Title: Truth behind the name and the lies P.2
Pairing: DracoxHarry,
Fandom : HP
Notes: An abused boy finds out he's a wizard and a hero; his tormented mind rebels. One person sees through the misconceptions to the real Harry and treats him the way he deserves. How does this change them both and those around them? Please read P.1 otherwise you maybe confused…
Chapter 3- Flying cars, arguments and the Gemini Lions
Fred and George were working on one of their experiments in their room, trying not to worry about Harry. He hadn't responded to their letters all summer and they were worried sick.
"So…should we work on perfecting the punching telescope? Or the puking pastels…" Fred asked.
George snapped, "Why can't we just check on him…"
"Because mum won't let us…"
"That hasn't stopped us before…"
There was a loud pounding on their window.
George turned, "Hedwig…" he threw open the window and she collapsed in Fred's lap.
Fred stroked her dull feathers, "Poor girl…what have they done to you…"
George knelt beside his brother, "She's got a letter." he took it from the exhausted owl, looked at and shook, "Freddie, is that blood…" he'd always been the more sensitive twin…
Fred nodded, "That's too thick for a quill…looks like that was written with a finger."
George unfolded it, "It's from Hermione." he showed it to his brother.
Harry's hurt. He needs to go to St. Mungos. Come quick. I'm scared.
Fred's face twisted in rage, "To hell with mum and her rules. We're taking the car." he held Hedwig, "Stay with us. We'll go help Harry then Georgie will take you to get looked at too."
Hedwig hooted feebly but didn't try to move.
The twins snuck out, they'd gotten good at it. Avoiding a mum, two prat brothers and a whiny baby sister was easy compared to Filch and Mrs. Norris. They took their dad's car, made sure it was invisible, cast a silence charm on it, took to the sky and drove. "Point me Harry Potter."
Fred drove in the right direction, avoiding planes, helicopters and flocks of birds.
Finally landing in front of 4 Private Drive.
Fred took George's hand leaving Hedwig in the car, throwing open the door and yelling "Hermione…"
A teary voice came from upstairs, "I'm up here. Do hurry…he looks worse…"
The twins ran up the stairs two at a time, storming into the bedroom.
To see Hermione cradling a pale bleeding boy…
Harry…
George sobbed.
Fred growled, "Who did this…"
"I think it was his uncle…he needs medical attention."
"Where is his stuff…"
"I don't know. Hedwig was padlocked in a cage…" Hermione buried her face in her hands, "Why didn't I come sooner? Mr. Malfoy and Draco showed up at my house this morning. He told me he couldn't come here but he wanted me to. I'm a just little girl…"
Fred hugged his brother, "Hush, pick up Harry. Take him to the car. Hermione get the cage. I'll find his things." he walked out of the room.
Hermione let George take Harry, they were both covered in Harry's blood. She grabbed the cage before following him out.
Fred had ripped the door of the cupboard beneath the stairs off it's hinges and was dragging Harry's trunk.
Petunia was screaming, "Thieves. I'll call a constable I will. Get out of my house."
"Shut up. Be grateful I'm restraining myself. Mum said I'm not supposed to hit women. You sorely try my patience you hag. Get out of my way. We're leaving and taking Harry with you."
"You can't. He's in my care."
Hermione yelled, "He's in need of medical attention. Which you failed to notice. That's abuse and neglect." her eyes narrowed, "Don't worry about the blood pool. The Aurors will find it no matter how hard you scrub. We will be reporting you…"
"Come on."
Fred stormed out, dragging the trunk.
George close behind, carrying Harry.
Fred tossed the trunk in the car with a feather-light charm while George nudged Hermione into the invisible car before placing Harry in her lap.
"Hold onto him. We're going straight to St. Mungos' and then Hedwig needs to go to the owl emporium, hopefully they'll treat her."
Soon they were in and flying away.
"Point me St. Mungos'."