This story starts before the fight against Rido has started. He has yet to even attack the Kuran.
I obviously don't own Harry Potter or Vampire Knight.
Apologies for any spelling or grammar mistakes I'm dyslexic so they are not my strong points though I like to think that my creativity is.
Harry lay curled up in his cupboard cradling his bruised hand. That morning Harry had accidentally dropped a plate while carrying it to the dining table and his aunt had slammed the kitchen door on his hand in punishment. He had screamed so loudly when she did it that he was surprised that the whole street didn't hear it but then they never heard it when he was being punished, unknown to him the next door neighbour heard it and called the police.
After receiving his punishment Harry had been thrown in his cupboard to 'think about what he had done wrong'. No tears ran down his face as they would have last year, since then Harry had closed himself off from his emotions as much as he could so that he could survive the hell he called home. Despite that he was close to tears as he heard his aunt praising and fawning over his cousin, he had never understood why he couldn't be loved like his cousin was.
Harry curled up tighter as he heard the doorbell ring. He heard his aunt get up from feeding his cousin to answer the door. He heard her gasp in shock at whoever was out there and listened carefully, somewhere deep in his heart was the hope that finally after three years in this hell he was going to be saved.
"Hello ma'am I am Police officer Branson and this is my partner Police officer Glass. We are here to investigate the premises as there have been reports of screaming coming from the premises" a masculine voice said.
Harry could imagine his aunts expression go from hungry for gossip to closed off in seconds. He was scared for when the officers left.
"Well you can't come in" his aunt said coldly.
"Yes we can, we have a warrant to search the premises"
Harry could imagine his aunts cold horse like face go pale with fear. Suddenly, Harry accidentally moved crushing his injured hand beneath himself. His whimpered loudly, before putting his hand over his mouth to shut himself up, he was going to get punished badly later for sure.
He heard as his aunt was pushed aside and heavy footsteps approached the cupboard door. He heard the police man swear, likely having just noticed the latches on the cupboard door that stopped Harry from getting out. He heard the latches getting undone and the door coming undone. He curled up into an even tighter ball than before, his aunt and uncle had always told him that the police hated freaks like him.
"Hello kid, my names Jamie and I'm a police officer. Do you want to come out and say hi?" The policeman said.
Harry just whimpered and tried to curled up tighter.
"Don't worry kid I'm not going to hurt you" Jamie said.
Harry didn't want to believe him but something in how he said it made Harry believe him, made Harry believe that this man would never hurt him. He slowly got out of his ball and turned around to face the man. The man had a sad look in his eyes when he saw Harry's face and hand.
"There we go kid, now what's you name?" Jamie asked.
"Harry" he answered.
"Well then Harry how about you come for a ride with me and my partner Davie to the hospital and get that hand looked at"
Harry thought it over, his hand was really sore and he knew that hospitals helped people. He nodded his head at Jamie before making his way out of the cupboard. When he was out he didn't see aunt Petunia or Dudley anywhere.
"Where aunt Petunia and Dudley?" He asked Jamie.
"Dudley has gone to a friends house and your aunt Petunia had gone to the police station to answer some of our questions" Jamie's partner Davie answered.
Harry nodded before following the policemen in silence to their car. Jamie helped him get situated in the back before sitting in the passenger seat. Harry sat in silence for the cat journey and the policemen didn't bother him suspecting that the boy who had just been taken out of his home (no matter how horrible it was) needed some quiet.
When they got to the hospital Jamie got out before helping Harry out and holding his hand as they walked in. Davie talked to the receptionist before going to sit and wait with Jamie and Harry.
"What's going to happen to me?" Harry asked out of the blue.
"We've got people looking to see if you have any remaining family to see if you could live with them, we'll make sure you're well looked after" Jamie said to the young boy.
They waited for ten more minutes before a doctor walked into the room.
"Harry Potter" he said Harry peeking up upon hearing his name.
Jamie ushered Harry over to the doctor. The doctor bent down to say hello to Harry he had a kindly look in his eyes.
"Hello Harry, how about you come through to my office and we'll have a good look at that hand" the doctor said holding out his hand to Harry.
There was a minute as Harry had a good look at the doctor and started into his kind eyes before replying.
"Okay" Harry said before taking the doctors hand in his good one.
"There's a good lad" the doctor said before leading Harry away from the policemen.
When they got to the doctors office the doctor helped Harry jump up onto the bed before moving a chair over for him to sit on.
"Could you hold your hand out for me Harry" the doctor said.
Harry slowly removed his injured hand from his sleeve and held it out for the doctor. The doctor gently took Harry injured hand in his. He had a good feel of the entire hand, Harry held back his winces at the pain.
"Well there's nothing broken" the doctor said, "now Harry I know that this might be uncomfortable but I need you to strip so that I can examine you"
Harry flinched wondering what the kind doctor and the policemen would do when they found out about his freakishness. They had been so kind and were nothing like his family though, so Harry decided to strip so that the doctor could examine him maybe the doctor would be able to fix Harry like his uncle always talked about doing. Harry lay down and looked away as the doctor examined him. He flinched when he heard the doctor gasp in shock. Harry looked over to see the doctor looking at what was between his legs.
"Harry did your family know about this?" The doctor said.
"Yes, uncle Vernon said that he was going to take me to his friend Graham soon to get it fixed"
The doctor looked at Harry in the eyes and his horrified expression surprised Harry.
"Do you know what your uncles friend does for work Harry?" The doctor asked quietly.
"He's a vet, uncle Vernon said that he was used to fixing weird animals like me" Harry said blankly.
The doctor turned around and Harry heard him take a deep breath. He walked over to his cupboard and started looking in his cupboard while he talked to Harry.
"Harry I need you to listen carefully, you are not an 'animal' you do not and will never need to be 'fixed'. You are a perfect little boy that had been treated very badly by some horrible people. Know that I will make sure you never go back there and I will find out who your uncles friend is" the doctor said before turning around holding a Harry sized hospital gown in his right hand and a picture book in the other.
He handed Harry the hospital gown and the book.
"Now how about you get dressed in that before reading the book. I've got to go talk to someone" the doctor said.
The doctor met up the Detectives and social workers who had been assigned to Harry's case. They sat in one of the private hospital waiting rooms. The doctor sighed before collapsing into a comfy chair in there. He looked up when one of the detectives cleared their throat.
"How is he? Is there signs of abuse?" One of the detectives said.
"More than just signs. Harry is malnourished, covered in bruises and suffering mentally" the doctor replied.
"How so?" The same detective asked.
"He is intersex, from what I can tell if isn't effecting him in anyway other than the fact that his uncle had been planing to take him to his friend, who's a vet, to get him 'fixed'. His uncle told him that the vet was used to 'fixing' weird animals. On the way here I checked Harry's file, soon after he was put with his aunt and uncle they brought him to the doctors to ask to get him 'fixed' but after several tests it was decided that to operate in any way with Harry's sexual organs would put his health at serious risk"
Everyone in the room had horrified and disgusted expressions on their faces.
"I see, we'll have to investigate the uncles friend. Did Harry mention a name?"
"Graham"
"Will Harry have to stay at the hospital or should I arrange a foster family?" The social worker asked.
"We'll likely keep him here for at least a week, we'll likely need to tube feed him and put him on fluids to start the battle against his malnutrition. Have you made any progress on finding relatives?" He asked her.
"Yes, but it's tricky. The maternal grandmother had a brother who's son would be happy to take him in, but he lives in Japan. He and his sons are the only living relatives close enough to be considered and since his sons are five he is the only one that could take guardianship. He has arranged to come to the UK in four days to meet with us and Harry. From talking on the phone it sounds like he was close with Harry's mother when they were younger so I'm hopeful"
"That's good, I'm going to head back to Harry and get him set up on a ward" the doctor said before leaving.
"I'd better go to see what more I can find out about Harry's possible guardian, I'll leave you to your investigation" the social worker said before leaving the detectives to go over everything they knew so far.
When the doctor got back to Harry he found him in the hospital gown looking through the picture book.
"Hello again Harry, it's been decided that you'll be staying here for a while on a ward. Do you want me to show you where? You can take the book with you" the doctor said.
"Okay" Harry said before hopping off the bed book in hand.
"Now Harry there are certain things we need to do to make sure you get better, we'll need to bandage your hand for one but also since your aunt and uncle haven't been feeding you enough we'll have to put something called an IV in you that will give you fluids and vitamins as well as putting a long tube up your nose to give you some food" the doctor said.
Harry looked puzzled for a few seconds before asking.
"Why do I have to have a tube to give me food? Have I not been good?" Harry asked.
"No Harry you have been very good and brave, it is just that tube feeding will be much better for you right now" the doctor answered seriously.
"Okay" Harry said knowing that the doctor knew better than him about this.
They got to the ward that Harry was going to be on that was mostly empty. The doctor led Harry to a bed that was near the door and had him sit down. A nurse came over with everything needed for the IV and tube feeding. She smiled at Harry before handing the doctor the things for the IV first.
"Hello Harry my name is Rosy and I'm going to be looking after you" she said.
Rosy continued talking to Harry as the Doctor got everything for the IV set up. When she stopped talking Harry looked over at the Doctor. He was holding the IV needle in his gloved hands.
"Alright Harry we just have to get this in your arm, it might sting a bit so if you want to hold Rosy's hand then feel free she won't mind"
Harry shook his head, he didn't feel comfortable holding anyone's hand while the doctor stuck the needle in his arm. Rosy smiled at him understandingly, and started talking to him again as he watched the doctor put the needle in. Harry sighed in relief when it was over, it didn't even hurt just stung slightly.
"That was very brave of you Harry, do you want to look through that book with me while Doctor gets the tube feeding things ready"
"Okay" Harry said.
He and the nurse started to go through the picture book, her reading the small amount of writing and teaching Harry the letters while Harry was more focused on the pictures.
"Right that's that all set up, now Harry while I'm putting this in I want you to remember to swallow it will make things much easier" the doctor said interrupting them from their reading.
Harry nodded at him setting the book down on the bed. He was nervous to have the tube put in him but if it meant that he would get food he would do it. The doctor smiled at him kindly as he put some kind of get on the thin tube before aligning it with Harry's nostril. It was incredibly uncomfortable going in but Harry managed to remember to swallow and soon enough it was over.
"There we go Harry, I'll just bandage up that hand then I'll let you get back to your book" the doctor said.
Soon Harry was alone going through the book pointing at the letters rosy had taught him and whispering the sound they meant under his breath.
Hikaru got off the phone with the social workers in England that were in charge of his young cousins case. He had never like Petunia whenever they saw each other as kids but he had never thought that she would do this. The social worker had just informed him that Harry had been severely abused and had let slip that his young cousin was intersex and that Petunia and her husband wanted to 'fix' him.
He wondered what Lily would have done if she found out about her sisters actions. In their family being intersex was quite common, one of his sons was and if anyone had ever though to do that to him he would kill them. Being intersex was a sign of strength in their family though it only normally showed up in one of a pair of twins and Lily had never mentioned being pregnant with twins but then maybe she didn't as she only expected one to survive as was the norm.
He was now convinced more than ever that he had to get custody of Harry, he was sure that it was what Lily would have wanted and he didn't want to risk anyone else trying to 'fix' Harry. He had already arranged to fly out to at least meet Harry and the social workers but now he needed to talk to his wife about hopefully bringing Harry back with him.
He was sure she would be understanding given the circumstances but that didn't mean that he couldn't butter her up slightly. With that thought he started to make his wife's favourite dinner. He also made her favourite pudding for after.
"Hikaru I'm home, are the boys upstairs?" His wife shouted though to him when she got home.
"Yes but there's something I'd like to talk to you about first" he called back.
"Okay" she called to him as she walked through to the kitchen, "what do you want?" She asked when she saw what was latex out on the table.
Hikaru sighed before deciding to tell his beautiful wife everything.
"I had a call from the social services in England, Petunia, my cousin, was abusing Lily's, my other cousins, son. The police found out today and apparently I'm the only family member that would be considered for guardianship" he said.
"You want to take it" she said with warmth in her voice, she wouldn't take much convincing but her husband didn't know that.
"Yes, Harry is intersex and one thing that the social worker let slip was that Petunia had been planning to get him 'fixed' by a vet. I can't imagine any one doing that to either of our sons and I won't let it happen to Harry" he said.
"He's intersex? Didn't you say when the twins were born that it was a sign of strength in your family?" She asked.
"Yes it is, it only shows up in one of a pair of twins. I didn't know that Lily was expecting twins but then I doubt she'd have told me. We hadn't seen each other in person since we were children and it is practically unheard of that both survive" Hikaru answered.
"Yes I'm well aware of that… How old is he?" She asked.
"He's just 4, he's just four and he's already been through so much Midori" Hikaru said to his wife.
"Just a year younger then our two then, right about when I found out that I couldn't have another" Midori said sadly.
"Yes" Hikaru replied.
"You go to England and bring little Harry back with you" she said.
"Really" He said excited.
"Really, you know that I always wanted another. I just couldn't" she said with a warm yet sad smile on her face.
"I know" he said before kissing her, "I'd better call the social worker and let her know that I'd like to get custody, can you go tell the boys that dinner is ready?"
"Of course my love" she answered.
Hikaru beamed when he saw the excitement in his wife eyes and heard it in her voice. She had been down ever since she found out that she would never be able to have anymore children though he knew that having their sons comforted her greatly. He dialled the number for the social worker and started a long conversation with her.
Hope you enjoyed I plan to have the next chapter written and out by the end of November.
Thank you for reading Nymphprince~
