing that if I didn't it would be 10 times worse. I waited for the belt, but it didn't come. I turned and looked at him; he was staring at me with a thoughtful expression. Then he smirked, really big. He grabbed the pan, and dumped the burned food and grease all over my back. I screamed, it hurt so badly. I felt like someone was slowly burning my body. I had been burned before, but this time, I could feel it burn though my skin. I would feel it touch my bone, I screamed and tried to move, but uncle Vernon was holding me down. He then pressed the hot pan on my back. I wished I was dead. I could hear my skin sizzle eating away my back. I smelt burning flesh, before the world went blank.
ABUSE SCENE OVER!
I felt someone shake me, I looked and saw Draco looking at me with concern, and I shook my head, and then noticed all the food.
"Are you ok?" He asked I smiled at him and nodded. I didn't want to talk unless I had to. I started putting some food on my plate, and when he say that I was "Fine" he did the same. Draco turned to his side and started to talk to Crabbe. I slowly took a bit of the chicken I put on my plate. It hurt to eat, so I put it down, and pushed my plate away. I closed my eyes, and was happy to notice my thoughts where blank. I smiled to myself. I loved when my brain didn't let me think. If I was thinking, it would be bad, I could remember. I never wanted to remember. When I opened my eyes, I noticed Draco staring at me.
"Aren't you hungry? You didn't eat much," He said worriedly. I smiled at him, he was worried about me. I wanted to hug him, and tell him everything was alright, that I was fine as long as he was. But I was sure that would scare him to death so I cleared my raw bloody throat and spoke.
"I'm fine, I ate a lot before I came here," I lied easily. He seemed to believe it, and then the old grandpa guy stood up and started to talk about what we were allowed to do and what we were not allowed to do. I paid close attention to him; I didn't want to get beaten for doing something wrong. Once he finished the dark haired teacher stood and the other kids stood up so I did to. He nodded his head towards the door, and everyone in my house started to walk out. Once we reached a room with a painting of a guy, some guy spoke a word loud and clear.
"MUDEBLOOD"
The painting swung open and the dark haired guy walked in, everyone followed. Once we were inside he started to talk.
"Hello Slytherins, those who have been here know what I expect and want so you can be excused. First years stay where you are." He commanded and the other's left. A few of use stood there waiting for him to direct us to be good slytherins.
"Hello, I am professor Snape, and I am head of the house, if you need anything come talk to me. I expect a lot from all of you.
Good Grades.
Don't start trouble, but if you do, don't get caught
If you need someone to talk to, come talk to me or the 7th years
Everyone thinks we are bad, don't look for the other houses for help. We stand up for ourselves, that means if one of the other houses are picking on you or someone else from slytherin and you don't stand up for them, you will lose points and get dentation with me.
Is that clear?" He asked and we nodded. He waved his hand to dismiss us.
"Mister potter stay behind." He said and everyone left. I stood there in front of him. He looked down at me.
"Follow me," he said and started to talk away. I followed him until we reached a room that look like a hospital. I started to shake. He put his hand on my back to keep me from running but I flinched and hissed out in pain. He looked worriedly at me.
"Don't worry; nobody is going to hurt you Mr. Potter," He said and gently guided me inside. Once inside I saw an older lady wearing a hospital suite talking to a blond guy. The blond guy was dressed in fancy clothing and I could tell he was very beautiful. He looked up at me, as if he felt my gaze, suddenly those ice blue eyes looked intensely at me. I felt whole, loved and I wanted him.