Summary: Harry has not talked since his real uncle died and that was when he was 9 years. His aunt remarried a year later and that's when his torture began. He entered Hogwarts (which has no houses in my story) and didn't talk to anyone. But all that changed when he learnt that he was…
This story has no four houses and each student gets a room of his or her own.
Parings: SS/HP
Chapter 2 Second Year
Harry was currently sitting in his room; a month had passed since he had gotten back from school. He had received a letter from Albus Dumbledore telling him that he would be picked up the following morning. His door was suddenly thrown open, he didn't have to look up to see who it was. He stood and tried to make a run for it, but was stopped like all his other attempts. He was then thrown to his bed and soon found himself naked and his 'uncle' once again rapeing him. This hurt more then before, he knew the man was mad and was taking it out on him by doing what he hated the most.
The front door opened and Vincent stopped and smoothed down his cloths. "You know what will happen if you tell anyone" he said before leaving Harry to cry by himself. The 12-year-old pre-teen stood and went to his bathroom and took a cold shower. He only hoped someone would find out without him saying a word. He really missed his real uncle.
'Why? Why me?' Harry mouth as no noise came out and that only made him cry more.
Break Line
Albus nocked on the door of Privet Drive number 4 the following morning. The door opened and there stood Petunia Harry's aunt. "Tell me Petunia why doesn't Harry talk?" Albus asked.
"I don't know Mr. Dumbledore, after Vernon's death Harry hasn't said a word. Harry was about 9 at the time. Then I remarried to Vernon's brother Vincent a year afterwards" Petunia said in a sad tone. Albus knew she wasn't lying. Now the only thing he was wondering was if it had been a good idea to leave Harry in the care of this family.
"Did Vernon ever treat Harry as a burden?" Albus asked.
"No he never did, actually he was the one that knew when Harry was sick, sad, or if something troubled him. He knew Harry as if he was his own son; Harry was never seen with a tear when Vernon was in his presence. Like I said Harry stopped talking after my-my-Vernon died," Petunia said.
"Please call him, we must leave" Albus said. He might not be able to read minds anymore but that didn't mean that he didn't know when something was wrong. He had to find out what exactly was going on in that house, especially after what he found out about Harry and…
"Dear please come down, you must leave soon" Petunia said interrupting Albus' thoughts. Harry was standing in front of them in just moments and both, Petunia and Albus, were surprised at how quietly the boy managed to move about.
"Well we shall be going now Petunia, come Harry" said the headmaster as he turned to leave. The door opened. Standing in its frame was Vincent. Harry tensed. The sudden tenseness of the pre-teen didn't go unnoticed by either Albus or Petunia. 'I have to get him out of here and see if we can figure this one out. First we have to get him out of this place' Albus thought as he walked out with Harry following at his side.
"Don't forget to write to us dear, and be careful" Petunia said from the door. A blond-haired boy stopped Albus and Harry.
"Hey GE, I just want you to know that you can tell me anything. No matter what it is okay, I will find a solution. I just need you to tell me, I think you need to leave now so I wish you good luck and please be careful," the boy said. Harry nodded and Albus could only guess the boy was Dudley Harry's cousin. He then left with Harry at his side to the Order of the Phoenix's Head Quarters.
Break Line
Harry was sitting in his rooms, it was Christmas and he had received the same amount of presents as the previous year. He couldn't believe that time was flying by so fast in a place he actually felt safe in. A place in which his 'uncle' was unable to cause him any harm. He had run into a raven haired professor several times and he just couldn't seem to take his mind off him. He couldn't believe that of all places he could feel safe in, they were only two of his classes: Potions and Defence Against the Dark Arts. Harry sighed and lay back on his bed to sleep for the break was going to be either a long or a short one.
Break Line
Severus was sitting in his class, he had second years this period and he was observing how all his students were fairing. A hand flew up suddenly and he looked towards the person before saying, "yes Mr. Malfoy?"
"I think I added a little to much Red Dragon Pourer" Malfoy said. Severus saw from the corner of his eye Harry raise his head and waved his hand twice towards Malfoy's caldron. The potion then turned to the colour it was suppose to be, "um-thank you."
"Who exactly are you talking to Mr. Malfoy?" Severus asked hoping Malfoy hadn't noticed.
"To the boy over there Professor" Malfoy replied pointing towards Harry and then continued on with his work. Severus nodded while proceeding to his desk so that he could sit while he watched the raven-haired pre-teens every move. He had been partnered with the youngest Weasley boy.
"Times up" Severus declared when he noticed that there were only five minutes left for class to end. Everyone began to clean, he still didn't miss a move Harry made as the potion flow in the air as the pre-teen cleaned his area and the Weasley boy poured some of the potion into a vial.
The bell rang signalling to everyone that class was over. Severus watched as the Malfoy heir went up to Harry and said something. Harry didn't acknowledge the other pre-teen causing the boy to tap his shoulder: in turn making Harry flinch. "Sorry, I just wanted to thank you" Malfoy said. Harry only looked at him for a moment before leaving with out another word. Severus looked worried but chose not to say anything. He now needed to talk with Albus about what he had witnessed.
Break Line
The end of the year arrived and once again Harry got into a compartment alone and hoped no one would enter. Unfortunately for Harry the same boy and girl from the previous year had gotten into the same compartment as him. He really didn't mind them since they didn't talk to him for which he was grateful. What he didn't expect was the boy from the potion's class. No one spoke, no one move for a moment. "Hey Draco why don't you sit here" the girl said.
"Thanks Ms. Granger" the boy, now known as Draco, replied.
"Call me Hermione," the girl, Hermione said with a slight blush. Harry looked out the window as everyone went on with his or her own things. Harry lost himself in his thoughts as the other three began to talk in low voices. Harry found himself remembering his real uncle; it had been three years since then.
Break Line: Harry's Memory
///////Harry was sitting in the living room trying not to cry. His uncle hadn't said anything to him it was his BRITHDAY! The front door opened and Harry ignored it and continued to just sit there, as his uncle then entered the living room and upon seeing him he smiled. "What's wrong Harry?"
"You forgot what day it is!" Harry said mad.
"No I didn't forget I just wanted to see how you reacted," his uncle said. Harry looked at his uncle, as Vernon advanced towards him and began to tickle attack him.
"Yes you did" Harry said not being able to stop laughing.///////
Break Line: End of Harry's Memory
Harry looked up at the sky as at that moment a tear rolled down his cheek. The other three noticed but said nothing. The train came to a stop and Harry stood and left before anyone else did. Once outside the train Harry saw his aunt and cousin waiting for him just like last year. He was grateful Vincent wasn't there because it had become the only time he was able to really smile at them.
Break Line
End of Chapter 2
Please Review!!!
Here's chapter 2.
Christine the beta of this story brought to my attention that I had putted Dudley as a raven-hair boy and not as a blond-hair boy. I had forgotten that and I thank Christine for pointing it out to me. I want to thank all of you that have read up to this chapter and I will update as soon as I'm able!
Sincerely anaki911
