Obsession, Madness and Love
Chapter 8
Dursleys, Draco and DADAs
July 3rd
Privet DriveHarry's plan was working for the most part, Dudley had only done it twice but he did get up and go walking with Harry, and Petunia had registered for the summer session at the local college. Vernon was a different story. Harry had been racking his mind to find something he could do for his Uncle that would get him to ease off on him. Harry didn't mind work too much of his life was spent doing hard work, but Vernon never liked any of the things Harry tried to do for him, so Harry just decided to stay out of his Uncle's way as much as possible. Vernon treatment of Harry however mirrored how he was doing at work, if the job was going well; he just ignored Harry, which to Harry was a good thing. If it was going bad, well Harry was Vernon's official whipping boy, both verbally and physically. Luckily, Petunia was now invested in Harry's good health as he did the housework and that left her time to get her studio set up in the garage, so she wouldn't let Vernon get to carried away with punishing Harry.
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Malfoy Manor
July 3rd
Narcissa sat on the Draco's bed, his head in her lap, having cried himself to sleep. "Where is that damn healer."
Pop. "Mistress, the Healer Meenax is here."
"Show her in, quickly." Said Narcissa as she stroked her son's hair.
"Yes, Mistress."
A couple of minutes later Meenax entered the room. She saw Narcissa sitting on the bed, Draco's head in her lap.
"Problem?" Meenax inquired.
"Problem? PROBLEM! My own son threatened to kill me over a stuffed toy dragon. How's that for a problem." Spat Narcissa.
"Hmm, and he didn't kill you because?" queried Meenax.
"He didn't kill me because I reminded him that he loves me, after that he just held me and cried and begged that I not leave him, said he had to have the things that he loves. WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH MY SON?" Narcissa said in a harsh whisper through gritted teeth.
"I see, let me run a few scans of him to confirm my suspicions." Meenax then muttered some words and yellow light shown out the tip of her wand she ran the light over Draco's head and closed her eyes, after a couple of minutes, she stepped back, pointed her wand and Draco and said "Dormos."
"I've put Draco into a healing sleep he should be asleep for at least the next hour." Said Meenax. "Is there somewhere we can talk privately?"
"Sure my rooms are three doors down." Narcissa led the way to her room. Narcissa opened the large oak door, it lead to a private sitting room with white furniture that had a French floral motif. She and Meenax took a seat on the sofa.
"Dibby," Narcissa called and the elf appeared with a pop.
"How may Dibby serve, Mistress?" Asked the Elf,
"Tea for Meenax and myself, biscuits as well."
"Right away, Mistress." said the elf as it disappeared with a pop.
A moment later Dibby returned with a tea set and biscuits. Meenax took a cup of tea and two sugars, as did Narcissa. "Well, are you going to tell me what's wrong with my son today, I do have appointments today." Said Narcissa.
"As do I." Said Meenax. "The problem is that your son didn't fully mature within his cocoon, as I stated before. Most of his body is complete as is most of his veelan powers, however the last thing to develop in a veela are the amourous switches, a sort of a love gage. This love gage is what tells the difference between simple affection and obsessive love and a whole range of other types of love, it decides the levels of love. This is done through what muggles would call a series of synapses, however these synapses are either not firing or misfiring or a combination of both at the wrong time. The end result is that he's rating all love the same as obsessive love. Which is probably why he was willing to kill for a stuffed toy, and didn't kill you because he also loves you. It is a lucky thing that he has not found his mate yet." said Meenax as she took a sip of her tea.
"Why is that?"
"Well, because a veela's love gage overloads when the meet their mate, if that had happened before the problem is fixed, well, we wouldn't be able to fix the problem the damage would be much worse and incurable, it would more than likely lead to a murder/suicide, but as your son has not met his mate yet, we can still provide treatment. It will require for him to spend a couple of weeks in Saint Mungo's though." Said Meenax.
"He can't do a couple of weeks in St. Mungo's, Lucius would never allow it, and I don't have custody of him yet. He's not legally an adult until next year. Lucius would see this as an opportunity to get me to stay with him. I would stay with him for Draco, but I would prefer there to be another option." Said Narcissa.
"Well, there is just say that he's going on a vacation to one of the Healing springs for Veelas for a couple of weeks. Actually, there is a healing springs with a veela hospital over in Spain, the specialist for your son treatment is there anyway. As Lucius is not veela enough to go there, there is no way for him to check up on you both. His percentage of Veela is lower than yours, correct?"
"Yes, I was always the stronger veela." Said Narcissa
"Good, because you are right on the borderline of being able to go there yourself, he could not go if he wanted to.
"Perfect. I'll inform at dinner that we are going. What about Draco in the meantime, we couldn't possibly leave until tomorrow." Stated Narcissa.
"Don't worry, that healing sleep spell will have him right as rain for the next three days, unfortunately after that it won't work anymore. Which is why he'll need the treatment." Said Meenax.
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Draco awoke an hour later and he was indeed himself again. He remembered everything he did, and he was mortified that he had threatened his mother of a stuffed toy, yes he loved it but his mother was everything to him. He went to find Narcissa and found her in her rooms.
"Puff, you're awake, thank Goddess I was worried about you." Said Narcissa as she went to her son and held him in a fierce hug.
"Oh Mother, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to threaten you like that; I'm so scared. I know… I know I meant what I said; I would have killed you to keep H.R. I don't feel that way now, but it was scary, all I knew was that I loved that H.R. and that I couldn't live without it. And then you reminded me that I loved you, and I knew I couldn't live without you either. Mother what's happening to me." Draco pleaded.
Narcissa guided him over to the same sofa she had talked to Meenax on just a half hour before. "Puff, your transformation didn't go well. You left your cocoon too soon, the final stage was not completed and it was an important stage, however it can be fixed. I've arranged for us to go the Veela Spa in Spain. Only those of sufficient veela blood can approach it, as I am barely able to qualify to go, it will be just you and me. You can get treatment there, and should be right as rain before a week before school starts. I'm going to inform your father tonight, and we'll leave first thing in the morning."
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Hogwarts
1:45 pm
Severus Snape sat behind the desk of Albus Dumbledore, waiting for the arrival of the new assassin, better known as the new DADA instructor. He was reading one of his potions books when he heard a knock.
"Enter." When Snape saw he entered the room he growled, "YOU!"
"Hello Severus, I have an appointment with Dumbledore." Said Remus Lupin.
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Hogwarts
1:55 pm
Severus sat in Dumbledore's office, he really didn't like talking to the damn Marauders, even if Lupin was the gentlest one, he was still a Marauder and that was reason enough to hate the man. There came another knock on the door,
"ENTER!" Snape yelled still not in control of himself. A beautiful woman of near ethereal beauty gracefully entered the room, Severus fought with all his might to keep his jaw from dropping at the sight of her.
"Hello, I have an appointment with Headmaster Dumbledore, my name is Vanessa Meenax."
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Hogwarts
2:15 pm
Meenax had left the office ten minutes ago and Snape while able to keep his composure in front of the veela, was having a hard time now that he was alone. She simply took his breath away, and it wasn't the veela allure he wasn't immune to that but he could always tell when it was effecting him, no this woman all on her own, affected him that way. He was just getting control and getting ready to leave when another knock came from the door.
"Enter." His old friend enter, it had been a few months since they'd met and he was glad his friend was well.
"Hello Severus," Said Narcissa, "long time no see. I have an appointment with the Headmaster. Am I late? I lost my watch and I really have no idea what time it is?"
"It's 2:15." Said Severus as he walked from the behind the desk and went to Narcissa took her hand a kissed.
"Ah." Said Narcissa.
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Malfoy ManorMeenax had returned to Malfoy Manor to give an update on arrangement for Draco and Narcissa stay at the Veela Spa. Narcissa was sitting in her sitting with Meenax on the sofa having tea.
"Well, all the arrangements are made, he is a portkey," Meenax had Narcissa an eight inch long brass skeleton key. It will activate at precisely 10 a.m. tomorrow morning and take you straight to the spa. I'm sure you will like there, you both, of course, have a sweet. You'll have a day acclimate yourselves, and then the procedure will be done of the next two day following. Then it will be recovery, and then rehab, as I said he should be home and normal by July 23."
"Are we going to see you there?" Asked Narcissa.
"No, I'm afraid not, I have set you up with physician who is one of the best in the world and old friend of mine from University, he studied healing while I double majored in Healing and the Defense Against the Dark Arts."
"Why double major?" Asked Narcissa as she took a sip of her tea.
"Well, not that many veela in Britain, so most British Veela healers double major, so that when they don't have patients they can still make a living. As a matter of fact I just got hired at Hogwarts."
"Really, then I guess I'll be seeing you there. In University I majored in DADA as well as Muggle Studies, I just got hired at Hogwarts too, but don't tell anyone I haven't told anyone yet, not even Draco and definitely not Lucius."
"Great I'll see you there, I have to get going, I have some paperwork from Hogwarts to go over. And a few patients to visit tomorrow and I want to be up on their cases."
"Yea, I have some paperwork from Hogwarts to go over too, I'll probably do that at the spa, though, have a good night."
"You too, and I'll see you when you and Draco return from the Spa. Have a good night." Meenax said and then headed home.
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Malfoy Manor
Dinner-time
Narcissa informed Lucius of their leaving in the morning but were surprised when he gave no objection, and simply said for them to come back when Draco was well. Lucius left after dinner he said he to run an errand before going to bed.
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Riddle Manor
July 3rd in the P.M.
"My Lord," Said Lucius as he kissed the hem of Voldemort's robes, "I have news of my son, My Lord."
"What news do you bring me? Is your son ready to meet with me?"
"Nay, my Lord, his transformation has not gone as well as we expected. He needs to be healed at the Veela Spa, he will return a week before school starts, the next day after his return I will bring him to you my Lord." Said Lucius, never looking up at his master.
"Fine, I know that when veela are unwell, they can be very dangerous better he is healthy before he comes before me. Very well, Lucius you are dismissed."
A dark figure stood on the side and watched the exchange. "What would the dark lord want with Draco Malfoy? Dumbledore may want to know of this."
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Privet Drive
July 20th
When Harry had completed all the chores for Petunia and then start dinner; Petunia would finish it when she got home. She wanted to feel still connected to the family so she had opted to complete the dinner for the family nearly every night, instead of leaving it for Harry. Harry was the better cook, but he said nothing, things between him and his aunt were better and he didn't want to rock the boat. She still didn't like him, but she didn't dislike him as much, she only frowned at him periodically, but didn't call him names anymore.
Dudley and Harry would still go walking after Dudley got in from Summer school, Harry would try to get Dudley to pick up the pace a bit. Which worked, Dudley had actually lost 15 pounds. Petunia wanted to celebrate with a little party and food, but Harry talked Dudley out of it, because he didn't want Dudley to gain any of the weight he just lost back. True the weight he lost didn't show, the term 'drop in a bucket' came to mind, but Dudley did feel a bit better and could go walking longer before getting tired.
Things with Vernon were going down hill fast. Grunnings was not doing well at all, and there were massive lay-offs and pay cuts. Vernon for the most part managed to keep his pay the same, but he had been promoted and got more work but no increase in pay, his frustration had to be expressed somewhere and so at night, Harry was the choice. Harry couldn't defend himself with magic. He gave his word that as long as Vernon didn't speak ill of the dead he wouldn't. Harry physically trying to defend himself was a joke; it was like Mike Tyson in his heyday versus Michael Jackson any day, ABSOLUTELY NO CONTEST. Defending himself just made thing worse and then Harry couldn't work at all for days, which then pissed off Petunia who had to do his jobs, and hers and go to classes. Vernon in the meanwhile had taken to taking Harry into the garage at night and beating him, he never hit him anywhere it would show, and didn't break any bones, but it was enough so that Harry was sore and bruised under his clothes a lot of the time. Vernon specifically warned Harry not to tell Petunia of his treatment of Harry or it would go the worse for him, because sooner or later Petunia would leave and then Vernon would get him. Between Vernon's extra hours at work and Petunia classes and homework, their sex life was nearly non-existent which really pissed Vernon off even more, which meant that Harry got beaten nearly three or four times a week.
It was now eleven days until Harry sixteenth birthday then he would be able to do magic at home legally. He could hardly wait, he wanted to practice some spells and work on his homework, which for the first time included some practical work, but because he is birthday came so late in the summer he was worried about having the time to complete it all. Vernon seemed to remember that Harry would be able to do magic without the ministry coming down on him, and so over winter holidays he went over Harry's old school books, which were stored in the attic. He had a plan and he would have to work it quickly before the boy's birthday because he figured promise or no sooner or later Harry would use his magic to defend himself and then that would be that for Vernon.
Vernon came home from work about the same time. Harry had managed to finish his chores despite the pain he was in from the last beating and had started dinner, he was simply waiting now for Petunia to come home and take over. Dudley was a Pierce's house so Vernon and Harry were home alone.
"Boy, you and I need to have a talk." Said Vernon as he pulled Harry into the living room.
"About what, sir?" Said Harry as he sat in the recliner. Vernon never let Harry sit in the recliner it was Vernon's favorite seat.
"I know your birthday is soon, you'll be sixteen, and I want a promise from you." Said Vernon.
"A promise?" Harry said.
"Yes, just a promise that you won't do magic in my house." Vernon said, he had a malicious glint in his eyes that sent off warning bells in Harry.
"I already told you I won't do magic." Harry said as he studied his uncle.
"Yes, a promise you could break if you feel like, I want a wizard's oath." Vernon said.
"WHAT! HOW DO YOU EVEN KNOW ABOUT THAT?" Harry yelled.
"Don't raise your voice in my house, you little… Look give me the promise or get the hell out of my house and don't come back." Vernon said as he stared into Harry's eyes.
"Uncle Vernon you know the protections protect me, you and your family, if you throw me out, you'll be just as exposed as I am." Said Harry as he tried to reason with his uncle.
"I'll take my chances. Better that than to have you sitting around here like a bomb waiting to go off."
"Look I want conditions, on the oath."
"Like?" Said Vernon.
"Like I can use magic in an emergency and if we are attacked." Harry said.
"Fine, and you can't use magic on anyone in this family."
"Fine and I can do Magic in my room and outside of this house." Harry Said.
"No way, I don't want that unnaturalness in MY HOUSE!" Vernon screamed.
"Fine then I'll take my chances. And you'll be left to deal with the Death Eaters when they come. And believe they will come once the protections are down. Remember they hate muggles as much as you hate wizards accept they have no problem torturing and killing muggles. Come think of it neither do you." Said Harry.
Vernon growled and thought. "Fine you can do magic outside of the house, and in your room; however, you are never to do magic on Petunia, Dudley or me." Said Vernon.
"Unless it's an emergency." Said Harry.
"Fine, deal, give me the oath." Vernon said.
"I, Harry James Potter, do hereby swear on my magic and my life not to do magic in the Dursley home except in my room. I can only do magic in the Dursley home if it is under attack or some other emergency occurs, and I swear to not use magic on the Dursleys except in an emergency. This oath does not cover accidental magic. This oath is to be upheld until my nineteenth birthday. This is my wizard's oath on my magic and my life." As Harry finished the oath a blue light shown around him, then faded.
"I didn't agree to those last two conditions." Vernon said through his teeth.
"Really, I thought it was implied." Said Harry as he stood up to go to the kitchen. Vernon stood up as well and then punched Harry as hard as he could in the stomach. All the air seemed to leave Harry's body at once and he passed out on the chair he just rose from. Vernon grabbed him by his arm and dragged him upstairs to his room he threw Harry on the floor and locked the door. Then he went back downstairs to turn the stove off until Petunia got home to finish the cooking.
In the week and half until Harry's birthday things if anything got worse for him. He was pretty sure that Vernon had at least cracked a rib or two, but still Petunia and Dudley had no idea about any of it, when they were around Vernon acted like Harry didn't exist or that he wasn't doing anything to the boy, and since Vernon was still careful about the bruises they saw no clue that Harry was being beaten. Sure Vernon use to beat the boy before, but it was never more that spankings when he was younger, this treatment he's getting now is entirely above and beyond anything Vernon had done before and he seemed to love to abuse Harry.
It was now the day before Harry's birthday. He was sore but still he did everything Petunia and Dudley needed him to do. He thought about just telling Petunia what Vernon was doing, but Vernon had a whole card that he just loved to play. The whole card was Sirius and Cedric. Vernon had gotten letters from Dumbledore about both their deaths and Vernon knew how guilty Harry felt. As he beat Harry he would tell him, considering the deaths he caused this is the least he should get for his crimes. Vernon loved to watch the abject pain that flashed on the boys face. Vernon grew more and more sadistic, with each passing day, but still hid his fun from his family.
Harry was glad that Dudley couldn't go very fast walking, for now neither could he thanks to Vernon. Still they did start to cover good distances now, but instead of walking back they usually just took the bus. Today they went as far as they had ever gone before. They would in the country, which was kind of pretty, Dudley was walking behind Harry huffing and puffing a little more than usual, but Harry wrote it off to the distance they had traveled and they had walked about two hours. Dudley started coughing and went off the rode to rest. Harry didn't notice at first until he looked back and Dudley wasn't there. He jogged back and found Dudley under a tree, he was extremely pale, and he was breathing way too hard. Harry knew this wasn't good.
"Duds, I'm going to go get some help you, you just rest."
"No Harry… don't leave me." Said Dudley he was starting to pant he was clutching his heart. "My left arm's got shooting pain… my chest hurts! Harry… I remember this from …heath class, I'm… having a heart attack!"
Harry came closer to Dudley, not believing this, 'Dudley is too young, this can't be happening.' Harry thought. Dudley grabbed Harry's arm in a death grip. The walk and the beatings had weakened Harry he couldn't pull free to get Dudley's grip.
"Dudley, you have to let me go get you some help." Harry pleaded.
"Harry, please stay with me… I don't… want to… die alone." Dudley said as tears ran out of his eyes and down the sides of his head.
"You won't die Duds. You got too much to live for, you have a family that loves you. Friends who care about you, and great future, you got every reason in the world to live." Harry said smiling but sadness was hanging heavy in his heart.
"Harry… I'm sorry." Dudley said.
"You got nothing to sorry for Duds. This summer you been okay." Harry said honestly.
"I'm sorry… my parents… punished you for not being me." Said Dudley.
"Dudley stop talking, save your energy." Harry said.
"No, you have to understand… I heard them… They hate you… because I'm not you." Dudley said.
"I don't understand." Harry said.
"You're perfect in their eyes, Harry. And they hate you for that. I heard them when I was in first grade and you brought home that report with all those stars… my report only had two stars. They beat you because you… you weren't me." Dudley coughed.
"Don't talk anymore Dudley please." Harry was starting to cry now.
"No, you have to understand Harry… They treated you bad every time I disappointed them and you succeeded. Mum said that you were just like… like Aunt Lily… perfect and beautiful. She said… that you had to be shown your place… you had to be made low so that her son would shine… Harry I'm sorry. I knew… cough and I… I never told you." Dudley was talking as the tears continued to flow and tears trailed down Harry face.
"Harry… I'm not stupid… who the hell gets a party for getting a 'C'… They never believed in me… Harry the school… in second grade… the school sent a letter home… it said that I was… dyslexic… a couple of years training and I would have gotten… gotten good grades too… B…B…But they wouldn't let me get the training… They said they… had to be 'normal' so I never got the training… I've struggled reading and numbers… all this time… because they didn't want me… look abnormal… funny… huh?" Dudley smiled bitterly.
"Oh Duds, I'm so sorry." Harry Said as he held his cousin's hand.
"Don't be Harry… it's not your fault. They never believed… I could be… could be … as good… as you… so they tried… tried to hold you back. I… I … hated you… Harry. I thought… that if you… were gone… they would… believe in me… want to… help me… that's why I… had my friends come… after you. Wanted… you to run…away. I'm sorry."
"Don't be sorry, Duds, your parents did a number on us both. There's nothing to forgive you for." Harry said as the tears just didn't seem to want to stop.
"Oh GOD! Harry, it hurts!" Dudley said as he clutched at his chest.
"Hang on Duds… HELP! HELP!" Harry started yelling.
No one was around, no cars even drove past on the road Harry wasn't sure if they could see them if a car did pass by. Harry was getting scared. Dudley can't die. He's just sixteen.
"HARRY!" Dudley screamed and then went lax. Harry panicked
"Dudley! Dudley! Stay with me Dudley!" Harry kept shaking Dudley but the boy didn't move. "PLEASE DON"T DIE!" Harry closed his eyes, and wished and prayed, and hoped with all his heart that whatever was wrong with Dudley would be made right and that he would live. Harry held Dudley's hand and willed the boy to be all right. Harry just held his hand and wanted Dudley to be all right with every fiber of his being, and then Harry's magic kicked in. A bright purple light surrounded the two of them, Harry screamed! He screamed for all he was worth, he felt like his life was draining away. Still he didn't let go of Dudley's hand. Finally the light faded and Harry fell over unconscious.
It was now 12:30 pm, and someone was shaking Harry. Harry, whole body hurt, he was sure every strand of hair on his head hurt. He detected that only one spot on just on under his left baby toenail didn't hurt, everything else was in pain. Harry opened his eyes, the sun was bright in the sky, and he figured it had to be around noon. He looked around and saw Dudley.
"Harry, can you walk?" Asked Dudley.
"Me, what about you?" Harry said.
"I'm just really tired we better get home." Dudley said.
"Yea, we better get going. There's a bus stop I think about fifty meters back. We should head there." Said Harry. He knew he wasn't processing what had happened; he really couldn't deal with it now. He was extremely tired and hurt, he needed to get home, as badly as Dudley. They walked back to the bus stop and ten minutes later the bus came. Luckily they always walked along the bus route from their house so it would take them straight home. What was also lucky was that a two-hour walk was about 20 minutes bus ride, so they were home by 1 p.m. They were both too tired to do anything so they each headed to their own room and went to bed. Harry knew he was going to be in trouble, the ministry would be on him for the magic he used to save Dudley, and Petunia would be on him for not doing his chores, and Vernon would just be on him. Nothing he could do now, he was too weak. Just as Harry reached his room a Ministry owl appeared. He took the letter sighed and went to bed. He didn't even bother to read it.
Dudley didn't have class on Fridays, so it was okay for him to stay in bed for the day. Petunia and Vernon both stayed late were they were and didn't turn up until 9 p.m. Petunia was furious to find none of Harry's chores done. She just glanced in Dudley's room and saw shape in the bed she didn't pay much attention. She figured he went to bed early. She then went to Harry's room and started to shake him, so that she could tell him off. He didn't wake up. She said, "Fine ignore me, then. Let's see if you can ignore Vernon!"
"Vernon, that lazy boy didn't do any of his chores today. Do something. I'm going to order a pizza. It'll be in fridge for Dudley when it wakes up. I'm too tired to cook." Said Petunia as she went for the phone.
"I'll take care of the boy after dinner, or later tonight when he's least expecting it, Pet." Said Vernon, a glint in his eye of pure maliciousness. Unfortunately Petunia didn't see it, she figure Vernon would just yell at Harry and ground for a week.
Pizza arrived an hour later, and Vernon and Petunia had dinner. Petunia called Dudley for dinner but he just grunted and slept on. She put the rest of the pizza in the fridge, and then went to bed, full and exhausted from a long day. Vernon waited until midnight to be sure that Petunia was sound asleep. He then went to Harry's room and grabbed the sleeping boy and dragged him downstairs to the garage. Harry never woke up the whole trip down. This infuriated Vernon, how dare the boy just ignore him? Vernon threw Harry on to the hard concrete floor. Harry still didn't wake. Vernon started kicking him, and slow Harry came to consciousness, drive there by pain. He felt two more ribs crack. His magic was exhausted he had no way to defend himself.
"What?" Harry asked.
"What you didn't do your chores, freak! We only ask you do a few chores and your lazy arse, can't even be bothered to do that!" Vernon screamed as kicked Harry as he was on all fours trying to get up. Harry felt all the air leave his body, he was starting to pass out when his Uncle grabbed him by his collar and just started slapping him.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Uncle Vernon, I was tired. Dudley was hurt and I had to help him and…"
"WHAT! MY SON WAS HURT! WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO MY SON!" Screamed Vernon he then punched Harry in the stomach. Harry crumpled to the ground, gasping for air. "You FREAK WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY SON!" Vernon screamed and kicked Harry.
All the screaming finally woke Dudley, he ran downstairs and followed the screams to the garage. "DAD STOP!" Dudley yelled.
"NO, HE HURT YOU! HE'S GOING TO PAY!" Vernon said he never looked at Dudley; he just kicked Harry again and again, Dudley ran into his father tackling him, knocking him down.
"Stop it Dad, Stop it! Harry saved my life! I had a heart attack, and he used his magic to save me. I'd be dead if it wasn't for him." Dudley said tears running down his face. Vernon roared and pushed Dudley off of him, then he realized he pushed Dudley off of him fairly easily. He finally had a look at his son, as he lay sprawled on the ground. Dudley was… was… GORGEOUS!
There was simply no other word for it. All the weight that Dudley had was gone he was now the perfect weight for his height. He didn't have excess skin either, though his clothes hung off him like they did Harry. Dudley was bigger than Harry, but he looked perfect healthy, he even had rosy cheeks and healthy glow to his skin.
"Dudley?" Vernon said as he rubbed his eyes. He couldn't believe what he was looking at.
"Yea, Dad it's me." Vernon went to his son to hug him, but Dudley ducked him and went to Harry. Harry looked bad. He was covered in bruises and it looked like he was unconscious.
"Ah Harry, I'm so sorry." Dudley whispered. Dudley carefully picked Harry up and carried him to the living room and put him on the sofa.
Just then a bunch of pops were heard on the front lawn. Dumbledore, Snape, Lupin, Author and Bill Weasley and a whole slew of Aurors arrived and they were all looking for Harry. Harry had once again used magic as an underage wizard and this time the Ministry wanted to lock him up. Dumbledore knocked on the door. Vernon was still in shock over the changes in his son, and Petunia was still asleep so Dudley opened the door, he hoped whoever it was would be able to help Harry.
"Hello, Dudley is it?" Asked Dumbledore who was wearing dark purple robes and match wizarding cap.
"Yes, can you help Harry?" Said Dudley.
"Yes, that's why I'm here, I want to help him before the Ministry locks him up." Dumbledore said.
"Help him first, he's not doing so well. Dudley lead Dumbledore to the sofa wear Harry lay. Dumbledore walked behind Dudley followed by Lupin and Snape, the Weaseleys stayed outside to talk to the Aurors.
"What happened?" Said Lupin.
"Fawkes!" Said Dumbledore, who then wrote a note for Madam Pomphrey to get there straight away.
"My father." Dudley said, he was not going to protect his father nor turn a blind eye ever again. "Harry has been helping me exercise this summer to lose weight, today were walked for about 2 hours and I started to feel strange next thing I knew I was having a heart attack. Harry wanted to get help but I would let him leave me. I was close to dead and I didn't want to die alone. Harry's magic saved me. I think I heard him say that he wanted it to fix whatever was wrong with me and make me all right. He was rocking back and forth and saying that over and over again. I don't think it was a proper spell. I just know that suddenly I felt very far away from him, from everything, like I wasn't with the world anymore. Then suddenly this bright purple light shone and I was slammed back to the world, and then my body changed. This morning I weighed close to 400 pounds, now look at me, his magic did this. When we could both walk we made it to a bus stop and then came home. We both went to bed. I woke up a few minutes ago to my Dad screaming and kicking the crap out of Harry. I tackled him, then brought Harry in here and set him on the sofa, then you all came."
Lupin turned and looked at Vernon who paled. "I thought he hurt my son." Vernon said.
"No you didn't. You never tried to talk to me, I would have told you what happened. I think you been hurting Harry all summer and I just didn't say anything, and that was wrong I should have. Damn us both."
Madam Pomphrey arrived on scene. "Where's Harry she said from the door, the back of the sofa to her."
"Here Pomphrey," Lupin said as he pointed to Harry on the sofa. "Keep your potions and things out," Lupin looked at Vernon, "you're going to have another patient in a minute." Lupin stepped toward Vernon he didn't need a wand werewolves were stronger than wizards and muggles naturally, and he felt the need to tear Vernon to shreds for harming a member of his pack, a cub at that! Lupin growled.
"Stupefy." Said Dumbledore and Lupin fell to the floor. "I did that because Harry would hate for Lupin to go to prison because of him. You on the other Dursley, I'm sure Harry would have no trouble seeing in prison! SHACKLEBOLT!"
"Yes, Headmaster." Said a tall black man in dark blue Auror robes with gleaming gold badge. "Arrest this… this… man." Dumbledore said as he spat the word 'man.' "Charge him with child abuse and attempted murder. Dursley you better pray Harry lives, because if he doesn't you dead the next day." A pulse of magic arose from Dumbledore that reminded everyone of why Voldemort feared the man.
"How's Harry Poppy."
"I've stabilized him, we should get him to Hogwarts straight away." Said Poppy. "I think we need some other form of transport than a portkey or floo. He's barely stable and probably wouldn't survive those two methods of transport. Knight bus and apperating are out as well."
"I'll teleport him then." Dumbledore said.
"You could do that?" Said Snape who had been quiet up until now too shocked at seeing all his conceptions about Harry being blown out of the water.
"Yes, but it's very taxing especial when trying to get around the wards of Hogwarts, but it can be done, it'll be a smooth ride for Harry but exhausting on me. ACCIO HARRY BROOMSTICK!" Harry's firebolt flew to the Dumbledore's hand. "Here Poppy, apperate as close to Hogwarts as you can, then ride the broom the rest of the way."
"Hold on, that boy is going no where but to the ministry!" yelled an Auror no one had seen before.
"Do you want the boy?" Asked Poppy.
"What are you on about?" Asked the Auror.
"Come over here look." Said Poppy.
The Auror walked around the sofa, and gasped at what he saw, "Sweet Merlin, who did that?"
Lupin had awoken now, "that fat bastard over there." Lupin pointed at Dursley as Shacklebolt put the cuffs on him.
"Dudley, will you go with the aurors to give up statement about the reason why Harry did magic, it may help him." Dumbledore said kindly to the boy.
"Of course, it really sad, this happened today of all days." Dudley said.
"Why?" Dumbledore Asked.
"It's after midnight, it's Harry's birthday." Dudley said as he went to go change clothes before leaving with the aurors. He looked in his parents' bedroom and Petunia still hadn't awakened, sighed, left her a note on the kitchen table and left with aurors.
Dumbledore teleported with Harry. Lupin, Snape and the Weasleys apperated to Hogsmeade then ran to the castle
To be Continued
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(A/N: Sorry for the delay in the updating this story, I know you have all been so patient. Well this is not part 2 of They meet. That will come next chapter I PROMISE! I just wanted to get a few things set up before they meet. Hope you like, if you want to update faster, leave me a review, that way I know you guys care about this story and I'll work harder on it.)
(Next Time: Will the Real ASSASSIN, I mean DADA instructor, please stand up! How's poor Harry. How's poor Draco, he should have been back from the spa before Harry's birthday? Did Petunia ever wake up? What the hell is going on? Come back next time and find out.)
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