Author's note: This chapter also has a rape scene but I tried to make it a little less graphic than the Interlude. Just be warned that it is there. This chapter is short but it felt like a good place to end. Only one chapter left after this. Enjoy!

Also, I got a review from a guest that made a good point that I want to address. They mentioned how Harry should be completely dysfunctional after all this. The only reason he's not is because he can't afford to be. He focused on surviving his every day struggles instead of what happened.

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Disclaimer: I'm still not the proud owner of the Harry Potter franchise.

Harry moaned as he came too. As he woke up he became aware of a hand trailing up and down his chest. He jerked away and fell off the bed he was laying on. Tom chuckled. Harry's left wrist was handcuffed to the horizontal bar at the top of the headboard. He pulled at it helplessly.

"I've missed you Harry." Tom said. He got out of the bed and picked Harry up. Tom dumped Harry's body onto the bed. "It's been so long since we've gotten together."

"Let me go!" Harry yelled.

"You'll never change, will you?" Tom climbed on top of him and Harry realized the man had already removed his pants.

"Why do you keep doing this?" Harry asked pushing Tom away with his free hand.

"Because no matter how many times I fuck you, you never stop fighting." Tom said. "And you know how I love getting rough." Tom bit down on Harry's shoulder causing him to whimper.

Harry kicked at him trying to toss the man off with no avail. Tom caught him behind the knees and held Harry's legs to his chest with his free arm trapped in between, exposing his ass. Tom dropped his pants and leant forward dragging his cock along Harry's crack.

"Don't." Harry begged. He knew it was pointless. It had never worked before but he had to try.

Tom just smiled and shoved his hard cock brutally into the boy. He listened to Harry's delightful scream before he began to thrust. After all these years Harry had stopped screaming the whole time. Once he had entered the small boy just lay there whimpering until he was finished. Tom came and collapsed onto Harry. He caught his breath and pulled out. Harry's legs fell to the bed and he let out a whine of pain.

"I'll be back in a little while." Tom said and he walked out the door. Harry passed out soon after.

-x-

Ron was worried. He hadn't seen Harry in two days. He stopped by the bakery Harry was staying at and he hadn't been there. His next stop was the Book Nook to see if he was there or Remus knew where he was.

Ron walked in the shop and Remus looked up anxiously. "Oh, hi Ron." He greeted. "Do you know where Harry is?"

"No I was coming here to ask you the same thing. I haven't seen him in two days and I'm worried." Ron said.

"He didn't show up for his shift yesterday. I'm worried too. The last time he went missing he came back a week later and he was a wreck." Remus said concerned.

"What do you mean?" Ron asked.

"He was a bit bruised and jumped every time someone moved in the shop. It was weeks before I could come within two feet of him again. I don't know what happened. He wouldn't tell me. But whatever it was, it was bad." Remus said sadly.

"Well, if he shows up please call me." Ron requested.

"Only if you'll do the same." Remus replied.

"Of course."

Ron walked home in a daze. He was sure Tom had Harry. He had to do something. He walked into his kitchen to see his parents sitting at the table talking.

"Hello sweetheart." Mrs. Weasley said. Then she noticed the look on her son's face. "Is everything alright, Ron?"

Ron looked up to his mother and started to cry. "N-No." He gasped out. Mrs. Weasley jumped up and ushered her son to a chair.

"Ron what's wrong?" Mr. Weasley asked.

"I have something I need to tell you." Ron started. "I should have told you months ago. Harry's homeless. He's been living in abandoned buildings alone since he was nine." Mrs. Weasley gasped. "And now he's missing and I'm so sure Tom has him."

"Who's Tom?" Mr. Weasley asked.

"This man who's been kind of stalking him. He tracks him down and when he gets the chance he c-corners him and r-r-rapes him." Ron cried. "He said it's been going on for years but he hadn't seen him in almost a year. He begged me not to tell."

"Oh my god." Mrs. Weasley said. She was crying now and hugged her son.

"We have to call the police." Mr. Weasley declared.

-x-

Harry was sitting on the floor next to the bed. His arm was still chained to the frame above him. This was the first time he had been alone and conscious since Tom had grabbed him two days ago. He had his body stretched out trying to snag his jeans from across the room. Harry cursed he short stature for the hundredth time that day.

He looked around to find something to use. He checked under the bed and cried out in joy when he saw a hairpin on the floor. Harry grabbed it and pulled his sore body back onto the bed. He slipped the hairpin into the key hole on the handcuffs. He worked diligently for five minutes before he heard the glorious click of the handcuffs unlocking.

Harry pulled his wrist free and jumped off the bed. He fell to his knees from the weakness in his legs. Harry crawled to his jeans and grabbed his switchblade from the pocket; thanking every god he could think of that Tom hadn't taken it. Harry pulled his jeans on and went to the door. Before he could reach for the knob it turned.

Harry dove back to the bed and pulled the blanket up to hide his jeans. Tom walked in.

"Oh good, you're awake." He said. He stepped toward the bed and Harry jumped up. Tom was stunned by the movement and Harry thrust his open blade into Tom's chest. Tom fell to his knees and Harry kicked him over.

"You'll never rape me again, you fucking sick bastard." Harry said shakily. He pulled his blade out of Tom's chest and walked out of the room.

Harry limped back toward the old bakery. On the way he passed the Weasley's house. There was a cop car parked in the driveway. Harry immediately headed for the house, worried that Tom had done something to Ron. That had been his biggest fear since becoming friends with the boy.

Harry walked up to the kitchen door and knocked lightly. The door was thrown open and Harry found himself pulled into Mrs. Weasley's arms. Harry whimpered and tried to pull away.

"Please let me go." He begged. Mrs. Weasley immediately let go and stepped back. Harry wrapped his arms around himself.

"I'm sorry Harry. I'm just so glad you're alright." She said wiping tears from her eyes. Harry looked at her confused. Then he looked around the room. Ron was sitting at the table with his father, a police office, and surprisingly Remus.

"Harry!" Ron shouted, jumping up. Harry took a defensive stand and Ron stayed where he was. "I'm sorry, mate, I told you if I didn't think you were safe anymore I was going to tell. Where were you? What happened?"

"Tom is dead." Harry said quietly. "I killed him."

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