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PLEASE READ: This chapter is a bit darker and does mention child prostitution. It does not go into details, but I wanted to warn you all.

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Lily sat sobbing as she listened to her husband. James didn't know all the details of her sweet Harry's life, but he knew enough for her to be able to paint a pretty nasty picture of her son's life.

Liam was pacing the room in agitation. His father tried to get him to leave the room, but he refused. He was tired of his parents lying and keeping things from him. He knew whatever his father had to say was going to be about his twin, and it wasn't going to be good news.
When his father started to explain what the Longbottoms found out about his brother, he was disgusted and horrified. Liam turned to his parents, his magic whipping around him. "This is all your fault. You did this to my twin, your own baby son."

"Son, we didn't know that this would happen, please try to understand. We were only doing what was best for Harry, we didn't know they would beat and starve him." explained James.

Liam just stood there staring at his parents like they were covered in hippogriff dung. Without saying a word, he turned and fled the room. As he approached the doors to the kitchen he froze. He could hear Neville's dad talking with someone through the door. Normally they would put a silencing charm up when they were having a serious discussion. Hearing his brothers name, he decided to go in and find out what he knew. He wasn't going to allow anyone to keep information about his twin from him.

Frank stopped talking when Liam entered the kitchen. He had just gotten back from searching the Dursley's house and was getting ready to fill Sirius and Remus in on what they found out. He was getting ready to order Liam out of the kitchen when he saw the look of determination in the teens eyes. What they found out was beyond a nightmare, but Liam deserved to know what happened to his twin.

Sirius looked to his godson and patted the seat on the bench next to him. Frank was just starting to tell them about Harry. He had been waiting for the last few hours to finally get to meet his long lost godson, but by the look on Frank's face, something terrible had happened.

"Amelia has taken the Dursley's into custody. What we found in that house was worse then anything we found at the height of Voldemort's terror. It made you question if Voldemort was right in that all muggles must be killed." snarled Frank. He was going to have to take a Dreamless sleep potion tonight. After what he saw, he was sure to have nightmares. Before coming to Grimmauld Place, he stopped to check in on his wife. She was so upset that his mother had to give her a calming draught and a Dreemless sleep.

"Did you find Harry?" asked Sirius dreading the answer.

Frank glanced at Liam then shook his head no. "Harry hasn't lived in that house since he was eight."

"Where is he?" asked Liam. His father didn't have many details, just that
Harry was seriously abused and neglected.

Frank closed his eyes and tried to will away the vomit that was trying to claw its way out of his throat. "His uncle sold him when he became to damaged to be of use to him."

Sirius grabbed his godsons arm when he went to stand up. "Please, start from the beginning." he asked shakily.

Frank sighed and grabbed a bottle of Fire Whiskey. Snatching up a few glasses, he poured a drink for himself and passed a drink to Sirius and Remus. After a few seconds of thought, he passed a glass of whiskey to a shocked Liam. "Harry's first three days were spent alone, scared and crying, shoved into a dirty, cleaning cupboard with poisonous cleaning supplies. In that time he wasn't changed, fed or given a bottle. They did try to find a way to contact James and Lily, but without access to an owl they had no way of reaching them. That same cupboard under the stairs became Harry's room, or more like prison. Harry was lucky if he got fed three times a week, but they did make him sit on the floor as they ate and fed their fat pig of a son."

"They made him watch them eat?" asked Remus horrified.

Frank looked to the werewolf and sadly nodded. "They just wouldn't eat in front of him, but they would taunt him with the food. They would hold food out to him and as soon as he would reach for it they would yank if away and laugh at him. They would give him rancid milk in his bottle and molded pieces of left over food. They would make him go so long wearing a dirty diaper that the sores would get so bad that he had couldn't walk. Harry quickly learned to not cry or make a sound and as far as we can tell, he stopped talking completely at two."

"What... What did they do to him if he cried or talked?" asked Liam weakly.

Frank took a large gulp of the Fire whiskey, relishing the burn. "At first it was just a smack to the bottom, but it quickly progressed to face slaps, punches, kicks and beltings."

Liam was shaking so bad that his whiskey was sloshing over the sides of his glass. "I would dream of being locked up in a small space, scared and hurt." He said in a whisper. Sirius wrapped his arm around his pup's shoulder. "I never understood why I felt that way, but because of those dreams I have always had the fear of small dark spaces."

"It's the twins bond." said Remus, taking a sip of his whiskey. "The two of you were incredibly close, and even as a baby you were protective of Harry. If you were given a bottle first, you would always hand it to Harry. When they first brought you and Harry home, Lily had a beautiful nursery set up with separate cribs. You screamed nonstop until James figured out that it was Harry you wanted. As soon as they put Harry in the crib with you, you stopped crying and fell asleep."

Liam couldn't stop the tears from falling. How could his parents separate him from his twin. "How was I after they sent Harry away?"

"You screamed and cried. For a week you refused to eat and you would spend the day looking for him." Sirius rubbed his face with his hand and was shocked to find them wet, he didn't even know that he was crying. "You crawled around the house for hours calling 'Haaawy, wha ars yous'. Lily had to give you pediatric Dreamless Sleep just to get you to sleep at night."

Liam placed a hand over his heart. The image of him desperately searching for his brother burned itself in his brain.

"Your father took down and locked away any pictures that had Harry in them." added Remus. "All Harry's furniture and toys are locked away in the attic at your house too."

After a few minutes of silence, Frank continued. "When Harry tuned three they started him on small chores, and by the time be was five he was doing all the cooking."

"Food that he probably wasn't allowed to eat." sneered Sirius.

Frank nodded his head. "Lily's sister would stand guard and if he tried to eat something she would either smack him with a spatula, of burn his small hand on the stove. At the age of five, Harry wasn't even the size of a three year old. They had him stand on a chair with their sons booster seat on it in order for him to reach the stove. When they didn't have him working, he was locked in his cupboard which didn't even have a mattress, just the baby blanket he was left with and a small stuffed dog that looked like Padfoot." Frank looked to Sirius and cringed when he saw the pained look on the mans face.

"For the twins first birthday I gave Harry a stuffed dog that looked like Padfoot, and Liam a stuffed wolf that looked like Moony. Harry loved that dog and took it everywhere with him." Sirius smiled at Liam. "Your first bout of accidental magic was when you were thirteen months old. Lily had misplaced Harry's stuffy and she couldn't find it. Harry's little heart was broken and he started to cry. Harry hardly ever cried. James use to worry that there was something wrong with him because of it. When you heard Harry crying, you started to cry too. We were speechless when you held out your hand and summoned the stuffy for Harry." said Sirius proudly.

Liam growled. "They told me that summoning my bottle was my first bout of accidental magic. Everything was a lie." He cried, throwing his hands up in the air.

"What happened next?" asked Remus.

Frank looked at the trio a long time before getting the courage up you speak. "Harry's sixth birthday was where things got..." Frank couldn't think of a word to describe how terrible it was.

"Frank, what happened to my pup?" asked Sirius.

"James and Lily left Harry with enough money to see him live comfortably for at least seventeen years. Not a penny of that money was used on Harry, and by the time he was six, the Dursley's had blown through every last cent. Vernon had gotten the idea after watching a news segment on child pornagrphy. It started off with just pictures of Harry being posed naked, but then he started making video's." Frank and Sirius may be purebloods but because of them being Auror's, they knew a lot about muggles and muggle technology. Lily was a muggleborn so Liam knew about muggle devises, too.

Sirius lunged to his feet and started pacing. His poor pup, what kind of a sick bastard does that to a child? What kind of horrors did Harry suffer? Remus laid his head on the dark wood table and covered it with his arms. It was close to the full moon and Moony was howling with grief and anger.

"Vernon started making a fortune posting videos of Harry on the internet, and it was long until the bastard took it to the next level." Frank grabbed another bottle of whiskey and poured everyone, including Liam, another glass.

"What do you mean by 'next level'?" asked a visibly shaking Liam? He knew what Auror Longbottom meant, but he had to hear it to believe it.

"We found two boxes full of CD's, the monster taped everything that was done to Harry. I'm disgusted over how many muggle men out there subscribe to child pornagrphy. Vernon started getting requests from some of these men to be able to spend an hour or two with Harry. The sum of money they were offering was too much for Vernon to pass up. Once a week he would send his wife and son out and then he would let the highest bidder into the house and let them have free rein over Harry." Frank's heart broke at seeing the anguish in the three men's eyes. What monster would force themselves on a six year old boy? "I'm not going to get into details of what was on the videos, but I will personally hunt down every man and make sure that they can never hurt another innocent child."

Liam stumbled to his feet and made it to the trash can just in time to lose his stomach. Curling into a ball on the kitchen floor, Liam started sobbing. He remembered when he was six, he was learning how to fly on a broom and having sleepovers at his best friend Neville's house. He didn't even know anything about sex until he was twelve, and even now at fifteen, he was still a virgin.

A crying Remus knelt down and started comforting Liam. What do you say after learning something as horrible as that? The old stand by of 'everything will be ok' is a lie. It wasn't ok, and it never would be.

"Is he dead?" pleaded Sirius. "Is my sweet little pup dead?" Sirius was dying inside. For years he had searched for Harry along with Remus, but they never thought to look with Lily's sister. They knew that Lily's sister and husband were spiteful, evil people. Never in a million years did they suspect that James and Lily would send their baby to them.

"We don't know Sirius, but we are following up on some leads. After Harry was sold to a man who specialized in child sex trafficking, the trail grows cold." said Frank softly.

Sirius was openly weeping now. "Why,,,,, why did he sell Harry if he was making him so much money?" cried Sirius. The thought of Harry being sexually abused at his uncles house was horrible enough, but finding out that he was sold to Merlin only knows who, made him want to lock himself away and die.

Frank ran a shaking hand through his hair. He had been up for over forty eight hours and he was exhausted. Sadly, he wouldn't be getting sleep anytime soon. After this he had to go back to the office and help sort through all the evidence. He planned to hunt every man on those videos down and see that they got the Dementors kiss. They also needed to get a search party going to see if they could find the Potter boy, even if it was just to recover his broken body and give him a peaceful resting place.

Frank looked back at his two long time friends. Remus was sitting on the floor leaning against the cabinets cradling a sobbing Liam in his arms. Sirius was pacing the room like a caged wild animal. "Harry may have never spoke a word, but his eyes spoke for him. His eyes were even more enchanting then Lily's. It seems that his eyes freaked out one of Vernon's customers." Frank took a deep breath and noisily blew it back out again. "The man took some kind of cleaning fluid and poured it into both of Harry's eyes, blinding him." Frank closed his eyes when he heard poor Liam retching again. How little Harry survived such hell for so long was beyond him.

Sirius stumbled to the bench and collapsed. He was breathing so hard that he was close to hyperventilating. This was his fault, he should have tried harder to find his pup.

"With Harry blind, he could no longer work around the house. Vernon got offered a very large sum of money for him, so he sold him." added Frank, barely above a whisper.

Severus and Moody walked into the kitchen and froze. Cursing, Severus dug through his robes and pulled out a calming draught and a stomach soother and forced Liam to drink them. After Liam was taken cars of, Severus handed calming draughts to both Remus and Sirius. He couldn't fault them for needing them, Merlin knows, he has had to take three of them himself.

"Were you able to find anything out?" asked Frank. Severus and Moody were heading to Harry's last known location. The man Harry was sold to, took the child to a child prostitution house. Men could come, look over the boys, then buy them for how many hours they wanted. Each child had their own room in which they 'entertained' the men in.

Moody grunted and took a seat at the end of the table. Taking a pain potion from Severus, he gulped it in one shot. All that walking through London had made his bad leg ache. "From what we can tell, Harry was there for six months and his working name was Shade, due to the sunglasses he wore to hide his eyes. We were able to track down an older kid who use to work there, but escaped the night of the fire."

"Fire?" Sirius asked in a choked voice.

Severus nodded. "That's where things get interesting. He said on that particular night Harry was bought by a man who had been known to get so ruff with the boys, that four of them died the day after he was finished with them. This kid, who is currently homeless, told us that he heard screaming coming from Shade's room. Minutes later the man came flying out of Shade's room covered in flames, and in the process he ended up setting the curtains and furniture on fire. All the boys were able to escape in the chaos because the owner of the place took off. If he would have been caught by the police for child sex trafficking, he would have spent life in prison."

"Do you think Harry's magic started the fire?" asked Remus.

"Yes, I believe it did." answered Moody.

"What about my brother?" sobbed Liam.

"According to the homeless kid, Harry was able to escape with the rest of the kids. From what he knows, Harry has been living homeless on the streets for the past six years." finished Moody.

Liam stumbled to his feet. "We have to start searching for him. Please, we have to bring him home." pleaded Liam.

"Amelia has every available Auror out searching for him. She even called in some of the retired boys. Everyone is taking this very seriously. If Harry is out there, we will find him." grunted Moody.

Severus addressed Liam. "There is a potion I can brew, it is considered dark because it uses blood, but it can help us track down Harry. I am pretty sure that is why The Dark Lord wanted you. The potion calls for your blood."

Liam frantically nodded his head. "Anything, I will do anything to find my twin. Take as much blood as you need, hell, take a leg, I will give everything up for Harry."

Severus motioned Liam forward and pulled out a knife. "I'm sorry, we can't do this using magic, it will interfere with the potion." Liam didn't hesitate offering his hand to the potion master. He wasn't exaggerating, he would give up anything to find his twin brother.

"Do you think the HE will brew the potion to track Harry?" asked Remus, referring to Voldemort.

"Indeed" answered Severus. "Draco is the only one capable of brewing such a complicated potion, and I will make sure he procrastinates." Severus was outed as a spy a few months back and barely escaped alive. Since then, Draco has been spying for them, when he was able to. Draco was too young to be a Death Eater, but with the Dark Lord living in his house, he heard a lot. Draco didn't want to become a Death Eater, but he was going to hang in there until he was forced to take the mark, he would then flee to the Order for protection.

Severus capped the vial full of Liam's blood then stood up. "This will take two weeks to brew, but if Harry is alive, we will find him with it. Sirius, may I use your lab?" Sirius stared blankly at Severus, but nodded his approval.

"Where are you going boy? demanded Moody of Liam. Liam was briskly heading for the kitchen door.

"To look for my brother." snapped Liam, daring Moody to stop him.

Moody stared at the boy then smirked at him. "Not alone your not. You wouldn't last five minutes on those tough streets." the ex Auror stood up. "Let's go, we have a lot of miles to cover." he grumbled. Liam was taken aback at the mans actions. He thought Moody would have demanded that he stayed behind and called his parents.

Sirius knocked back the rest of his whiskey. "Wait for me, Padfoot's nose can come in handy."

"Me too" offered Remus. "I don't plan of resting until I know that Harry is safe. Also, if I stay here, I will probably end up in Azkaban for killing James." he growled.