DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER

TW: ABUSE THEMES!!! Take care of yourself, have a lovely day.

An eight year old child, with raven black hair, glasses, and a lightning bolt scar, sat in a cupboard under the stairs. He had his stuffed bunny namyed...Bunny, and that was pretty much it. The poor boy faced many forms of abuse. He had Bunny though. Bunny was his only comfort.

The stuffed Bunny was the only toy that his mother had left for him. It had his name, Harry, on the front of it. Harry heard footsteps coming towards him.

"Freak! Get up! Make us breakfast you whelp!" His aunt screamed. Harry knew she didn't mean it. His aunt Petunia only did that in front of uncle Vernon so she wouldn't get beaten by her huntsman and child.

At the end of the day when they both went to bed, she apologized to Harry and told him how much she loved him.

But one day, she invited someone over.

"Harry, this Bebe. She's gonna take you to a much better place. I think you'll like it much more." Petunia said to her nephew. The woman walked in and she had a pastel blue dress with long sleeves and white leggings. The woman's jacket was ful of wool. Her hair was brown and curly and it fell down to her hips. Her skin was like the sun.

"But what about you?" Harry asked his aunt.

So what if Bebe was gonna take him to a better place? He wanted his aunt.

"Don't worry about me. We'll see each other again. Don't worry." His aunt replied.

When Harry was done packing, he took hold of Bebe's hand. "Let's go." She said.

When they arrived at a large looking castle, Bebe led Harry inside to an office with a man who looked like Santa Clause.

"Ah, Bebe, is it? I haven't seen you in years. Who do you have here?" The man said.

"Dumbledore, I have come to bring Harry Potter. I got word that he was being abused." Bebe said, she sounded so annoyed with the old man. Harry held on tighter to Bunny and Bebe.

After the little meeting with Bebe and Dumbledore, she took Harry to Severus Snape, who she had worked some things out with. Harry was being carried by Bebe at this point, and her felt himself being put into a mans arms. The person was in all black and had long hair. "I'll see you soon Harry." Bebe whispered softly into his ear before kissing his head.

The man noticed Harry was awake, Harry didn't say anything. He liked the way the man was holding him. So close the man. When They got to a colder room, the person placed Harry on a bed with a green and silver sheet and white pillows.

The next day, Harry learned the mans name was Severus Snape, and he would be the one to take him in.

Severus explained how Harry was a wizard. Than he called for his house elf, Phiannie, to make breakfast. At first the house elf scared Harry, but Severus comforted him. Bebe came by that morning to see how Harry was doing.

"Bebe, would you mind knocking next time?" Severus asked her as she came through the door, uninvited. "Yes I would mind actually." Bebe told him as she sat down.

"So, how's Becky?" She asked as Harry ate his eggs without listening to much. "She's fine." Snape said, getting up to wash his dish.

"Who's Becky?" Harry asked Bebe. "Oh, She's a woman that Severus is dating. I don't care for her much." She said. She looked...jealous.

The floo flared suddenly and in came a beautiful woman, with blond hair that reached down to her elbows. And opal eyes that were like stars with a midnight blue dress. Her nails were in perfect condition and she was in red high heels.

"Oh, Sev. I heard the news, I thought I'd drop by." The woman exclaimed. "And hi Bebe." She said, turning to Bebe, who looked like she was about to kill someone.

"Hello Rebecca." Bebe said dryly.

"Oh please, call me Becky!" The woman said back. Bebe took Harry into another room.

"Why don't you like her, Bebe?" Harry asked. "She's so annoying, and she actually thinks we're friends.I wouldn't be caught dead with her. She's always criticizing everyone she ever comes into contact with. She chews her food so loud it gives me a headache. I have no idea what Severus sees in her." Bebe ranted.

Harry was clearly getting the message, Bebe was in love.

"Does Rebecca have a child?" Harry asked. "Yah, Dulcinea. I like her much more than Rebecca." Bebe said.

I'm proud of this.