Lucius Malfoy's eyes never left the sight of the battered boy who lay unconscious in front of him. Lucius shook himself out of his stupor and quickly rushed over to the boy. "Please, oh please don't be dead! Good Merlin! Harry!?" he frantically whispered. Harry whimpered and shivered quietly. Lucius quickly started a fire in the fireplace, adding an extra spell that'd warm the whole room. He walked back over to Harry and gently picked him up and carried him over to the bed. He placed him gently on the duvet. Harry screamed and cried out in pain. Lucius quickly spelled the cruel bandage off of the boy.
He gasped in horror. The boys back was so raw it didn't even look human. Lucius pulled out his wand medicine bag and quickly searched for a potion. Finding the Blood Replenishing Potion and Pain Reducing Potion he quickly fed them to Harry. The potion slid down his cheeks as his eyes flew open and he began to choke. Harry thrashed wildly tearing his wounds more. Lucius swore under his breath and quickly eased Harry into a slight sitting position. The boy slowly calmed down and stopped choking. His eyes slowly began to drift shut and Lucius was glad for the calming affects in both of the potions.
He strode over to his bag after placing Harry on his stomach gently. He searched through his bag for the healing salve. He pulled out the jar and slowly walked back over to Harry. He slathered an enormously generous amount onto Harry's wounds and softy worked the salve in. When he finished he wrapped his back kindly with a soft wound wrap.
He was about to put away his salve when he saw Harry's wrists. He sucked air in quickly. The wrists were just as damaged if not more. They were ripped open and raw. He quickly cleansed them and began to rub salve into them. He finished bandaging him up and he turned to clean his supplies. As he cleaned them he whispered softly. "You're lucky Potter, that I had those healing potions and salves! If not, well I'm afraid of what the outcome could have been! If I had managed to close your wounds; the amount of blood loss could've killed you!"
Lucius finished and walked over and sat next to the boy. "Who would do this horrible, brutal act to you!?" he asked him quietly as to not wake the boy. Harry's eyes flickered behind his eyelids. Lucius flicked the hair off of Harry's face. He frowned and rested his hand against Harry's forehead. It was slightly warm. He walked back to his bag and grabbed a Fever Reducing Potion. After he finished giving the potion to Harry he began to ease the duvet out from under him. His hand brushed Harry's bottom and Harry mewled loudly. Lucius stopped and stared at him in shock. "Not that too!?" he asked in a sad voice. Soft tears began to fall from Harry's eyes as he slept on, a sad tribute to the horrors he'd been through. Lucius eased Harry's trousers off of his hips slowly. He gasped quietly. Harry's boxers were gone and he saw he dried blood on Harry's entrance and thighs. There were deep angry bruises on his hips and stomach. Lucius cleansed him up and got the salve out again. He smothered the abused flesh and wrapped it in a bandage.
He conjured a fresh pair of boxers and slid them on him. He sat back down next to Harry and sighed. He wondered who in their right mind could do this. "No one hates you that much! Well, maybe Draco but that's a special case. But even he wouldn't ever do something like this in his right mind…Then again he's not in his right mind…and if Severus didn't tell him of our plan…Then maybe…Revenge?" he mused to Harry in fear.
A/N: I know, I know! Its another short chapter, but I'm going to now tell it front Draco's side of the story, so maybe it'll clear so more stuff up?!
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-Mistaken