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Voldyismoldy: Thank you all for the reviews they are all much appreciated and keep me writing. I also appreciate the alerts and favorites and I am glad people like this story. A couple of things I want to address: first in regard to the pairing due to popular demand from two people it will be a threesome between severus/Sirius and Remus. Second in case it wasn't clear in the last chapter Sirius is free in this fic now. Petigrew was caught after the ministry or something and he was made free and yes he will go more in depth about his escape. It was just something I made up. In regards to my writing I am so sorry for whatever difficulties people have in reading this. I have a problem with spelling and run-on sentences so I will try to do better in the future but feel free to point anything out that was hard to read or something. Thank you again and please keep enjoying and reading.
Warning: graphic rape scene and Dumbledore bashing, Hermione, Ron and Ginny too.
Chapter 5. Of Plans and Nightmares.
Harry lay on the thin mattress that covered the floor of his small cupboard his body bruised and battered. He had been thrown in there soon after summer began when his relatives discovered that his godfather was now dead and no longer a threat to them. Uncle Vernon had been enraged by the threats given to him by the order members and had taken it out on Harry as soon as he was home. All of his things had been locked away and he hadn't seen Hedwig since the beginning of summer so he had no idea how she was fairing though he was sure his family wasn't taking care of her.
How long he had been laying within his cupboard he didn't know but it had been a few hours since he had been let out to use the bathroom and make breakfast at least. He had heard his aunt and cousin leave a while ago, probably to go buy Dudley something he desperately wanted and would break by tomorrow, and was waiting for his uncle to come to him as he knew he would. He always did when they were alone because that was his time to have fun with Harry without anyone knowing for Harry was to afraid and ashamed to ever tell anyone not that he thought anyone would care.
His aunt and cousin probably wouldn't he was certain of that and he now knew that Ron, Hermione, Ginny and even Dumbledore wouldn't either. A few days before summer started he had over heard them talking about how they hadn't been paid to risk their lives for Harry but only keep him in line by the headmaster. How his life had been planed out for him and that he was to eventually marry Ginny per the older man's orders. He had confronted them at once and had lost their friendship if they had ever had one to begin with and what trust he had in the headmaster and other teachers at the school not knowing who else was involved with this plan of his.
So he was now utterly alone and helpless against his uncle unable to use magic yet as he was still underage. He tensed when he heard the door to his cupboard start to open and struggled to hold back his tears as his uncle squeezed into the small room crushing his body beneath his with a devilish smirk. He shut his eyes as he heard his uncle chuckle and felt him turn him over onto his stomach before pulling his pants and boxers off him.
He shivered in cold and repulsion and fear as he felt the man's hand on his hip and heard him pull down his zipper to take himself out. He didn't even try to struggle anymore or beg him to stop knowing it would do no good and would only entice him to do more. So he lay there and allowed his hips to be pulled up as he kept his eyes closed crying out in pain when he felt his uncle enter him once again. It was a horrible demoralizing feeling that he would ever get used to as the man thrusted in and out of him unheeding of his cries of pain or the blood that trickled down his thighs from his unprepared hole.
He didn't know how long it lasted but only prayed it would end as his voice grew hoarse with his cries and screams. At last his uncle released in him just as they heard keys at the door and he nearly cried in relief. Quicker than he thought possible his uncle stuffed himself away righting his pants and bolted out of the cupboard slamming the door closed as he went to meet his wife and son like he hadn't just been committing one of the most vilest crimes known to man only minutes ago.
Harry breathed a sigh of relief as he grabbed his pants and boxers pulling them slowly back on while he listened to his relatives go upstairs Dudley exclaiming about all the new stuff he got. Of course Harry never got anything except his uncles dick up his ass or his fist to the side of his head and what great gifts those were. Unable to fight back his tears any longer he let them free as he winced in pain while trying to get his pants up to his waist without moving to much. His foot shot out as he squirmed hitting the door to his cupboard and to his surprise it opened a crack.
His uncle had forgotten to lock the door in his haste to get out before his aunt and cousin came in, Harry could get out now! Pushing down his excitement at being out of his house and away from his family even if only for a little while he finished with his pants and quietly crawled out of his cupboard ignoring the pain in his back side. Hearing nothing from upstairs except their talking he got to his feet and as silently as he could limped to the door, unlocking it, and slipping outside without anyone noticing he had left.
Delighting in his unexpected freedom Harry grinned and quickly left Privet Dr. wanting to be as far away from his prison as he could for as long as he could. Alone he drifted through the streets until he came to the playground where he had first seen his godfather in his grim form. Pushing back the painful memories it brought up he walked over to one the swings and sat down heavily on it. Perhaps if he had been more aware he would have known something was wrong but he was tired from what his uncle had done to him and his lack of food and sleep and so noticed nothing until he heard a familiar cackle behind him.
He jumped off the swing his hand going instantly to his back pocket where his wand should have been if his uncle hadn't taken it and found Bellatrix and her husband Rudolphus nearing him. It was only then he realized he was outside of the wards that protected him in his families home and without his wand or anyway to protect himself. Realizing his error to late he could do little to keep the Lestranges from taking him and despite the struggle he put up it was far to easy for them to stun him and take him with them. And then he was looking up into the red, snake like, eyes of the man who killed his parents and feeling the curses his death eaters had sent at him as he screamed and writhed bleeding and curling into himself.
He had thought he could take any thing they could do to him. The pain of the curses was nothing he couldn't over come or force himself to ignore. He would not allow his enemies to see him cry or hear him beg them to stop but then they did something he wasn't expecting and couldn't fight. They did what his uncle had done to him so many times from so many nameless, masked, people and then Voldemort himself until he was begging them to stop until he had seen the other boys face near him.
The face of the boy he had once hated but now secretly had a crush on for months and what resolve he had left broke. He had never wanted Draco to see him like this, to know how dirty and weak he was but now he had seen everything. Now there was not even the slimmest chance that the other boy would ever want him when he had seen what he was and in despair, his heart breaking, he allowed his consciousness to leave him at last no longer able to fight against Voldemort and his cruelty.
Harry awakened from his dream with a start feeling a wetness on his face and curling up on his side. He really hadn't wanted to think about what had happened to him both with his relatives and Voldemort. His heart ached with the memory, in ache that was echoed by his body, and it took him a few minutes to remember what else had happened. How Draco had saved him, bringing him to Grimauld place, Madam Pomfrey healing him, and him telling the blonde haired boy about everything that had been done to him over the years. He had been shocked when he had seen any disgust or hatred on the other boys face but only compassion and sympathy and his heart had lifted slightly thinking that perhaps there was a chance the boy could want him after all.
Draco had said he wanted to be his friend and then Snape had given him a potion to make him sleep again. What had happened after that though? That's right he had woken up and Snape and Draco and Remus had been there and . . . Sirius too. Sirius, his godfather who he thought was dead, had been here holding his hand and letting him cry into his chest. He could remember that but was it true or had it just been a dream? An illusion his mind had made up from his grief and suffering? He didn't think he could bare it if that was the case and felt more tears come to his eyes.
He hurriedly wiped them away as he heard the doorknob turn and the door open and for a moment of panic thought it was his uncle again. But then he remembered that he was no longer with his relatives and was safe in his godfather's home and he instantly relaxed. He kept his eyes only half opened as the person moved over to the side of the bed he was facing and was surprised when he saw it was Draco. The boy moved to sit down on the chair next to the bed and he hurriedly closed his eyes not wanting him to know he was awake just yet.
"I know you're awake Harry so you might as well open your eyes," The other boy said and Harry wasn't surprised to find his signature smirk on his face, though there was no coldness or hatefulness in it anymore, as he looked at him questioningly. "I am sure you're wondering how I knew you were awake?" He nodded and was surprised when the other boy touched his cheek. "You have tear tracks on your face. Why were you crying Harry are you in pain?"
"A little, mostly sore, but that's not what made me cry," He replied slightly embarrassed that he had been caught crying and pretending to sleep so easily. "I was just remembering things, to many things."
"Those things weren't your fault Harry, you were just an innocent victim," Draco told him taking his hand in his as Harry frowned but forced himself to nod silently knowing deep down that he was probably right. "You have to remember those things and live with them but don't let them destroy you you're to strong for that."
"I'm not as strong as you think Draco," He said softly. Now it was the blonde boy's turn to frown but he continued on before he could say anything about it. "Last night did it really happen? Was my godfather really here?"
"Yes Harry that was real. I don't know how your godfather did it but he managed to get out of the veil to come back to you," The other boy told him reassuringly. Harry smiled and slowly moved to sit up groaning softly as Draco moved to help him in surprise. "Harry what are you doing."
"Getting out of this bed to use the bathroom of course," Harry told him matter of factly. Draco felt his face flush as the boy smiled at him and carefully helped him out of the bed glad to see he was wearing a pair of pajama bottoms. "And then I am going to get something to eat because I am starving."
"Are you sure you should be getting up your not fully healed yet you know," the blonde boy replied watching as Harry got to his feet and nearly fell as his legs shook but remained standing through sheer force of will. "Maybe we should wait for Madam Pomfrey or Severus or something before you hurt yourself."
"Gee Draco I never knew you were such a worry wart," the shorter boy chuckled. Draco's face flushed again and he scowled insulted as Harry continued to the door on the right side of the room. "I'm fine and if you just help me a little I can get there just fine."
Draco continued to scowl but helped him into the other room and then waited by the door for him to finish. He was shocked when he heard the water running a few minutes later and then a half hour after that Harry came out of the room again with only a towel wrapped around his waist and his hair dripping wet. For a moment Draco couldn't speak as he stared at his thin but still slightly muscular chest and slender nearly hair less legs. All of the bruises and most of the scars were now gone leaving pale, smooth looking skin in its place and he felt his breathing speed up as he looked at him. In that moment he wanted nothing more than to crush the other boy to him and feel every inch of that skin against his own his face flushing with heat and embarrassment at his thoughts and desires.
"Draco where are my clothes?" Harry asked his soft voice cutting through his fantasies to bring him back to reality. He blinked and his face grew redder as Harry waited patiently for an answer.
"Oh there here we brought them when we went to your relatives home last night," He told him noticing then the trunk Snape must have left beside the door along with Harry's broom. Harry's face paled at his words as he sneered at the thought of the boys family. "We made them pay for what they did to you Harry before we took your things, made them feel some of the pain and suffering they inflicted on you."
"Oh god you didn't," The smaller boy replied his entire body paling in horror and trembling as his eyes widened. "They'll kill me when I go back there you shouldn't have done that."
"Harry listen to me you're not going back there and they will never hurt you again I promise," Draco replied wrapping his arms around the boy to calm him. The smaller boy tensed slightly within his embrace but allowed him to hold him wanting the comfort his touch seemed to give him. "We won't let you go back there, me, Remus, Severus, and Sirius, no matter what Dumbledore says and we even have a plan to keep you safe."
"Really?" the green eyed youth asked hesitantly. He nodded and felt the other boy stop trembling as he held him trying to ignore the fact that he was wearing only a thin towel around his waist and his chest was bare. "Thank you."
"Your welcome, now lets get you dressed all right you're probably freezing," He told him. Harry nodded and he released him to go over to his trunk and dig through it disgusted by the clothes he saw inside it. "Well these clothes won't do there appalling and look to be far to big for you why do you wear them?"
"There the only things I have and they are hand-me-downs from my cousin that's why they're so big," Harry explained. Draco sneered as he thought of the fat boy he had seen the night before and turned away from the trunk leaving the clothes there.
"Well we'll just have to think of something else then for you to wear," He replied looking him over for a moment and taking out his wand. Harry tensed but immediately scolded himself for doing so knowing Draco would never hurt him. "Luckily the ministry can't detect magic done here so just hold still for a moment."
Harry nodded and the boy mumbled something while tapping the top of his head with his wand. Instantly his towel was replaced by a pair of tight blue jeans that actually fit Harry and showed off his hips and butt and a dark green button up silk shirt that brought out his eyes. Socks and a pair of black trainers finished off the outfit. Draco looked at him pleased and Harry smiled in thanks.
"Now those are the kind of clothes you should always wear," the blonde boy told him in satisfaction. Putting his wand away he took his hand in his and led him out of the room. "Now lets get you some food shall we."
Harry's face flushed as he followed the other boy liking the feel of his slightly larger hand around his small one. If anyone had asked him even a week ago if it was possible that he and Draco would ever be walking hand in hand anywhere he would have laughed and said it was impossible. But now it was happening and for the first time since he had lost his best friends he no longer felt alone. Now he had Draco as his friend and he was determined to keep that friendship in any way he could.
When they came downstairs it was to find that everyone else was already in the kitchen and were surprised to see Harry well enough to be up. He was immediately jumped on by Mrs. Weasley who told him how sorry she was for all that had happened to him and nearly refused to let him go until her husband convinced her to. Mr. Weasley hugged him next and then Bill and Charlie and the twins all of whom were glad to see he was all right and told him they were here for him. Harry thanked them all and then seeing Sirius sitting at the table hurried over to him Draco following.
Sirius had given all of them a shock that morning and had nearly been cursed by the four adult Weasley's but Remus and Severus had managed to keep that from happening. Sirius had been surprised by Snape's willingness to defend him and the two had now called a real truce with their mutual concern for Harry. Snape had of course told him of his plan to take Harry to his family home and Sirius had agreed knowing he wouldn't be safe from Dumbledore here.
It was far to easy for the old man to get in here and there was no way he would let the headmaster get his hands on his beloved godson again. He just had to get his godson to agree to it and seeing how he was interacting with the little Malfoy now he didn't think that would be much of a problem. He was glad to seeing as his old friends had proven to be far less what than they had seemed and were ignoring him except to send Harry dirty looks that he tried to ignore though he could tell it was hurting the boy to see them.
"Harry after breakfast Snape and I would like to talk to you alone for a few minutes all right," he told the boy. Harry looked uncertain but nodded and Mrs. Weasley brought over a plate of pancakes as the older man grinned at him. "For now lets dig in I'm starving."
Harry grinned glad to have his godfather back with him and ate what he could which compared to the others wasn't very much. But his stomach wasn't used to that much food having been nearly starved over the last few weeks so even the little he ate was more than he was used to eating. He could see the concerned looks the others were giving him, most of them any way, but no one said anything about it understanding he would need time to adjust to eating a more healthy amount.
After he finished eating he followed Snape and Sirius into a room he could only guess was the sitting room dragging Draco along with him. The blonde boy had looked unsure if he was allowed to go with them or not but Harry had merely grabbed his hand and pulled him along with him. He sat down on a small couch and Draco sat next to him while the two men took the two armchairs across from it. It was a little unnerving seeing the two old rivals getting along or at least tolerating each others presence and neither boy really knew how to take it.
"Harry there is something we need to tell you and you need to understand that we both believe as well as Remus that this is the best thing for your safety both from Voldemort and Dumbledore," Sirius began. Harry said nothing simply listening having already heard this much from Draco upstairs. He could feel the other boy tighten his grip on his hand and felt comforted by it. "You can't stay here it's far to easy for Dumbledore to get you here or at the Burrow though I doubt you would want to stay there anyway. As such we have decide with Snape's gracious invitation that you will go to his family home at Spinners End where neither can get to you for the rest of the summer."
"Professor Snape wants me to go to his family home," Harry said in surprise as the potions master nodded. For a moment he said nothing else biting his lip and looking not so much afraid as worried about something. "Will I be there alone with him?"
"No Remus and I will be going with you too of course we wouldn't leave you alone with Snape," His godfather replied with a chuckle. Snape glared at the other man but said nothing though he looked very much like he wanted to strangle him. "And Draco as well so you will have some company other than a bunch of old men and a few house elves."
"Draco's coming," The green eyed boy replied unable to hide his smile or his blush when Sirius burst into out right laughter at his obvious look of delight in knowing the other boy would be with him. "All right then when do we leave?"
"Within a few days, you need a chance to heal a bit more before traveling anywhere and Draco needs to come with me to get some things from his home that he will need. We will need to be quick so come Draco," Snape explained standing up and looking pointedly at the black haired man in the other chair as Draco stood up as well much to Harry's disappointment. "I also need to get my home ready for guests and to warn my house elves of a certain wolf and mutt who will be coming to destroy the peace."
Harry was stunned when Sirius didn't seem at all offended by his words but instead only laughed as the potions master left the room followed by the blonde boy. Draco looked mildly surprised to as he followed him though he didn't know as much about their rivalry as Harry did and seemed more amused than anything else. Harry watched them leave wishing Draco didn't have to leave and that he would be back soon before looking at his godfather again.
"Sirius did that really just happen?" he asked the man who stopped laughing to look at him amused by his expression of disbelief as he nodded. "When did you two start getting along I thought you hated each other."
"We did but we're not boys anymore Harry and there are more important things than keeping up a pointless childhood rivalry," Sirius told him with a small smile. Harry nodded in understanding and was glad they were getting along it made him feel better about trusting the other man. "Besides he's not so bad really and he honestly wants to help you Harry. He told me last night about how he was abused as a child by his father and was upset that you were too, perhaps if we had known back then we would have been nicer to him and maybe even friends."
"I trust Severus at least a little and Draco too is that ok?" Harry wondered wanting his godfathers approval but fearing he wouldn't. The man surprised him by smiling wider and nodding without hesitation. "Good but I am still glad you and Remus will be there too I couldn't stand being taken away from you again so soon after getting you back."
"You don't have to worry about that pup, me and Moony aren't going anywhere," the man assured him standing up and helping Harry to his feet who smiled grateful for his help, he still felt weak and tired from his ordeal. "Now I think you should go back upstairs and get some more rest. You need to regain your strength and recover from your wounds all right."
Harry nodded and giving the man a hug he left the room after insisting that he didn't need any help to get back to his room. Sirius reluctantly let him go alone but watched him carefully as he climbed up the stairs on his own. Once he reached the top he smirked down at his godfather in triumph and the man chuckled as he went into the kitchen conceding that he was all right on his own.
It took Harry a few minutes to remember where his room was and by the time he got back to it he was out of breath. Although his exterior wounds were mostly healed and no longer bothered him his interior wounds were still healing and it would be sometime before he could breathe without difficulty and move without getting tired easily.
Once in his room he closed the door and went into the bathroom where he did his business and washed his face and hands. Part of him wanted to take another shower still feeling those men on him but he was to tired to and decided he would do it after he took a nap. He unbuttoned his shirt as he went back into the bedroom not wanting to ruin what Draco had given him and was about to take off his pants as well when he heard his door creak open behind him.
Surprised and trying to keep from panicking even as he felt a wave of fear chill him he spun toward the door half naked with his shirt on the floor and his hands near the zipper of his jeans. His eyes widened and his face paled as he took in who was at the door and he took a step back instinctively toward the bed. Yet even in his fear he pulled up what courage he still had and glared at the intruders as he spoke hoping his voice wouldn't waver or crack.
"What do you want?"
A/N: ah I am being horrible and ending the chapter here at what I think is my first real cliff hanger. Just who could it be that has come to see Harry and why isn't he happy to see them? You'll have to wait for the next chapter to find out and please don't hate me for the cliffy I will try to update again soon so you don't have to wait to long and don't forget to review if you want to know what happens next. Thanks and hope you enjoyed.