A/N: I don't know how often I will be uploading it depends on one I finish this rewrite how I feel and if I want to continue. Regardless I will finish this story. Review if you enjoyed.

Harry felt light-headed, his sleep could not have been better, his dream had for once not been a nightmare. The dream felt like it had been too short, He wished he could stay in the dream. Soon, too soon he woke up, reality washing over him. His dream had been made up of a girl that he believed was roughly his age and she had cared for him, something he had never encountered before. The girl had come across friendly and kind, making his heart swell to unknown proportions, his thoughts only disturbed by a throbbing headache. Slowly, Harry opened his eyes. Opening his eyes not enough to be noticed and only enough to let a little bit of light through, he thought,"Where am I? Wait… am I inside?! How? I passed out outside, I must still be dreaming." not being able to focus properly due to his throbbing head. He hastily shut his eyes willing for his headache to stop. Within a while the pain started to ebb away, after a while he felt comfortable opening his eyes.

Within seconds he was scared, he was lying upon something undeniably firm but soft and warm, he was in a house. This didn't make sense. This was most definitely not the Dursley's. In the corner there was a small TV, across the wall there was an oak door. One wall was filled with a mahogany bookshelf, against another wall (that was painted bright green.), there were two armchairs. He concluded he was upon something alive, he presumed underneath this object he was on a couch. But this object he was cradled in, it seemed to be a human, their breath lifting him slowly up and down. He tried to get a better view of the human, not being able to see clearly due to his lack of glasses. He concluded it was a girl due to the curtain of hair he could feel against his left hand, trying to minimise his movement in a hope to not wake her up. Harry wanted to thank her but decided against waking her up, he would have tried to get out of her embrace but she was clutching to tightly for it to work, deciding he had nothing better to do and the fact he secretly enjoyed it he snuggled up to the girl and slowly fell back asleep.

When Hermione woke up she was curious of the time, her eyes still feeling puffy from the crying that had taken place that morning. Shifting slightly to see the clock on the mantelpiece. It was 4, she had slept through lunch, the boy still asleep upon her, smiling at the thought, "He's snuggled up to me as well bless him."
Moving to get a book from the coffee table beside her, she unknowingly woke the boy. Once again Harry woke, groaning from missing the embrace, he turned to face her and asked, "Hello? Why am I here? I've been told to get out.".

Hermione started crying at how this boy had seemingly been abused and abandoned, she hated it, then the boy noticing her crying started to cry causing Hermione to become more upset. It was obvious to everyone but them that they would be perfect for each other, when Hermione could take it no longer she said,"You are staying here with me, Hermione, with my parents, Dan and Emma. Please stop crying please."
"Hermione, my name is Harry, I'm a freak and worthless, there's no point in looking after me, I'm a freak, don't touch me, I don't want to hurt you." replied Harry before trying to leave the sofa, succeeding. Hermione, who had not intended to let him going and had only provided the opportunity unknowingly and in shock, got up refusing to let him get out of the room, she grabbed him and firmly placed him in her lap and told him sincerely, "Harry, I may have only just met you but don't go, I feel like I need you. Stop being so stubborn, how are you a freak?"
"Because I am, I live under the stairs in a cupboard as my punishment, I do all the chores but it doesn't cure my freakishness. No one likes a freak don't lie." Harry answered.
"HARRY YOU WILL NEVER SLEEP IN CUPBOARD AGAIN DO YOU UNDERSTAND? YOU WILL NEVER DO CHORES AGAIN AND FINALLY, I NEED YOU, YOU UNDERSTAND?" All of her heart wanted to say love but her logic could not accept it.

Harry gulped and nodded.

"I'm sorry for shouting Harry." noticing how scared he looked, hugging him tightly.
Emma and Dan having appeared from the doorway, "Hey, sorry to interrupt your moment but Dan here wants to ask a few questions." Emma said nudging Dan.
"Hello Dan and Emma." said Harry slowly, unsure.
"Hello honey, I don't think we caught your name?" Emma asked.
"It's Harry." Dan curious about the boys' background asked, "Harry where did you live before Hermione found you last night?"
"Privet Drive #4." Harry said as if he was in pain, trying to lean into Hermione's chest.
"Harry its ok, they're not going to hurt you." Hermione whispered into his ear softly noticing this gesture while wrapping her arms around him.

After a bit of comfortable silence, Dan asked, "Who wants tea?" itching to get into the kitchen so he could use the phone.
Everyone bar Harry responded with, "Yes please."
"No thank you." Harry said.
"Why not Harry? You mustn't have eaten since what a day ago?" Hermione asked.
"I'm a freak I don't deserve more than one meal a week." Harry replied.
Hermione turned Harry's head to hers and whispered,"You are not a freak Harry."
"But I am." Harry responded with in a near whisper.
Dan seeing the situation Hermione was about to get into quickly broke it up, "Sorry to interrupt here but who wants tea?"
"Everyone, but can me and Harry eat here, please? Hermione replied.
"It's bad for you, are you sure?" Emma asked while Dan went into the kitchen to start cooking.
"Well I don't think Harry would sit at the table and eat, so yeah." Hermione replied logically.
Harry muttered, "but I don't need any food I'm a fre-"
"Say that once more Harry and you'll be sorry, you will eat at least once every day."

Harry fell silent and yet again snuggled up against Hermione who was still holding him upon her lap, Emma leaving to go help Dan After tea was made, everyone sat down at their respective places. Harry and Hermione were given their meal, which Harry just ignored, he wanted it but he thought he wasn't allowed, "This is just a test made by this family to see much food I need." and just closed his eyes wanting to go to sleep however Hermione kept stopping him. Upon finishing her meal and noticing Harry hadn't even started she started to feed him herself.

Luckily, she was patient otherwise, she would have been going insane due to the amount of stubbornness he was putting up. Upon finishing Dan and Emma came into the room to see a boy sleeping and a very satisfied smile on their daughter and they asked her, "What happened?"
Hermione said simply, "I fed Harry then he fell asleep."
"I bet you he hasn't slept in days properly." Dan said.
"I agree but what are we going to do with him?" Emma agreed.
"Mum can we adopt him? I don't like the idea of sending him back there, he seems abused." Hermione asked.
"I agree, We'll try dear but for now let's all go to bed or do you want to watch a film?"
"Bed please but how am I going to get Harry off me? He's clinging."
"Try being gentle."
"Ok" Hermione tilted Harry sideways so he was lying rather than sitting on her, then getting up she carried him upstairs and into the guest bedroom. Placing Harry on the bed, slowly, she released each finger one by one until finally he had let go. Harry groaned loudly unconsciously as Hermione left him. Once Hermione was in bed she had a great feeling that she needed to watch over Harry, to be with him but she pushed the feeling aside and tried to sleep.