Freak

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The sound of someone breathing near him was what woke Harry. He was sore but he did not feel like he was being torn apart like he had before. Slowly he opened his sore and blurry eyes immediately alert as it was not dark so he was no longer in his safe place, his cupboard. Panic rose from the pit of his stomach as he breathing elevated and his chest constricted. He really could not move much he felt heavy which gave him more panic as a strangled cried parted from his lips. He had to get back to his cupboard he would be in so much trouble when his aunt and uncle found out. He struggled to sit up but something kept him from doing so. There were sudden noises some from his left and others from his right as two blurry figures were now near him.

" Harry dear please calm down, your safe" the voice of a woman spoke softly but he did not know why she was calling him that, his name was Freak, it was not Harry…she could not have been talking to him. A hand was gently placed on his shoulder and he flinched violently away as his breathing was more panicked to the point that the blurry figures were being taken over by dark spots.

" Poppy…don't just stand there, cast a breathing charm!" a male voice spoke, his voice was deep and oddly soothing as he felt as if a mask had suddenly been put over his nose a mouth as he felt air being forced into his lungs as he no longer felt as if his world was being darkened out. He seemed to slowly calm as the air filled his lungs. He felt himself being propped up so he was no longer laying down, tears running down his pale and gaunt cheeks.

" I'm sorry!" his small voice choked out as he looked down, it hurt to move but his hand fell on the soft material of Bobbity, his fingers closed around his only friend as he pulled him close. He could not really see him well but he could tell that the toy smelt like the fresh linens that his aunt would wash their clothing in at home. He squinted as he could also tell that the bunny was no longer dark brownish grey but a light blue and that that his right ear was no only almost off just by feeling it. True he was in pain but someone…someone had cleaned and fixed his friend. His green eyes widened as he gripped him tighter.

" Someone fixeded you" he whispered to the bunny as he held him to his face like a treasured procession. The blurry figure on the right, the woman spoke softly to him.
" Thats right Harry…Professor Snape mended your bunny…after he brought you here" she stated softly not knowing of he would understand what she meant.

"Who…who is Harry?" he asked, not all of his speech was was slightly off, he after all had not gone to school. He tightened his grip on the small bunny.

" Bobbity is Mines" he stated suddenly as if the toy would be taken from him.
"I saveded him from the trash when Dudley not want no mores!" he said as he would fight for it if he had to.

" No one is going to take him from you Harry" the blurry deep male voice on the left said could see the woman on the right was dressed in white but the man on the left was in black. His lower lip trembled as he shook his head.

" I'm not Harry! I'm freak!" he cried as he buried his face again. There were two sudden intakes of breaths as Poppy looked to Severus in not just shock but anger.

Severus gently reached over to lower the bunny from the child's face as he spoke softly.

" Your name is most definitely…not… freak" he stated firmly.
" Your mother and father named you Harold James Potter…or Harry for short" he stated but the young child shook his head, his hair falling in his eyes as he did this.
"Aunt Tunia said my mommy and daddy were drunks, who'd never wanted meh!" he sniffled as he tried to move from the mans touch but Severus would not allow him.

" Your Aunt was wrong and an liar!" he stated firmly which caused Harry to stiffen, his eyes widened as he looked towards the man in shock and awe, no one had ever dared call his aunt that before.

Severus loosened his grip on the boy as he saw he had his attention.
" Why don't you tell me more about your friend…Bobbity is it?" he asked as he motioned for Poppy to start her diagnostics on the child while he was distracted. Harry was Hesitant but looked down at the blurred bunny that he held and nodded his head.

" Bobbity is brave…he fights away the bad things in my cupburd" he said softly.
"Except Legsy…LEgsy is Spider…Dudley don'ts come in cause of him…I like Legsy" he said softly as he tensed when he felt a tingle run over him and then a warm wet heat under him as his face got red. He had wet himself, tears filling his eyes as he shook his head.

" I sorry…I…I clean it up…I sorry I wet dah beds!" he cried but Severus once again reached over to calm him as he waved his wand and not only was he cleaned up but his pajamas were changed and the bed was changed and clean.

" Shhhh child calm down…do not worry there is nothing to be ashamed about, lay back and rest you are safe here and your aunt and uncle will never harm you again" he said softly as the child looked at him his wide green eyes, Lily's eyes looked at him.

" Promise?" he asked brokenly as Severus at that very exact moment swore to himself if he ever found Petunia and her husband he would kill them gave a gentle nod as he reached over to caress the hair from his face, the boy flinched harshly but the warmth of his hand also caused him to close his eyes and fall back asleep once Poppy was done spelling potions into him, one including a very mild sleeping drought.

Once the small child closed his eyes Severus sat back in his chair and ran a hand over his face in frustration to what had just transpired.

" How is he haling Poppy?" he asked tiredly as she handed him the parchment that held his current injuries.

" The infections are nearly gone…I will need a few more blood replenishers. I want to make sure his blood is clean after all this is said and done." She said softly as she handed him another parchment with all the potions she needed for Harry and another for the ones needed for the year. It would take a week or so to get them all done but he had the ones she would need for Harry already so that was good.

" I also sent in an order to London to the occulus for some proper glasses, his eyes are as bad as his fathers, I dare say worse with all the abuse." She said softly as she looked to him.

" Would you be a dare and pick them up for me when you go today?" she asked as she knew he had to go to London later. Severus gave a quick nod. The sound of the infirmary doors opening however caught their attention as Albus stepped in. Walking over he looked down a the child and then to them.

" Has he awoken?" he asked softly as not to disturb the sleeping child. Poppy handed him a small parchment with his current injuries.

" He has and I dare say he will need a mind healer after the abuse he has gone through!" she said as she gave a sigh and shaking her head.
" He is healing rather well, his own magic is helping him heal…has there been any word if they have found the monsters who have done this?" she asked and Albus shook his head.

" I have spoken to Kingsley Shacklebolt and he is on the case personally, he is after all the only one I trust with the information that Harry is even here. If the ministry were to find out they would try and take him into their system and I could only imagine what they would do with the boy" he said sadly as Severus stood and looked to him.

" They can not have him!" he growled as his fist clenched at his sides.
" I failed the boy once, I believed those damn wards were better…I foolishly believed that Petunia would have pity on the boy…No! I will take him my self!" he stated as Poppy blinked in confusion and Albus looked over his glasses at the boy.

" You want to take charge of James Potters son?" he asked as he knew the man before him to be the only viable godfather left for the boy.

Severus gave a nod.
" They both agreed to make me the last choice of godfather for the boy…and it is a shame that I have not stepped in before…even with Chrystian…I could have taken him but I didn't and for that I am deeply ashamed…Lily would kill me if she knew" he said the last part softly as he looked down to the boy.

Albus gave a nod as his eyes sparkled gently at the mention of Chrystian.

" And how is the young miss Slate?" he asked softly as Severus looked back to him and straightened his shoulders.

" She is currently helping Hagrid feed the threstrals, I dare say she has been trying to get one to bond with her as a familiar" he gave sneer at the mention of his oldest wards antics.

" Now…if you excuse me I do have to be going…Chrystian needs to go to Diagon Alley for her supplies" he stated as he turned on his heels his robes fluttering behind him dramatically.