AN: First off I would like to thank all my fabulous reviewers. However, there's one in particular who I would like to thank. This chapter is dedicated to Jerrika, whose reviews I absolutely adored. They just made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside and completely made my day. So this chapter is for you.

I'd like to update every day, however, I will be unable to do so on Friday because I have an FPS thing, and I probably won't on Saturday either because I'll be busy sleeping. So sorry in advance. I hope you all like this chapter.

Harry had finally been settled in. He was currently sleeping in Sirius and Remus's room, under the effects of a dreamless sleep potion from Ginny. At the moment Ginny was speaking to Sirius, Draco, and Remus about Harry's condition.

"Well," Ginny started, "he has some pretty bad injuries, but nothing I can't fix. He's had some bones broken that weren't healed properly. My guess is that a slave stole a wand from their master and attempted to heal Harry. I can't find any signs of rape on him, though that doesn't mean it never happened. However, judging by his reaction to being surrounded by strange people, I doubt it ever occurred."

Draco began to speak softly.

"Ginny, I don't startle or act scared around strangers, and I'm raped regularly."

Ginny sighed and bit her lip.

"First of all Draco, the key thing is that you're raped regularly. And while it's no less damaging mentally, you've come to expect it, and while you don't like it, you're used to it. Also, if someone were to examine you, they would see signs of rape on you because it happens so much. The only way Harry would show no signs of fear from rape was if it happened often, and he shows no sign of that. But, like I said before, it is possible for him to have been raped, but I don't think it happened. However, that's the least of our worries."

Sirius glanced over at the sleeping boy worriedly. He bore an extreme resemblance to James, except for his eyes, which were the same as Lily's emerald orbs. He had told them his name was Harry, and there was no doubt in Sirius's mind that this was his and Remus's godson. His heart ached for all the years he had missed with the boy, but at the moment he was just grateful that he had time with him for now. The likelihood that James and Lily's son would end up in the same place as Sirius was almost zilch.

"What's wrong with him then?" Remus sounded concerned and the feeling was mirrored in his amber eyes. Even Sirius could tell that something was wrong with Harry and he had no medical training at all. He wrapped an arm around the tawny-haired werewolf and pulled him close. Remus rested his head on Sirius's shoulder.

Ginny's eyes darkened noticeably. She tugged on her bottom lip with her teeth.

"Well, the biggest problem is that he's malnourished. If he had gone a few more days with out food he probably would've died, or at least slipped into a coma from exhaustion. He probably hasn't been eating for a while, or he hasn't been eating proper amounts of food for a long time. Either way, I had to give him a ton of nourishing potions. He may have a hard time eating solid food for a bit. Whoever his last masters were, they were terrible."

Draco shook his head. No matter how terrible his masters were, there were always people out there ten times worse. He knew he would always be given enough food and cared for when he was ill. Of course he had a feeling that this had much more to do with the fact he would be of little use when ill, than actual care for his well being, except in Ginny's case. No one deserved to be treated the way Harry had been. You could tell just by looking at him that the bespectacled boy was innocent and pure, and whoever had done this to him had tarnished him forever. Of course Harry was still 10 times more innocent than Draco could ever hope to be.

Ginny checked over Harry one more time and left the room giving her goodbyes to the three conscious occupants. Draco turned his attention from the raven-haired boy to his two 'parents'.

"How do you two know Harry? And don't pretend you don't because I can tell you do. And who is this James person I keep hearing about?"

Remus heaved a large sigh and caught Sirius's eye. He gave a small nod, and his lover began their tale.

"Well, you remember when we came to you, right?" After receiving a nod he continued. "Before that we were a owned by a man named Albus Dumbledore. He was a great man, and he was good to his slaves. We all respected him and he never raised a hand against us. He was an ideal master. However, not everyone loved him as his slaves did. There was one man in particular; he was Dumbledore's greatest enemy. His name was Tom Riddle. Well, one night he laid siege to Dumbledore's manor. A slave who we thought was our friend, Peter Pettigrew, helped him in. Riddle made Peter believe he would have power if he helped him. Riddle and his men made their way through the house rounding up slaves. Dumbledore had already escaped through a secret passage, so Riddle figured he could at least profit from his plans. One of his men cornered our two other friends, James and Lily. When they refused to come with him he killed them. But when he attempted to kill their 5-year-old son, the spell backlashed and destroyed the man. Riddle took the child because he thought he had a hidden power, something that caused the spell to backlash. However, we were of no use to Riddle, so he sold us and that's how we ended up here. James and Lily's son was Harry, this Harry."

Draco mulled this new information over in his head. Living as a slave, he didn't know much of politics, but he had heard of Tom Riddle. He was an advocate for a large group of laws that would make slaves even less human than they were already. They were known as the 'Subservience Laws' and they had been waiting to be passed for three years now. However, a thought just popped into Draco's head.

"If Riddle wanted to keep Harry to observe his powers, then why did he sell him?"

Remus pondered this for a moment before he came up with an answer.

"Well, I suppose, that Harry's so called power never showed. That's probably why Harry is in such bad shape. I mean, Riddle's always been cruel to his slaves, but Harry has to be in the worst condition I have ever seen. Harry probably never had a power to begin with. In all likelihood, it was just a fluke."

It was at that moment that a soft moan was heard. They all simultaneously turned their heads towards the boy on the cot, who was sitting up straight looking at them.

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