I have adopted this story from BlackSilkenKitty! She wrote this chapter NOT me!
Disclaimer: I own nothing! All recognizable characters belong to J. K. Rowling. I've adopted this story from BlackSilkenKitty! It's hers! I'll try and follow her plot! This story follows years 1-5. I might borrow details from other fan fiction, but nothing major; don't get mad. I DO NOT own Harry Potter. I hope this is what I need to say to keep out of trouble. :)
Warnings: This is SLASH! Don't like don't read! It has Self-harm (cutting) manipulation, child abuse. It's not a happy story! Very sad!
Pairings: HD/DM or HP/LY (TR), HG/PP, BZ/GW (Ginny)
Summary: Dumbledore has played with Harry's life since Harry was born. Now that Dumbledores Mistakes and Action are coming to haunt Harry what is he to do?
Sickness From Within Chapter 1 (BlackSilkenKittys' Chap)
"Headmaster, he hasn't written more than… what, two letters, this entire summer period?" Remus Lupin growled, his kind nature thrown out of the window.
Dumbledore shook his head slightly.
"Yes, Remus, but I know he is safe at his relatives house!" the Headmaster of Hogwarts replied, but it seemed his reply only reached deaf ears.
"And those two letters where so strange, as if it was being dictated! How can I know he is safe, maybe he's ill and-"The white bearded man interrupted the rant of the werewolf with a loud "Remus". Amber eyes turned towards the old man, as said man sighed in annoyance, his eyes unnaturally hard and cold.
"Remus, I really don't care! Harry is safe where he is and he will stay there until I say otherwise!"
Remus sighed warily and clutched the tea mug so tightly, that had the mug not been charmed unbreakable, it would be and incredible mess of china on the soft, white carpeted floor.
"Why, Dumbledore?" He whispered, turning his back towards the old man. Dumbledore regarded him from behind half-moon glasses. "Why what Remus?" the Headmaster asked. The Werewolf spun around to face the white bearded man, to glare daggers at him.
"All these lies and actions! Why?" he yelled, his face tinting red in anger.
Dumbledore sighed and laid his hands flat on the table, the quill under his fingers.
"I'm afraid I don't understand…"
"Yes, you do!" Remus interrupted sharply.
Silence rained in the small office, only interrupted by low whirling sounds of one of Dumbledores objects on one of the tables.
"Yes, yes I do!" Dumbledore finally said, his eyes closed off to the world, as said man wondered 'what now?'
Shaking his head sadly Remus walked to the door, but stopped within reach of the door, his hand hovering uncertainly over the door knob. Closing his eyes briefly he turned toward Dumbledore one last time.
"Remember, memory charms aren't effective on Werewolves!" and with that Remus Lupin walked out of Headmasters Dumbledores office.
Said headmaster sighed, a little more forcefully, in annoyance. How could he have forgotten the difficult ways of a werewolves mind? But it didn't matter…
Author's Note: I adopted this story, and won't be changing the chapters that BlackSilkenKitty wrote! I only hope that I can do this story justice. If she ever decides to continue she just has to tell me so, and I'll give it back to her! Hope you all like the story!