Ron was fuming with anger. How dare that… thing! to rape Harry! He was going to kill him. He barely registered entering the kitchen and closing the door with such a force the windows shook

"Ronald! Don´t close the door like that!" She scolded

"Mom, you don´t know what they did to him! I bet than when I finish you will be angrier" And with that he started the story

"That´s horrible! No wonder he was so thin! And bloody!" Molly´s hair seemed to float around her, giving her a scary look

"But that´s not all, they reaped him!"

Mrs. Weasley's scary look got worse

"Mom, calm down, you need to cal-" He was cut off by a flying pot. He ducked just in time to avoid being hit in the head with it.

"Mom! Stop it!" He pleaded, but she was being just as surprised as he was.

"I am not doing it!" By now, everything that wasn´t tied to something was floating around them

"Then who is?"

"I don´t know!"

"Let´s see if the rest of the house is like this" Molly suggested

They checked all the rooms and it was like that. When they entered Harry´s room, they saw something they didn´t expect to see.

Harry was unconscious in the bed, surrounded by a golden light. As they watched, the light around Harry increased and Harry´s wounds closed and disappeared. Suddenly, Harry opened his eyes clutched his forehead, and started screaming. They saw something black coming from Harry´s scar. When this process finished, the boy passed out yet again. The light slowly faded and the flying objects dropped to the ground.

"What was that?" Ron asked

"I have no idea"

2 Hours Later

"Dad is here!" Fred yelled and ran down the stairs

"Hi dad!" They all greeted the man that had entered the room

"Hello Weasleys!"

"Dad, guess what happened today! Guess what!" Ginny said enthusiastically

"What happened Gin?"

"About two hours ago, everything in the house started floating!"

"What? How?" He asked, confused

"We don´t know!"

Ron and his mother glanced at each other

"Arthur, can I talk to you for a second?" Molly asked

"Yes, sure" They entered the kitchen

"Ron, come with us"

"What happened?" Mr. Weasley asked

"Well, first of all you should know that Harry is here"

"Harry? Which Harry?"

"Harry Potter" Ron answered

"I heard that he lives with muggles. Is it true? I am going to ask him some questions" He started to go but his wife grabbed his arm

"Arthur, I think it will be better if you let him rest"

"Why? What happened?"

"Er… His uncle beated him really bad and, well, his magic seems to be out of control" Ron said nervously

"What? How?" He was growing tired of asking

"We don´t know" They both said

Ginny was asking the twins if they knew what had happened. It was obvious that they knew something, but every time she asked she received the same answer

"We can´t tell you" Suddenly, they heard a moan in the stairs and they saw Harry rubbing his eye

"Hi Harry. How are you?" Asked a very serious Fred

"Fine, just a little tired" He was in an extra pair of Ron´s pajamas, which seemed gigantic in the small boy

The kitchen´s door opened to reveal Ron and his parents

"Harry! Mate, how are you?" He asked, rushing to his side

"I´m fine" He answered yet again.

"Are you sure? You were pretty bad and- What happened to your eyes?" Harry´s usually emerald green eyes were golden, like melted gold

"What are you talking about?" He asked

"Dear, your eyes are golden" Mrs. Weasley said kindly. She conjured a mirror and passed it to the boy

Harry took it and almost dropped it from the shock. At the same time, a window cracked

"What happened to me?"

"We have no idea. And, Harry, can I talk to you for a sec?" Mr. Weasley asked

"I was glowing?" Harry asked, panicking slightly

"Yes, do you have any idea of what could cause that?"

"N-no, I mean, nothing that I know of"

"Well then, I will ask Dumbeldore later. Let's go back, Molly surely has something prepared for you to eat" He passed his hand over the young boy´s shoulders in a fatherly manner and, together, they went back to where the rest of the family was waiting

"Professor Dumbeldore, I am worried about Harry"

"Worried?" The old headmaster asked "Why?"

"Well, his magic seems out of control, I don´t know if its normal."

"No, it isn´t"

"And, well, Molly said she saw something dark coming from his scar"

"That is great!" Arthur seemed confused

"Why?" He asked

"Harry was one of Voldemort´s Horocruxes! But if what you tell me is right, then…" His happiness vanished "Someone bonded Harry´s magic!"

"How can you bond someone´s magic?" Arthur frowned

"With dark magic, you can trap someone´s magic where he or she can´t reach it. There is one problem, the affected has to be a baby and he shouldn´t be able to do magic at all. Unless… Dos Harry´s eyes are golden when he does magic?"

"Erm, no, from that day his eyes were golden all the time" Dumeldore cursed under his breath

"He is a creature of the old religion! No wonder why Voldemort couldn´t kill him!"

"What is the old religion?" Arthur was sure he had heard about it somewhere

"It is the origin of magic. Average wizards are just blessed by the religion, but Harry part of it, was born from it. The only other human creature of the old religion we know about is Merlin. My boy, he has to be trained, but I am afraid they aren´t any teachers" Then he sighed "Poor boy, he is alone in the world with this"

"No, he won´t be. We will adopt him"