So this is the chapter that would take place right after the missing chapter. It really is obvious what happens even though it isnt directly mentioned. Anywho...are you liking the story thus far? let me know please!

Severus Snape walked down the dark alley later that night. Dumbledore had decided to send him ahead to scout out the area before sending the rest of the group to collect the boy. He turned onto Privet Drive and stood outside Number 4. There was a light on upstairs in one room. That must be the room Potter was in.

The squib that lived across the street peered out her window, he nodded at her before entering the gate and walking towards the door. He rapped on it lightly. After no answer he rapped again.

There was no answer. He drew his wand and stepped into the house. At first glance he noticed nothing out of the ordinary, the scent of blood hit him and he glanced around. There was blood and glass on the floor. He cast a soft lumos and crept toward the stairs. He could hear what sounded like heavy breathing and moaning.

"Oh joy he's too busy getting laid to get picked up." He muttered.

Shaking his head and determined to scare the couple he snuck his way up the stairs to stand before the door. He quickly slammed the door open and the sight that greeted him was horrifying. Three larger boys were around a bruised and bound Harry.

"Stupefy! Stupefy! Stupefy!"

The bodies slumped down and two of them fell of the bed. The third fell on Potter who groaned in pain. He levitated the body off and made his way towards the boy.

"Dear Merlin Potter! What is the meaning of this?!"

The boy didn't answer but he turned his head toward him. From the angle Severus could see that his jaw must be broken. He cast cutting charms on the rope and conjured a blanket to cover the boy.

"Can you move?"

A head shake later and he silently cursed inside his head. He couldn't let the rest of the order see him like that. He knew Potter was annoying but he wouldn't want anyone else to see him that vulnerable. If it weren't for the bruised he would almost suspect it was some type of fetish but with the bruising he knew it wasn't.

Quickly thinking, he cast a patronus charm. His for stood before him and he gave it the message to send to the others that would be coming:

"Don't come yet, there's trouble. Send Pomfrey."

He looked back to the boy on the bed. He didn't know where to start but he reached in his pocket in pulled out a vial of dreamless sleep. He pressed it to the mouth of the boy.

"It's dreamless sleep Potter. You're going to need it."

The boy opened his mouth and accepted the potion. Within minutes he was unconscious. He stood and slammed back a calming draught. The sound of somebody at the door sent him on his way down the stairs.

Poppy and Minerva stood in the living room. He stepped off the stairs and flipped the light switch. The turned to face him and he could see the concern on their faces.

"He's upstairs. I gave him a dreamless sleep. I suggest you take a calming draught. It isn't pretty."

"What is it Severus?" Minerva questioned.

"It would seem that while his guardians are gone some other boys his age decided to take advantage of him. I'm not certain on the level of his trauma. There's blood. His jaw is obviously broken. They had him tied up."

Minerva gasped and clutched her hands to her chest before shoving past him up the stairs. Poppy followed right on her heels. They both stopped when they reached the door.

Poppy recovered quickest and made her way into the room with her bag. She withdrew her wand and quickly began casting spells on the boy. Severus and Minerva stood just inside the door watching as she cast spell after spell. The boy lay deathly still while the matron worked.

"He is stable. I can't do anything beyond healing his cuts here. We need to move him to the hospital. Most of this is beyond my level of caring. He needs attention soon. He's bleeding internally."

Minerva transfigured the blanket Harry was on into a stretcher. She cast spells to make the blanket stick tightly over him. She cast her patronus and sent it off to the healer in charge at St. Mungos. Turning to look at Severus she stepped to one side of the newly formed stretcher.

"I shall go inform the headmaster. You and Poppy take him."

With that he popped away to inform Albus. The two remaining witches each grabbed a side and apparrated away to the wizarding hospital.

Albus was sitting waiting at the table with the others when Severus strode into the kitchen. Sirius was immediately on his feet and shouting questions at the man.

"Where is my godson!?"

"Is Harry alright?"

"What's happening Snape!?"

"Damn you Snivillus where's Harry?"

"If everyone would give him a moment to breathe I'm sure he would be glad to inform us of the situation." Dumbledore calmly spoke.

Everyone stopped and turned to look at the old man. His face was full of worry as he watched the rather pale looking potions master.

"Severus?"

"Potter is being taken to St. Mungos. There was abuse beyond what Poppy could repair outside of the hospital wing. Some I believe was beyond her level at all."

"What happened to him?" Molly asked.

"It would seem that his cousin and the friends have an unhealthy obsession with touching what doesn't belong to them, without consent from the owner."

Confusion hung in a few faces while horror overtook the features of a few present.

"Are you insinuating t-t-that his family r-r-r—"

"Yes. His cousin wasn't there but it was in the cousins room. He was tied up and I stunned the others."

Silence hung as thick as fog in the room. Molly silently waved her wand to summon calming draught and placed a drop in cups of tea as she passed them around the room.

"Those BASTARDS!" Sirius shouted angrily, "How dare those vile muggles touch Harry!"

He stormed out of the kitchen with Remus chasing after him. A thudding noise echoed before Remus returned looking sullen.

"He wouldn't do any good to anyone right now. I stunned him."

The group sat quietly sipping their tea. Dumbledore sighed feeling very much his age. He stood wearily.

"I suggest that we all wait here. Minerva will send word once we can approach the hospital. She will know how to handle the staff to make sure no word of this gets out."

He sat back down and continued to sip his tea. Severus looked at the other residents of the house. Everyone had returned to sipping on their tea quietly. His arm flared to life with heat of a call. A silent hiss and he stood looking at Albus. The nod from the older man and he made his way out of the gloomy house.

The healer who had just sent him a message had been certain it was Potter. While that did explain the strange feeling he had felt at the link in their minds he wasn't sure what to think.

Severus would be there soon and perhaps he would know about it. The billowing of robed announced his Potions Master. The man knelt before him.

"Rise Severus. What is this of the Potter boy?"

Confused eyes looked up at him. They quickly looked away and the gaze turned sad before clearing.

"I was sent by Albus to check to make sure the area was clean before the rest of the order arrived. When I arrived I found the boy in a room. He was tied to a bed and there were three others using him. He was bleeding and had been badly beaten before I had gotten there. I have no idea how long this abuse went on for. Potters jaw was broken and his wand was nowhere around. He could not have defended himself against them, they were rather large bullies."

"So it is true then. My source was unsure at first but did mention your name in connection with the accident."

"What is needed of me milord?"

"Nothing at the moment Severus. You are dismissed."

The dark robed potions master departed and returned back to the headquarters of the Order to wait for word on Potter. He had a sickening feeling that his lord would know before he did.

Back at the headquarters the small group still sat around the table as he entered into the kitchen. Molly set about fixing him another cup of tea as he made his way into the room. The headmaster looked up at him questioningly.

"He knows. One of his spies told him."

Dumbledore sighed in frustration. He knew Tom would find out. Now he would have to see how this information would play into the war. With any luck Harry could be taught to be strong enough to ignore Toms taunting.

Severus took his seat and Molly gave him the cup of tea. He rubbed his eyes and began to go over the memory of the last meetings in his mind. Something was different about his lord this time and he would find out what.

The other members sat in silence to wait. Tonks and Kingsley sat quietly discussing work. Molly wrung her hands thinking about how she could possibly help Harry. Arthur patted his wife's shoulder and sat there thinking. The solemn silence settled into the house as the long wait began.