Sorry for the slow update. Thanks again to my reviewers and keep on reviewing!!! Thanks for the readers also and I seriously need a beta reader. Is anyone interested?

For your questions:

Harry is boy version of Lily girly, not really girly girly. But it's still a hell of a lot more girlier than Harry's previous James boyish or rather manly(as Harry furiously says) looks.

I'm still thinking about how his family will discover Harry's animagus form. One thing's for sure though, Harry will "try" to hide his "escaping form" from his family. ehehe

Chapter 9. Two Weeks of Nightmares (Part 2)

When Harry Lillian Potter opened his verdant green eyes, he was momentarily confused. He sat up on a white bed, then he smelled antiseptics. He looked around and he was astounded by the sight of a white room and he was on a white bed. The bed looked too far up from the floor, Harry had to jump to get down.

So that was what he proceeded to do, he jumped down the bed. Something hard hit the floor. What was it? Then when little Harry looked at his right leg, it was in a big white cast.

What is this? Harry thought to himself. He then proceeded to try to remove the white heavy thing that prevented him from running away from the strange smelling room. Despite his effort, the thing… Oh yeah, Harry remembered Teo having one when he broke his leg when they were playing soccer a long time ago. What was it called again?… Oh Yeah! A CAST!!! It was a cast!!

Harry needed his mom. With mom, he wouldn't need this heavy big cast. His mom would take care of it in a minute with just a wave of her wand. He almost convinced his mom to heal Teo, but then his mom couldn't because Teo was a muggle.

Just as Harry decided that he couldn't take the cast off, he should just leave it and run away quick while he still had the time to. But then just as he was standing and ambling his way out of the strange-smelling room. The door opened, and a Mr. Robert Cooper in his pharmacist uniform went inside.

Mr. Cooper's lips thinned dangeroulsy, a sure sign that he was preventing himself to shout his anger at his son's irresponsible act of getting out of the bed. Robert then proceeded to approach Harry and settled Harry on the bed. He took out a warm blue blanket and wrapped it around his Lawrence. The he carried his precious son again and went home.

When Robert Cooper went home, without any trouble from Harry (because Harry was deathly scared of Mr. Cooper and stayed meek and quiet all the way to the crazy man's house). Mrs. Smith, Robert's nextdoor's nosy neighbor, greeted him just as he was entering his abode.

"Hi Robert! Whose child is that you're carrying? And what's wrong with the poor dear? Why does he have a cast?"

"Oh hello Mrs. Smith. This little guy is my good friend's son. I'm just taking care of him for today. I'm going in now. This little guy is all tired out from the hospital and he needs to rest."

Robert didn't wait for an answer, and quickly went inside the house. Robert then proceeded to take Harry inside Lawrence's room and locked it. Damn, why didn't he think of that earlier, he could have prevented his son from having broken his leg. No matter. For now the problem at hand is where to take his Lawrence to, where no one could take his son away from him ever again. He couldn't let the child stay in his house, the neighbors particularly Mrs. Smith are too nosy for their own good.

Robert thought of just the right place. He owned an abandoned warehouse far from this neighborhood. He could take care of his son, but then who would take care of his son when he has to go to work?

He then thought of Morgan. Morgan was this guy he supplied with drugs. Morgan sold the illegal drugs but wasn't using it himself. He was a fairly loyal guy. He was good with kids and wouldn't ask any questions. Robert will just tell him to take care of his son in the morning when he was out at work. He also had no problems with injections, and can take care of his Lawrence's medicine.

With that decided, he then proceeded with his plans.

On the next day, Harry was taken out of Lawrence's room and taken to an abandoned warehouse with a fully furnished room inside a particular room in the warehouse. Through out the first week, a schedule was followed.

Robert was with Harry before going to work. Robert would bathe and try to feed Harry every morning before Morgan came. After Morgan's arrival and being given Lawrence's daily dose of medicine by Mr. Cooper. Morgan would then inject Harry with the hateful medicine that kept Harry weak, sick, and it also unknowingly inhibited Harry's accidental magic from ever activating. Morgan would also try to feed Harry lunch, but then Harry just didn't have his normal appetite to eat. Then when Robert got off work, he would relieve Morgan letting his friends go back to his nightly shady dealings. Then Robert would then try to feed Harry again and gently wiped his body with a cool washcloth, changing his pajamas whenever it was needed and assisted Harry with brushing his teeth and hair before letting Harry and himself go to sleep. When morning came, this cycle would be repeated over again.

Harry was constantly sick and weak and always half unconscious of his surroundings and unable to access his magic. Harry was seriously sick of the room no matter how richly furnished the room was. It was true that he was fairly taken good care of if the "medicine" that they kept injecting in him was not taken into account. For Harry had figured that the injection was the cause of his constant poor state and always half unconscious state. It was what prevented him from going back to his immediate family… his Mommy and Daddy and Sam and John and Ry and Snuffles….

At the end of one week, Harry noticed that Robert never came back from work at the particular day that marked the beginning of the second week he was kept in captivity. Morgan cuffed Harry's right ankle and chained it on the railings from the bed and went on his nightly dealings. When morning came, Morgan came back. But there was still no Robert.

Morgan then later found out that Robert was involved in a car accident and was found dead on the site of the accident. Morgan's loyalty to his friend also went out with Robert's death. Now, he thought of the most practical way, he could cash out on the current situation.

For the next few days, Morgan then proceeded to sell out all of the rich furnishing in Harry's room inside the warehouse leaving Harry with just a cot and the blue blanket that Robert took Harry with from the hospital. The medicine had run out and he couldn't continue to inject Harry with it but he still left Harry some food to keep him alive. On the next day, Harry for the first time since his captivity from the warehouse became fully conscious.

Harry Lillian Potter looked around the room and noticed the changes. There was no more rich furnishings inside the room. There was no more crazy Mr. Cooper, but then he was replaced with a bad guy that was Mr. Morgan. A Mr. Morgan that kept him chained to a small stiff cot who didn't care about him one whit aside from what he could get his hands on that could earn him a few bucks. Oh no!!! Harry then thought about his Emy necklace. He had to hide it before the bad man could take it away.

Harry then weakly got off the bed. It was nearing night now, and Morgan had just left. Harry tried to think of the best way to hide his Emy stone that Morgan would never think to search for. He needed a place that was in his reach… The chain that tied him to the bed could only go as far as the loo but not at the door of the room. Harry couldn't hide it in the loo, nonono. He wanted his Emy stone as near to him as possible. Maybe under the cot?

Harry then proceeded to crawl under the cot, and looked for a good hiding place. Fortunately he had an easier time than before, as his cast was now completely off. Mr. Cooper expertly took it out. He saw the loose floorboards under the cot, and found the perfect place. He hid the expensive looking necklace and told his Emy stone to stay there for awhile because he could never let the bad man see him and take it away from Harry's side.

His struggle with the loose floorboard sapped what little strength he had regained from getting off the injections. So Harry then went back to his cot, and hugged the blue blanket which was his only comfort from the now empty and scary warehouse room. He then thought of a way to escape until he fell asleep on the cold hard cot.

Morgan came back in the morning and saw the beautiful child that was sleeping peacefully on the cot. He could use this. The kid was pretty and he looked a lot better now that he was off the "medicine". There were a lot of desperate "rich" couples out there that wanted kids but couldn't get one and this child was still fairly little and very beautiful.

But then Morgan, as was his custom, had to inspect the goods first before he could market it. Morgan then slowly approached the sleeping red-headed little boy with a greedy glint in his eyes.

Harry woke up with an uneasy feeling. Someone who had malicious intentions was in the room with him. Harry snapped his eyes open, and saw Mr. Morgan with a strange glint in his eyes.

Harry became scared, he grabbed his blanket and tried to run away. But then Morgan grabbed his wrists and held him down. Harry then tried to kick the bad man, but the man just wrapped the cold chains on his other ankle and tightened the chain on the railings of the cot. Harry was now held securely on the bed, but Harry kept struggling.

"No No No!!! Stop Please! Go away!" Harry pleaded while still trying to get away.

Morgan ignored the pleadings and the tear streaked face of the kid, and roughly unbuttoned Harry's pajama shirt.

"No NO NO! What are you doing?! Stop please! Help Daddy Mommy!!!!!!" Harry was now struggling with all his might. He didn't know what the bad man wanted, he didn't look like he was taking him to bath. There was something different with the way the man was looking at him.

He wasn't gentle like Mr. Cooper, and this was the first time something like this ever happened. Mr. Cooper was the only one who took him to bath, Mr. Cooper never let Mr. Morgan take him to bath. Even when Mr. Morgan offered to help.

Morgan tore the pajama shirt from the struggling kid. Harry continued to struggle furiously and at the sound of the tear his torn shirt made, Harry became truly scared. No NO NO! There was a loud bang and suddenly Morgan was catapulted by an unknown force coming from the boy across the other side of the room.

Harry then clutched the blanket, ran to the loo and locked the door. Harry wrapped the blanket around himself went as far away from the door, away from the bad man. He tried to climb out the window but the chain on his right ankle prevented him from going out. He then slid to the corner of the loo, clutched the blanket around himself and rocked back and forth trying to comfort himself. "Daddy Mommy. Daddy Mommy. Where are you? I want to go home. Why didn't you come find me? I want to go home. Daddy Mommy…."

There was a noise outside the loo, and there was someone trying to get inside the loo.

Harry was shaking and trembling in his fear, rocking back and forth, muttering to himself calling out to his mommy and daddy. There was a yank to his right ankle, and Harry saw that the bad man was pulling at the chain from his right ankle outside the loo.

The door of the loo was now open , and the bad man had a dangerous glint in his eyes, while pulling continuously at the chain tied to the boys's ankle. Harry tried to hold on anything that he could, but the bathroom's tile provided no hold. Harry nails were scratching at tiles while being pulled outside the loo. When Harry was at the loo's door, he grabbed hold of the openning of the door, still stuggling to get away from the bad man.

Morgan again yanked hard at the chain dislodging Harry's hold on the opening of the door. Harry was continuously pulled near the bad man to a pillar in the middle of the warehouse. There were ropes and chains and a syringe near the pillar.

An injection!!!! The bad man was giving Harry another injection! NO No NO!!! Harry had to get away. The chain on his ankle! Harry had to remove it. Harry tried to pull at the ankle chain, trying to remove it. The man took out a syringe and was grinning at Harry while he was still trying to remove the chain.

When Harry saw the syringe, Harry became even more panicked. NO No No! The chain! GO AwaY!! There was another loud bang, and the chain around Harry's ankle disintegrated into nothing. Harry then quickly got up, running away from the bad man.

Harry ran back to the loo and was climbing out the window when a hand grabbed at his right leg. Harry was then pulled down away from his only means of escape. Harry fell on the floor of the loo bumping his head on the side of the metallic railings of the shower. Bang! Harry became dizzy and everything was spinning.

Harry was then grabbed harshly by his hand and pulled out of the loo. When they were near the pillar, Morgan tied Harry's hands by the side of the pillar. Harry tried to kick the man and even in his dizzy state, he managed to kick the man at his jewels. A lucky aim!

Morgan became furious and started punching and kicking repeatedly at Harry's chest and the right leg that kicked his jewels. Harry slid down the pillar, folded his legs, and tried to curl and protect himself. But it was unsuccessful, Harry's hands were still tied, and the bad man yanked his folded legs away from Harry and tied the chains around his ankles. Harry then was beaten until he was unconscious.

The next time Harry woke up, he felt the injection again and felt paralyzed, sick and weak. He then felt something slice at his throat. Before the injection fully took effect, Harry was unconsciously activating his magic, he was sending out distress signals. And calling out for help, for anyone, for strength for himself to live….

This was the moment that an older 18-year-old Harry James Potter from another dimension on the brink of death was pulled and merged with a 10-year-old Harry Lillian Potter of this dimension also on the brink of death.

End of flashback

When Harry awoke from his two weeks of nightmares, he saw his mommy and daddy and Sam, John and Ry and Snuffles, all looking extremely worried and calling out his name.

James was the first one who saw Harry. He then lifted Harry's cold trembling form from the floor and hugged Harry. Harry wrapped his feet around James, his slightly soiled bloody pierced hands around his Daddy's neck and pressed his tear-streaked face on the side of his Daddy's neck. He finally felt safe and the last thing he was aware of before slipping off to a more peaceful sleep was a cooling sensation of his Mommy's healing magic on his hands.