disclaimer: This is the prequel to 'Invisible Child'. I only have the first two chapters written so it might take me a while to update because I'm busier with my other stories and I don't have much writing time with exams. But enjoy! After exams I'll be updating more often!
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Remus Lupin was sitting alone in his office at Hogwarts. Hogwarts the most famous wizarding school in England, every witch and wizard knew about it. Remus was one of the professors at this school, everybody's favorite. Probably because he is their only decent DADA teacher and he had grown so good looking ever since he has moved in with Sirius, on of his old school friends. Sirius had spent twelve years in Azkaban and two years on the run. He had been cleared about seven months ago and Remus had moved in with him. Since Sirius was rich Remus was able to pamper himself with all of his expensive products and he looked nothing like he had two years ago. The only similarity was his greying hair and a large scar across his face from where a werewolf had scratched him (A/N: Remus has a big scar across his face in the movie). He looked much more young and good looking now, all of the girls loved him. He hated it though, it always made Sirius poke fun at him. But he knew that Sirius was jealous. Sirius was always the good looking one and would brag about it a lot. Now that Remus was the good looking one he was quite envious, but he kept it quiet, he was used to being narcissist about himself.
Remus pulled out a pile of essays that he had collected that morning. The class had been assigned projects on Dillywingles, a newly bred creature in the wizarding world. They were ugly brown creatures with tons of boils all over their small bodies. They were boring creatures though. Remus had spent hours trying to make class more fun and interesting. When his plan didn't work he just winked at the girls, causing them to giggle and the boys to laugh at them. Remus didn't like doing it but it was all he could do to get the students attentions.
He began to read the first essay:
"Seamus Finnigan" he muttered "an E"
He read through the essays, shivering uncomfortably as he read the little notes that the female students had written at the bottom of their essays. He hated their little childish scribblings. Finally he got to Harry Potter's. Harry was the son of his deceased best friend, James and his wife Lily. When they had died Harry was sent to live with his aunt and uncle. Nobody knew that he was being abused by them until he and Sirius, the child's godfather, had found him beaten up and bloody in his bedroom at home. He had been conscious at the time though, so it wasn't as serious as it would have been if he was in a coma or something. Harry had been sent to live with he and Sirius once he was healed. They promised that they would do anything to make Harry happy again and had been trying hard ever since.
"O" (A/N: The mark O)
Since Harry was abused most of his life he spent a lot of time reading and writing in that cupboard he was forced to live in. All that work finally paid off. He was now one of the top students in the school with an average mark of ninety-eight.
Remus stacked up the corrected essays and placed them in his desk drawer. He would give them to the students once spring break ended.
Remus was about to leave his classroom when he began to smell blood. It seemed to be coming from the next room. He ran into the room to check what reeked, gasping at the sight. A body lay on the floor, beaten up and bloody. Bruises and cuts covered his skin, his right arm broken. Remus ran over to the body and turned it over, hoping that he could identify him.
It was Harry! Remus couldn't believe his eyes! Who could have done such a thing and why was it always Harry? Harry was such a sweet boy, always helping others, never getting into trouble. He never did anything wrong yet all of these bad things always happened to him.
Remus turned and looked out the window. For the first time he noticed that the dark mark was shining in the sky. He should have known that the Death Eaters had done this.
The Death Eaters were a group of humans that worshiped Voldemort, the dark lord. Voldemort was the strongest wizard in the wizarding world besides Albus Dumbledore. He and his Death Eaters had been doing a lot lately. Just last week three Beauxbatons first years were found dead in a classroom at school. Just like now, the dark mark was in the sky.
But Remus couldn't think about that right now, he needed to save Harry, he couldn't just let him die. He picked up Harry's limp form and ran out of the classroom at full speed, hoping that he wasn't causing Harry any more pain. He needed to find Dumbledore.
His wish was soon granted. He met Dumbledore, Albus Dumbledore, the school's headmaster on the way to the hospital wing. Dumbledore paled as he noticed Harry's limp form. He looked at Harry, then back at Remus.
"Remus, what happened to him?"
"The Death Eaters, Albus. They attacked him in Binns' room"
Dumbledore placed two shaky fingers to Harry's neck, checking for a pulse.
"He has a pulse, but its weak" he said, "We need to get him to the infirmary".
Dumbledore took Harry from Remus. They ran to the hospital wing, hoping that they would get there in time. Once they reached it, Remus threw open the doors, beginning to panic.
"Poppy!" Remus yelled "Poppy, get over here! It's an emergency!"
The medi-witch, Poppy Pomfrey came running into the room, a slightly annoyed look on her face.
"Mr. Lupin, don't you think you could come-" she was cut off as she noticed the bundle in Dumbledore's arms. "Oh my, is that young Potter? Put him down here"
Dumbledore placed Harry on one of the comfortable beds. Madam Pomfrey bustled over and began to check his injuries. She had a pale grieving look on her face.
"What happened to him?"
"The Death Eaters were here, they attacked him in one of the classrooms" said Remus
"Poor child. I remember when Mr. Black brought him back here from his relatives', he was in pretty bad shape then too"
"You will be able to safe him, wont you?" asked Dumbledore
"I'm not sure yet. I'll have to give him and internal and external examination. There are great chances that he could die"
She chocked on the last word.
"How many chances are there that he would die?" asked Remus
"Once again, I'm not sure. You'll have to leave while I'm testing him"
"But I-"
"No buts Mr. Lupin! Don't think you have any special privileges since you are no longer a student!"
Dumbledore placed a hand on Remus' shoulder. He gave him a slightly stern look. Remus nodded hesitantly and they left the infirmary. Once outside Remus sat down on one of the benches. He looked up at Dumbledore.
"Aren't you going to sit down? It's going to take some time in there"
"I'm going to inform Sirius of the situation. I think he would like to know"
"That's true, but be back soon, its creepy out here at night"
"I wont take long"
Dumbledore ran down the hallway looking for Sirius. Remus wondered how he would react; he hadn't taken it very well when they found out about Harry's abuse. He refused to eat, he refused to sleep, he wouldn't do anything until Harry was well again. Remus didn't want the same thing to happen again. Sirius was his best friend, they were always close but when Harry had been ill he wouldn't do anything with Remus. He spent all of him time with Harry; not that he was jealous or anything.
Dumbledore suddenly showed up with a very pale, shaking Sirius. Sirius ran over to Remus and furiously shook him by the shoulders.
"Where is he?" he screamed
"Poppy's still checking him up in the infirmary. It might take a while"
"Stupid Death Eaters, if I could get my hands on them I'd beat them so badly that they'd wish that they'd never been born. I'd RIP their bloody head off. I'd-"
"Sirius clam down! Harry's going to be okay. He pulled through last time and I think he could do it again. I can promise you that"
Sirius sunk into the seat next to Remus. He took deep shuttering breaths. He wanted to kill those murderers for what they did to his godson.
Suddenly the door to the infirmary creaked open. It was Madam Pomfrey.
"You can come in now" she said softly
The three men silently walked into the room. Harry was lying in the same bed that Dumbledore had placed him on before. To put it bluntly, Harry looked horrible. His torso was wrapped up completely with bandages, blood slowly seeping through them. His face was covered with bruises, bandages on all the cuts. On his right arm was a cast. What scared Sirius the most were all of the machines that Harry was hooked up to. He was attached to a respirator and an IV was attached to his left wrist. Sirius also noticed little wires coming from his chest, attached to a heart monitor. The beeping it made was the most uncomfortable sound at the moment.
Sirius walked over to Harry and sat down on the corner of his bed. He took his hand shooting a glance at Madam Pomfrey.
"How is he?"
"He's in a coma"
The three men looked down sadly.
"Is he going to live?" asked Dumbledore
"He has a fifty percent chance of living. He also has large chances of brain damage or becoming a vegetable (A/N: Do you want me to give him brain damage, cause I can if you want). All we can do now is wait."
Sirius watched Harry as he stroked his hair. He longed for him to open up his eyes and tell him he was okay. He forgot how green his eyes were and how bright and happy they always were. Even after all that abuse he was always happy and bubbly around him. He was so…Harry!
Sirius felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked up into Remus' warm amber eyes. Remus gave him a sad smile.
"He'll be okay Siri, I promise"
"I don't want to loose him"
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Disclaimer: There is was, the first chapter. If you have any suggestions please tell me. I've only written the first two chapters so I can make him brain damaged or something if you want. That would be kinda cute. Review!
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Starnight-Black: Well, this was it!
padfootfe: I cried when I read it over. I usually don't cry from stories. Especially not mine.
Kelei: Well, I didn't talk about hoe he died because that would just ruin my prequel. That's where you find out where he dies.
Ginny Potter: I never read that story but anyway, mine isn't that similar. There isn't any bribing or anything, the principal just knows Vernon from school. I cam up with that by myself.
Einna Aroura Du'an: I cried too.
sami1010220: Did this answer some of your questions. I don't think Hermione's ever going to find out that she knew Harry.
lyss33: I always re-read sad stories.
FroBoy: You will find out soon. His death is half his fault.
mistik-elf13: No I haven't already written it. I never look at publish dates and then it screws up everything and I never know if something is up yet.
Ari: I know, poor Harry!
Nicky15: Yeah, I have re uploaded this like 4 times.
amanda: Well here it is!
glyph: Yeah, I kinda screwed it up. I put it on FictionPress for a while and I had changed all the characters' names and stuff so I missed some of it when I was changing it back to Harry Potter. Thank you for telling me though, I was able to change it.
Sweetness: But I didn't.
RilieDeAnnPotter5569: Okay, I'll share it with you hands over kleenex here sniffs are heard from us Wa wa!
fixedinsanity: I was a good writer when I was eight. I suck now.
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