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Two figures made their way to the clean-cut, suburban house. Muggles live like this? In a house that looks identical to at least 10 others and looks like a big, brick cube with windows. There was a small lamp above the brown door. They didn't bother with pleasantries. To hurt a magical child was one of the worst crimes that existed. Not even the worst parents in the wizarding world, death eaters, hurt their children. Their child's' magic would react to their injuries and would backlash onto whoever hurt them. There's also the fact that they would report it and it would, most definitely, land them in Azkaban for at least 3 years. That meant that something bad had happened. They weren't sure why Harry's' magic didn't stop his beefy uncle from hurting him.

'It could have been the magic-suppressors' Severus wondered. He knew that by suppressing someone's magic put a strain on their life force. Witches and Wizards don't just use magic, they are magic. Magic-suppressors stopped wizards or witches from using most of their power when using spells and by using one it meant that the victim had to get the magic from somewhere else to make up for the lack of magic. And so they used their life force as a substitute. This meant that the magic-suppressors not only drained his life force, they also prevented him from defending himself. Lucius and Severus were almost certain that they knew who did this to Harry. There was only one person that wanted to use his power, to control him, to kill him.

Lucius and Severus reached the door of #4 Privet Drive. A quiet 'Alohomora' opened the door for them. The first thing they saw was a long corridor that held 2 doors and a stair case. Lucius nodded towards the first door. They heard loud and angry sounds from within.

"That FREAK will get it!" boomed a loud, masculine voice, from the room they were about to enter. Lucius didn't bother with knocking on the door or announcing his presence, he just walked into the room as if he didn't have a care in the world. They heard a loud shriek coming from one of the adults. Severus hardly recognised her. Petunia Evans; no, Petunia Dursley. Time had not been kind to her. Not that he really cared. She had been horrid to Lily all her life, and it seemed that she had been just as horrid to her nephew. It seemed that she recognised him as quickly as he had recognised her.

"What are you FREAKS doing in my house?! GET OUT!" said the fat lump that was looking at them from the sofa.

"I would SHUT UP and be QUIET" came Lucius's' calm yet loud answer. He took out his wand and silently cast a Petrificus and a Silencio on the unsuspecting victims in front of him.

"Now, Severus, please pass me the Veritaserum," when Severus did so, he continued "this is a truth potion. All your dirty little secrets will be known. We will find out EVERYTHING that you've done to Harry, and trust me when I say this, you'll pay for everything that you've done" he said sharply. Lucius Malfoy was disgusted with these Muggles. Contrary to popular belief, he didn't actually want the Muggles to be killed, but people like the Dursleys were making him rethink his choices. He put 3 drops on the lump of lard in front of him, and watched as his eyes became glazed over.

"What is your name?" he questioned him.

"Vernon Dursley"

"Does Harry Potter live here?"

"Yes"

Lucius turned towards Severus.

"It seems to be working. Let's begin." He turned back to Vernon Dursley.

"How long have you harmed Harry Potter?" Lucius wasn't sure he wanted to know the full extent of the harm they caused Harry. He was afraid of what he would do to them, which was another reason why he brought Severus with him. Severus would stop him from harming them, much. And he was a Potions Master, so he could acquire Veritaserum and its' antidote easily.

"Since he was left on this doorstep" His words froze the wizards. Left on a doorstep?

"What do you mean 'since he was left on this doorstep'?"

"That crack-pot wizard left him in a basket on the doorstep with a letter." He answered.

Lucius turned to Severus again. The Boy-Who-Lived was left on a doorstep on Halloween Night with a blanket? What was that fool thinking? Leaving a baby outside in the cold, October Night when muggles could have taken him or harmed him, the old man was definitely crazy.

"Tell me everything that you've done to Harry" This time it was Severus that asked the question. They were both afraid of what they would hear. When the male Dursley finally told them everything single injury that he caused Harry, they were both out for his blood. They had feral looks on their faces. Afterwards, they administered the antidote and began to question Petunia. Her answers were just as bad as Vernon's'. The things they did to Harry ranged from almost drownings, to practically never feeding him, and to punishments. When they found out that this Muggle had begun to hurt Harry since he was 5 and all of the chores they demanded him to do, Severus punched him. Right. In. The. Nose. The ball-of-fat of a Muggle had fallen to the floor and he didn't get up, most likely due to the Petrificus that they had cast on him.

Lucius floo-ed the Minister as soon as they finished their interrogation but Severus returned to Malfoy manor to check up on Harry. When he got there he saw that Narcissa was in the main lounge but he couldn't see Draco. When he questioned Narcissa about this, she told him that Draco was in Harrys' room keeping him company whilst he was sleeping. Severus thought of entering the room but ultimately decided against it. He couldn't hear any noises from the room so he suspected that Draco probably fell asleep and that Harry still hadn't woken up. He sat by Narcissa in the lounge, by the fire.

"Lucius asked me to check if you, Draco or him are under any spells or potions like Harry and I had been under. Could I start with you, Draco is with Harry and I don't want to disturb them right now?" he let his words sink in. He didn't think that Narcissa could become any paler than she normally was but he was proved wrong, as he saw her face pale more and more by the second.

"I…yes, you can check me over…I don't think I'm under anything but it certainly doesn't hurt to check." He could tell she was nervous and a bit shaken. He also knew that she would be furious if any of her family were being manipulated, but more so if Draco was being controlled. After she had had Draco she was unable to have any more children so she had become incredibly protective of him. He knew that she and Lucius had thought of adoption but he also knew that she would have been more upset by having a strangers' child than her own. He wasn't suggesting that she abhorred the idea of adoption, but she wanted a child that was completely hers and Lucius's'. He silently cast a sleeping spell, knowing that if he did find signs of manipulations that it could hurt her, depending on how deep or how many there were.

Harrys' Dreamstate

The fog was stronger than ever before and cruel and harsh winds were tearing at the beautiful forest that had felt so homey. Shrieks and sharp whispers could be heard coming from the forest. Tom wasn't sure what was happening but he could guess. It felt like being broken. Like you had been put down so many times that it just hurt about thinking of getting up. It was like everything bad in the world had been put into one spot, not unlike Pandora's Box, but it couldn't be contained. If he didn't know any better, it felt like a mind going through a breakdown so horrible that it would break their mind forever. As he moved towards the familiar centre of the forest, he noticed that all of the wind was focused right on the middle and a bubble of sorts had formed from the wind, covering something. Hiding something. Protecting something. As he got closer, the wind began cutting at his skin and he felt blood drip from a cut on his right cheek. The closer he got, the more he felt dread and anguish and pain and coldness. He saw a shape inside the bubble of wind and he knew what was inside of it; who was inside it. The small kitten was curled into itself and it was shaking terribly.

"Onyx?!" Desperation was strong in his voice. He knew that the kitten was hurt but he wasn't sure what type of hurt. Was it emotional pain, or was it physical?

"Its going to be okay Onyx, trust me. I promise I can help you" The bubble wavered for a second before stronger winds surrounded it again and pushed Tom backwards.

"You know I'd never break a promise, Onyx. Please….Please let me help you" He pleaded, not sure what else he could do. After many minutes of pleading with Onyx and re-assuring the small kitten that he was trying to help, he was finally inside of the bubble. He picked up the kitten and held him in the crook of his neck, where the kitten fitted perfectly into. He started rocking the kitten slowly, trying to comfort it as much as he could.

"Shh…shh…Onyx. It's going to be okay. Just sleep, well, wake up" As if his words were a portal, a few seconds later the kitten vanished from his hold. He sighed loudly before he left the Dreamstate as well.

End of Dreamstate. Real Life

Long black lashes started to part slowly. Emeralds that had previously been hidden by them started to show themselves to the world. They opened quickly but after the room seeming too bright, they closed. The small body started moving its limbs and his eyes opened once more. He saw that he wasn't in his room anymore, but he found that he didn't feel afraid, he felt the opposite; he felt safe. Safer than he had felt a very long time ago, even more so than when he had first gone to Hogwarts. He turned to the right and was met with an arm that was not his own. When he looked down he noticed a light-blonde had resting on another arm, on his bed. It seemed that the movement had woken the other person and soon Emerald was met with Silver.