Harry's mind was a whirl-wind of pain. He was punching Sirus with his fists trying to make him feel his pain.
"Harry? Stop." Sirus said gently and calmy grabbing Harry's wrist. Harry immediatley stopped. Not looking at him. Not letting the tears fall. Never letting anyone see his internal pain. Never letting anyone in the fortress he had built around his mind. Never was starting to change though. Never was forming into maybe. Maybe scared Harry, scared him to death.
"Harry? Are you ready to go home?" Remus asked. His voice gentle. He reached over to put a hand on Harry's shoulder but Harry flinched away. Trying to move away from Remus brought him closer to Sirius. He didn't mind this. The easier it was to play the innocent abused child was the better.
"Shh. Lets go get you stuff Kiddo." Sirius said. Grabbing Harry and lifting him up. Cradling Harry in his arms. Harry put his arms aroung Sirius neck and nestled his head in Sirius's chest. Enjoying the comfort. Making sure is ladder was still hidden. Making sure his secret was hidden from these people who could penetrate his sanctuary of pain.
Remus looked at Sirius. He wan'st hurt by Harry's response. Just concerned. Sirius shook his head. Telling him he didn't know why Harry had done that.
Tonks led the way to the Dursleys. Sirius held Harry tightly. Trying to give all his love through his touch. When they entered the Dursleys, Tonks charmed the whole family. Elimenating the distraction they formed. Putting them all under a magical sleep.
"Is there anything you want buddy?" Sirius asked Harry gently. They had packed all the obvious stuff in his trunk and had shrunk it.
Harry's eyelids were drooping dangerously. By the time they had reached the Dursleys he was half asleep. Hearing Sirus voice he thought of only one thing. His pain reliver. "Pillow." Harry murmered sleepily.
When Remus picked up the pillow Sirius saw what was underneath the pillow. The knife he had given Harry. "Why does he have a knife under there?" Tonks asked her cousin.
"Probably protection from his Uncle. Take it with you. Lets go." Sirius aid dissmising the matter imediatley. Harry was smart for that bit of protection.
Unfortunatley Sirius didn't know that that wasn't for protection. If only he knw what Harry used it for he would take it away imediatley. It was almost Ironic. Harry used something someone who loved him more than anyone ever had to cause himself pain. Never ending numbing pain.
"Where do we take him?" Remus asked as Sirius pulled an old marker out his pocket. Still holding Harry easily. The teenager was to light for his own good.
"Safe House. Tonks go to HQ and tell them everything. Tell them we have taken HArry to a safe place and he will return soon." Sirius said. Before Tonks could say anything Sirius, Harry, and Remus were gone in a puff of blue smoke.
HPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHP "Hey Kiddo. Wake up." Sirus said setting Harry on his be in teh new cottage.
They were in the middle of a large forest. Surrounded by trees and beautiful blue sky. The cottage from the outside looked samll. On the inside though it held Five Bedrooms, Seven bathrooms, A living room, A kitchen, and in the back yard was a Quidditch court. By order of Sirius of course. Each room was large with a four-poster bed and a bathroom attached. The bathroom had large jacuzzi tub with assorted bubble baths from all around the world. Sirius and Remus had worked on this hard. Really hard. They were here working on Harry's birthday. They had wanted to bring Harry here on his birthday but Dumbledore wouldn't allow it. So they had disapered on Harry's birthday for no reason.
"No, tired." Harry said. Rolling over again.
"Fine. Sleep but when you wake up we have to talk."Remus said genlty but commanding. Harry needed help. His Uncle had beat him and the boy was trying to make it go away. Trying to leave it inside of him. Trying to make nobody realize he was hurting. Remus didn't know how much Harry Potter was hurting though. He had no idea.
Harry slept through the day. When it was midnight he woke up a little. Looking around he tried to realize were he was. The Safe House is what Sirius had called it. They had finally taken him away from the Dursleys. He had to be beaten, broken, and unemotional but they finally did it. God the bastards. Harry thought reaching around for his trunk. He found it. Sifting through it's contents he found no knife. 'SHIT!' He cursed mentally. Tonks had his knife. Sirius had her take it. "DAMNIT" He whispered harshly. Almost hissing. His pain reliver was gone. He was alone with Sirius and Remus with no way to vent. His pain was going to become worse. He would steal a knife from the kitchen. He would do that now. He would save his pain.
Thus Harry James Potter walked quietly down to the kitchen. Never did he realize that he was no longer doing his ladder to have the flow of relief. He ws addicted to a deadly drug. He was addicted to his own pain. His own blood. His own demise.
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