Lost But Not Yet Broken
Chapter 8: Beginnings
An: Ah well my long awaited chapter 8 lol. Anyway thank you for continuing I actually have the ending of this fic all figured, I dreamt it actually. Yes I tend to dream the next parts of my fics funny how that happens huh. I think you guys will be quite happy with the ending for I am a bitch here me ……..bark! lmao. Thanks to some suggested ideas which I greatly appreciate. I have decided not to make this to the J.K. Rowling books for that would be stupid as it was pointed out to me and indeed makes a hell of a lot of sense.
MD: Ah I'm alive again.
Harry: you were dead?
MD: see this is why you are the idiot of the group.
Draco: *starts laughing* so Harry learned how to say anything besides "yes. Sir." *laughs again hysterically*
Severus: frankly I think it's an improvement from "I don't know sir."
*Severus, Draco, MD bust out laughing*
Harry: Hey! I really didn't know stop picking on me.
Lucius: whiner.
Harry: hey I have a frog!
Lucius: Alright I'll be good!
Severus: Ah how the mighty have fallen.
Harry: so what's gonna happen to me in this chapter.
MD: muahahahahahhah you'll just have to find out won't you.
Draco: must I be that adorably cute?
MD: shut up or I'll chain you up with Lucius.
Lucius: hey, I'm not……….. *Lucius is chained to wall and gagged*
MD: muahahahahahah your mine, all mine! @_@
BDL: bitch, get off the crack man. *_*
WARNINGS: Harry angst. Draco cuteness. More Lucius/Severus interaction. Oh! Yeah did I mention more angst.
OK now has anyone seen the pic of Draco for the third HP movie I'm telling you right now if you go to mugglenet.com you will see this pic and HE'S MINE!!!!!!!!!! Got that!? Good. Now enjoy.
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I stand alone in the darkness
I can't see beyond my existence
How can I be what I've never known
This light behind me
Something's going to save me
What I don't know, I don't even see
I stand alone in the darkness
Behind me
Mystic Dragon1: Salvation.
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Severus entered Snape manor in a flurry of robes and a suppressed rage that seemed inhumanly possible. He summoned a house elf, demanded to know where Lucius was, and strode off towards the gardens leaving a half terrified house elf behind.
'If I do a trace of Harry's magical signature then maybe……..but damn, the boy hasn't used magic at all for over a year…….damn you Albus Dumbledore!' Severus continued ponder on what to do about Harry while still cursing Dumbledore's name as he entered the gardens. Severus continued walking until he saw the bush the held the silvery transparent roses that he so carefully blossomed.
"Fallen Angel." whispered Severus as he stared intently at the roses before tearing his gaze away. "How befitting."
Severus left the roses and turned another corner within the maze like garden, before stopping abruptly upon hearing a loud splash. 'What in the……..' his thoughts were interrupted as he was thrown backward by one of the strongest magical outburst he had ever felt.
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*so what are you going to do?*
-I don't know what you talking about.-
*Right. So is that why you keep looking at him.*
-He's so serious. He won't even laugh or smile.-
*Maybe he doesn't like you?*
-Everyone likes me! I'm Draco!-
*Ok you keep telling yourself that, and I'll keep asking why you are talking to yourself.*
-I'm not talking to myself, I'm talking to you!-
*……… I will not comment on that.*
-HAH!-
*He's looking at you.*
Draco stopped his conversation with the "other" and smiled at Harry widely. They had ended up at the center of the maze like garden were looking at all the flowers that Lucius would absentmindedly point out for them.
"Hey. Look Harry." Draco pointed to a majestic fountain that could easily be taller then the walls of the maze itself. In the center rested a proud faerie, sporting beautiful wings that appeared to be shredded at the tips. She carried a sash in her arms as if presenting it to some one worthy of such a gift. Her lips curled into a wistful smile of mischief and adoration. The two moved to towards the statuesque leaving Lucius, who was preoccupied trying to figure out whether or not the flower in front of him was a carnation or a blossom. He had started to debate with himself in a hushed tone without realizing it.
Harry stared at the faerie statue blankly. However, he couldn't keep his gaze from the statues eyes, unconsciously he moved closer to the edge of the fountain, paying little attention to the blond boy who was now behind him smiling mischievously.
*Don't do it.*
-Why not it'll be funny.-
*I'm telling you, don't do it.*
-What are you going to do, tell father?-
*Hey! I'm you remember!*
-It'll be funny, he won't mind besides he might laugh.-
*Or tell your father.*
-Isn't he our father?-
*Nope. Technically I'm a figment of your insanity. Hahahah*
-You're mean.-
*You mean, you're mean right?*
-Ow. I have a headache. Go away.-
Draco silently crept behind Harry, who was still transfixed with the sculpture to notice. Draco didn't hear his father yell out for him to stop or see Harry suddenly turn when he felt the soft gentle hands on his back. He didn't see Harry's eyes widen greatly in a silent cry when those same young soft hands pushed him forwards. Draco couldn't help but laugh when he saw Harry end up in the deep water from the base of the fountain. To him it had been a harmless joke. He had no idea of Harry's trauma, so, he certainly didn't understand at all what happened next.
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"Okay, they look like blossoms but hen again I could be wrong. They could be carnations. Never could tell the difference." muttered Lucius to himself.
"No, wait, this color isn't normal to a blossom so it must be a carnation. But then again Severus could have tampered with the colors. Does he even have carnations in this garden? I don't recall him being very fond of them. Wait no I do remember seeing at least one…… no that was rose. Wait…..where's Draco?" Lucius came out of his little self debate, turning around hoping to spot his son; he spotted Harry staring intently at the statuette of the faerie that decorated Severus' main fountain beautifully.
Lucius continued to stare at the raven haired boy, it was the first time Lucius had actually seen the boy's attention be so diligently diverted from the people around him. Every time he had seen the boy, he had always been aware of those around him, of there movements, gestures, and especially when addressing him. However, there was no curiosity on the boy's features, no great desire to know more but a glazed expression in his eyes as he stared blankly at the statue. 'Interesting, I wonder what has his attention so well. I mean he hasn't even noticed Draco sneaking up behind h……. Oh Merlin No!' Lucius broke away from his thoughts as he realized what his son was about to do, but his cry fell on deaf ears. Draco was too transfixed in the prank that he didn't hear his father's voice to stop.
Lucius could only watch in muted horror as he saw those emerald eyes widen in a barely present horror as the boy realized what Draco was going to do. Watch as the Draco pushed the raven haired boy just enough to have him tip over, watch as said boy fell forwards into a very grand fountain with a resounding splash that even had Draco a little drenched.
Had it been anyone else that Draco had done this to, Lucius would have chuckled and even laughed at the sight but what he saw next would never leave him.
Harry remained under for a minute or so before Lucius had actually overcome his shock enough to move towards his blond son who was laughing profoundly. He ignored his son for the moment opting to get to the emerald boy who remained submerged face down in the water.
Suddenly before he could even place a hand on the boy's body, said boy bolted out of the water with a giant gasp of air. He stood in the fountain, his head down, eyes wider than the silver blond thought possible, staring intently at his hands as trails and trickles of waters fell off him and between his outstretched fingers.
The boy began to hyperventilate and Lucius could hear his son's laughter ebb away and finally die, hearing the questions spill forth from the young boy, worry evident in his voice and his face. Lucius couldn't blame him and neither could Severus, the boy didn't know, they had not thought to explain to him how delicate Harry's mind was right now. And by the God's he hoped that this would be all they would see of Harry's reaction to the innocent prank.
His pleas were in vain.
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Cold.
So cold.
I'm in water again, the boy, he pushed me why? I don't understand is it to amuse himself. Yes, I hear his laughter it echoes through the water. I'm under again, no not again. I'll take any punishments but not this, not again. No more.
Cold.
Laughter.
'A boy's laughter.'
'Master's son's laugh. Dudley.'
'I remember'
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Seven year old Harry lay curled motionless on the floor as he felt the hard kick of a boot hit his ribcage. Then another. And another. Finally, Vernon Dursley ceased his assault grabbing the boy by the collar of his shirt. He lifted the raven haired boy like a rag doll and threw him at the wall next to the cupboard. Harry hit the wall hard and couldn't help but slide down the wall a small trail of blood flowing from his bloodied lips and nose. A stain marred the wall as his head collided with it.
"Dad! Can I try? I wanna have some fun with him please!" whined the over sized loaf, Dudley. Many times Dudley had just watched his father punish Harry. Vernon had always told him that the raven haired boy was nothing but an animal and needed to be disciplined. Dudley being his father's son never really cared, he just seemed to enjoy the show. However, he didn't like how Harry had stopped screaming and crying suddenly. Dudley had noticed that the boy was like a statue himself, moving as he was told and doing what he was told, taking his punishments. And it annoyed the obese lard to know end.
"Sure Dudley. Have fun while I go upstairs really quick okay."
"Okay dad!"
Vernon stomped loudly up the stairs as he disappeared from site. Dudley turned towards the still conscious Harry, who lay motionless against the wall breathing heavily. Walking over to the boy who only stared blankly back, the rather large boy grabbed Harry's ankle and pulled him away from the wall leaving him lying flat on his back.
"Why don't you cry?" asked the tub arrogantly.
Harry remained silent staring apathetically at the boy.
"I asked you question!" screamed Dudley as he jumped on Harry's stomach. Harry didn't scream though or cry merely letting out a choked gasp as he spit up blood but continued to stare at Dudley. Dudley then proceeded to follow his father and start kicking the boy.
"I want…"
Kick to the stomach
"you to…."
Kick to the chest
"CRY!"
Dudley then jumped on Harry's leg, effectively fracturing it. Harry screamed.
"Dudders will you keep it quiet! Please!" cried Petunia from the kitchen, not giving a care to what was happening in the living room.
"Yes mommy!" cried Dudley as he kicked Harry again in the stomach.
Harry winced, gritting his teeth as he felt multiple ribs crack; soon he began to cough and spit up blood. He hadn't meant to scream but the assault had been unexpected. He began to feel cold, very cold. He opened his eyes again and looked straight into his abusers eyes. It was a blank cold stare it wasn't angry, pained, or hateful – just cold. Eerily cold. Those eyes could freeze hell and make heaven cry. There was nothing, nothing but a blank thing devoid of all humanity.
Dudley continued to stare at the broken bloodied boy; he couldn't stand looking at this thing with no emotions, with no pain. Dudley looked away as he heard his father come back down the stares. Vernon sent Dudley away clearly seeing how disturbed his son was at the site of the wretched boy. Vernon could only smile at the boy's emotionless stare. He had beaten his abnormality out of him and made into an obedient little toy. He picked up the emerald eyed boy by the collar once again and threw him into his cupboard locking it behind him.
Harry shivered violently on the dirty cot. Locked with in darkness and pain, he could no longer discern when the pain had actually stopped or if it ever had. He felt cold, so cold everything was dark but he could see the blood that stained his hands, his legs, and his chest clearly. He watched as the thick crimson liquid flowed down his palms and in-between his fingers like iridescent water flowing freely over one's form.
Water.
Blood water.
Blood inside, everywhere. He wore it like an emblem of what he was. So cold. Blood was always warm at first and then it would turn colder than ice, colder than ice – water.
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Harry stared at the trickles of clear pure liquid that flowed down his arms, his hands. It was cold, like ice, like blood. Water was suppose to be for the pure, he could almost see the water run away from his stained skin. Suddenly the clear liquid shifted and all Harry could see was red – blood red.
Lucius watched as Harry clenched his hands threw his head back and as his mouth opened, his magic spurred out, expressing every ounce of power that was in the silent scream being issued from his mouth. No sound came except for a force of magic so grand, Lucius had never seen the likes of it in his life. In a split second movement he grabbed Draco tightly in his arms as the force of Harry's magic sent them both flying backward. Lucius held tightly onto Draco as they landed in a flurry of thorn bushes and vines.
Lucius felt the thorns dig into his back but they were minor pricks, he continued to hold Draco protectively as the boy cried, staring at the raven haired boy's silent scream of magic. They watched as the water rippled violently and plants burst into flames around him only to become ashes a second later.
Lucius tried to get up but the force of the magic against him was too strong and Draco's weight added to it wasn't helping much either. Lucius could only fathom at the pain and agony this boy must have locked within the recesses of his mind because not even Lord Voldermort himself could possibly have such power. And what frightened Lucius the most is that this boy was at the moment probably less than human and at eight years old he could possibly destroy the Dark Lord. 'Wait. This good benefit me….hmmm. I'm going to have to look into this but right now……' Lucius thought as he tried in vain to get to the boy.
Suddenly, Lucius caught the movements of a black figure nearing the boy from behind.
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After having recovered from the sudden magical burst, Severus moved slowly but surely towards the raven haired boy whom he had spotted after getting up from his previous encounter with Harry's magic. Severus had to steady himself and move very slowly, using all the magical energy he could to move through the wall of magic that continued to flow from the boy. 'Damn, such power! It's inconceivable' thought Severus as he continued to near the raven haired boy, who continued to use his magic as the scream that his voice could not utter.
Severus was now close enough to be able to at least lunge at the boy. With one final pulse of magical strength, Severus pushed threw the boy's magic and grabbed him from behind. Severus turned his body so that he would land on the ground first followed by the emerald eyed boy on his chest.
Harry began to struggle madly as he stared blankly at the evening sky. He shivered as well the water growing colder under the chill winds. His magic began to dissipate and as soon as Severus could actually move he placed a sleeping spell on the boy. Harry slumped in the tall pale man's arms as he lifted him off the ground.
"Lucius! Draco!" snapped Severus but his tone held a worried glint to it.
"We're fine Severus!" cried Lucius as he tried to get out of the thorn bush and tore up his cloths in the process.
"Great! And these were my favorite robes."
"You never did have a strong sense in fashion."
"Look mister I always wear black because I'm color blind!"
"How is Draco?"
"He's okay, a bit shaken though." Lucius nodded at a sniveling Draco who had yet to let go of his father's robes. The young blond boy looked over at the slumbering figure in his uncle's arms and began sobbing.
"I'm sorry!" cried Draco as he sobbed into his father's robes trying valiantly to stop his tears "I thought it'd make him smile. I…I…thought…i…i….it was funny" he finished quietly.
"Shh, Draco it was not your fault. It is exactly as you said, you did not know." Lucius spoke softly but sternly to his son, knowing that the stern tone would tell his son that he was not angry with him for what he had done.
"Come Draco, why don't you come with me and we'll put Harry here to bed okay?" said Severus as he led the other two back into the manor.
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Severus closed the door to Harry's room softly after laying Harry comfortably on the soft queen sized bed. Draco had been put to sleep in the adjoining room after being calmed by both Lucius and Severus. Both men then entered a small sitting room that was across the hall from the boys' room.
"What happened?" asked Severus coldly.
"Oh you know, the usual, Draco gives Harry tour, Draco plays prank on Harry, and Harry goes into a magical catatonic shock." Lucius snorted at the look on Severus' face.
"What in bloody blazes are you saying?"
Lucius recited all the events that had led up to Harry's sudden outburst. Severus couldn't believe that it had caused such a reaction in the boy. Clearly there was a lot of work to be done.
"Lucius can you do a magical mask?"
"Yes for whom?"
"Well given that only person right now that I have effectively removed from Dumbledore's care is now currently sleeping."
"I get it, I get it."
"It is only temporary for now. I don't want Dumbledore detecting the sudden outburst of magic or the ministry. I will need to brew a potion so that Harry will be able to use his magic without being detected." said Severus.
"What will you do about the boy's relatives? Obviously Dumbledore expects some evidence that the boy is still there."
"Yes. The bastard expressed that very clearly today. I'll just mask a false signature from the magic exerted today and place it in the house."
"That'll work for a period of time." pointed out Lucius.
"Not if I reinforce it with some of his blood."
"Oh yeah sure, just go up to the boy and bleed him."
"I would do no such thing."
"Still in denial Severus?"
"Lucius this is not the time."
"Oh yes and I suppose you are already planning how to use the boy's power to your advantage."
"Of course!"
Severus sighed as he turned to Lucius. They never noticed a young blond pale skinned boy creep out of his room and sneak into the adjoining one where a raven haired, emerald eyed boy was currently sleeping.
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Draco crept into the room quietly. He saw the small frail boy in the bed and went over quickly to it. Creeping underneath the soft silken sheets he turned only to stare into fathomless emerald eyes.
The blond boy smiled nervously at the raven haired boy who only a second ago looked so peaceful in slumber. Before Draco could utter a word the emerald eyed boy spoke.
"I'm sorry sir." said Harry as he stared apathetically at the blond then began to remove himself from the bed. However, before Harry could get any farther a small hand encircled his wrist softly. Harry turned to see silver-blue eyes stare at him tears threatening to fall.
"I'm sorry Harry. I didn't mean to make you sad."
"Sad?" asked Harry not understanding why this boy was apologizing to him. Someone lower than him.
"I thought if I got you wet it'd be funny and you'd laugh."
"Did I amuse you?"
"No, it would have been funny if you had laughed with me. I didn't want to make you sad."
"Why? I don't understand. Isn't that why I'm here?" Draco stared into Harry's eyes, confused by the statement. Suddenly innocent eyes blinked and the blond smiled widely at Harry.
"No! silly I want to be your friend."
"Friend?" Harry couldn't understand what the blond boy wanted of him. The other boy had always treated him badly, like he deserved. But this boy was different, he was kind.
"Yeah! You know and Uncle Severus, Father, and me will help you and you'll be my friend and we'll learn magic together!"
"Do you want me to be your friend?"
"Yes I would."
"Alright. Do you want me to sleep on the floor? This is your bed."
"NO! This is your bed. How bout we share. I don't like the dark."
"I'm used to it. But I'll keep it away from you if you want."
"Thank you Harry." said Draco sleepily as he began to fall asleep.
Harry stared at the sleeping blond momentarily before he too fell asleep. Neither aware of the two figures watching from the doorway.
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MD: omg what a chapter I'm proud I made up for chapter 7 woohoo.
Draco: see now I feel like shit.
Harry: and you should I had another flash back
Severus: *injects harry with sedative*
Harry: damn. -_-
Draco: thank god.
MD: and I am not on crack.
BDL: yes you are just look at your muses.
Draco: *smoking weed* wow!
MD: hey put that down I need you sober.
*Lucius and Severus having a tequila shot contest*
Severus: down the hatchet!
Lucius: *passed out*
MD: oh god!
AN: Thanks to all my reviewers I won't do it individually cause I have five minutes to get this posted and I want to do it now! I hope you like this chapter. And harry will probably be starting school next chapter yay!
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