Hello everyone. This is the Author. I am please to introduce my first Harry Potter facfic! I hope you guys like it. Please be kind enough to always review. I accept Flames but only those that can help me improve. So PLEASE I BEG YOU REVIEW!

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. But if I did…you guys wouldn't read it since I'm too poor to get it published lol.

Title: Hope in Dark Corners

Rating: M (for child abuse)

Warning: English is not my first language and I don't have a beta for this story. Some characters may be a OC even if its not on purpose, I might include slash later on in the story but I'm not sure yet. There will be attempts at comic relief which is something I'm not good at hehe.

Description:

"…" talking

'…' thought

>>... Change of Point of view

Flashback- Flash back

(a/n…) - author's notes

Ch.1 Oh My Merlin! He's Alive!

It had been the longest day of the whole summer that day. You would think having endless chores to do would spare him from having bone-breaking beatings once in a while but alas it did not. Once again he was stuck at the Dursleys for the summer for two months. It had not even been one week when he had his first beating and all because the breakfast was not done to their liking. 'Merlin I doubt I'll survive this summer', was all he could think.

As he was leaning, trying to cut the bushes as neat as Aunt Petunia liked them, he could feel the last of his strengths leaving him slowly. Earlier that day they had all gone out to the supermarket since they had refused to leave this peculiar distortion of a human being, that being him, alone in the house. His Uncle had been immensely pissed off when while in the store and owl had managed to come to the front automatic doors and land on their carriage.

Harry had done the only thing he could do to get rid of the owl which was take the letter from it. Instead of being happy that his nephew had gotten rid of it this only made his Uncle angrier. "You worthless, good for nothing freak now they know why the owl got in!" he whisper harshly and with that he pushed them all to the front to pay for the groceries and leave. Harry being the only 'freak' around, had gotten the worst of all the punishment as of yet because somehow it was his entire fault. 'I swear that man is deranged'. After his uncle had managed to break one of his ribs and leave his entire body with bruises of all the hard blows he had received, he had given him a long list of shores to do before dinner. If he didn't finish all of them he would have no meals for the rest of the week. Random thoughts crossed his mind as he crawled from bush to bush on the back yard. Without warning his vision got blurry and he fell into blessed unconsciousness.

Meanwhile:

James had apparate to Hogsmeade, and continued on his way up towards the castle. He was worry about the whereabouts of his son and couldn't begin to guess on where he could be. As he got closer to the castle more memories kept popping up into his head that made him tear up. His Lily had always done well in school and had been the smartest witch of his year, even going as far as becoming Head Girl. The image of Hogwards always reminded him of Lily. It reminded him of all the year he spend pining for her until he had manage to catch her interest. She had always stood up to him when ever he try to 'impress' her by hexing classmates. Thinking of this made him realize how he had gone about it the wrong way when he could have spend all his year in Hogwards in her good graces. 'Lily…what I would give to see you one more time' Tears were running down his face. He had not time after he gain his memories to mourn for her dead. Now, though, was not the time either and so he tried to gain composure over his emotions as he stood in front of the Great Hall doors.

He had no idea on how he was going get inside. He knew he had been missing for very long and that they probably though he was dead. Right at the moment he had no options left but shock a few people. His head was still in pain but he had been ignoring it up till now. Nothing else had matter but his son and so he had managed to keep the pain at bay.

He opened the doors and proceeded to walk toward the Headmasters office. As he went up the stair to get to the second floor he couldn't help but think. 'What if Dumbledore is not alive' this made him freeze. 'Well he was pretty old but he still had a few year left in him…I hope' his morbid thoughts help him reach the second floor and stop in front of the stone gargoyle. 'Ok so I made it this far' He flinched when a sharp pain struck him. 'If I was not in so much pain maybe I could come up with the password' He smiles at his thoughts and starts to recite all the candy names he knew. Finally after saying at least 35 names even going as far as including muggle candy names the gargoyle springs aside. He got to the front door and was about to knock when his world went blurry as he fell unconscious.

Headmaster Office:

The meeting goes to a halt when they hear a sound outside the doors. Dumbledore had asked for the members of the Order to come to his office that afternoon. He was suspicious of the fact that Voldemort had been too quite for the last few months.

"Severus, would you be so kind as in to check what that was?", said Dumbledore.

A cranky Potions Master gets up from his chair and walks across the room. 'Why not Albus, anyone else could loose a limb if I don't do it myself', were his sarcastic thoughts as he open the door. And so my friends for the first time in his life, Severus Snape, most hated professor in Hogwards, professional spy for the Order of the Phoenix, inner circle Death Eater, faints in a death drop. (A/n: LOL sorry I couldn't help my self).

Sirius chokes in a fit of laughter think 'come on what that hell was that'

Mrs. Weasley gets up from her chair in a hurry to help and see what the commotion is about. "Albus! There's a man in the floor outside"

With that, everyone in the room tenses while Moody, Albus, Remus, and Sirius jump from their chairs and hurry towards the door only to stop dead on their tracks. In the floor outside is none other than James Potter moaning in pain in his unconscious state.

"Oh my Merlin!", is all that Remus can say.

"It can't be. He's dead!", is all that Moody can say.

'thump', is all you heard as Sirius falls to the ground in a faint.

"Well…that's something that doesn't happen everyday", is all the words that the Headmaster can offer.

TBC…

Authors corner:

Well what do you think? I hope you were able to find my way of expressing comic relief hehe. Let me know what I can do to make the story more interesting since I want it to be different than the usual clichés.