Disclaimer: Harry Potter is not mine.

The whips were like lightning on the boys frail, thin body. Every day was like this, and every night Dudley would rub his erect cock against his own. He was too weak to even fight back. It was still three weeks until he had to return to Hogwarts. He had to send Hedwig to Ron at the beginning of the summer since Vernon was threatening to starve her. He had no contact whatsoever to the outside world.

Every night he would be chained to the wall until his entire body was choked in chains and bleeding freely. He would be whipped until his back and chest were in shreds. He was emotionally scarred by his cousins sex with him. His aunt kept trying to get herself pregnant from him, and would threaten to kill the child.

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This was how Remus dreamed about it. His dream was so scary and so real. 'Harry could be in danger' Remus thought. He could be Harry's only hope for a rescue. "Dumbledore," Remus cried into the fireplace, "He could die, Harry is being hurt by his relatives." Remus was so distraught that Dumbledore had to agree to check on the boy.

He went over to Harry's house that very night. Hopefully he would find Harry well, and that Remus' dream was just a dream. He rang the doorbell and there was Vernon with his wife, and their son. He asked to see Harry. "He's not here, there's no Harry Potter here." Vernon claimed. But Dumbledore sensed the fear in his voice and his eyes. "I know he is here, I'm the one who brought him here fifteen years ago." Dumbledore replied. His eyes flashed as he said this. Vernon, even more scared, agreed to let Dumbledore look around.

He went up stairs to Harry's room. All of his things were there, but no Harry. He tried the basement. What he saw made him break down in tears…..

(Nice place to end the chapter, but I'll be nice. Actually, I will end it there. I still have time to write a new chapter today.)