Title: Eyes Closed Tightly
Category: Books » Harry Potter
Author: sheetamoon
Language: English, Rating: Rated: T
Genre: Horror/Hurt/Comfort
Published: 05-15-10, Updated: 12-25-11
Chapters: 11, Words: 22,013
Chapter 3: Chapter 3
Disclaimer: *stare's* uh no I don't own Harry Potter.
~o~
Eyes Closed Tightly
Chapter 3
She ran down the alleyway, her summer dress clinging to her skinny freckled legs as she let out a laugh. She heard her brothers yelling out to her. 'It's a nice day for hide and seek.' She thought as she turned a corner, her long red hair pulled into a ponytail, swinging back and forth as she ran.
Her breath came out in pants at the excitement and she turned around to see if her brothers were behind her or not. Her feet caught something making her fall with a squeak, her butt hit the pavement. Her hand that had helped take the blunt of the fall felt cold and wet. She raised it to her face seeing red. This made her frown, as she knew she hadn't hurt herself.
Then she looked to what caused her to fall. Her pretty brown eyes widened before she let out a high-pitched scream. There, the thing she had tripped over was the mangled and blood coated corpse of a man. His blank eyes still reflecting the horror he had been through in the last minutes of his life. It was then one Ginny Weasley promptly fainted, her scream cutting off.
~o~
Harry bit his lip as he stared at Tom. He really had no idea what was going through his head when he allowed the older one take him away. Nor did he know why he felt so comfortable falling asleep next to him.
Tom turned to his side in his sleep giving Harry a clear view of his face. Iit was relaxed like he had no concern in the world. Harry huddled closer to the wall, being the one sleeping next to it. After making a fuss when trying to sleep on his own bed, Tom had noticed that Harry needed to feel all sides around him to fall asleep. So he picked Harry up and plopped him onto his own bed, coaching him to go close to the wall before falling into the bed himself. Harry had been shocked at first but then grew tired and lay down.
Harry kept telling himself he would only close his eyes for a second. That second had turned to the whole night. Now he was wide awake and huddled into a corner being quiet and trying not to move so Tom could sleep. His foot slipped jogging the bed, his ankle was snatched and yanked making him dizzy.
Then he looked up seeing Tom above him blinking back sleep he tried to move his hands but found them to be pinned to the mattress.
"G-good morning Tom." Tom let out a sigh, his hands loosening around Harry's wrists. Then Tom pulled away and stood, bringing Harry with him and deposited the ten-year-old on the floor. Harry steadied himself and watched Tom. The raven haired man walked around the room grabbing things. Red eyes looked towards Harry and frowned. Slowly and almost reluctantly Tom held out his hand.
"Come here Harry, you shouldn't be left alone here." Harry went over to Tom and took his hand they walked out of the room together.
"Why?"
"Because people don't know who you are." Harry stumbled and Tom jerked his hand back to prevent him from falling.
"There are other people here?" Tom nodded pulling Harry down the hallway and into the bathroom. Tom let go of Harry's hand and walked over to the shower turning the knobs as water sprang down, hitting the tub. He then placed the clothes he had brought with him on the edge of the sink. "Will they hurt me?" Tom stopped all movement then looked at Harry his eyes flashing.
"Not if they know what's good for them." The iciness and venom to his voice sent shivers down Harry's back. "Come." Tom gestured to the tub. "I'll wait for you to finish, the clothes are over there." He then left leaving Harry alone.
~O~
His hand glided over the form his writing small and neat as he filled out the statement about what he and Sirius had found at Number 4, Privet Drive. It was a horrific piece of writing that needed to be done by noon. Seeing as Sirius would rather not do paper work, Remus was resigned to filling it all out. Remus sighed and flipped the page. There was a loud smack as a folder was thrown down on his desk making him jump. He looked into the serious face of Sirius.
"We have a case already Sirius." The frown caused Remus to narrow his eyes.
"I know, this is part of it." Looking down as the sandy haired man reached out and pulled the file to him, then opened it. It showed the crime scene of an alleyway and a dead man's corpse. Pulling more of the photos out showed him why the case would fall to them.
"Ah, so it's another one of 'His'?" Sirius nodded as he leaned on the desk looking down at the photos.
"Yeah, Moody gave it to me. Said a little girl stumbled across the scene. Poor kid was playing hide and seek with her brothers and screamed her head off. I don't blame her. That was one grisly sight." Remus pulled out the report reading about the findings or rather lack thereof, the only clue as to being who was responsible was the letter 'V' carved into the man's cheek. His brow frowned even more as he read on.
"Sirius have you read this?" the darker hair man leaned down looking at the writing.
"Yeah what is it Rems? What's got your gears shifting?" Golden brown eyes looked into dark grey.
"The stab wounds." His brow creased as Sirius gave Remus a confused look, having no idea what his friend was talking about. "Come now Sirius, you can't tell me you didn't notice they look very savage." Gray eyes went wide and the older one snatched the photos staring at the wounds on the victim.
"He was angry." He looked to the sandy hair man. "He was really angry, I wonder why?"
"I don't know." He stood from the desk and brought a photo of 'his' last Victim and placed it on the corkboard. His hand danced across all the others before stopping on the photo he knew Sirius was gazing at, he looked to him. "But we better find Voldemort before it's too late." His hand pulled from the photo of Harry. The child's eyes were bright even in a photo. Sirius pulled from the desk putting his hands in his pocket then he looked to Remus eyes serious.
"Then we best get back to work."
~O~
The door opened with a soft click, a dark head peeked out looking up then down and Harry walked out of the bathroom biting his lip when not finding Tom. His hands rose, flingers wrapping around the way too long sleeves in show of a nervous habit. He turned in his haste to way he remembered the room he had slept in last night, bumping into a solid body. He gasped as hands grabbed his shoulder and he was jerked back looking up to a tall blond who was sneering down at him.
"Who are you!" the man growled out in distaste, watching as the color drained from the child's face. He shook Harry when he did nothing but stare up at him in shock and horror. "Are you deaf? I asked you who you are!" Harry trembled being reminded of his home life.
"T-Tom, I want Tom." The blond haired man's grip tightened before Harry was slammed into the wall. Green teary eyes looked up into cruel blue grey eyes.
"Boy!" his blood froze, eyes wide he flinched, even before the hit he expected landed a blow. Then the hands were ripped from his shoulders and he fell to the floor in a heap. He heard another thump. Looking up Harry saw Tom holding the blond against the wall. The man's face smashed into the wall red eyes looked down into green.
"Close." Green eyes snapped shut and Tom returned his attention to the man he held to the wall. He leaned to the others ear.
"Lu-ci-us." The blond shivered. "Just what were you doing to what is mine?" Panic was the first thought running through Lucius mind as his hand was wrenched up he grunted in discomfort. "Do I touch things belonging to you?" his hand was going numb with the force Tom was using. "I thought you were a smart man."
"I did not know he was yours." He felt Tom shake his head, his hand loosening on his arm but he dared not move.
"Of course you didn't, but you could have made a guess, after all who else uses these rooms but me?" The grip returned. "Come now Lucius tell me you had your suspicions as to who he belonged to." His head rested against the wall in shame he had thought for a brief second that the child was his, but pushed it aside to get answers.
"I'm sorry Voldemort, it had crossed my mind but I allowed curiosity to cloud my judgment." Tom's breath ghosted across his neck making him shiver more then he felt a shift behind him.
"Your curiosity needs to learn a lesson." with a sharp turn Lucius let out scream as his wrist was snapped he fell to the floor holding his hand. Tom snared and turned from the crouched man. "If you touch him again you'll have more to fear then a broken wrist."
"Yes Voldemort." Tom bent down and picked Harry up from the floor, he saw the fluttering of his eyes.
"Keep them shut." Harry's eyes scrunched up and his arms wrapped around Tom's neck. Harry leaned his head on Tom's shoulder looking comfortable and secure. Tom looked down at Lucius who was still on the floor, not daring to stand until the other left.
"Do not disappoint me again Lucius." With that Tom turned on his heel and left the blond to his thoughts. When he was around the corner he looked at the bundle in his arms.
"You're going to cause me trouble." Harry snuggled into Tom, arms tightening their hold. Tom chuckled and shifted Harry on his hip. "But who knows? You may be worth it." He saw the smiled bloom across Harry's face making him smirk and pulled the ten year old closer.
~O~
Hey guy's thanks for the reviews and alerts means a lot to me. Also thank for the grammar lesson Yup yup. Hope you all liked chapter 3.