Warning!!! Please read the warning in part 4!!!
Harry did not react as he felt the thrusting body above him stop. In all his years, he had never had a person stop and move away in the middle of his torture so he was unsure of what to do, wondering if this was all part of the act. Resisting the urge to open his eyes, Harry strained his ears, trying to hear any hint of what was next to come.
As each bolt unlocked, Harry gave a small flinch, wondering who or what, could be so bad that it had stopped his current tormentor.
Tightly closing his eyes at the soft panting coming from the doorway, Harry prayed that this would be the end, that whoever or whatever was now coming would finally put an end to his suffering.
Immediately flinching as he felt a hand come towards him, Harry could not help a soft whimper of pain that passed his lips. His young body was in so much pain from all the beatings and rapes that his mind was only hanging on by a thread. A large part of him, fully believed all the cruel words that had been spoken and he just wanted it to end.
Who ever entered the room did not try to touch him again, but spoke his name in a soft kind voice.
Believing this to be just another deceptive form of torture, Harry refused to open his eyes and make real another abuser. With his eyes closed, he could at least pretend there was still hope, that maybe he wasn't alone, but that there was someone else In the room watching, just unable to help.
The young trembling boy was brought out of his thoughts when he felt something warm placed over his body. The material was smooth as silk, as warm as wool, and as light as a feather. His name was softly repeated and Harry, wondering if it was truly safe to open his eyes, or if this was just the beginning of another attack.
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Severus had never realized what hell might look like until the moment he had opened the small door and entered the dark room. Using the light coming from the now open door way, Severus looked at the small naked child in the corner and took in the amount of blood on the floor and around the battered body. Moving past the stunned ghost of the boys uncle, Severus moved closer, praying that he was not too late, that there was still a chance to reach Potter.
Not wanting to cause any more pain, but seeing no other option, Severus places a hand lightly on the boys trembling body, softly speaking his name. Feeling the body below his hands finch, Severus tried to think of another way to gain the young boys attention.
Continueally saying the child's name softly, Severus took off his coat and crouched down. Mumbling a charm, he turned his coat into something more useful and less irritating to the damaged before him and placed it over him. Hoping that the symbolic gesture may reach the natural instinct of far and into the mind of the child beneath.
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Harry waited a few moments and nothing more happened. A small spark of curiosity that had not yet be extinguished prompted the young man to slightly open his eyes and see who had entered the room and place the warm garment over him.
As Harry's eyes caught sight of the closely crouched figure of his dreaded Potions Master he have a pained laughed, unable to believe what he saw in front of him. His voice husky and really non-existent from screaming tried but failed to form sounds. Before he could try again, a cool liquid was placed near his mouth and without question, Harry tried to swallow. Once the precious liquid was gone, Harry tried his voice again.
"Are you real?"
Receiving a yes, Harry asked the next emphatic question.
"Why do you hate me? Please, if you have any feelings at all, please help me die.please..."
The last word ended in a painful sob, and Harry closed his eyes waiting for the end, hoping that the one person who had always openly showed his hatred would be glad to complete the request.
~~~00~~~
Severus wanted to close his eyes in thanks when he saw two swollen eyelids open a fraction, then green eyes appear as they open wider. But, not wanting to loss what small connection they had stopped him.
See the boy open his mouth in an attempted to speak, Severus transformed a nearby object into a glass of water and held it up to Harry's bleeding lips. At first he was not sure if it was a good or bad thing that Harry accepted the liquid so easily but once the child had pleaded with him to kill him, Severus knew it was a bad thing. Severus realized that he could have fed Harry Poison and it also would have been accepted with the same vigor and with profound thanks.
Looking at the shattered body before him, Severus wanted to let out the rage that was building inside of him, but he knew that now was not the time. Harry needed all his attention and support and Severus had no idea where to start.
~~~~00~~~~~ Once again, Happy Birthday - wow two for your birthday, man I must love you
More to come, let me know what you think, comments, ideas, all is welcome as the rest needs to be written so let me know what you think (
Harry did not react as he felt the thrusting body above him stop. In all his years, he had never had a person stop and move away in the middle of his torture so he was unsure of what to do, wondering if this was all part of the act. Resisting the urge to open his eyes, Harry strained his ears, trying to hear any hint of what was next to come.
As each bolt unlocked, Harry gave a small flinch, wondering who or what, could be so bad that it had stopped his current tormentor.
Tightly closing his eyes at the soft panting coming from the doorway, Harry prayed that this would be the end, that whoever or whatever was now coming would finally put an end to his suffering.
Immediately flinching as he felt a hand come towards him, Harry could not help a soft whimper of pain that passed his lips. His young body was in so much pain from all the beatings and rapes that his mind was only hanging on by a thread. A large part of him, fully believed all the cruel words that had been spoken and he just wanted it to end.
Who ever entered the room did not try to touch him again, but spoke his name in a soft kind voice.
Believing this to be just another deceptive form of torture, Harry refused to open his eyes and make real another abuser. With his eyes closed, he could at least pretend there was still hope, that maybe he wasn't alone, but that there was someone else In the room watching, just unable to help.
The young trembling boy was brought out of his thoughts when he felt something warm placed over his body. The material was smooth as silk, as warm as wool, and as light as a feather. His name was softly repeated and Harry, wondering if it was truly safe to open his eyes, or if this was just the beginning of another attack.
~~~00~~~
Severus had never realized what hell might look like until the moment he had opened the small door and entered the dark room. Using the light coming from the now open door way, Severus looked at the small naked child in the corner and took in the amount of blood on the floor and around the battered body. Moving past the stunned ghost of the boys uncle, Severus moved closer, praying that he was not too late, that there was still a chance to reach Potter.
Not wanting to cause any more pain, but seeing no other option, Severus places a hand lightly on the boys trembling body, softly speaking his name. Feeling the body below his hands finch, Severus tried to think of another way to gain the young boys attention.
Continueally saying the child's name softly, Severus took off his coat and crouched down. Mumbling a charm, he turned his coat into something more useful and less irritating to the damaged before him and placed it over him. Hoping that the symbolic gesture may reach the natural instinct of far and into the mind of the child beneath.
~~~00~~~
Harry waited a few moments and nothing more happened. A small spark of curiosity that had not yet be extinguished prompted the young man to slightly open his eyes and see who had entered the room and place the warm garment over him.
As Harry's eyes caught sight of the closely crouched figure of his dreaded Potions Master he have a pained laughed, unable to believe what he saw in front of him. His voice husky and really non-existent from screaming tried but failed to form sounds. Before he could try again, a cool liquid was placed near his mouth and without question, Harry tried to swallow. Once the precious liquid was gone, Harry tried his voice again.
"Are you real?"
Receiving a yes, Harry asked the next emphatic question.
"Why do you hate me? Please, if you have any feelings at all, please help me die.please..."
The last word ended in a painful sob, and Harry closed his eyes waiting for the end, hoping that the one person who had always openly showed his hatred would be glad to complete the request.
~~~00~~~
Severus wanted to close his eyes in thanks when he saw two swollen eyelids open a fraction, then green eyes appear as they open wider. But, not wanting to loss what small connection they had stopped him.
See the boy open his mouth in an attempted to speak, Severus transformed a nearby object into a glass of water and held it up to Harry's bleeding lips. At first he was not sure if it was a good or bad thing that Harry accepted the liquid so easily but once the child had pleaded with him to kill him, Severus knew it was a bad thing. Severus realized that he could have fed Harry Poison and it also would have been accepted with the same vigor and with profound thanks.
Looking at the shattered body before him, Severus wanted to let out the rage that was building inside of him, but he knew that now was not the time. Harry needed all his attention and support and Severus had no idea where to start.
~~~~00~~~~~ Once again, Happy Birthday - wow two for your birthday, man I must love you
More to come, let me know what you think, comments, ideas, all is welcome as the rest needs to be written so let me know what you think (