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Chapter: Unraveling

Severus Snape was a proud man, even though he was forced to play the double agent just to stay free. He had wanted to ruin Dumbledore himself after finding out that everything he had thought he had known about Harry Potter was proven to be a lie. He had directed all of his hate of Potter senior onto a child, a child who had no way of defending himself from him, let alone the muggles that Dumbledore had placed him with. Looking at what the young Gryffindor had gone through he could see what Dumbledore had been trying to do. He had been forging a weapon, weak and malleable, and willing to do whatever he was told was necessary.

Potter would have walked to his death if told it was the only way to save the people he loved, if this hadn't happened. Or he would have died alone, beaten by the people who were supposed to love him. He was reminded painfully of his own childhood. The muggle father that beat him, and the mother who tried to protect him and ended up paying with her life. Potter didn't have someone to protect him though, not when he was at his most vulnerable. Instead he had a headmaster/ puppet master who carefully manipulated the situation to one that came out the way he planned, ignoring the pain. Professors who hated him, tried to kill him, and ignored his silent pleas and signals that something just wasn't right. And a pseudo family so blinded by the greater good of the headmaster that they ignore the signs that they should have picked up on. Molly was the mother of seven, eight in her mind counting Potter, but she had never noticed his pain.

He couldn't ruin Dumbledore openly though, the man would make sure to take him down with him, whispering word of his alliance with Voldemort. Sirius had no such fears though, he was never marked, had never followed in his families path. Now he was a severely wronged man trying to protect his godson from a man who didn't care for his safety and wellness. The fact that his godson was the Boy-Who-Lived would light a firestorm within the magical community. There would be no way for Dumbledore to redeem himself from the fact that he had known about the abuse, and had done nothing to stop it, maybe even had encouraged it. And seven little drops of Veritus serum would seal his entire fate for good.

Cedric woke several times during the night, comforting his little boyfriend the most he could. He cursed the old man who hadn't helped Ry when he needed him, he cursed the teachers who turned a blind eye to the signs that should have had them up in arms the moment Ry had stepped foot into this school. He cursed the Weasley family because they offered a fake refuge, never really doing anything but offering him a brief reprive from hell every summer, and he cursed himself. He hadn't really realized what he should have. He should have pushed Ry to talk about what was going on. Hell he would have, and he would have brought Ry home this summer no matter what. When dawn broke Ry was finally sleeping comfortably. He didn't have the heart to wake him, so when the other's students started coming down he cast a localized privacy and silencing spell to keep the noise away and motioned the others away. It didn't work with them all. Hermione came over first, adding another blanket and giving him a small smile.

"How is he?" She whispered. Cedric shot her a small glare, not really meaning it. She hadn't let Ron make her abandon Harry, she had believed him, but in his mind she should have gone to her parent- muggles- about her suspicions of Harry being abused. They could have brought justice the muggle way, and the investigation would have lead to the wizarding world looking into it and finding out the truth so much quicker. Hermione looked at him understandingly.

"I told mum and dad about Harry my first year. He had saved my life, and he was my first true friend. They tried making over a dozen reports, but the reports never made it to getting the Dursley's arrested- they disappeared and then Harry would get beaten even worse for 'telling lies' about their family." She whispered, as if she had known what he was thinking. Cedric paled, the missing muggle reports, and the fact that none of the people followed up even without them pointed to the fact that someone had covered it up. Muggles had been obliviated to keep Ry in the abusive household.

"He's having bad nightmares, and doesn't want to trust that this is real. I had to convince him to go to sleep because he thought the moment that he closed his eyes he would wake up and find that he had dreamt taking the cup without me, and everything coming out. I want to kill whoever kept him there Granger. They were killing his soul, killing him as sure as the Dark lord wants him dead." He replied lowly. Hermione didn't reply as a pack of Weasly's descended on the couches. Cedric almost hissed at the girl Weasel as she tried sitting on the couch with them, but Hermione stopped her.

"Let Cedric be the only one with him right now. If you touch him he'll wake up and friend or not I'll have to hurt you Ginny. He's been through enough, and he's never going to return your crush. It may seem harsh now, but the sooner you accept that the less drama there will be." She growled lowly. Ginny looked scandalized, but her twin brother chuckled before pinning Cedric with a glare.

"We're not afraid of killing you if you hurt or pressure him in anyway Diggory. That's our little brother you're holding. Mum may have refused to see what was right in front of her, but Ron and us? We had to rescue him from a small room who's only door was locked with 13 locks and had a cat flap that they pushed in food when they remembered to. No to mention the fact that we had to pick the lock on the boot cupboard under the stairs where they had all of his things, a cupboard that he slept in until his eleventh birthday." Fred warned. Cedric blanched as more details of his boyfriends early life came to light. Ron sputtered.

"Why are you two warning him like we do Gin's boyfriend's? " He asked rather stupidly. Hermione rolled her eyes as she turned to him.

"Honestly Ron. Harry and Cedric are dating. Or close to it. You didn't know since you were being a fucking prick and ignoring him because he got into the tournament." She replied snippily. Ron blanched, before glaring at Cedric.

"Oi you pervert! Why didn't you tell me this before I let you sleep in the commons with Harry? He's too young for your pervert things. Just… Just don't touch him like that yeah? If I think you're pushing him in any way I'll chop off yer balls and feed them to you." He growled angrily. When Harry murmured Cedric smoothed the hair over his head as everyone went quiet. Thankfully he didn't wake up. Hermione nodded to the group.

"We have classes. Let's go to breakfast and get ready. Harry's been given at least the day off and he needs sleep. Cedric, please make sure that he does eat at some point. You might want to move him to his bed in the dorms though, there's a lot of traffic down here." She ordered. Ron went to protest about leaving them alone and Cedric had enough. This child thought he could order him around when he had spent most of the year ignoring Harry and making his life hell?

"I'm not going to touch him like that Weasley. Right now I'm more worried about how he is handling this then anything." He hissed, Hermione nodded to him and pulled Ron away, leaving him with the pale Weasley girl who looked like her entire world had collapsed and her elder brothers.

"You hurt him and you won't have to worry about Ron. But we trust you to keep an eye on him. He's been through hell in his life. He needs stability and care." George finally spoke, before he and his twin led their sister away. Cedric sighed and waited for the commons to clear. After the students were gone to breakfast he picked up his sleeping bundle, cursing how light the 14 year old was, and carried him to his bed. He drew the curtains, before curling around him and falling asleep himself.

Harry woke up with a start, the high sun shining through the red curtains of his bed, and strong arms wrapped around his waist. Cedric tightened his grip slightly, murmuring comforts in his own sleep and Harry had to grin. It had really happened. He's saved Cedric, Sirius, and Remus in one fell swoop, and Voldiepants wasn't embodied. He couldn't lead Deatheater's who hadn't reformed, and Harry could, and would find a way to get all the horocrux's before he had a chance to try this again. He snuggled deeper into the embrace, thanking Merlin for Mione and her OCD. Cedric kissed the top of his head, yawning widely.

"We have to get something to eat love. I think we slept through breakfast and Lunch." He teased. Harry didn't move. He didn't want to move. Finally he was going to make everything right, and the now unawakened part of his inheritance almost did a phantom purr at the reminder that he would have all of his mate's this time around instead of none of them. Cedric tickled him slightly careful of the ribs that still hadn't gotten enough covering to hide them.

"Hermione outed us because you friends little sister tried to sneak in for a cuddle while you were out." He suddenly said. Harry sighed, before looking up into the beautiful grey eyes that he never wanted to lose.

"It had to come sooner or later. If.. if you're serious about wanting me we couldn't have hid it. I wouldn't of hidden in." He replied. Cedric pecked his lips.

"I know baby. I wouldn't of hid it either. Ron decided to go macho man though, so I would expect a lecture on how older men are evil and only want one thing from you. He seemed convinced I had nefarious plans of using you for sex." He replied. That did make Harry blush red in mortification. Oh in the timeline before he had gotten that lecture, right after Ron had attacked his partner, severing the older man's tools as a warning of what happened when one touched the youngest Weasley male. He snuggled closer, ejoying Cedric's Arms tightening around him and blocking the world out for another couple hours.