Chapter 3: The Savior

Note: Hello Lovelies and welcome to chapter 3 :) I want t first say that I am sorry for any mistakes that are found in this chapter, I do not have a beta at the moment, and have been to stress of late to go back a read through everything. If you see a mistake please point it out to me, and I will try my best to go back and fix it when I have the time. WARNINGS: I have to set up warnings within this chapter there is rape and child abuse in this chapter so please read at your own risk! With that I would love it if you leave comments on what you think of the story thus far. I do hope you enjoy the chapter

It had been a week since the boy sent the letter, and to the boy it seemed to drag on. Of course Levi was there for the young wizard talking to him and coaching him in the way of the wizarding world as much as he could remember about the tells; all the while the boy slaved away trapped in the house. Harry was out one day redoing his Aunt Petunia garden in the heat. Harry just thought she was upset that he had been getting everything done that his Uncle left him so she decided to take it upon herself to come up with something. Of course the boy didn't mind working in the garden since he was hardly ever aloud out of the house, so he took the chance whenever he could to work outside.

After the long day outside Harry was grateful for the AC in the house, but that was until he saw his cousin raffling through his stuff. He froze as he saw the plump boy dig the tin box from its hiding space; his cousin didn't even realize that Harry was standing behind him, as he opened the box. Harry not caring of the consequence of this pushed his cousin from the doorway of his cupboard taking the opportunity to throw the tin box inside the small place before closing the door and standing in front of it.

He cousin was outraged that the little boy dare raise his hand in his direction, and snarled at the green eye boy, "Ohh you're in trouble now you Freak!" Before taking off up the stairs where his mom was. Harry took this small window to hide the tin box even better, in some of lose floorboards underneath the cot that he slept on. He just pulled the cot back over the cupboard as heard the footsteps start to come down the stairs; the small cupboard door swung open revealing a red face Aunt Petunia and a dark smile upon young Dudley's face.

"You little Freak! You can't be happy with the things we give you?! You have to steal from my poor Dudley who has to put up with you?! Wait until Vernon gets back home tonight!" The horse face woman yelled dragging the small boy behind her. "Till then you can stay out here like the stray you are!" Throwing the poor boy out into the back garden and locking the door behind her.

"Mummy, can I go through his stuff to make sure he didn't take anything else?" Harry heard Dudley ask his mum.

"No sweetie, I do not want you to go anywhere that Freak has been." She said to her son. Harry sat in the back yard the sun already high in the sky, there was no source of shading in the backyard for him to escape so he was forced to endure the summer's full heat.

Levi watched his poor hatchling suffer, ohh how he wanted to help this small child, but he couldn't do anything but watch. He wanted to make these humans that have made this poor small child suffer, as much as Harry suffered under their care. Of course he wouldn't the poor child told him that no matter what they did to him, that this was his only family, and he couldn't wish ill harm done upon him. This hurt Levi to hear, no child should suffer, like Harry was but he held his tongue knowing better than to argue with the hatchling, who has never known what a family was in his life.

It was a few hours passed dusk Harry was still sitting in the backyard, which now has taken on a colder chill to it. His Uncle returned home hours ago, he had heard shouting back and forth between his Aunt and Uncle then everything went quiet. Harry was now fearing the worst, what was going to happen? Where they just going to leave him out forever much like a dog? A shiver took over Harry's body as a chill wind swept through the night. The back door suddenly open and there stood his Uncle looking down on the small child, his face redder than it ever has been before, behind him was his Aunt looking just as mad as her husband as they looked down at the freak in their backyard. The one that has been living in their house for the past 11 years. In his uncle's hand Harry saw the letter he tried so hard to hide; he began shaking out of fear of what was to come.

His uncle stormed down the steps before yanking on the boy's hair meeting him face to face, "YOU FREAK! WE HAVE DONE EVERYTHING FOR YOU AND THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY US!" His uncle spat into his face. He turned his gaze to the woman in the door looking at them, "You!" He said to the woman in the door, "I want you and Dudley to take a small walk to the park while I take this care of him…" Knowing that his wife didn't like to witness nor hear the punishment of the freak. The women just nodded and went off to take her son to the park.

When they left Vernon dragged said boy into the living room throwing him just in front of the fire, he took a fire place poker and stared to heat it up in the red hot flames, "We have tried everything, for you just so you wouldn't turn out this way. But you still went behind our backs and did it anyways…" Vernon took the now red hot piece of iron from the fire, "maybe we can still save you…" He turned to the cowering boy poker in hand and ripped off his shirt.

All Harry felt was his skin melting when the poker met the exposed skin, it took all that had in his small body not to pass out. The rod iron digging into his skin a sick sizzling coming from each new area the met the hot piece of iron, just when Harry thought it was over his Uncle gave him a sharp kick to the ribs. "It seems like it didn't work." The fat man said above Harry. Harry then felt the last piece of fabric remove from his person, and felt the older man violate him even more as he tore into him. Harry didn't know how much longer he could hold on before. Just as he thought that his uncle finished his limp body dragging the boy back to his cupboard.

"Let's see if that worked." The man said before closing him within the darkness once again.

Harry didn't know how long he was out, he didn't know if it was day or night, or if he was even dead when he came to. All he felt was the pain in his arse along with the burns that littered his skin. Harry didn't want to move, for he knew that he would be in agony if he did. Breathing was hard enough for Harry without the pull of puss filled blisters that where upon his back, he rolled over on to his stomach to take the pressure off his backside, before yelping in pain as he felt a few of the blisters pop at the motion. He could do nothing as he felt the puss seep from the blisters, nor the way his arse felt torn and bleeding. He held back the tears biting his lip in pain not wanting to earn another beating for being too loud.

He heard a knock at the door, before he heard his Aunts small footsteps make their way down the stairs; murmuring all the way meaning that she didn't know about the visitor. He heard the door open before his Aunt gasped in shock; he wonder of who might be at the door if it cause such a reaction from his Aunt.

"YOU! What are You doing here!" His Aunt shrieked at whoever was at the door; Harry slowly felt the edges of his world blurring before he felt a slimy presence enter his mind once again. No young Hatchling you are not to fade out just yet, wait. Levi's voice enter his mind pulling him from the brink of darkness.

"Hello Petunia, I am here for Mr. Potter," said a male voice outside, "I was sent by the headmaster to retrieve him to take him to get his school supplies." The man's tone was that of boredom as if he already lost interest in what she had to say, "Would you kindly go fetch the boy for me?"

"No! He isn't going anywhere! I am not letting you people teach him any more freaky stuff!" His Aunt said back to the man, "it is hard enough already with him, he doesn't need to know more, GO AWAY!" It sounded like she tried to close the door in his face, but the door was caught.

"Now Petunia, that isn't how you treat a guest, just go get the boy and we will be out of your hair until next summer." The man's voice snarled at his Aunt, if Harry wasn't in a world of pain he would have laughed to see his Aunt spoken to that way.

"Too bad he isn't here then!" Petunia hissed at the man.

Harry wanted no more than to alert the man to where he was, but didn't have the strength to do so. Well good thing I can help you out then, Levi said before Harry felt a rush of warm power rush into his mind. It gave Harry enough strength, to sit up and pound his little hands against the door a couple of times before it left him dry.

The man heard the loud banding coming from the small door underneath the stairs he swung the door open ignoring the protest of the disgusting woman behind telling him to get out of her house. He blasted the door open and the sight horrified him; there in the small space was a small young boy beaten and bleeding not a single spot on the young boy was free of some sort of injury. What caught his attention the most was the boy's eyes, the same color as his Lily's was. The man swung his venomous gaze upon the woman who now had her mouth clamp shut not a single sound leave, as she stared not in horror of the state of the boy, but in place rage.

Before the woman could say anything the Man reach down and carefully life the small child into his arms. He was startled at how light the boy was, and only grew angrier, at these muggles. How dare they treat a child in such a way and they were blood related as well! It enraged the man even more.

The boys eyes creaked open as he felt his heavy be lifted from the small confined cupboard space so gently, he saw a man with long midnight black greasy hair, and enraged chocolate brown eyes that where looking right at his Aunt He couldn't fight the smile coming to his face as he gazed at his savior, "T-Thank Y-You." The young boy spoke through the pain of a throat raw of screams. His eyes closing now finally able to rest without fear, his wish of being rescued finally coming true.

"You're Welcome." The man said above him in a whisper of pain.

L-Levi? Are you coming as well with us? Harry asked the snake, as he felt his body moving; where the young boy didn't know just as long as it was from the creators of his pain.

Of course Young Hatchling, but I will be hidden since I have no idea of what this man would do if I was seen. Don't worry about me young one; sleep you are safe. Levi said already feeling his young master slip off as he watched the older wizard take his hatchling to safety way from these monsters. For now all Levi could do is watch and wait to see what this Wizard held for his Master before he did anything; but for now he was content in letting him since he would be better than those before.