Ginnygal189: I'm glad you liked the last chapter, and I know this one is...
well... obviously, as you can tell from the title, not happy, but there will
be a turning point coming, as the summery says; from bad to worst, then the
real good will come.
Amyaggie: I'm glad you also like the last chapter. There will be quite a bit of interaction with Ron later, some with Hermione, and a little with Ginny; so far I don't have any real plans for her.
Hedowl5: Well I'm not brzycloud. I was just Tenya on the Harry Potter message boards, actually I believe my story is still there. Brzycloud and I were both fans of each other so we had each other's stories on our signatures, but this story was originally created by me. I'll see if I can find a link to brzycloud's fics though. I should have them somewhere. Anyways I hope you've enjoyed mine.
All: First, thanks for the reviews. Second, I finally found a beta reader, but she can't start till this summer, so come summer expect the previous chapters to be revised and reposted. Third, I've decided on a pairing for Harry, but I'm not going to tell yet. And lastly enjoy and review. Oh and please no flames, just helpful advice.
CHAPTER on...wake up. You get your casts off today." Harry opened his eyes to see Sirius standing over him with grayish colored robes in his hands. "Come on kiddo, you need to get dressed." Harry closed his eyes and pulled the covers over his head. "Fine then limp around on crutches for the rest of your life. I want to see how you'll play Quidditch with casts on", Sirius laughed as Harry jumped out of bed and grabbed the robes from Sirius. There was no way he was going to miss his favorite sport in the world.
He went into the bathroom and changed his clothes. When he came back, Sirius was sitting on his bed waiting for him.
"All right Harry lets apperate there, it'll be quickest", Sirius said as he stood up and walked over to Harry. Sirius handed Harry his glasses as he put his hand on Harry's shoulder, and the two of them disappeared with a pop. They reappeared just outside of Mundal's Magic Hospital. Sirius started to walk toward the building, but stopped suddenly, when he realized Harry wasn't next to him.
He turned around and had to stifle a laugh. There was Harry balancing himself on one foot. He had forgotten his crutched. Sirius slowly walked back over to Harry.
"Forget something Harry?" Sirius chuckled.
"Oh real funny, Dad, make fun of the cripple!"
"...What did you call me?" Sirius questioned surprisingly.
"Sirius. Why?"
"Never mind."
'Maybe I was just hearing things.' Sirius helped Harry into the building and up to the front desk. The secretary told them the nurse was waiting for them in room 202, on the second floor. Sirius and Harry slowly made their way to the room.
As soon as they entered the nurse grabbed Harry by the arm, his good arm that is, and sat him on the bed.
"Sorry", the nurse apologized, "but I'm swamped by sick people today. For some reason everyone has been getting some kind of, I guess flu, that causes your tongue to swell up to the size of a balloon and turn purple." Harry had to stifle a laugh.
'Well Fred and George must be doing well, but I think they should sell the counter curse with the toffees.' The nurse proceeded in waving her wand over Harry's casts, causing them to disappear.
"So how does it feel?" the nurse questioned.
"Well, it still feels broken", Harry winced.
"Of course silly", the nurse replied," You've only had the casts on for a week. We only needed to get it all straightened up. Your bones were literally shattered, and the spell only mends the bones it doesn't sort them out and piece them back together." The nurse waved her wand at Harry and instantly he felt a pleasant sensation throughout his body, but that was replaced as he felt his bones reattaching themselves back together. It didn't really hurt that much and was over as quickly as it started.
"There that should do it." The nurse proceeded in flexing Harry's arm in every direction possible. "Please stand up and walk over to Mr. Black and then back over to me." Harry got up and hobbled over to Sirius and back. He only had a little trouble because of how stiff he was. He hadn't walked on his own all summer. "Alright now bend over and touch your toes."
"What will that check?" Harry questioned.
"You remember that you still had some broken ribs, or did you forget?" Harry blushed as he easily bent down. Nothing at all hurt.
"So do you feel any pain or discomfort?"
"No I feel great!" Harry exclaimed. Sirius smiled and let out a sigh of relief.
"Alright then your free to go, and I need to be on my way as well", the nurse said as she clambered out the door.
"Well then let's go Harry." Sirius put his hand on Harry's shoulder and the two of them disappeared with a pop.
They reappeared back at the house, in the living room.
"Harry why don't you go pack your school things for tomorrow and I'll make us some dinner."
"But Sirius, it's only 2 o'clock!"
"We have to get up early to go to King's Cross tomorrow, so I want you to be in bed by 9."
"But Sirius..."
"No buts kiddo, now go pack and I'll call you when dinners ready."
Harry stormed up the stairs muttering things like," Treats me like a little kid...""...bed time 9 o'clock...""...no buts." Harry walked down the Hall to his room. He stopped at his door and smiled. It felt good to walk again.
"Sirius makes a good father. I just hope nothing happens to him because of me." Harry hung his head as he entered his room. Suddenly a cold chill ran down his spine and Harry looked up to see a hooded figure standing beside his bed. "Who are you and what do you want?" Harry asked timidly.
"You dead Potter." That voice Harry would never forget.
'That's Lucius Malfoy', Harry thought as he turned to run for it. But before he could, Malfoy waved his wand and the door slammed shut in Harry's face and locked. Harry whirled around. He didn't have his wand and was about to call for help when Malfoy waved his wand again and Harry was in a full body bind. He couldn't speak and collapsed to the ground. Malfoy slowly walked over to Harry and knelt down beside him.
"Well, well Potter the tables have turned. I still need my revenge for you costing me my house elf. So I think I'll write your new father a goodbye note. Oh, wait I don't have any ink, but I guess your blood will work just fine."
With that Malfoy conjured up a knife and stabbed Harry in the stomach. A horrible pain spread throughout Harry's body like fire. He couldn't move or scream. Tears began to pour from his eyes. The pain was almost unbearable. Malfoy suddenly twisted the knife around sending wave after wave of pain through Harry's body. Finally after what felt like hours to poor Harry, Malfoy pulled out the knife, and began writing something on the wall above Harry's head. He continuously dipped the knife in the blood that was pouring from Harry's stomach.
"Perfect", Malfoy finally said," Well say goodbye Potter." With that Malfoy bent down, put his hand on Harry's shoulder, and the two disappeared with a pop.
They reappeared in a small damp dungeon where rats were scampering around the corners, and there was no light except for a tiny bit coming off a single lit torch. Malfoy then got up and walked to the only door, opened it, walked out, and slammed it shut behind him. Harry was left there alone bleeding to death, but not for long.
He soon heard footsteps and moments later the door flung open and there stood Voldemort. Harry was terrified. Voldemort waved his wand and Harry was released from the body bind, but before he could do anything he was slammed against the wall by a simple swish of Voldemort's wand, and the chains on the wall clamped themselves around Harry's wrists.
Harry tried to speak, but blood just came pouring from his mouth. Voldemort slowly approached Harry.
"Well, well, what do we have here? The great Harry Potter at the mercy of the greatest dark wizard of all time...pathetic. I still can't believe that a mudblood and muggle lover like you could have ever defeated...no...wait...as you can clearly see I'm not defeated, I was only merely...delayed. But none the less you have failed and now you and all of your worthless friends are going to die." Voldemort walked a few feet away from Harry in the direction of the door, but suddenly stopped.
Voldemort turned around and waved his wand as he said a spell. Harry couldn't hear what he was saying through the pounding in his head. Suddenly the chains around Harry's wrists began to tighten until his wrists were bleeding. Then a pain shot from his wrists to his eyes. It was like hot needles were traveling through his veins. He could feel blood mixed with tears of pain pouring from his eyes, which felt like they were about to catch on fire and explode. The pain was beyond anything he had ever felt before. It was even worse then the Cruccio curse. The pain soon became too much. His eyes rolled up into his head and he passed out.
Harry was once again left all alone bleeding to death. This time though it was for the entire night. It was still early, around five a.m. when someone whispering his name awaked Harry.
"Potter, Potter wake up. Can you hear me?" Harry slowly began to open his eyes and was startled to see who it was.
"P-Professor S-Snape i-is t-that y-you?"
"Yes Potter, it is, and I'm going to get you out of here."
"P-Please h-help m-me!" Harry mumbled. Snape was shocked.
He was still startled when he said to reassure Harry," Don't worry, everything's going to be fine." Since Snape had seen Harry at the hospital, he had begun to think very differently about him. Snape had always assumed that because of his fame, his aunt and uncle had spoiled him, but after he saw what they had done to him, Snape actually felt sorry for Harry.
Snape looked horrified at the bloody body of Harry. Snape waved his wand, and the chains holding Harry loosed and Snape slipped them off. Now that Harry was conscious he began to feel horrible pains all over himself. Tears were pouring down his face and he could hardly bear it. Snape picked Harry up in his arms. Harry nearly screamed out in pain. There was now a small puddle of blood where Harry had been chained.
Snape looked down at Harry," Don't worry. You're safe now Potter." Suddenly Snape heard footsteps coming towards where they were.
Just as the door was about to open, Snape apperated with Harry still in his arms.
Voldemort stood in the doorway," My plan is proceeding perfectly." When Snape and Harry reappeared they were just outside the school grounds. Snape looked down at Harry again and realized that he was hardly breathing.
"Hold on Potter." Snape began racing across the grounds. It was still quite early. It wasn't even dawn yet, so luckily no students had arrived yet. Snape was out of breath when he finally reached the castle. "Please hold on Potter." Meanwhile...
Amyaggie: I'm glad you also like the last chapter. There will be quite a bit of interaction with Ron later, some with Hermione, and a little with Ginny; so far I don't have any real plans for her.
Hedowl5: Well I'm not brzycloud. I was just Tenya on the Harry Potter message boards, actually I believe my story is still there. Brzycloud and I were both fans of each other so we had each other's stories on our signatures, but this story was originally created by me. I'll see if I can find a link to brzycloud's fics though. I should have them somewhere. Anyways I hope you've enjoyed mine.
All: First, thanks for the reviews. Second, I finally found a beta reader, but she can't start till this summer, so come summer expect the previous chapters to be revised and reposted. Third, I've decided on a pairing for Harry, but I'm not going to tell yet. And lastly enjoy and review. Oh and please no flames, just helpful advice.
CHAPTER on...wake up. You get your casts off today." Harry opened his eyes to see Sirius standing over him with grayish colored robes in his hands. "Come on kiddo, you need to get dressed." Harry closed his eyes and pulled the covers over his head. "Fine then limp around on crutches for the rest of your life. I want to see how you'll play Quidditch with casts on", Sirius laughed as Harry jumped out of bed and grabbed the robes from Sirius. There was no way he was going to miss his favorite sport in the world.
He went into the bathroom and changed his clothes. When he came back, Sirius was sitting on his bed waiting for him.
"All right Harry lets apperate there, it'll be quickest", Sirius said as he stood up and walked over to Harry. Sirius handed Harry his glasses as he put his hand on Harry's shoulder, and the two of them disappeared with a pop. They reappeared just outside of Mundal's Magic Hospital. Sirius started to walk toward the building, but stopped suddenly, when he realized Harry wasn't next to him.
He turned around and had to stifle a laugh. There was Harry balancing himself on one foot. He had forgotten his crutched. Sirius slowly walked back over to Harry.
"Forget something Harry?" Sirius chuckled.
"Oh real funny, Dad, make fun of the cripple!"
"...What did you call me?" Sirius questioned surprisingly.
"Sirius. Why?"
"Never mind."
'Maybe I was just hearing things.' Sirius helped Harry into the building and up to the front desk. The secretary told them the nurse was waiting for them in room 202, on the second floor. Sirius and Harry slowly made their way to the room.
As soon as they entered the nurse grabbed Harry by the arm, his good arm that is, and sat him on the bed.
"Sorry", the nurse apologized, "but I'm swamped by sick people today. For some reason everyone has been getting some kind of, I guess flu, that causes your tongue to swell up to the size of a balloon and turn purple." Harry had to stifle a laugh.
'Well Fred and George must be doing well, but I think they should sell the counter curse with the toffees.' The nurse proceeded in waving her wand over Harry's casts, causing them to disappear.
"So how does it feel?" the nurse questioned.
"Well, it still feels broken", Harry winced.
"Of course silly", the nurse replied," You've only had the casts on for a week. We only needed to get it all straightened up. Your bones were literally shattered, and the spell only mends the bones it doesn't sort them out and piece them back together." The nurse waved her wand at Harry and instantly he felt a pleasant sensation throughout his body, but that was replaced as he felt his bones reattaching themselves back together. It didn't really hurt that much and was over as quickly as it started.
"There that should do it." The nurse proceeded in flexing Harry's arm in every direction possible. "Please stand up and walk over to Mr. Black and then back over to me." Harry got up and hobbled over to Sirius and back. He only had a little trouble because of how stiff he was. He hadn't walked on his own all summer. "Alright now bend over and touch your toes."
"What will that check?" Harry questioned.
"You remember that you still had some broken ribs, or did you forget?" Harry blushed as he easily bent down. Nothing at all hurt.
"So do you feel any pain or discomfort?"
"No I feel great!" Harry exclaimed. Sirius smiled and let out a sigh of relief.
"Alright then your free to go, and I need to be on my way as well", the nurse said as she clambered out the door.
"Well then let's go Harry." Sirius put his hand on Harry's shoulder and the two of them disappeared with a pop.
They reappeared back at the house, in the living room.
"Harry why don't you go pack your school things for tomorrow and I'll make us some dinner."
"But Sirius, it's only 2 o'clock!"
"We have to get up early to go to King's Cross tomorrow, so I want you to be in bed by 9."
"But Sirius..."
"No buts kiddo, now go pack and I'll call you when dinners ready."
Harry stormed up the stairs muttering things like," Treats me like a little kid...""...bed time 9 o'clock...""...no buts." Harry walked down the Hall to his room. He stopped at his door and smiled. It felt good to walk again.
"Sirius makes a good father. I just hope nothing happens to him because of me." Harry hung his head as he entered his room. Suddenly a cold chill ran down his spine and Harry looked up to see a hooded figure standing beside his bed. "Who are you and what do you want?" Harry asked timidly.
"You dead Potter." That voice Harry would never forget.
'That's Lucius Malfoy', Harry thought as he turned to run for it. But before he could, Malfoy waved his wand and the door slammed shut in Harry's face and locked. Harry whirled around. He didn't have his wand and was about to call for help when Malfoy waved his wand again and Harry was in a full body bind. He couldn't speak and collapsed to the ground. Malfoy slowly walked over to Harry and knelt down beside him.
"Well, well Potter the tables have turned. I still need my revenge for you costing me my house elf. So I think I'll write your new father a goodbye note. Oh, wait I don't have any ink, but I guess your blood will work just fine."
With that Malfoy conjured up a knife and stabbed Harry in the stomach. A horrible pain spread throughout Harry's body like fire. He couldn't move or scream. Tears began to pour from his eyes. The pain was almost unbearable. Malfoy suddenly twisted the knife around sending wave after wave of pain through Harry's body. Finally after what felt like hours to poor Harry, Malfoy pulled out the knife, and began writing something on the wall above Harry's head. He continuously dipped the knife in the blood that was pouring from Harry's stomach.
"Perfect", Malfoy finally said," Well say goodbye Potter." With that Malfoy bent down, put his hand on Harry's shoulder, and the two disappeared with a pop.
They reappeared in a small damp dungeon where rats were scampering around the corners, and there was no light except for a tiny bit coming off a single lit torch. Malfoy then got up and walked to the only door, opened it, walked out, and slammed it shut behind him. Harry was left there alone bleeding to death, but not for long.
He soon heard footsteps and moments later the door flung open and there stood Voldemort. Harry was terrified. Voldemort waved his wand and Harry was released from the body bind, but before he could do anything he was slammed against the wall by a simple swish of Voldemort's wand, and the chains on the wall clamped themselves around Harry's wrists.
Harry tried to speak, but blood just came pouring from his mouth. Voldemort slowly approached Harry.
"Well, well, what do we have here? The great Harry Potter at the mercy of the greatest dark wizard of all time...pathetic. I still can't believe that a mudblood and muggle lover like you could have ever defeated...no...wait...as you can clearly see I'm not defeated, I was only merely...delayed. But none the less you have failed and now you and all of your worthless friends are going to die." Voldemort walked a few feet away from Harry in the direction of the door, but suddenly stopped.
Voldemort turned around and waved his wand as he said a spell. Harry couldn't hear what he was saying through the pounding in his head. Suddenly the chains around Harry's wrists began to tighten until his wrists were bleeding. Then a pain shot from his wrists to his eyes. It was like hot needles were traveling through his veins. He could feel blood mixed with tears of pain pouring from his eyes, which felt like they were about to catch on fire and explode. The pain was beyond anything he had ever felt before. It was even worse then the Cruccio curse. The pain soon became too much. His eyes rolled up into his head and he passed out.
Harry was once again left all alone bleeding to death. This time though it was for the entire night. It was still early, around five a.m. when someone whispering his name awaked Harry.
"Potter, Potter wake up. Can you hear me?" Harry slowly began to open his eyes and was startled to see who it was.
"P-Professor S-Snape i-is t-that y-you?"
"Yes Potter, it is, and I'm going to get you out of here."
"P-Please h-help m-me!" Harry mumbled. Snape was shocked.
He was still startled when he said to reassure Harry," Don't worry, everything's going to be fine." Since Snape had seen Harry at the hospital, he had begun to think very differently about him. Snape had always assumed that because of his fame, his aunt and uncle had spoiled him, but after he saw what they had done to him, Snape actually felt sorry for Harry.
Snape looked horrified at the bloody body of Harry. Snape waved his wand, and the chains holding Harry loosed and Snape slipped them off. Now that Harry was conscious he began to feel horrible pains all over himself. Tears were pouring down his face and he could hardly bear it. Snape picked Harry up in his arms. Harry nearly screamed out in pain. There was now a small puddle of blood where Harry had been chained.
Snape looked down at Harry," Don't worry. You're safe now Potter." Suddenly Snape heard footsteps coming towards where they were.
Just as the door was about to open, Snape apperated with Harry still in his arms.
Voldemort stood in the doorway," My plan is proceeding perfectly." When Snape and Harry reappeared they were just outside the school grounds. Snape looked down at Harry again and realized that he was hardly breathing.
"Hold on Potter." Snape began racing across the grounds. It was still quite early. It wasn't even dawn yet, so luckily no students had arrived yet. Snape was out of breath when he finally reached the castle. "Please hold on Potter." Meanwhile...
