Hello everyone. With no ado I give you your next chapter.

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Severus Snape was up wrapping Christmas gifts for his family. They were going home for Christmas but he wanted to get it all done before then. HE knew that he wouldn't have time later with Raven running around.

"Severus?" Sirius walked sleepily out of the bedroom wearing only his PJ pants. "What are you doing out here?"

"Just wrapping the last of the gifts." He didn't take his eye off the box.

"Well why don't you come to bed it's very late" Sirius sat down next to him and started to rub his shoulders.

"I want to get this done."

"You can do it at home," Sirius continued to protest. He started to kiss Severus' neck when they heard it.

"FFFFAAAATTTTHHHHEEEERRRR!!!!!!!!"

Severus looked at Sirius, "It can't be."

The two men jumped up and ran down the hall

"LUMOS!!!!" the light from Sirius wand lit up the entire corridor. At the far end of the hall just at the bottom of the stairs was a boy.

" RAVEN!!!" Severus ran as fast as he could to his son. He looked down into his tears streaked face and picked him up into his lap. "What happened?"

"Severus I'll go get Poppy." Before he had a chance to reply Sirius was gone up the stairs.

Severus looked at his son. "Where are you hurt baby? Where dose it hurt?"

Raven couldn't talk all he could do was cry. It hurt so badly. He curled farther into a ball to try and tell his father. He got the clue and started to undo the buttons on the shirt. He pulled the shirt off carefully and took a good look at the damage. There were bruises starting to form on his stomach and he had several cuts on his chest. There were some ribs sticking out at odd angles and a great deal of swelling on the whole of his choler bone. Raven tried to shift his father's attention from his battered body to his hand but to no avail. Severus was already casting healing spells.

"Dear god Severus what happened to that boy?"

It was Poppy.

"I don't know. We found him like this."

She bent down and started to heal the cuts first. Then she placed him on a stretcher and took him up to the hospital wing.

After she had healed all of the broken bone she moved on to his abdomen. She did every thing she could but Raven kept moving so it wasn't much. "Listen to me Raven I know it hurts, but you have to stop moving."

"No, my. my ."

"Your what sweetie"

Instead of trying to talk he held up his hand as best he could. She took the clue and quickly figured out that he had broken most of the bones in his left hand. She set to work.

Two hours later.

"Severus, Sirius," Poppy addressed the two professors. "I gave him some dreamless sleep so that his body can start to heal itself. Please don't ask any questions just let me explain," She cut Severus off. "It appears that your son has been brutally beaten. I healed most of the bones but unfortunately as he is a growing boy I cant perform any more magic on him or it will stunt his growth and or cause more damage than good. He will have to let his shoulder and some of the bones in his hand heal naturally."

"What do you mean," Severus asked quietly.

"I mean that your son has sustained so many broken bones that I could not heal them all. He had eleven broken ribs and seven bones in his left hand; his left choler bone one was broken in three places his shoulder is dislocated. But I couldn't heal four of the bones in his hand and part of his shoulder. I'll set them in a cast tomorrow before you leave for home but I must ask. Who did this?"

Severus looked at Sirius. "I don't know. I was hoping that you knew a spell that could tell us."

"I'm afraid I don't I'm sorry Sirius, Severus. I know how much he means to you, especially you Severus. You can see him if you like." Poppy left the two men to there thoughts.

Sirius was the first to speak. "Severus there was no way to prevent it. You know that there are on paintings in that hall. There was no way for us to have known,"

"Sirius. Shut up. This is our fault. If we had just sent him to another school then there wouldn't have been a problem. None of this would have happened. He wouldn't have to have gone threw this."

"But something else would have happened. It always doses. "

"IT WASN'T SUPPOSED TO BE LIKE THIS!!!!"

Sirius knew he had said too much. He knew that this would have happen no matter where Raven had gone. Why did Sev have to blame himself for everything?

He watched in silence and Severus walked in to the wing and over to their sons bed.

"I'm so sorry baby. I'm sooo sorry." Severus was crying at the sight Raven had his hand in a splint that was tied down to his stomach so that he didn't move his shoulder. "Why? What did you do to deserve this?"

Sirius watched from the door. It just wasn't fair. Severus and Raven had gone through so much already.

"Hello, Sirius." He turned around to see the headmaster.

"Hello Dumbledore."

"Please call me Albus."

"UH.. How about.. No. What do you want?"

"I came to see your son. Is he alright?"

"As a matter of fact he isn't but I think he will be after some time at home." Sirius was annoyed, he had no right to inquire over his son after all it was him who took Raven away twelve years ago. "Listen Dumbledore well me what you want or leave."

The old man looked at him sadly. "I wanted to say that I'll do my best to get to the bottom of this. If you need anything please just ask." Albus turned around and left.

Sirius walked over to the bed where his son lay and sat down next to his lover, "Dumbledore is up to something. He wanted to know how Raven was and said that if we needed anything just ask."

Severus laughed. That was really funny, Albus Dumbledore wanted to help them. HA!

"mmmuuuuhhhggggg."

"Raven?" Severus bent down and gently laid a hand on his son's cheek.

"Father?" he tried to open his eyes but only got half way. He turned his head from side to side, "Where am I?"

Severus smiled, "All ways the inquiring one aren't we?"

He laughed only to wince at the painful feeling that shot through his body. He had forgotten what at happened earlier. (You know the feeling when you wake up and you cant remember how you got to where you were and everything that happened before you went to sleep)

He started to cry, "Father it was so bad. I didn't know what was going on. I was afraid that you wouldn't come. I."

Severus bent down and gently scooped up his son and held him, while hushing him with soothing words. He looked at Sirius who was standing ashen faced next to the bed. Silently he motioned for Sirius to sit down. They sat there watching Raven cry away his anguish. It was understood that they weren't going to ask questions.

They watched as Raven cried himself to sleep once again.

Severus gently laid his sleeping son back down and said with tear rolling down his face, "I'm so sorry that I couldn't protect you."

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Raven found himself the next day in his Parents' quarters in the Dungeons waiting on his parents to return from packing his things. He was planning on doing it himself but poppy had forbidden him from using his left arm for anything and his fathers said that packing took two hands not one so he found him self very bored.

Raven grew tired of thinking of nothing but the attack walked into his room. He looked around and sighed, how could he play his violin now. He looked down at his wrist and hand that had been carefully put into a cast and his arm that was pulled into an immobile position a by a sling type holster that held his lower arm at waist level and kept his shoulder from any kind of movement.

He then walked over to the piano that was set up on the right hand side of his closet, and he sat down on the bench. He raised his right hand and placed it on the black and white keys and played an E gently. Then a G. then a D. he then played quietly the melody of Edelweiss. A tear rolled down his face. Yes he could play a melodic line but what was melody with out harmony. All it was was notes strung together.

How could any one be so cruel? To take away the use of his hand was to take away part of his heart. What was a musician without his hand? It was the same for other people too. What was a painter with out his eyes? They were nothing. If he ever found who the Asshole was who did this they would pay but not in a way that most would not deem fitting. Raven knew one thing and that was revenge was a meal best served cold. Yes. And the person responsible would remember that he wasn't one to be trifled with just as James Potter would one day know that he was a son worth having. He would prove to the world that he was a person worth being in good favor with.

He slowly played some chords. And started to hum the melody he was just playing. There it was. There was his beautiful harmony. He started to sing a song that he remembered from his very early music lessons

"Edelweiss, Edelweiss. Every morning you greet me. Small and white, Clean and bright You look happy to meet me."

He stopped playing when he heard the door open in the other room "Raven?"

His door opened and his dad walked in.

"Hey kido we're ready to go, when you are." He said in a clearly false cheerful voice.

Raven just stood up from his seat on the piano bench and walked over to where his dad stood and nodded. He hadn't spoken a word to his parents since he woke up that morning. All they did was asked him how he was and he was really getting tired of it. They both walked into the other room and fond Severus holding an old apple core. "Hurry it's set to go in fifteen seconds," Severus said holding it out toward the two. They quickly touched the apple Raven with his good hand and Sirius with his free hand, he was holding the handle to Raven's trunk.

Raven felt the familiar pull of the portkey and then the familiar unexpected feeling of the ground hitting his feet. He landed on his feet but was a little shaken.

Severus looked at his son, "Are you okay?"

Raven just looked at him and started his trek up the stairs to his room on the third floor. He walked slowly and looked around at the portraits. All of them were moving of course, but he had never really taken the time to look at them before. They were portraits of all the family unsurprisingly. Every one was a Snape and almost all of them had high cheekbones and black hair like himself, but an occasional few had brown hair or blonde. His guess was that they had married into the family. Then it struck him. Who ever attacked him most likely wasn't a Slytherin because they walked back up to the main level. There may not have been portraits in that particular corridor but there are in every other one. There was even portraits guarding the entrance to the Ravenclaw and the Gryffindor common rooms. 'How could I have been so stupid? One of them must have seen a boy running back to their dorm.'

He walked the rest of the way to his room thinking of how he was going to get the portraits to tell him what he needed. When he got to his room he sat down at his desk and pulled out a sheet of parchment and grabbed the quill that was next to his ink well, filled it then started to write. It was hard because he had grown accustom to holing his paper down with his left hand. He wrote down his plan of action for when he got back to the school. He would find out who did it and would tell no one. Then he would start to make a new plan. Oh yes, revenge is a meal best served cold.

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Hello every one I'd just like to answer a question that I received. I'd just like to say that I'll try and answer questions more frequently if I think that I haven't explained it well enough but some questions I can't answer cause it would give away the plot and quite possibly the entire point to my next chapter. I'll try to answer one question a chapter unless there is need be for me to do more

Q: Dose Raven have the Scar as Harry did? A: Raven dose not have the scar, but he dose have the connection. The "scar" in my story was removed and it wasn't even a scar it was a tear in the spells that were placed on him as a baby. There is no visible scar but there is a magical imprint and connection.

I really hope you liked that chapter. Cause your starting to get a taste of Dark Harry. :) Please remember to review.

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