Chapter Two

As Harry slowly opened his eyes, he first noticed that he was no longer in his cupboard; strange wires were attached to his chest and led to a machine that was beeping softly.

"What's going on?" Harry thought as he slowly tried to sit up; the effort seemed to take more strength than he currently had as he fell weakly back onto the pillow twice before he finally managed to rise up on the third attempt.

"Where am I?" Harry thought as he gazed around the dark room, "Is this a hospital?"

Harry quickly shook the idea away; Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon would never waste money on a freak like him by taking him to a hospital; in the eight years that he had lived with them, they had never shown any care when it came to his health. Instead, when he had gotten sick after being forced to walk home in the rain, they'd simply locked him in his cupboard and told him "Not to bother them with his incessant coughing."

Fear began to worm its way into Harry as he took in the unfamiliar surroundings, and Harry carefully began to pull the wires off of his chest; once that was done, he gently lowered himself off of the bed, and a sudden wave of lightheadedness made him grasp the railing of the bed for a moment until it dissipated.

Gazing down at himself, Harry noticed that he was no longer wearing Dudley's overgrown clothes; instead, he was wearing a dressing gown, like the ones used in hospitals, and he shook his head in confusion,

"If I'm not in a hospital, why am I dressed as if I am in one?" Harry thought as he shook his head again to clear the lightheadedness, remembering how often Uncle Vernon had threatened to "Sell him to a lab where freaks like him belonged," Harry suddenly felt very afraid and quickly walked to the door.

His fear turned to panic as he saw there was no handle on the door, and tears began to slide down his cheeks at the thought of what would happen to him; as Harry wiped his eyes quickly, he saw a button on the wall, and after a moment's hesitation, he gently pushed it, jumping back in shock when the door suddenly slid open horizontally.

Slowly, Harry peeked out of his room into the hallway, breathing a sigh of relief when he saw it was deserted; trying to be as quiet as he could, Harry crept down the hallway,

"I don't even know where I am," Harry thought, "Let alone where I am going."

As Harry peeked around another corner, he suddenly heard raised voices coming from down the hallway, followed by the sounds of people running; Harry felt the blood run from his face as he desperately looked for somewhere to hide before his eyes fell on a door across the hall from him.

As quick as he could, Harry made his way to the door and pressed the button on the side, staring for a moment as the door hissed open like the other had before he realized the voices were almost upon him. He quickly dove into what appeared to be a broom closet, the door hissing closed behind him.

"As Harry silently tried to catch his breath, he heard voices on the other side of the door, and he fearfully backed up until he felt his back hit the wall,

"What happened?" A girl's voice asked outside the door,

"I don't know," a deep voice replied quickly, "One minute the kid was fine, and the next, the alarms went off!"

"Hurry!" A monotone voice that sounded female replied, "He might be in trouble!"

A moment later, the voices disappeared, and Harry slowly let out a breath that he didn't realize he was holding; slowly, Harry opened the door and peeked outside to make sure it was safe before running as fast as he could down the hallway; Harry didn't know where he was going, but he knew he had to keep away from the voices that were looking for him.

"Harry!" A voice called from behind him, making him turn fearfully, before tearing down a different hallway,

"Harry, where are you?" A different voice called as Harry knelt down and tried to make himself feel small, squeezing his eyes shut as he did so,

"Harry…." A voice suddenly whispered, making Harry's eyes open wide in alarm as he looked around for the source, finding no one.

"It's okay, Harry," the voice said soothingly, "We're not going to hurt you; we just want to help,"

"That voice…." Harry said softly, "I know that voice…."

Memories seemed to spring up in Harry's mind of a little girl playing with him when he was very small, singing to him when he was scared, and telling him stories before he fell off to sleep,

"Who are you?" Harry asked out loud as he searched for the origin of the speaker.

"My name is Raven," the voice replied softly, "I'm your older sister,"

Harry's eyes went wide at the words, and for a moment, he was rendered speechless,

"You're lying…." Harry said in a small voice, "I don't have a sister,"

Harry..." The voice began before Harry cut it off,

"You're a liar!" Harry retorted, tears running down his cheeks, "Leave me alone!"

The voice went suddenly silent, and Harry quickly jumped to his feet, angrily wiping his face before he started running again; whoever these people were, they were obviously liars, but as long as he kept running, he should be safe.

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Raven had almost panicked when the alarms in Harry's room went off; her self-control had gotten worse when she discovered Harry's bed empty; she immediately assumed a meditative position and used her powers to try and locate her little brother.

A moment later, she was lying on her back, staring at the ceiling in shock at what had just happened,

"Are you okay?" Cyborg asked as he helped her to her feet,

"I'm okay," Raven replied as she rubbed her head to alleviate her sudden headache,

"What happened?" Starfire asked as she gazed worriedly at her friend,

"Harry…." Raven said softly as she tried to absorb what had just happened, "He forced me out of his head…."

"He can do that?" Cyborg asked in surprise, "Powerful little guy, isn't he?"

Raven nodded solemnly as her friends watched her,

"He's still ill, and his panic will only worsen things; we must find him before he hurts himself!"

Cyborg and Starfire nodded quickly, and the three quickly made their way out of the room before heading in opposite directions, Starfire going with Cyborg while Raven went off on her own.

"Harry," Raven thought desperately, trying to use her powers to locate the boy, yet to her surprise, she found a mental wall surrounding the boy's mind and grimaced at how much harder her task had become now; she could try and break through Harry's shield, but she had no idea how much damage that might do, and she did not want to cause Harry any more pain than he had already suffered.

As Raven flew around yet another corner, the only thought that coursed through her mind was finding her little brother; he had suffered enough pain from those who should have protected him, and if she lost him again soon after finding him, Raven thought she might never recover.

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Harry leaned against a wall with one hand as he clenched his eyes against the lightheadedness threatening to consume him; he felt as though any moment he would pass out, and it took everything he had to not fall over as he swayed in place.

Harry had lost track of time as he desperately tried to find a way out of wherever he was, but no matter how fast he ran, this place all looked the same, and he was beginning to fear he would never find his way out.

"I just want to go back to my cupboard," Harry thought sadly as tears began to run down his cheeks; as Harry slowly turned yet another corner, he was faced with the strangest thing he had ever seen. A green basset hound was sniffing the hallway in front of Harry.

"A green…..dog?" Harry asked in surprise, making the dog raise its head at the sudden voice and stare at the boy for a moment before belting out a happy bark and running toward Harry, who jumped back in alarm at the sudden movement.

A moment later, Harry's eyes nearly bugged out of his skull when the green dog suddenly transformed into a green boy with pointy ears, wearing a purple and black outfit,

"You….how…." Harry sputtered as he tried to make sense of what had just happened, "How did you do that? First, you were a dog, and now you're a human!"

The green boy grinned at Harry's shock before replying in a warm voice,

"Hiya Harry! I'm Beastboy!"

"Beastboy?" Harry asked curiously, "Are you a freak? Like me?"

Beastboy frowned at the boy's words,

"Freak? Who said you were a freak, kid?"

"My Aunt and Uncle," Harry replied with a sniff as he looked down at his feet, "Whenever something strange happens, I always get punished and called a freak for it."

Beastboy's mouth hung open at the words before he slowly gulped and replied,

"You're not a freak, dude, and your relatives were wrong for calling you one,"

Harry sniffed sadly before a thought came to his mind,

"How did you know my name?"

"Your sister told me," Beastboy replied, "You really scared her when you ran off."

Harry took a step back nervously,

"I don't have a sister," he said in a scared voice, "You're lying; you just want to hurt me like everyone else…."

"No one here wants to hurt you, Harry," Beastboy said quickly as he took a step forward,

"Stay away!" Harry cried; a moment later, his eyes widened as Beastboy was lifted off his feet and thrown against the far wall with a painful "Oomph."

"I'm…. I'm sorry," Harry said quickly, taking a step back, "I didn't mean to!"

Beastboy rubbed his head painfully before looking at Harry in surprise,

Harry knew he was in trouble, he had done the strange stuff again, and he would now be punished for it, just like he always was; with a cry, Harry turned and tried to run away, only to be confronted by a pale girl with short black hair, wearing a dark blue cloak.

As Harry turned to run in the opposite direction, he saw with horror that his escape was blocked by Beastboy, who had gotten back to his feet and was slowly approaching him,

"Please don't hurt me," Harry whimpered as he turned back to the girl, who looked shocked at the words.

"I could never hurt you, Harry," The girl said softly as she approached him and placed a warm hand on his cheek, "You're my little brother,"

Harry suddenly felt very weak, and his knees buckled as he promptly collapsed into the girl's arms, his vision going dark,

"I…don't….have a…..sister," Harry muttered before he passed out; the last thing he saw was the girl's sad expression as she gazed down at him.

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Author's Note:

I realize I didn't post this before, but I do not own Harry Potter or any characters from Teen Titans; they are owned by DC and J.K. Rowling, respectively. I am simply writing this for fun and in the hope that some readers may enjoy it.