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Thanks to all my reviewers who write their encouragement of my story, it means a lot to read those reviews, and to all of you who ask questions or give suggestions, thanks!

For those of you who reviewed for Chapter 4, YES it was Snape who Raven stole the ring from, and I've got a story planned out for what's going to happen with it. Though I don't know when that will happen. It won't be mentioned again for a while, but rest assured, Raven wears the ring he stole 24/7, he never takes it off. I might have someone other than Snape comment on it do you won't forget about it though.

CH 5 Reviewers:

Chalza: it takes a lot of concentration to write those accents, and you'll notice that sometimes two words that are the same might not be written the same in different chapters. It's really hard, but after a couple chapters I get used to writing it like that, and now I find it amusing (and challenging!). Later on I might include some things about his finding out about the Wizarding World when he's actually in it completely. I wanted to establish his street life more, as he won't always be on the street, but will be in the Wizarding World for a while. Also, I'll probably go into some detail in some conversations with Remus, or maybe when he's telling someone about his past.

Anon Reviewer, ME: Jason will be a part of the story on occasion, but he won't be a constant ( I don't think)

Tobang: I'm planning something similar to what you suggested, be patient.

Aussie-Girl3: Mmm. Thanks, reviews are fun! Don't know about Ravenclaw, though he won't be a procrastinator like he is in the books, he won't be a Hermione either, he'll be smart but it will come from experience, not just book smarts.

godessa39: That's a good idea, I might just use it, Thanks. :D

Shion20: it's hard but fun writing the accents. You'll find out in this Chapter.

Mystical Witch: The orphanage is important for later, and what else would the police do? They wouldn't release ten year olds and say " now you just go back to the alley you were sleeping in and stay out of trouble, hear?" no they wouldn't, so they had to go somewhere, and it would either be foster care or an orphanage, or family (can't and won't go back to family), and remember the Dursleys didn't put up much of a search for him, so I figure it's more of a lost file sort of thing, since no one's actually trying to find him. Anyways, I don't see your idea happening, but I may be able to use a variation of it. Thanks!

ERMonkey Burner of Cookies: interesting pen name... Raven will NEVER be a push over.

Chapter 6

The three had been allowed to see Adam and Neave before they were taken away by their uncle to Scotland. All five knew they would probably never see each other again. The parting was painful, and the two girls who had become like sisters, were crying silently as they parted for the final time. It was the end of Davey's gang, and the beginning of something else. They were on separate paths now. Davey had been arrested, and was most likely going to serve time. Darla, Rick, and Cali, followed the path of the dead. Adam and Neave had been rescued and vouched for buy their uncle, they were being given a chance at a normal life. And the three youngest were sent to live under the care of man who probably didn't know what care meant.

St. Mary's Orphanage was an awful place, it was dirty, rundown, and if there was ever a rule book on how the children there should be treated, it had been used as kindling for the fire long ago. Any funds given to the orphanage were siphoned off for the benefit of the man who took 'care' of them. He would never actually use the money on the kids. All they had were a set of itchy grey uniforms, a few threadbare blankets and mattresses set up on old cots, and they were served the cheapest kind of food. Their warden, Mr. Allen, was a terrible man, and it was hard to figure why he worked with kids, though most of the older kids knew that it was probably because he enjoyed the 'company' of those younger than him, of those who were helpless to stop him. He was a sadistic bastard, and he loved to see those under his 'care' under his total control. He was the type of man who would beat you if you were defiant of his control, and he would lash you if he thinks you were defiant of his rule over you. He was also the kind of person who would render you unconscious for no reason at all, and only because he felt powerful doing so. When Mr. Allen went too far, which was often the case because he loved to drink himself into delirium, the affected victim had to wait until he passed out for help to come. It was a game of survival, and none of the children were fool enough to put their own safety on the line for another, they would not risk getting caught helping the one punished, if they were, they were punished in themselves. Once he was passed out however, a group was selected from the main to go and help the one injured to their bed. They could never heal the injuries completely– it was forbidden by Mr. Allen, he made them keep their scars as reminders– they could, however, clean the wounds and set the bones. A night with Mr. Allen always left you with scars, both mental and physical. It was always easier to just let it happen, the punishment was only made worse if there was a struggle—a lesson learned quickly by the newbies.

The orphaned kids counted themselves lucky if they weren't considered a favorite of Mr. Allen's. only the ugly, disfigured and likely to be adopted children weren't. The pretty ones were always seen most often in his office, they were beaten the worst, with a bigger range of tools, and they were forced to submit to his wishes.

Rape. A terrible thing for and adult to go through, but for a child who has already lost anything and everything that might have ever mattered to them, it is heinous. For some, it's the final piece of straw that breaks the proverbial camel's back, and it breaks them. Only the strong willed survive, but with heavy scars, though the stronger the will, the tougher the punishment. It was lucky for the girls that Mr. Allen's perverted interests didn't lay with them, only the boys caught his attention

Though Mr. Allen was a sadist, he was still clever, he covered what he did well, and though St. Mary's certainly wasn't a cheerful place, even to outsider's, it brought no suspicion to it's gates, Mr. Allen did put the government money he received to good use, and it only takes a good bribe to sweep a bad report under the rug, and after a few monthly deposits, the activities at St. Mary's becomes a blind spot to the authorities. Mr. Allen is never troubled, and when the yearly check ups were supposed to be taking place, he went out for a drink with the inspector, and passed a bonus across the table for him.

Raven, Chaz and Scout hadn't been in their new home for long before Raven was established as one of Mr. Allen's favorites. It was his slight but muscular build, his short height, and deceivingly innocent, yet somehow still dark look, and his elvish features. He was perfect, and even at his young age, it was apparent that he would only become more beautiful with age. He'd never even thought to change his appearance when they were brought to the orphanage, but every time he was in Mr. Allen's office, he cursed himself for not doing it.

Chaz was spared a role of favorite because of his not yet developed features, it was apparent that he would grow to be handsome, but he would never be beautiful, and because Mr. Allen wasn't interested in her feminine beauty, Scout too was also spared.

Mr. Allen wasn't too keen on losing his new favorite, so Raven was kept under close guard. Scout and Chaz could have easily left without him, but they didn't, something Raven was both furious and grateful for.

It was the lesser of two evils when Scout got adopted. She was taken away from the two boys who were her best friends and her protectors, though because she was adopted, she would no longer have to worry for her life. She was always trying to get Mr. Allen to stop what he was doing to Raven, a task that only got them both into more trouble, but yet another thing that Raven was grateful for.

The couple who chose her, the Moons, were a little odd looking, but they seemed to actually be really nice, they looked like a happy couple, and despite the fact that they'd lost their best friend, Raven and Chaz were happy for her, and they both understood what it was like, not having a family, and were glad someone was going to be hers. Scout wasn't happy that she was being separated form her boys, but she so desperately wanted to be loved, so she allowed herself to be taken away.

Scout was the only one of the three who got looked at for adoption. Mr. Allen made sure that Raven was never out when people came to adopt, he didn't want to let Raven leave, and he put out all the stops to keep him, and where Raven went, Chaz went, so he too stayed out of the way when people came.

Though after a while, the two orphans began making plans to leave, Raven was taking longer to recover every time he encountered Mr. Allen, and the man was only getting rougher, and Chaz worried that one day, his best friend wouldn't recover at all. There had already been a good number of times where he wasn't sure, and had it not been for his inborn magic, Raven would be dead.

Saying they would leave was easy, actually puling it off was near impossible, but they waited, and they made a plan. A plan that would have been fool proof had the bank that Mr. Allen was going to not been closed. He'd left to deposit the monthly checque from the government, and the boys had planned to get out and be long gone before he even noticed. The bank had been closed for some reason and Mr. Allen came back early and in a foul mood, he'd caught the boys opening the gate with the key that had been missing from his chain for the last two days. And as they were getting away, he managed at least to injure them one last time. He knew he wouldn't catch them once they started running, they were young and fit, and knew the city well, while he was old, and didn't know the city as well as them. He hoped to hit at least one of them down, so the other would come back and then he'd nab them both. He went to hit his favorite, because he would be loath to let him go, and managed to hit the boy in the back of the neck with a jagged ended metal pipe, slicing the skin open from behind his ear to the base of his shoulder. The blow hadn't been enough to cause any permanent damage with bones or muscles, but it had been enough to knock the boy to the ground, and he'd only just got away because Chaz had come back for him, lifted him up and dragged him away before Mr. Allen could grab him. Chaz had almost gotten himself caught too by coming back, and they were both sure if they hadn't gotten away, they would have been dead by the next morning. Chaz got a long slice from the pipe on the back of his leg, from the inside of his knee and all the way down his calf to the outside of his ankle, his reward for coming back.

They were cuts that should have been stitched and disinfected at a hospital, but because of who they were, such a thing couldn't be done. As it was, both boys tore their shirts and wrapped their bleeding cuts tightly in the dirty cotton. They knew though that they would most likely both die from blood loss if they didn't find help, and the only person they knew who could help them was Remus, and they both knew that for the next few months he was traveling the world, researching dark magics and creatures.

This left them with no options. Or so Chaz thought. Raven had yet to tell his friend about the detective's offer for aid.

The orphanage had not really been very far from where their last home had been, only ten blocks or so. But by the time they'd reached the alley, Raven was being half dragged and carried by Chaz, and Chaz himself was limping heavily. There was an old trashed, but still usable payphone right in front of the old building, so, after lots of convincing, Chaz finally agreed to let the police officer help them, but only if he promised to leave them alone after.

Picking up the phone, Raven mentally prepared himself for what he was going to say. Sighing, he grabbed the card the officer had given him as well as some emergency money from inside his worn trainer, and punched in the numbers. He had almost given up ten rings later, when a male voice, scratchy with sleep answered the phone.

"Hello? Who's this, it's late you know" the man said roughly

"are ye Jason Brook?" Raven inquired

"yes it is, who's calling?" Jason said

"i's Raven. D'ye 'member me? Ye said te call ye if I ev'r needed yer 'elp. Sir, me n' me friend, sir, we need yer 'elp. We need '—" Raven, by now was slurring and just barely able to get the words out, he was also getting frantic, something he never was. Sensing that this kid, the one with the hard emotional walls, had crumbled, Jason was quick to ask where they were.

"Ye know where we was arrested? D'ye know the place?" Raven asked

"yes I know it, next to the old factory?"

'Tha's the one. Can ye make I' there? Can ye come an' 'elp us?"

"I can kid, whatever you need" Jason said

"good. Yer gonna need sum firs' aid stuff" Raven said before dropping the receiver, making the line go dead.

A/N: FYI, I changed a lot of my ideas for my story in the next few chapters from how it was originally going to be written, I hope this way it will make my story more interesting, and maybe bring something that actually hasn't been done like this before (at least all in one story. My story is sort of a compilation of stories I've read and liked, but changed to make the details different and mine). I don't want my whole story based on someone else's ideas, so I've made my story a bit different. Hogwarts has been set back a couple more chapters than I'd intended, but don't worry, I hope to have one of the next few chapters involving Remus, and maybe Snape.

In the next chapter you find out a weird co-incidence with the detective that I hope to bring back later in my story.

Ciao for now.

-Darkness