Wow, thanks for the reviews. I hadn't expected them so soon.
Okay, I will write another chapter....
Gone Missing
By Skyler
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Harry sat all by himself, or at least he thought he was by himself. His eyes were covered and his hands were tied behind his back. His legs were tied down to something and he wouldn't of been able to move to save his life.
"You idiot! Bring him back! The dark lord said we couldn't capture him yet! He's going to kill both of us!" came a voice, Harry could tell wasn't too far from him.
"I can't! I took him from some stupid ride place, I should have killed him already, the damn little shit." another man said.
"Take him back or you'll be a dead little shit!"
"No, let me have some fun with him first, nobody loves him anyway. So let's kill him,"
"If the Lord finds out you're worse off then he will be in a few months!"
"Oh I doubt that,"
"Bring him back I say!" and Harry heard a door slam shut and the one man walking away furiously, as if wanting nothing to do with what he had found out.
"Thinks he can tell me what to do? Fat chance! I can do whatever I want to this little piece of crap,"
Harry tensed up with fear, he heard the man's footsteps draw nearer and nearer to him.
Finally, after a long hard antisipation Harry was punched, on his right cheek. But it hadn't felt like a hand punch....
"Jeriom!" the man said and Harry was 'punched' five more times in the same spot.
"Boy that felt good." he said.
Harry's breathing was heavy and blood rolled down his cheek as he lay there, flat on his back.
"Oh how I wish I could do more.." the man said. Harry bit his lip and prayed he wouldn't be there anymore. That he would wake up and be back in his room, angry at his parents.
Something unexpected happened. Out of nowhere Harry fell forwards, he was suddenly untied and was out in his backyard. The first thing he did was put his hand to his face, sure enough it had really happended. His right cheek was totally numb. The whole thing. And it was swelling.
Harry looked around him, just to make sure he was alone. He was so he took off towards the deck stairs.
It had to be late. It was so dark Harry could only see because of the lights from the windows from inside his home.
He got to the sliding glass door and began banging on it.
"Open up! PLEASE! OPEN THE DOOR!" Harry screamed, trying the door handle but it was locked.
He saw his parents, Dumbledore, Sirius, Jenny, and Remus sitting around the kitchen table. James was the first to look up and see Harry's dark figure in the glass door.
"Oh my God!" James yelled.
He got up and went to the door to let Harry in. He engulfed him in a hug. Harry could hear his father crying and his mom was hugging him from behind, she also was sobbing.
"Thank God, oh Thank God," James said.
Harry tried hard not to cry himself, standing there tightly between his parents chests.
"Oh Harry, you're alive! You're alive!" Lily cried, they both finally pulled away from him to get a close look. Lily gasped at Harry's face.
"Oh honey, what happened?" Lily asked, facing Harry. Harry was average height. He was little under a head shorter then James and was a inch or two shorter then Lily.
Harry looked around at everyone. They all looked concerned and were smiling, knowing he was there and was okay.
Harry looked at the clock. It was already near midnight. How long had he been gone? Not that long was he?
He looked back at his mom. She was crying still and was waiting for Harry to say something. He had to bite his lip. He felt the tears forming.
"Honey it's okay to cry," Lily said.
Harry shook his head and ran. He ran down to his bedroom. He barely made it there. When he did the first thing he saw, which was a old picture of his parents, him and his brother and sister way back when Harry was only 6 or 7 and Mikala was only a infant, and he threw it with all his might. It shattered against the wall.
By that time James and Lily were down there.
"Go away!" Harry yelled. He tried to hide his face from them but Lily grabbed his arms and forced them away.
"Harry, look up at me honey. It's okay to be upset. It's okay," she said.
Harry shook his head and his face screwed up in pain. He let out a loud sob as he fell in a heap to the floor. His mother craddled him in her arms. Harry rested his cheek against her shoulder. Sobbing, letting everything out. He finally broke.
"It's okay, it's okay," Lily continued to say.
James sat down next to his breaking son and wife. He didn't know what to do. He didn't know if he touched Harry if he would try and get away from him. If Harry did that James wouldn't be able to take it. He missed when HArry came to him with every problem. No matter what it was. Now Harry kept it all inside and was crabby a lot. James couldn't blame him though, what happened to him during his 4th year would make anyone like that.
But James was glad Harry was letting it out. It must of hurt.
James bent forward a little and set his hand daringly on Harry's back. Harry was shaking like mad and his sobs kept coming, he was clinging to Lily as if his life depended on it. It reminded James of when Harry was a infant and couldn't sleep during the night.As he got older Harry got worse with sleeping by himself in his room, he'd always have nightmares. Lily would rock him to sleep as a toddler, craddling him while he cried in the middle of the night. Harry was never a night person.
"Harry, Harry, it's okay honey," Lily said. She looked up at James, her face showed her worry.
James scooted over so he was right by Harry's face. He put his hand on his son's head and got so close James's forehead touched Harry's.
"We're going to take care of this, don't worry. It won't happen again buddy, don't worry," James said.
Harry shook his head no.
"What do you mean no?" James asked kindly, "Nobody is going to get you again,"
"He's already got it coming... wait a few months then he'll get it..." The thoughts swarmed Harry's mind.
"Harry, you're scaring me. What do you mean no?" James asked again. Harry just shook his head and closed his eyes, he continued bawling his eyes out.
Lily began singing,
"You are my sunshine
my only sunshine
you make me happy,
when skies are grey
you'll never know dear
how much I love you
so please don't take my sunshine away."
James got up and dimmed the light. Assuming right when he thought Lily was trying to get Harry calmed enough to sleep. That way they could fix his face and get him into bed. Hopefully when he woke up he would feel better.
"Shhhh, you are my sunshine,
my only sunshine
you make me happy
when skies are grey
you'll never know dear
how much I love you
so please don't take my sunshine away."
And with James's help by lightly rubbing Harry's back with his fingertips they got Harry calmed down, eventually getting him to fall asleep.
"You are my sunshine...
my only sunshine...." Lily began whispering the song.
Gone Missing
By Skyler
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Harry sat all by himself, or at least he thought he was by himself. His eyes were covered and his hands were tied behind his back. His legs were tied down to something and he wouldn't of been able to move to save his life.
"You idiot! Bring him back! The dark lord said we couldn't capture him yet! He's going to kill both of us!" came a voice, Harry could tell wasn't too far from him.
"I can't! I took him from some stupid ride place, I should have killed him already, the damn little shit." another man said.
"Take him back or you'll be a dead little shit!"
"No, let me have some fun with him first, nobody loves him anyway. So let's kill him,"
"If the Lord finds out you're worse off then he will be in a few months!"
"Oh I doubt that,"
"Bring him back I say!" and Harry heard a door slam shut and the one man walking away furiously, as if wanting nothing to do with what he had found out.
"Thinks he can tell me what to do? Fat chance! I can do whatever I want to this little piece of crap,"
Harry tensed up with fear, he heard the man's footsteps draw nearer and nearer to him.
Finally, after a long hard antisipation Harry was punched, on his right cheek. But it hadn't felt like a hand punch....
"Jeriom!" the man said and Harry was 'punched' five more times in the same spot.
"Boy that felt good." he said.
Harry's breathing was heavy and blood rolled down his cheek as he lay there, flat on his back.
"Oh how I wish I could do more.." the man said. Harry bit his lip and prayed he wouldn't be there anymore. That he would wake up and be back in his room, angry at his parents.
Something unexpected happened. Out of nowhere Harry fell forwards, he was suddenly untied and was out in his backyard. The first thing he did was put his hand to his face, sure enough it had really happended. His right cheek was totally numb. The whole thing. And it was swelling.
Harry looked around him, just to make sure he was alone. He was so he took off towards the deck stairs.
It had to be late. It was so dark Harry could only see because of the lights from the windows from inside his home.
He got to the sliding glass door and began banging on it.
"Open up! PLEASE! OPEN THE DOOR!" Harry screamed, trying the door handle but it was locked.
He saw his parents, Dumbledore, Sirius, Jenny, and Remus sitting around the kitchen table. James was the first to look up and see Harry's dark figure in the glass door.
"Oh my God!" James yelled.
He got up and went to the door to let Harry in. He engulfed him in a hug. Harry could hear his father crying and his mom was hugging him from behind, she also was sobbing.
"Thank God, oh Thank God," James said.
Harry tried hard not to cry himself, standing there tightly between his parents chests.
"Oh Harry, you're alive! You're alive!" Lily cried, they both finally pulled away from him to get a close look. Lily gasped at Harry's face.
"Oh honey, what happened?" Lily asked, facing Harry. Harry was average height. He was little under a head shorter then James and was a inch or two shorter then Lily.
Harry looked around at everyone. They all looked concerned and were smiling, knowing he was there and was okay.
Harry looked at the clock. It was already near midnight. How long had he been gone? Not that long was he?
He looked back at his mom. She was crying still and was waiting for Harry to say something. He had to bite his lip. He felt the tears forming.
"Honey it's okay to cry," Lily said.
Harry shook his head and ran. He ran down to his bedroom. He barely made it there. When he did the first thing he saw, which was a old picture of his parents, him and his brother and sister way back when Harry was only 6 or 7 and Mikala was only a infant, and he threw it with all his might. It shattered against the wall.
By that time James and Lily were down there.
"Go away!" Harry yelled. He tried to hide his face from them but Lily grabbed his arms and forced them away.
"Harry, look up at me honey. It's okay to be upset. It's okay," she said.
Harry shook his head and his face screwed up in pain. He let out a loud sob as he fell in a heap to the floor. His mother craddled him in her arms. Harry rested his cheek against her shoulder. Sobbing, letting everything out. He finally broke.
"It's okay, it's okay," Lily continued to say.
James sat down next to his breaking son and wife. He didn't know what to do. He didn't know if he touched Harry if he would try and get away from him. If Harry did that James wouldn't be able to take it. He missed when HArry came to him with every problem. No matter what it was. Now Harry kept it all inside and was crabby a lot. James couldn't blame him though, what happened to him during his 4th year would make anyone like that.
But James was glad Harry was letting it out. It must of hurt.
James bent forward a little and set his hand daringly on Harry's back. Harry was shaking like mad and his sobs kept coming, he was clinging to Lily as if his life depended on it. It reminded James of when Harry was a infant and couldn't sleep during the night.As he got older Harry got worse with sleeping by himself in his room, he'd always have nightmares. Lily would rock him to sleep as a toddler, craddling him while he cried in the middle of the night. Harry was never a night person.
"Harry, Harry, it's okay honey," Lily said. She looked up at James, her face showed her worry.
James scooted over so he was right by Harry's face. He put his hand on his son's head and got so close James's forehead touched Harry's.
"We're going to take care of this, don't worry. It won't happen again buddy, don't worry," James said.
Harry shook his head no.
"What do you mean no?" James asked kindly, "Nobody is going to get you again,"
"He's already got it coming... wait a few months then he'll get it..." The thoughts swarmed Harry's mind.
"Harry, you're scaring me. What do you mean no?" James asked again. Harry just shook his head and closed his eyes, he continued bawling his eyes out.
Lily began singing,
"You are my sunshine
my only sunshine
you make me happy,
when skies are grey
you'll never know dear
how much I love you
so please don't take my sunshine away."
James got up and dimmed the light. Assuming right when he thought Lily was trying to get Harry calmed enough to sleep. That way they could fix his face and get him into bed. Hopefully when he woke up he would feel better.
"Shhhh, you are my sunshine,
my only sunshine
you make me happy
when skies are grey
you'll never know dear
how much I love you
so please don't take my sunshine away."
And with James's help by lightly rubbing Harry's back with his fingertips they got Harry calmed down, eventually getting him to fall asleep.
"You are my sunshine...
my only sunshine...." Lily began whispering the song.