Hello, I know im naughty but I had intense writers block and have cut this chapter off so it is a lot shorter. I am already writing chapter five which I hope is gunna be extra long.
Warming: this chapter has attempted homosexual incestuous rape. So if this could trigger you I recommend you leave now but the attempt doesn't go too far just some forced kissing, threats and groping and then Harry kick arse.
Chapter 4
The blackness slowly receded and cognitive thought was reined back in. Harry awoke in his room as the door swung open to admit a small old man, Olivander. "Hello dear boy, how do you feel?" Harry grumbled unintelligibly as he tried to wake up fully and to stop the light from piercing his eyes. "I'm 'k sir" He mumbled, while he rouses a smile in Olivander's direction. "Wha' 'appened?" Olivander smiled in response. "Wand creation is particularly tiring when you are creating a wand for yourself and your wand is the most complex and powerful I've seen so it makes sense that you were magically exhausted. Just drink this energising draught and you'll be fine." Olivander said while handing Harry a glass vial containing a purple liquid. Harry quickly took the vial and downed the contents and pulled a face at the horrible taste. The liquid sank into his stomach and a pulse of energy shot outwards and filled his body making Harry fall out of bed in surprise. Harry beamed at the old man and handed the empty vial back to him.
"Well its best that you eat some breakfast before you start running around young man." Olivander said with a mock stern face which was quickly undermined by the small smile he attempted to contain. Harry laughed at his antics as the old house elf appeared at the foot of his bed with a tray which hovered into Harry's lap.
Harry had soon eaten an admittedly small amount while chatting with Olivander about inane things. Afterward he took a shower and got ready for the day including dressing in some new clothes the house elf dropped off for him. This included an emerald green shirt and black trousers with a small fitted blazer making Harry look like a small businessman or at least Harry thought so. Once he was dressed he said goodbye to Olivander who slipped into his workshop and opened the store for the day and stood behind his counter.
Blinggg. The door bell jingled and Harry beamed and waited for his first customer. He saw a black haired man walk in with a woman with fiery hair and emerald green eyes who were accompanying a small boy. Harry recognised them instantly and sat straight in his chair. He felt fear rise up in him as he recognised the malicious grin on the older man's face. "Hello Boy, enjoying your cushy little life now are we?" The grin spread across the man's face as he saw the look of horror on Harry's face. Harry quickly reined his emotions in and put it behind his emotionless mask. "Hello sir, how may I help you?" Harry said blankly as if re-reading well rehearsed lines.
A look of anger crossed the man's face as he noticed the small reaction. He raised his hand as if to strike the boy. "Is there a problem here?" the voice came from the back of the shop making Harry slump in relief as Olivander stepped forward. James looked shocked but quickly smiled amiably remembering to portray a good public image. He dropped his hand to his side once again and replied with; "no problem here. I would just like to purchase a wand for my only son, the boy-who-lived. And heir to the Ancient and Noble House of Potter." Olivander smiled in response. "And my assistant will soon be Harry Olivander heir to the Origin House of Olivander" Olivander replied. Harry gasped and then frowned; "Origin House?" he asked Olivander. "Yes my dear boy it means that the Olivander's are decedents of Hecate; she is the witch queen so we are essentially considered Royalty of the wizarding world." Harry's jaw dropped in shock. "S-so y-you're adopting m-me?" Olivander chuckled. "Well when your lovely father disowned you the goblins sent me the letter as I am your guardian. And as I have no heir and you have no family it made sense to adopt you." Olivander said with a kind smile to Harry.
Harry noticed his brother and mother trying to hide a smile at the newest revelation. "You can't do that that means he outranks me!" Harry's ex-father shouted sounding like a whining child. Harry's mother and brother looked like they were going to break into uncontrollable giggles as they wiped away tears from their silent laughter. Olivander soon joined in the pair's plight while Harry sat in shock. "FINE THEN WE ARE LEAVING AND WILL GET HAYDEN'S WAND ELSEWHERE!" James stormed out the shop and the other Potter's followed trying to hold in their laughter leaving Olivander and Harry alone in the shop.
Once the Potters' had left Harry and Olivander fell to the floor clutching their sides in uncontrolled mirth and laughter bubbled from their throats as tears streamed down their faces. After they had regained control and the reality of the situation sunk in Harry stopped laughing and his face paled in shock and Harry started to sob. True tears left trails down his face as he sobbed away the grief and pain of everything had experienced in life.
Bling. strong arms suddenly gripped him in a tight hug as he sobbed inconsolably into the persons shirt. Another pair of strong arms enveloped him from behind as they made a sandwich of comfort. Harry let thought back in after such a shock and he realised he recognised the arms and scents which enveloped him. Neither of the people were Olivander. He felt a black hair tickle the side of his face from the person behind him as he gazed up at the ragged face front of him. Harry sucked in a gasp as he recognised the one in front of him, his body stiffened in shock as he pulled away from the one who had abandoned him. He stumbled away from the both of the as he recognised the second person. "Remus, Sirius." Harry said coolly from behind an emotionless mask He registered the hurt on both of their faces.
"Cub… we didn't know! I swear, he said you had been sent away so that they could focus on Hayden and that you had a new live and that.. And" Remus broke down into sobs and Sirius patted him on the back before continuing in his place. "He said that you told him you didn't want to speak with us… I swear if we knew what was happening to you we would have helped you." Sirius said sounding surprisingly stern but there was an undertone of fury which made Harry step away from him.
Sirius back down instantly and apologised. Remus looked up with tears streaming down his face and a broken hearted expression. "We aren't friends with him anymore cub.. But we still have to see him for Hayden's sake." Remus said softly. Harry made a choked noise in the back of his throat but stood his ground. "You left me alone with him! I was…am a child and I had to deal with that. Everyone I thought would protect me, save me, and you ignored it! DID YOU EVER EVEN ASK LILLY OR HAYDEN WHAT HAPPENED!" Harry broke down again, he fell to the floor and let sobs wracked his small shuddering frame. The men in the room gazed down at the broken boy as tears leaked down their faces. The only noise other than Harry's grief that permeated the shop was Mooney's strangled apologies which leaked between his hands that were pressed to his face.
Harry stood shakily and walked out of the shop and down the alley next to it. He pressed his back against the cold stones and breathed a shuddering breath. He heard a malicious chuckled and his breath hitched. He slowly turned to see a predatory grin spread over the features of the man he would always fear. "Thought you would embarrass me boy." James said in a deceptively soft voice. Harry panicked and looked around for a means of escape but the realised that the alley was a dead end. Harry breathing quickened. Fear rose and unfurled in his chest at such a rate that he could only let a whimper escape. Large hands pressed him harder against the wall. "I'm gunna show you what a whore you are" were the only words he heard before vile lips smashed into his making his head smack against the wall behind him. His lips opened as he let out a gasp of pain. A tongue slithered into his mouth and dug forcefully into the back of his throat making Harry gag. James chuckled: "Now, now whore. before this is over you will have bigger things in your mouth than my tongue."
Harry whimpered and tried to claw his way free which only made his Father laugh at his expense. Tears leaked from behind his closed eyes as the mouth crashed down on his again. His father pinched and twisted his nipple forcing another gasp of pain and the tongue invading again. A foul hand moved down and grabbed his crotch in a bruising grip before in move round and grabbed at his arse cheeks through his clothes. Harry felt a beast rise in his chest. His father pushed closer. Harry felt a firm pole against his stomach. His emotions started to leave and where replaced by anger.
With a roar Harry bit down on the tongue in his mouth until he tasted blood. With a high pitched cry James jumped back. Harry stepped forward and kneed him forcefully in the crotch which made James double over wheezing. Harry's whole focus fixed on the doubled over man in front of him as he slammed an uppercut into his Fathers face which connected with a satisfying crunch. Harry smile evilly at the broken man on the ground. He lifted his hand, palm facing down, over his Sire and released the beast trapped in his chest. James screamed as pain worse than the crucio lanced through his body and after a decade of pain he slipped into darkness.
Harry's smile faded as he came back to the world when he heard a shout next to him. He looked and saw Olivander, Remus and Sirius. They rushed to him and he was dragged into several sets of arms as they whispered sweet word in his ears. He sobbed after the shock had worn off, his legs gave way, and he was caught and lifted into the safe a secure arms off his godfather. He curled into the mans chest and listened to his heart pumping softly as he slipped away into exhaustion.
Harry crawled back to consciousness with a muffled moan. Sharp white light pierced his eyes as he tried to wake but he ached all over; his hand hurt but he couldn't remember why. Harry gasped as images passed through his mind at a lightening speed, he quickly pieced them together and a sob wracked his petite frame.