"How about we play a bit Harry?" Daddy asked, keeping his voice low and gentle. Since Draco's attack yesterday, Harry has barely said a word.
Harry sniffled and shook his head burying his face into Daddy's neck. Yesterday had been one of the most scary days of his life. When the black smoke had hit him, all of his senses stopped working. And, his head kept replaying the final battle with Voldemort, he could here the high cruel laughter all around him.
"Harry, please. It's alright, he's been expelled he can never hurt you again, Daddy promises." Daddy tried, sighing when Harry didn't respond.
He sat down in one of the arm chairs, keeping Harry in his lap, Harry's legs bracketing his.
"How about something to eat? You barely ate breakfast and I don't know about you, but I-"
He was cut off by a loud knocking on the door.
Daddy stood up and tried to put Harry down, but Harry whined and clung to him tighter.
"I don't know who it is. I know you would rather I not answer the door with you, come on. I'll be back in a moment, maybe with a treat" Daddy bargained.
Harry looked up at him with watery green eyes and nodded slowly, letting his grip go slack as he was put down. Harry curled up in the armchair, sucking on his dummy.
He watched as Daddy walked to the door pulling it open. Harry's heart raced at the look on daddy's on face.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Daddy snarled at the person on the other side.
"We came to take Harry,"