Disclaimer, Warnings … see Chapter 1

Warning: Violence, Adult Language

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Dark Love

Chapter 3

Harry Potter crashed into bed after a hard day of chores form his relatives. He hated the Dursleys. They were cruel and the only thing that held him form hexing them so bad that they would get a free trip to St. Mungos was the fact that he didn't want to go to Azkaban.

After his strange Dream the night before Harry was still very much confused. He hadn't had much time to over think his dream with all the chores his aunt had handed him that day. And on top of that he was very hungry. All he had gotten to eat was a small slice of old bread and two withered leafs of Salad. He had given the Salad to Hedwig since she was locked in her cage by Uncle Vernon.

Harry was lying on his bed thinking about this dream – Veela Vision as Draco had called it. He was so involved in his musings that he didn't notice he had used the blond's first name and not his last.

While Harry was deep in thoughts an owl soared through his open bedroom window and landed on his headboard. Harry shot up startled. Then he smiled it was Remus owl Moonlight. He leaned over to her and freed her of her burden (some food, and a letter from Sirius and Remus).

He ripped the letter open and read:

Harry,

We are going to fetch you tomorrow, screw what the old coot says!

Then there was a change in Handwriting, were Remus had taken the quill from Sirius.

We do actually have the permission to get you from the Dursleys. We will be at Privet Drive tomorrow 12:00 a.m. (Dumbledore told us to pick you up at 12 p.m. but we just say we thought he said a.m. not p.m.)

Love Remus

And Sirius

Harry shook his head and laughed, those two they would always be marauders. He looked at his alarm clock it was 11:45 a.m. Fuck! I have to get my trunk and everything back from the cupboard under the stairs, before Sirius and Remus arrive. How am I supposed to do this, with those stupid muggles in my way?

Harry bit his lip, thinking. But he was too late. The Doorbell rang just the moment Harry had thought out the most ridiculous, reckless, gryffindorish Plan.
Harry ran as fast as he could to get to the door before Uncle Vernon. But again he was too late.

"How dare you to come to my house in the middle of the night, you freakish pack." Uncle Vernon hissed so he wouldn't disturb the neighbours.

Remus growled very quietly, he hated the fat muggle man, who was supposed to take care of his cub, but did nothing but treat him worse than a house elf.

"Calm down, Moony it won't do Harry any good if you were shipped of to Azkaban for murdering his worthless muggle uncle. He needs you out of prison."

Harry almost crashed into Uncle Vernons meaty back.

"Moony, Padfoot! You're here already. I thought you would arrive at 12:00 a.m." Harry lied breathlessly.

Uncle Vernon grabbed Harry at his collar and slammed him into the wall. Harry let out a wheeze as the air was squeezed out of his lungs.

"What do you mean, did you know those freaks were coming to my house?" Uncle Vernon bellowed as he shook Harry with every word. "Answer me you worthless…"

And suddenly Harry was free again. But Uncle Vernon was pressed against the opposite Wall. Sirius held him at his throat and growled at him. Uncle Vernon looked as if he was about to piss his pants.

While Sirius was strangling Vernon, Remus was fussing about Harry. "Are you ok, Harry? Did that fat Muggle hurt you? Should I let Sirius kill him?".

"No Moony, Sirius can't kill him. That would only cause trouble for him, as he is a wanted man and such." Harry coughed.

"Damn. I really wanted to kill this stupid piece of shite."

"Some other time Padfoot." Remus reassured his best friend.

"Oh ok, but can I hex him a tiny bit, please? Just a little bit, nothing too painful even." Sirius said in a pleading voice.

"Hmm… Yes you can hex him a bit. And you can make it as painful as you want, I really don't care." Harry said.

"Uh Yes, what am I going to do to you, huh?" Sirius asked the chalk white Vernon Dursley. "Oh I know!" he said with an evil grin. And he waved his wand over Uncle Vernons Body. The Muggle who had wet himself by now passed out because he was so afraid.

"Disgusting" Sirius breathed.

"So cub, where are your things?" Remus asked Harry.

Harry looked from Remus to Sirius and then to Uncle Vernon. I wonder if they hex Uncle Vernon again if I tell them that he and Aunt Petunia locked my trunk and my other stuff away. Harry thought. Well it would serve him right. He sighed and pointed to the cupboard under the stairs.

Sirius and Remus gaze followed Harrys hand to the cupboard. "There? They took your things from you and locked them away?" Remus asked angrily. The only reason he hadn't hexed the muggle was because he knew Sirius wouldn't let him get away easily. But taking Harrys things away from him and locking them away? That was too much. What else had those muggles done to Harry?

"Yes they always take my things the moment I come here and only give them back when it is time to go to Hogwarts." Harry explained. "They make me do their housework and cook for them. The only year I could keep my stuff was the summer before fourth year, because they were afraid Sirius would come after them when they treat me poorly. But someone told them it was ok and you wouldn't come. So they treated me like they did before." Harry ranted all that was on his heat out to Sirius and Remus.

"Those filthy muggles they are going to pay! I promise you this! And this someone! He is going to suffer! Just like you suffered!" Sirius vowed. Remus growled in agreement. And a faint glow surrounded both of them. They had made a wizards oath.

Sirius stepped up to the cupboard and took Harrys things from it , shrunk them and put them away in his pocket. Then he turned around and faced Harry again, who had an completely shocked expression on his face. Remus smiled at Harry and put an arm around his shoulders.

"Come on Harry, let's go to the Black Manor." Remus said.

"Black Manor? You mean Grimmauld Place right?"

"No I mean Black Manor. You didn't think an old pureblood family as the Blacks only has Grimmauld Place do you? Those are two of many estates owned by the Black family." Sirius answered.

"But why didn't you hid in one of the other estates when you were in hiding?" Harry asked confused.

"Lets get there and then we talk. The walls have ears these days." Remus said.

And with that he reached inside his robes and took a port key out of them. "It activates with a password." He said. "So Harry are you ready? Do you have everything? Yes? Ok then hold on."

Remus, Sirius and Harry were holding on to an old golden watch and waiting. "Gryffindors rule!" Sirius said. And the trio felt the familiar tuck behind their navels and they were gone.

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They appeared in a elegant white marble entrance Hall that was almost as big as the entrance Hall at Hogwarts. There was white marble everywhere. It was beautiful. Sirius led the way from the entrance Hall through the east wing over to the west wing. Where he stopped in front of two big double wing doors.

"These are your rooms Harry." He said with a smile and stepped aside to let Harry go first. Harry stepped around his godfather and pushed the door open. He found himself in a elegantly furnished sitting room that held two more doors. He crossed the sitting room and opened the first door. It led to a little Study/Private Library. He closed the door again and walked to the other. He opened it and was in the most beautiful bedroom he had ever seen. It held an enormous king-sized bed*, a walk in closet and two panorama windows with view of the country side. A door led to his bathroom with a pool sized tub with a waterfall and a rainforest shower. There was a double sink made out of marble and super luxury towels and a bathrobe hanging at the door.

When Harry had inspected his new rooms to his hearts contend he walked back into the sitting room and set down opposite of Remus and Sirius.

"Do you like your bedroom? I furnished it myself." Sirius said gloating with pride.

"I love it. Thank you so much Sirius!" Harry beamed at his godfather. "But there are some things that bother me."

"What is it? I'll change it right away!" Sirius said, slightly nervous.

"It's not the rooms Siri." Harry reassured his godfather. "It's what you said at the Dursleys. Why is it that you couldn't hide out here? And why do you mistrust the headmaster? If you mistrust him at all"

"Well your second question answers your first. And Yes, we do not trust Dumbledore and you shouldn't either. He is the most manipulative, meddling person on this planet. He knew I was innocent all these years. He could have saved me from prison. But we suspect that he wanted you under his thump. As his little puppet, his perfect weapon." Sirius started. He looked at Harry and was shocked to see a cold, angry look on his godsons face.

"I knew he meddled with my life but the extent of his meddling is more than even I thought!" Harry growled viciously. How dare this old fart to push people around like chessmen! This wasn't a game this was life, damnit! Well Dumbledore was going to pay. He not only destroyed Harrys live but Sirius as well! This was making him so angry Harry thought he was going to explode.

"What do you know about Dumbledore Harry" Remus asked with a bad feeling.

"Well I know that he had encouraged the Dursleys in their behaviour towards me, that he orchestrated all my little adventures at school. And that he is hiding and keeping information from me." Harry listed what he knew and suspected about Albus Dumbledore.

Remus nodded that was what he had suspected as well. This was going to be a long and tiresome battle if they couldn't even trust their own side in this war.

After the talk with Remus and Sirius Harry took a baht in his pool size bathtub and relaxed while thinking about what they had said. But those thoughts were pushed aside by thoughts of the dream he had last night. Draco Malfoy and this Veela Vision. Should I tell Siri and Remy about it? He wondered while he got ready for bed. Well I think about it tomorrow he decided as he drifted to sleep with a smile on his face.

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AN: Link of Harrys new bed: http : / / theluxbeat. com/ wp-content /uploads /2011 /01 /%C2%A34-million-Baldacchino-Supreme-Bed-1 .bmp

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