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Authors Note: Okay, this is a serious chapter (no pun intended!) so ya might want some tissues ready...well at least my beta said she was about to cry. ::shrugs shoulders:: Enjoy!
Chapter 15
Harry was lying down on 'his' bed in the infirmary, extremely tired and in pain. 'I really shouldn't have run around with Remus,' he thought with an outward sigh. He just didn't want Moony to worry about him...he figured acting like he was physically fine and happy would help make Moony not worry anymore. Pain and exhaustion were definitely worth if though if it gave Moony some peace of mind. (Remus still seemed too weird so he settled on calling him Moony).
Sirius was supposed to be coming to see him later that afternoon. He noticed a Pain Potion and Dreamless Sleep potion next to his bed so he quickly gulped them down (although not all of the sleep one since he needed to be awake in a few hours).
When he woke up four hours later he didn't exactly feel great but definitely better. About 25 seconds after he opened his eyes, Sirius came into the infirmary.
"Hey Harry!" Sirius greeted cheerfully.
"Hey Sirius," Harry replied, trying to sound as cheerfull.
"I heard Remus broke you out earlier...and was nearly attacked by Poppy in the process," Sirius smiled at Harry as he sat in the chair next to his bed.
Harry had to smile back. "Yep, and he was quite afraid of her." Harry sat up and winced at the pain in brought but thankfully Sirius didn't seem to have noticed, so he quickly replaced his previous smile.
"So...what would you like to do?" Sirius asked him.
Harry remembered what he had wanted to tell Sirius and became very nervous which Sirius did noticed.
"What's wrong Harry?" Sirius asked seriously (lol) and scooted forward in his chair.
"Um..." Harry said. 'I don't know if I can do this now,' he thought. He took a deep breath but lost his nerve and stayed silent.
"Harry?" Sirius asked, worry evident in his voice.
"Please don't get mad at me," Harry finally whispered.
"Mad? Why would I get mad at you?" Sirius was very confused now.
"At the Dursley's...cause I didn't say anything to you before...I don't know," Harry trailed off. "You told me your story so I feel like I should tell you mine." Harry wasn't sure if he would make it through telling Sirius but he had to at least try. "Please let me tell this all the way through; no interruptions." Harry looked down at his lap and started fiddeling with his hands. Just because he was going to tell Sirius didn't mean he had to look at him. Merlin, he couldn't look at him while he told him.
"As far back as I can remember, I wasn't exactly treated very well at my relatives. One of my earliest memories is when I was three. I was locked in the cuboard under the stairs for two days because I had asked for some water. I lived in that cuboard my while life so that part wasn't too bad. I think Uncle Vernon somehow knew this so he kicked my punishment up a notch." Harry stopped and took a deep breath.
"On my fourth birthday, for some insane reason, I thought the Dursley's would care it was my birthday." Harry gave a bitter laugh. "When I was too slow in making their breakfast that morning, Uncle Vernon dragged me to 'my' cuboard to lock me in. I asked him not to since it was my birthday...now that was a big mistake on my part. He told me 'fine' and that he had a present for me. He then dragged me in to the back living room and beat me until I was unconsious. I woke up in my cuboard with blood all over me and I could hardly breathe." Harry heard Sirius take a deep breathe, like he was going to say something. "Please don't say anything," Harry commanded.
"After that day, he didn't beat me quite as badly, at least until I was ten. Between when I was four and ten, I was just pushed down the stairs or slammed in to a wall and hit a few times. I was ten when things started getting bad at Uncle Vernon's work so things got worse again for me. He wold put his heavy boots on and step on or kick any body part he could get to."
"After I started getting letters from Hogwarts he let up some and I was given Dudley's second room...I think he was scared that they knew what he was doing to me. The summers after my first and second year were horrible. My uncle, aunt, and cousin hated me because of my magic and now that I was practicing it at school, things became even worse then before." Harry stopped for a moment, his hands shaking uncontrollably in his lap. He was close to finishing so he couldn't stop now.
"This summer was the worst though. Uncle Vernon was demoted in his job and Dudley was expelled from school for beating too many students up. Of course all of this was my fault in Uncle Vernon's eyes and he made sure I knew this. I wasn't allowed out of my room except to do the large amount of chorse I always had, with even more piled on. If I made the slightest mistake in the placement of flowers in the garden, or put Aunt Petunia's plate exactly where she wanted it, then Unlce Vernon would beat me." Harry was finding it hard to breathe and wished he had a Calming Potion and then one suddenly appeared in his lap and he gulped it down without a thought about it. He instantly felt better but knew he needed to finish his story soon.
"He didn't care about hiding his abuse anymore but cared instead about hurting me for what he thought I did to his family. Hedwig was locked in her cage and all my things were locked away in my old cuboard. My uncle constantly slashed my stomach and back with a switchblade to make sure I was never comfortable, and later added cuts to my arms. I was pushed down the stairs and hit in the head at least twice a week. Usually he would just kick me in my chest or step on my wrist, trying to cause the most pain." Harry absent-mindedly rubbed the mentioned wrist with his other hand.
"The day you and Moony found me was the end of the worst week. Dudley had made a sport of inviting his friends over to beat me up and such and they were in even more of an 'evil' mood. There was also talk at my uncle's work of him being fired, which completely sent him over the edge. How you found me that night was the result of him acting on what he thought I did to him." Harry was becoming over-filled with emotions. If he didn't finish this soon he would lose what little control over his emotions he still had, but there was a part he still he needed to tell Sirius.
"Oh Harry," Sirius whispered.
"I'm not done yet." Harry now had a death grip on his arm instead of rubbing his other wrist. The paint from his arm was helping to keep him grounded. "I...well I'm not sure what to call it...the night you and Moony found me, I had a dream or vision type thing. I thought it was a dream at first but it wasn't...," Harry took a deep breathe. "I was technically dead for a few moments from Uncle Vernon's beatings...so I was in the area of 'between life and death....and I saw my parents. They had been watching over my my whole life from that area...so I saw them. But they made me come back here...I just wanted to stay with them," Harry whispered the last few words. The tears he had with-held finally came flowing out. He squeezed his eyes shut tight and his grip became even harder on his arm. He was so afraid of how Sirius would react to everything...Merlin, he just wished he would stop crying!
"Oh pup," he heard a voice whisper before feeling arms wrap around him. He froze but fought his instinct to scoot away. It was just Sirius...he would never hurt him. He could literally 'feel' the love for him coming off of Sirius so he finally let go of his emotions and pressed against Sirius's arms, his tears now flowing freely. The tears of pain he hadn't been able to release for so long...he was now able to. He felt a few wet drops on his neck and knew that Sirius was crying also. After thirty minutes or so, Sirius and Harry pulled apart, both wiping the remnants of their tears off their faces.
"If I knew what was happening...oh Merlin, I'm so sorry Harry," Sirius choked out.
Harry sighed, knowing Sirius would blame himself somehow. "There's nothing you could've done. The only people's whose fault it is, is the Dursley's. They're the ones who hurt me and almost killed me," Harry said, loathing coloring his voice as he thought of the Dursley's after his emotional pain was out, he was now angry...though Sirius appeared even more.
"And I'm gonna kill them for it," Sirius growled.
"Sirius don't! You'll be worse than them, and plus that will give the Ministry a real reason to lock you up again!" Harry almost yelled this at Sirius.
"Fine I won't kill them...but I will have a little fun with them. Ya know...maybe a few hexes or so...?" Sirius said, looking hopefully at Harry.
"I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that," was his answer, which Sirius took as a yes.
"Just know, I love ya pup. Always have and always will, and I will make sure those people never go near you again," Sirius swore.
After spilling his story and then all those tears, Harry was feeling physically and emotionally drained. Sirius could see the tiredness in his eyes and grabbed a sleeping potion off a nearby table. "I think ya might need this. Just don't make a habit of taking it too much, it's addictive," Sirius warned, as he handed the bottle to Harry.
"Thanks," Harry said gratefully as he drank about half the bottle. "This should be enough." Harry was already starting to feel groggy so Sirius helped him slide down onto his bed until he was laying down. "I love you too, Sirius," Harry mumbled before succombing to his much needed sleep.
Sirius brushed the hair away from Harry's forehead and gave a sad smile. "I really did wish I was wrong Harry...but I will make sure those muggles will pay." After making sure the blankets were close enough to Harry, Sirius strode out of the infirmary...he had plans to make for revenge on certain muggles...and it had to be good.
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Okay...so what ya think??? ^_^ I will post more within the next few days...if not tomorrow then Sunday. Going to an AFI concert on Sat hehe...
And once again, thanks to my beta-Maria ^_^
Oh!!! And from a previous poll, I have decided Snape will be nice. And for those reviews I've gotten about Harry's friends; they will find out soon. Hermione and Ginny before Ron though. And that leads to another poll...who should I have Harry with? Ginny or Hermione? And there won't be any Hermione/Ron so there ya go!
One last thing...please read my Harry Potter Musical thing..well at least if you watch Buffy, cause then it will make more sense.
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Authors Note: Okay, this is a serious chapter (no pun intended!) so ya might want some tissues ready...well at least my beta said she was about to cry. ::shrugs shoulders:: Enjoy!
Chapter 15
Harry was lying down on 'his' bed in the infirmary, extremely tired and in pain. 'I really shouldn't have run around with Remus,' he thought with an outward sigh. He just didn't want Moony to worry about him...he figured acting like he was physically fine and happy would help make Moony not worry anymore. Pain and exhaustion were definitely worth if though if it gave Moony some peace of mind. (Remus still seemed too weird so he settled on calling him Moony).
Sirius was supposed to be coming to see him later that afternoon. He noticed a Pain Potion and Dreamless Sleep potion next to his bed so he quickly gulped them down (although not all of the sleep one since he needed to be awake in a few hours).
When he woke up four hours later he didn't exactly feel great but definitely better. About 25 seconds after he opened his eyes, Sirius came into the infirmary.
"Hey Harry!" Sirius greeted cheerfully.
"Hey Sirius," Harry replied, trying to sound as cheerfull.
"I heard Remus broke you out earlier...and was nearly attacked by Poppy in the process," Sirius smiled at Harry as he sat in the chair next to his bed.
Harry had to smile back. "Yep, and he was quite afraid of her." Harry sat up and winced at the pain in brought but thankfully Sirius didn't seem to have noticed, so he quickly replaced his previous smile.
"So...what would you like to do?" Sirius asked him.
Harry remembered what he had wanted to tell Sirius and became very nervous which Sirius did noticed.
"What's wrong Harry?" Sirius asked seriously (lol) and scooted forward in his chair.
"Um..." Harry said. 'I don't know if I can do this now,' he thought. He took a deep breath but lost his nerve and stayed silent.
"Harry?" Sirius asked, worry evident in his voice.
"Please don't get mad at me," Harry finally whispered.
"Mad? Why would I get mad at you?" Sirius was very confused now.
"At the Dursley's...cause I didn't say anything to you before...I don't know," Harry trailed off. "You told me your story so I feel like I should tell you mine." Harry wasn't sure if he would make it through telling Sirius but he had to at least try. "Please let me tell this all the way through; no interruptions." Harry looked down at his lap and started fiddeling with his hands. Just because he was going to tell Sirius didn't mean he had to look at him. Merlin, he couldn't look at him while he told him.
"As far back as I can remember, I wasn't exactly treated very well at my relatives. One of my earliest memories is when I was three. I was locked in the cuboard under the stairs for two days because I had asked for some water. I lived in that cuboard my while life so that part wasn't too bad. I think Uncle Vernon somehow knew this so he kicked my punishment up a notch." Harry stopped and took a deep breath.
"On my fourth birthday, for some insane reason, I thought the Dursley's would care it was my birthday." Harry gave a bitter laugh. "When I was too slow in making their breakfast that morning, Uncle Vernon dragged me to 'my' cuboard to lock me in. I asked him not to since it was my birthday...now that was a big mistake on my part. He told me 'fine' and that he had a present for me. He then dragged me in to the back living room and beat me until I was unconsious. I woke up in my cuboard with blood all over me and I could hardly breathe." Harry heard Sirius take a deep breathe, like he was going to say something. "Please don't say anything," Harry commanded.
"After that day, he didn't beat me quite as badly, at least until I was ten. Between when I was four and ten, I was just pushed down the stairs or slammed in to a wall and hit a few times. I was ten when things started getting bad at Uncle Vernon's work so things got worse again for me. He wold put his heavy boots on and step on or kick any body part he could get to."
"After I started getting letters from Hogwarts he let up some and I was given Dudley's second room...I think he was scared that they knew what he was doing to me. The summers after my first and second year were horrible. My uncle, aunt, and cousin hated me because of my magic and now that I was practicing it at school, things became even worse then before." Harry stopped for a moment, his hands shaking uncontrollably in his lap. He was close to finishing so he couldn't stop now.
"This summer was the worst though. Uncle Vernon was demoted in his job and Dudley was expelled from school for beating too many students up. Of course all of this was my fault in Uncle Vernon's eyes and he made sure I knew this. I wasn't allowed out of my room except to do the large amount of chorse I always had, with even more piled on. If I made the slightest mistake in the placement of flowers in the garden, or put Aunt Petunia's plate exactly where she wanted it, then Unlce Vernon would beat me." Harry was finding it hard to breathe and wished he had a Calming Potion and then one suddenly appeared in his lap and he gulped it down without a thought about it. He instantly felt better but knew he needed to finish his story soon.
"He didn't care about hiding his abuse anymore but cared instead about hurting me for what he thought I did to his family. Hedwig was locked in her cage and all my things were locked away in my old cuboard. My uncle constantly slashed my stomach and back with a switchblade to make sure I was never comfortable, and later added cuts to my arms. I was pushed down the stairs and hit in the head at least twice a week. Usually he would just kick me in my chest or step on my wrist, trying to cause the most pain." Harry absent-mindedly rubbed the mentioned wrist with his other hand.
"The day you and Moony found me was the end of the worst week. Dudley had made a sport of inviting his friends over to beat me up and such and they were in even more of an 'evil' mood. There was also talk at my uncle's work of him being fired, which completely sent him over the edge. How you found me that night was the result of him acting on what he thought I did to him." Harry was becoming over-filled with emotions. If he didn't finish this soon he would lose what little control over his emotions he still had, but there was a part he still he needed to tell Sirius.
"Oh Harry," Sirius whispered.
"I'm not done yet." Harry now had a death grip on his arm instead of rubbing his other wrist. The paint from his arm was helping to keep him grounded. "I...well I'm not sure what to call it...the night you and Moony found me, I had a dream or vision type thing. I thought it was a dream at first but it wasn't...," Harry took a deep breathe. "I was technically dead for a few moments from Uncle Vernon's beatings...so I was in the area of 'between life and death....and I saw my parents. They had been watching over my my whole life from that area...so I saw them. But they made me come back here...I just wanted to stay with them," Harry whispered the last few words. The tears he had with-held finally came flowing out. He squeezed his eyes shut tight and his grip became even harder on his arm. He was so afraid of how Sirius would react to everything...Merlin, he just wished he would stop crying!
"Oh pup," he heard a voice whisper before feeling arms wrap around him. He froze but fought his instinct to scoot away. It was just Sirius...he would never hurt him. He could literally 'feel' the love for him coming off of Sirius so he finally let go of his emotions and pressed against Sirius's arms, his tears now flowing freely. The tears of pain he hadn't been able to release for so long...he was now able to. He felt a few wet drops on his neck and knew that Sirius was crying also. After thirty minutes or so, Sirius and Harry pulled apart, both wiping the remnants of their tears off their faces.
"If I knew what was happening...oh Merlin, I'm so sorry Harry," Sirius choked out.
Harry sighed, knowing Sirius would blame himself somehow. "There's nothing you could've done. The only people's whose fault it is, is the Dursley's. They're the ones who hurt me and almost killed me," Harry said, loathing coloring his voice as he thought of the Dursley's after his emotional pain was out, he was now angry...though Sirius appeared even more.
"And I'm gonna kill them for it," Sirius growled.
"Sirius don't! You'll be worse than them, and plus that will give the Ministry a real reason to lock you up again!" Harry almost yelled this at Sirius.
"Fine I won't kill them...but I will have a little fun with them. Ya know...maybe a few hexes or so...?" Sirius said, looking hopefully at Harry.
"I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that," was his answer, which Sirius took as a yes.
"Just know, I love ya pup. Always have and always will, and I will make sure those people never go near you again," Sirius swore.
After spilling his story and then all those tears, Harry was feeling physically and emotionally drained. Sirius could see the tiredness in his eyes and grabbed a sleeping potion off a nearby table. "I think ya might need this. Just don't make a habit of taking it too much, it's addictive," Sirius warned, as he handed the bottle to Harry.
"Thanks," Harry said gratefully as he drank about half the bottle. "This should be enough." Harry was already starting to feel groggy so Sirius helped him slide down onto his bed until he was laying down. "I love you too, Sirius," Harry mumbled before succombing to his much needed sleep.
Sirius brushed the hair away from Harry's forehead and gave a sad smile. "I really did wish I was wrong Harry...but I will make sure those muggles will pay." After making sure the blankets were close enough to Harry, Sirius strode out of the infirmary...he had plans to make for revenge on certain muggles...and it had to be good.
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Okay...so what ya think??? ^_^ I will post more within the next few days...if not tomorrow then Sunday. Going to an AFI concert on Sat hehe...
And once again, thanks to my beta-Maria ^_^
Oh!!! And from a previous poll, I have decided Snape will be nice. And for those reviews I've gotten about Harry's friends; they will find out soon. Hermione and Ginny before Ron though. And that leads to another poll...who should I have Harry with? Ginny or Hermione? And there won't be any Hermione/Ron so there ya go!
One last thing...please read my Harry Potter Musical thing..well at least if you watch Buffy, cause then it will make more sense.
REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!! lol...ya know, if ya want to ;)