Chapter three

Technique

Harry felt someone grabbed his right shoulder. He turned but saw no one. "Weird…" Harry thought. He turned back his attention to the boy. But the boy is gone. "Where the hell did he go?"

A cold breeze of air made Harry shiver. He tried to tighten his hand me downs baggy pants with a rope that his aunt improvised to make it like a belt. And tucked in his baggy t-shirt attempting to get warmer. Rubbing both of his hands" I really need to find a way out here" Unknowingly to Harry he was not completely alone. Someone is watching his every move.

Against the strong blowing wind Tom Cursed. "This wind better stop blowing or it will blow my cover away literally," Tom thought while clutching his invisible cloth tightly.

Harry started to walk again. He saw an abandoned house. Graffiti littered its walls and the windows where broken. The house wasn't very inviting but He thought of breaking in to get warmer and stay till the winds subsided. But he decided against it. He knows he got to get moving. Someone is after him and he got to get some help. But who? The police? Yeah like they'll believe me. If I told them that some maniac attacked my uncle with a 9-inch stick.

The rain suddenly pours down hard. Being wet and colder by the minute Harry broke in the house. He found an old fireplace and decided to build a fire using old newspapers and pieces of an old broken piano. (I don't think the owners would mind and if they did they don't seem to be coming back anytime soon) He also found an old dusty blanket that he wrapped himself in. While he took off his wet clothes and hang them near the fire to dry He sat in the armchair near the fire he recalled events witch made him distrust the authority.

----Flash Back----

It was summer and was very hot outside. He was coming home from school when he saw it. An abandoned bike left in the side of a pile of trash it was broken and had flat tires. Harry has always wanted to own one so he decided to take it home and fix it. As he touched the handles standing the bike up to have a closer look the flat tires inflated themselves.

He was surprised but he was so happy to care. The bike looked a little banged up and it's the latest model Harry frowned at the thought of its former owner but he was so busy fawning over the bike to care. With now inflated tires it was okay to ride. He was so happy he remembered riding it. Only to be arrested after a couple of minutes. He still remembered the kid pointing a finger at him

Daddy that's him; He took my bike away. Said the little boy Harry assumed at least two years younger than him. Officer I can explain I…. But Vernon interrupted. You will apologies to these people this instant! Have you got no shame stealing a bike from this little boy? But sir I only found the bike beside the pile of trash!!!

Don't lie to me or the police boy you've been caught red handed His uncle Vernon said. But sir I'm telling the… I will have none of this…. Lies! Officer you can punish him the way you seem fit. I would not tolerate such actions in my household what would my son think?

Harry tried telling the officer what really happened but they seem not to believe him. They believe his uncle's words over him about him being a rebel in the family. In the end he was let off with a warning since it was his first offence and being underage helped him a lot. Harry can still remember his uncles face when he found out the officers where letting him go only with a warning.

And I bet he would have begged the officer to come take me away if it wasn't so obvious instead. His uncle kept up the fake smile all the way home and locked him inside the cupboard not letting him go out not even to school and only feeding him once a day for a bout two weeks.

--End of flash back—

Harry scolded himself at his thoughts. Why would he try to remember the past at this situation? It's not helping and only results in resurfacing long buried feelings that he is happier to forget.

In the shadows Tom congratulated himself. The spell he put on Harry when he grabbed his shoulder was a success.

Few hours gone by and Tom was getting bored. He is itching to get on with the plan but he knew that patience is a must. Besides it's only rare that he met a fellow parselmouth too… The rain subsided Harry woke up to the sound of the boys yelling that's what you get for being abnormal! Yeah! Another voice spoke Dad said people like you are the spawn of the devil. It was coming from a nearby house. Quickly dressing Harry crept out the backyard and gazed at the window of the nearby house. Tom Thought crap!!! And proceeded to follow him

Harry took a peek the inside of the house was made into some kind of hidden base. There where what seems to be symbols painted on the walls a couple of chairs a long table and lots of candles to light the place. The floor had some symbols carved into it mostly like the ones painted at the wall just a little bit different circling a tied up boy in a chair He was blindfolded and has a gag in his mouth.

Catching up with Harry Tom tried to take a good look at the other window. He immediately recognized the symbols…. It can't be…

Harry wiped off the dirt at the window to get a better look. He noticed the boy was wearing some kind of dress. It's the same boy that I met earlier.

Should he help him??? But I rarely know the boy…and it's not like I can over power the kids that has been beating him up….

Tom noticed the symbol on the floor and the ceiling emitting a reddish glow. Harry felt suddenly ill it was painful. The other boy in the chair cringes painfully too

Harry listen to me he heard someone whisper. If you want the pain to stop take a step back. Harry quickly did as he's told. The pain was gone but it still hurt a little bit.

Harry took a look at the guy. His eyes widened he said in a hoarse whisper you…. Are you hurt? Tom asked the look of concern in his eyes. Not that much Harry stuttered shocked at Tom's reaction to him.

Good! Just stay here hide inside that bush put this cloak and be quiet. But don't worry I'll go get your friend and bring you two to safety.

Harry did as his told. He found it weird that after trying to run away from that man he seems to trust him now…. No trust is a big word more like slight have to believe in him that he will do as he says he will…

He heard the children running out of the house screaming. RUN!!! SOMEONE IS HERE RUN!!!

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Tom entered the house He was very careful watching his steps and not make a sound. The house looked ordinary except for the Transmutation circles all over the walls and some of them at the wooden floor.

Some of them was made long ago others where more recent. Tom finally reached the room where the other wizard is being kept. As he took one step closer. The floor creaked and broke. Tom got his foot stuck between them. That's where the children screamed RUN!!! RUN!! SOMEONE IS HERE RUN!!! .

Quickly casting a spell to free his now slightly injured foot he finally made his way to enter the room. Blood stained the walls; Tom saw different kinds of muggle devices. And an old car battery some wires and a case of different wooden paddles.

He found the boy; still in his previous position unconscious was he too late… He Quickly erased the symbols on the floor underneath the boy and the ceiling over the boys' head. Before he tried to go near him.

By the time he reached him the boys lips where turning blue. Tom points his wand onto the boy and said rennervate. The boys slowly opened his eyes. Good to see you're still in the world of the living. Tom said with a soft smile let's keep it that way okay? Not waiting for a reply Tom carried the boy and go to where he left Harry.

Author's Notes---------

Sorry for the very long wait, I was very busy with schoolwork. I get to finish this chapter due to 3-4 days of cancelled classes due to a storm. Hate it? Liked it? Tell me. Edit---- This fic is unbetad. I don't know what happened to my betas. Hopefully I didn't make any typos if there are just tell me and I'll edit right away.