READ: I had to redo this chapter cause my last one wasn't quite descriptive of Sirius's feelings. Thanks to a reviewers comment! AGAIN! I LOVE PEOPLE WHO REVIEW!
"Harry wait!" Sirius called after the young teen. In response Harry began running. His slim form a streak in the wind.
Sirius was flabbergasted. Harry had looked so hurt so vulnerable. He knew it was hard for the boy. After all Sirius knew what it was like to be cut off from the wizarding world. His godson had just told him that something was wrong. Right in his face. He had cused also! Were did that come from? Since when did Harry curse, at him none the less.
"Padfoot..What are you doing out here?" Remus brought him out of his thoughts.
"Is it a shift change already?" Sirius answered with another question.
"Yeah. Five minutes ago." Remus answered. "Whats wrong?" Moony questioned adding a hint of concern to his voice.
"Harry. He was walking out here. When I confronted him about crossing the boundries he didn't answer. When I asked him what was wrong he said everything is fucked up." Sirius said. Noticing Remus raise his eyebrows at the cusing word.
"Something is defiantly wrong. did he go back to the Dursleys?" Remus asked. When Sirius nodded his head Remus sighed with relief. At least he wasn't running away. "Okay. You go back to headquarters and contact Dumbldore. I think Harry needs to be removed from the Dursleys, If they are causing this then he needs to leave." Always to man with the right answeres Remus took charge. Sirius nodded his head then with one last look at the know deserted street Apparated away with a 'POP'. Still trying to rid himself of the image of his godson's face.
RLRLRLRLRLRLRLRLRLRLRLRLRLRLRL Remus Lupin was curious as to why Harry's mood had changed so much. Walking by Tonks he gave he a quick message.
"I'm going to see Harry. Just to make sure he's okay." He whispered before walking up to the doorstep of number four Privet Drive and boudly ringing the Door bell.
"Hello?" The deep rumble of Vernon Durslye opened the door. After seeing who it was he pulled Remus in the house by the collar.
"What do you want you freak! Risking what the neighborhood thinks of us by showning up on our doorstep!" He boomed. Around the mass of spitting rage Remus saw Dudley watching the tely like nothing was happening and Petunia was watching with lips pursed in anger.
"I have come to see Harry." Remus said. His voice steady and visibly resting his hand on his wand as a subtle threat.
"Well he's upstairs in his room. The little freak stays up there all day. Playing with that stick of his." Vernon answered his beedy eyes watching the wand closely. Making sure to bring his voice down and keep his tone as polite as he could.
"Will you call him down?" Remus asked. He expected Harry to play wiht his wand. All underaged wizards did. Dreaming of the day they could cast spells outside of school without getting in trouble. Wanting to see Harry in person and not in some small dirty excuse for a room.
"Of. Course." Vernon grounded out. Feeling humiliated for having to be polite to this Freak of nature. "BOY! COME DOWN HERE!" He yelled. He had to be nice to this fellow but the boy would pay when he left. That was for sure.
To Remus' relief Harry came down the stairs. His face hollowed slightly and had lately adapted a grim expression. His old clothes seemed to fit looser of his slender frame and a heavy old sweater was over his tee shirt. Covering his wrists and his lader of pain. Which had grown by a few rungs last night. Seeing Remus Harry offered a small smile. Staying on the platform of the stairs. Still a good foot or three away from him.
"Hello Harry, how are you doing?" Remus asked adding concern to his voice. Vernonn quickly growing bored wtih the conversation went back to the living room and sat down. Not listening to the tely but listening to the boy talk. If he said anything about Vernon hurting him he was ready to pound him to death. Guardian or not.
"Fine sir. Thank you." Harry answered quietly. Staying up on the platform. Safely away from Remus.
"Harry. How may times do I have to tell you. It's Moony or Remus." Lupin stated exaspartedly. "Come down here. Let me see you in the light." He asked. In truth Harry was standing partly in the shadows.
Harry hesitantley stepped forward for Remus to see. Feeling like a animal on show. "Si...Moony. What's wrong. No offense but why are you here?" Harry asked. The same expression on his face.
Remus himself wasn't happy with the boys appearence. He was smaller than ever, gaunt, and seemed to have a never ending hole boring through his eyes. But behind that hole Remus saw hurt and something he couldn't recgonize.
"I just came to see you. You gave Sirius quite a start flying off at him like that. I think you may be grounded for your language when you go back to Grimmauld." Remus stated chuckling.
"So. Who cares." Harry stated adding slight anger to his features. Of course he was only here because Harry had cursed. Why come to visit him. Why come to take him away from this hell-hole. Why not send Sirus here in stead. He was right. Nobody cared. They just wanted him to be the perfect mannered pawn in their game. A poor boy who would be kept in the dark until he needed to fight for himslef.
"HArry I-"
"Never mind. I'm really tired so I will see you later. Tell everybody I said to fuck off." Harry answered cutting remus of in mid sentence then running up the stairs. Ignoring Moony's calls to him. Tonight would be the night. The night he may be ready to leave the world. If not there would be a large increase of steps on his ladder. He would open old wounds. MAke them deaper. Make him bleed his pain more. Maybe he could finally erase it if he bled enough.
"Harry?" But the boy was gone. Rmeus had not missed the anger that had flashed in his eyes. Neither had he missed the hurt. He certainly hadn't missed the language either. What had happened to the Harry Potter he knew. Remus considered following the boy up the stairs but he thought better. Let him cool off and then come back with Sirius. Remus decided. Letting himself out.
As Remus was walking back to his post a thought stopped him dead. He fianlly realized what was wrong. Of course. Harry was cut off from his friends, family, from his only place were he felt welcome. The wizarding world. He was sad, hurt, even angry. No. Really angry. Remus knew why he had fired off. Harry Potter was suffering from depression. A deep depression and by the looks of it. Unfortunatley. Even he didn'd know how to pull him out of it. A pit grew in his stomch. Spreading to his arms and coveing his body. He flet helpless. He didn't know what to do to help teh poor boy. Then again. Who did know how to deal with this. People chose to ignore it mostly. Right then and there though Remus vowed to help his Harry. He would save him. He would.
Little did the weewolve know that right then Harry was sinking deeper into the darkness. Slicing deeper scars. Opening old and making new. No longer knowing whether it was blood or tears dripping from his body. Then again what was the difference. They both shed pain, both felt like nothing, and both showed just how far Harry Potter was sinking.
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