Am I Meant to Be Loved?
Chapter three

"Harry Potter, I'm Arthur Weasley, pleasure to meet you," he said before sitting down. Harry just looked at him.

"Why did you put the food there, I though you said you wouldn't hurt me," he asked innocently, but then his eyes widened and he covered his mouth. He tensed up, waiting to be hit.

"What's wrong? Aren't you hungry?" He asked. Harry shook his head, not trusting himself to speak. "Are you sure? Your skin and bones," Harry nodded. Then a cold gust of wind blew in and Arthur shivered.

"Are you cold?" Harry asked. He then stood and picked up the plate of food. He carried it over to Arthur and placed it in front of him. Then he hopped off the table so that his feet made a slapping sound on the cold floor. He turned and looked up at Arthur. "Then eat the food if you're cold," he said. Arthur leaned down and picked the tiny body up and sat him on the chair next to him.

"The food's yours, now eat up," he invited the boy to eat, the boy just started to shake.

"Not allowed to," he said. "Uncle Vernon said that good food should not be wasted on an ungrateful shit like me. Rule number three," he said in a dull voice. Arthur heard a gasp and saw Ron.

"Mom said she would be here in a moment. He just said a naughty word," he told, pointing at Harry.

"Do you obey all of the rules that your uncle says?" Harry looked at him in a way they asked 'Do you think I'm stupid!'

"Yes," he answered.

"What sort of rules do you have to follow?" Arthur asked.

"Rule number one, do everything told. Rule number two, no questions. Number three is good food not allowed and four is stay in my cupboard. Rule five is don't try to be better than Dudley. Six is no speaking of anything not normal. Rule number seven is be grateful that I'm allowed to live with them. Eight and nine are don't talk back and don't talk unless I'm told to. The last rule is any other rules that Uncle Vernon or Aunt Petunia decide to make. Failure to complete any rule will resolve in punishment." He recited in a monotone voice. The two stood there until Ron spoke.

"What can you do?" Harry shut his mouth with a click.

"Well, here the rules are different, you may eat that food," Harry shook his head.

"You just want me to get a beating!" He yelled, then realizing he spoke, he shut up and stared at the floor.

"Arthur! Dumbledore's hear!" Came a voice, and Harry hid behind the chair as two more adults came in.

"Hello Albus, There is a Harry Potter here that I would like you to see. Harry, come out," Harry just hid further behind the chair.

"Harry Potter? But, he's supposed to be with his aunt and uncle. That's the only place safe for him, you must take him back immediately," The old man said.

"Those muggles are some of the worst sort! You can't send him back!" Arthur shouted.

"I know they don't approve of magic, but it is the best place for him. Now, Harry, come out!" Harry stepped carefully out and pulled the over sized shirt around his thin frame.

"Oh, dear, what happened to your face?" The woman asked. He looked at her.

"It's from the car crash that killed my parents," he said slowly, backing towards the door.

"Not that one, the ones by your eye," Harry started to get nervous.

"Well, er, I fell down the stairs," he said quickly, still inching towards the door. He knew they didn't believe him, no one ever did.

"Well, we need to wash you up before taking you back.," the old man said. He turned to Arthur. "It is the safest place for him to be, Arthur. You much understand, I know those muggles don't like our kind, but they are still the only living family he has. The house is also protected against dark magic," he said. Harry was about to cry. He didn't want to go back. He knew that if he did, he would die before he could see the next month.

Harry began to walk faster to the door, but then someone grabbed his wrist. He flinched and his eyes started to water as his wrist was held firmly. He looked up and saw a man with greasy hair standing in the doorway.

"Who is this Albus? And may I ask why you brought me here?" The old man answered.

"That is Harry Potter. We need you to take him back to his aunt and uncle's house. Would you please do that after giving him a bath?" He asked. Harry eyes widened at the word bath.

"Bath? As in water?" He asked hesitantly. Severus sneered.

"Yes, I do believe that water is needed in a bath, now come along," he said pulling the arm. Harry screamed in pain and tried to get the hand off of his wrist.

"Stop whining!" The man snarled as he tore the other hand off of his own. He stopped, though, when he saw a cut down the back of the hand. He conjured a stool and placed the boy on it. He rolled the sleeve up and his eyes widened. He grabbed the young child's shoulders and held on tightly as the child whimpered in pain and tensed visibly. "What happened?" He asked in a voice that clearly stated 'Tell the truth.' Harry was too scared at this point to care. He closed his eyes and tried unsuccessfully to get away from prying eyes. "You three, get out" he ordered the adults in the room. His eyes caught a tuft of red, "That includes you," he said to Ron. They left and he turned back to the trembling boy.

"Now, tell me two did this," he said as he conjured a tub and filled it with water. Harry opened his eyes and wished he didn't when he saw the water.

"Please don't drown me! I say anything! Just don't kill me please!" He begged as his eyes teared up. Severus' eyes widened.

I am sorry for not updating lately. Another death in the family, and I just started a full time job type thing (It is actually an unpaid internship) and I have not had a lot of time. I also missed out on having internet for a week or two and my room was being occupied, so I had to sleep on the couch. I had some time at the beginning right after I edited the second chappie, but I put it off, then one thing happened, then another, and it spirled out of control. So it really is my fault, I'm just explaining what happened. And I'm sunburnt on my shoulders. I hope everyone that celebrates the Fourth of July enjoyed it.

With Stolen Innocence, I don't have much more written because I usually write during school days during my free time, but I will try to find time that I can write without thinking of other things that I should be doing other then that, not could but should. I skipped out of a lot of lessons in school just to write, it was either lesson, homework, or writing and there were no other responsibilities at the time that I HAD to do.

With Two Worlds, I have ran into a writer's block, but I think I have the next chappie writen down in my notebook, if I can find it in the jungle also known as my desk. I am not usually unorganized, but I moved everything into one spot so that the person using my room could have more room.

Thank you for the reviews!

Ashley Lauren Potter

Xandra the Blue - I'm sorry about the americanisms, but I am American and I have never been out of America, while I do have a friend or two in England, I have never really spoken with them about these things, so I don't know what they say about most things, I apologise for not knowing a lot about this

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to be left outside alone - I do think that is similar to a sevretus story

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k-red - here's snape

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shazia Born confused - they were in a store

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Heart Of The Wizard

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opal - I didn't even think of it, but I do think it is too late to change it now, and it might happen next chappie or something

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Shadowed Rains - that was cute, your review I mean