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"BOY!" Vernon Dursley yelled as his nephew walked sluggishly into the kitchen. It was currently the summer after Harry's fifth year at Hogwarts and things had not gone well. The worst part being Harry lost his godfather in the Ministry of Magic and he felt that it was all his fault.
"Yes Uncle Vernon?" Harry said, his uncle turning a shade of purple, clutching a letter in his hand.
"What's this!" his uncle yelled, angry.
Harry took the letter from his uncle's out stretched hand and read,
To Mr and Mrs. Dursley
I hope this letter finds your family and yourselves well. As I am sure you have been informed grave times have fallen down onto our world, grave times indeed. A dark wizard is after your nephew, young Mr. Potter. It is much to my distress that I tell you that until further notice we do not have the man power to station an agent out side of your home. But do not fret the blood ties between Mr. Potter and you Mrs. Dursley is more then enough to keep your family safe. So please take care and we expect to see Harry back by the start of the school term. If you have any questions at all feel free to owl me. I'm sure Harry wouldn't mind if you used Hedwig.
Sincerely,
Headmaster Albus Dumbledore
p.s- Do tell Harry to keep sending his letters along every three daysThank you.
Harry stood shocked, even he knew this wasn't good, not good at all. For the last two weeks Moody's threat had kept the Dursleys at bay...but this, this wasn't good at all.
"Well boy?"
"A letter from my headmaster," Harry said innocently as he felt a swelling sting on his left cheek.
"Now listen here boy. You have none of those freaky friends of yours to protect you so it's time we go back to the old ways eh?"
"Please," Harry said, almost in a begging tone.
"We've been to loose with you boy!" Vernon said, punching Harry in the gut, an evil glint in his eyes.
"Uncle Vernon!" Harry said, pleading...trying to get away, cursing himself for leaving his wand in his room but most of all knowing what was coming and believing with every fiber of his being he deserved it.
Vernon kicked Harry again, and again, every so often laying a punch as the boy to small and weak, was not able to defend himself. Vernon didn't stop until Harry laid on the cold kitchen tile, blood running from his lip and nose, knocked out cold. Vernon stood over the boy with a nasty smile as he lifted Harry's arms and started to drag him towards the basement door. Harry was going to have a summer he was never going to forget.
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"Ronald!" Mrs. Weasley cried, her son followed by his older brothers Fred and George and their sister Ginny all came rushing down the Burrow stairs, wands in their hands.
"Mum what's wrong?" Fred asked, his mother was a white as a ghost.
"Oh dear, oh my dears it's horrible. Your father just floo-ed,"
"What?" Ron asked, getting worried.
"It's the Grangers Ronald, the Grangers have been attacked," Mrs. Weasley said, not sure how to break it to her son.
"Hermione?" Ron croaked out.
"She's at St. Mungo's Ron, but oh my dear it seems her parent's, her parent's didn't make it,"
Ron felt as if the world had stopped moving, Hermione was hurt and in the hospital and her parent's where killed. What was he to do? What?
"Can I go...I mean can we go see her?" Ron asked in a whisper.
"Yes you go on right threw the floo, your father will be waiting for you on the other side," Mrs. Weasley said, Ron nodded, his face that of stone. In a daze he threw the floo powder into the fireplace and soon found himself spinning out of control until he landed on the hospital floor.
"Mum I want to go?" Ginny said, she wanted to be there to support her friend.
"Not now Ginny. I need you to go clean your room and boys help her set up the cot!" Mrs. Weasley said, leaving no room in her tone of voice for argument, she meant business.
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"How is she Da?" Ron asked as his father lead him down to a closed door.
"She's shaken up bad and in shock. She has some cuts and bruises but nothing physical she can't bounce back from. Will you be alright with her? I need to call your mother about some details pertaining to Hermione?" Mr. Weasley asked.
"I'll be fine," Ron said as Mr. Weasley left and Ron knocked on the door. When he received no reply and slowly opened the door and was shocked when he saw Hermione curled up on the bed, her hair tied up, a complete mess but that wasn't the shocking part, no the shocking part was she had a little baby in her arms.
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Harry woke up, his vision was blurry because his glasses where missing. He tried to stand up but couldn't, his legs where stiff and his arms where tied to a pole and his ankles tied together. He looked down to where his shirt should of been but could only see his chest, his boxers and his legs, he swore.
"No use struggling boy, you haven't gotten your magic stick thing, nor is any one coming to help you! Your mine boy!" Vernon Dursley said his black belt in his hand.
"Your not going back to that school boy, your going to stay here until I decided you die,"
Harry managed a single gulp before the black belt struck his chest, hard. With out a rhythm the belt came down on his body, Harry thrashed about but was bound tight, he resisted the urge to yell, he wouldn't give that to his uncle, he couldn't.
After about a half hour of being a whipping toy Mr. Dursley stopped. "I'll be back soon boy."
As Harry heard the basement door click close he let out a short sob, trying to loosen the bonds that kept him but how ever they where tied he could not un do them. For now Harry was stuck at the mercy of his uncle, Vernon Dursley.
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"Hermione?" Ron said, uncertain.
Hermione looked up, her eyes where red, bruised and puffy from crying. Ron immediately noticed a cut that ran from her chin to her ear.
"Ron," Hermione said, her voice raspy, "Ron what are you doing here."
"I'm here for you Hermione. I heard what happen. Bloody hell Hermione I'm sorry!"
"I...I can't believe they gone Ron. I mean they where my parents, not by blood but...,"
"Wait what? Hermione I didn't know you where adopted?"
"I just found out yesterday when he arrived," Hermione said looking down at the little boy in his arms.
"Who is he?"
"His name is Chris, Christopher Black,"
"What?"
"Ron," Hermione said almost hysterical now, "Ron he's my brother and...Sirius, I think Sirius was our birth Da."
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Harry woke up, his body was sore and ached all over, he could feel the open wounds over his body, he heard the door squeak open.
Mr. Dursley said nothing to Harry as he sat in front of the boy eating a sandwich, Harry didn't realize how hungry he was till then. When Mr. Dursley was done he got up and yanked at Harry's hair, "Your parents where freaks and so are you boy." Harry was then kicked hard in his family jewels and was left scrawling on the floor.
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"BOY!" Vernon Dursley yelled as his nephew walked sluggishly into the kitchen. It was currently the summer after Harry's fifth year at Hogwarts and things had not gone well. The worst part being Harry lost his godfather in the Ministry of Magic and he felt that it was all his fault.
"Yes Uncle Vernon?" Harry said, his uncle turning a shade of purple, clutching a letter in his hand.
"What's this!" his uncle yelled, angry.
Harry took the letter from his uncle's out stretched hand and read,
To Mr and Mrs. Dursley
I hope this letter finds your family and yourselves well. As I am sure you have been informed grave times have fallen down onto our world, grave times indeed. A dark wizard is after your nephew, young Mr. Potter. It is much to my distress that I tell you that until further notice we do not have the man power to station an agent out side of your home. But do not fret the blood ties between Mr. Potter and you Mrs. Dursley is more then enough to keep your family safe. So please take care and we expect to see Harry back by the start of the school term. If you have any questions at all feel free to owl me. I'm sure Harry wouldn't mind if you used Hedwig.
Sincerely,
Headmaster Albus Dumbledore
p.s- Do tell Harry to keep sending his letters along every three daysThank you.
Harry stood shocked, even he knew this wasn't good, not good at all. For the last two weeks Moody's threat had kept the Dursleys at bay...but this, this wasn't good at all.
"Well boy?"
"A letter from my headmaster," Harry said innocently as he felt a swelling sting on his left cheek.
"Now listen here boy. You have none of those freaky friends of yours to protect you so it's time we go back to the old ways eh?"
"Please," Harry said, almost in a begging tone.
"We've been to loose with you boy!" Vernon said, punching Harry in the gut, an evil glint in his eyes.
"Uncle Vernon!" Harry said, pleading...trying to get away, cursing himself for leaving his wand in his room but most of all knowing what was coming and believing with every fiber of his being he deserved it.
Vernon kicked Harry again, and again, every so often laying a punch as the boy to small and weak, was not able to defend himself. Vernon didn't stop until Harry laid on the cold kitchen tile, blood running from his lip and nose, knocked out cold. Vernon stood over the boy with a nasty smile as he lifted Harry's arms and started to drag him towards the basement door. Harry was going to have a summer he was never going to forget.
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"Ronald!" Mrs. Weasley cried, her son followed by his older brothers Fred and George and their sister Ginny all came rushing down the Burrow stairs, wands in their hands.
"Mum what's wrong?" Fred asked, his mother was a white as a ghost.
"Oh dear, oh my dears it's horrible. Your father just floo-ed,"
"What?" Ron asked, getting worried.
"It's the Grangers Ronald, the Grangers have been attacked," Mrs. Weasley said, not sure how to break it to her son.
"Hermione?" Ron croaked out.
"She's at St. Mungo's Ron, but oh my dear it seems her parent's, her parent's didn't make it,"
Ron felt as if the world had stopped moving, Hermione was hurt and in the hospital and her parent's where killed. What was he to do? What?
"Can I go...I mean can we go see her?" Ron asked in a whisper.
"Yes you go on right threw the floo, your father will be waiting for you on the other side," Mrs. Weasley said, Ron nodded, his face that of stone. In a daze he threw the floo powder into the fireplace and soon found himself spinning out of control until he landed on the hospital floor.
"Mum I want to go?" Ginny said, she wanted to be there to support her friend.
"Not now Ginny. I need you to go clean your room and boys help her set up the cot!" Mrs. Weasley said, leaving no room in her tone of voice for argument, she meant business.
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"How is she Da?" Ron asked as his father lead him down to a closed door.
"She's shaken up bad and in shock. She has some cuts and bruises but nothing physical she can't bounce back from. Will you be alright with her? I need to call your mother about some details pertaining to Hermione?" Mr. Weasley asked.
"I'll be fine," Ron said as Mr. Weasley left and Ron knocked on the door. When he received no reply and slowly opened the door and was shocked when he saw Hermione curled up on the bed, her hair tied up, a complete mess but that wasn't the shocking part, no the shocking part was she had a little baby in her arms.
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Harry woke up, his vision was blurry because his glasses where missing. He tried to stand up but couldn't, his legs where stiff and his arms where tied to a pole and his ankles tied together. He looked down to where his shirt should of been but could only see his chest, his boxers and his legs, he swore.
"No use struggling boy, you haven't gotten your magic stick thing, nor is any one coming to help you! Your mine boy!" Vernon Dursley said his black belt in his hand.
"Your not going back to that school boy, your going to stay here until I decided you die,"
Harry managed a single gulp before the black belt struck his chest, hard. With out a rhythm the belt came down on his body, Harry thrashed about but was bound tight, he resisted the urge to yell, he wouldn't give that to his uncle, he couldn't.
After about a half hour of being a whipping toy Mr. Dursley stopped. "I'll be back soon boy."
As Harry heard the basement door click close he let out a short sob, trying to loosen the bonds that kept him but how ever they where tied he could not un do them. For now Harry was stuck at the mercy of his uncle, Vernon Dursley.
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"Hermione?" Ron said, uncertain.
Hermione looked up, her eyes where red, bruised and puffy from crying. Ron immediately noticed a cut that ran from her chin to her ear.
"Ron," Hermione said, her voice raspy, "Ron what are you doing here."
"I'm here for you Hermione. I heard what happen. Bloody hell Hermione I'm sorry!"
"I...I can't believe they gone Ron. I mean they where my parents, not by blood but...,"
"Wait what? Hermione I didn't know you where adopted?"
"I just found out yesterday when he arrived," Hermione said looking down at the little boy in his arms.
"Who is he?"
"His name is Chris, Christopher Black,"
"What?"
"Ron," Hermione said almost hysterical now, "Ron he's my brother and...Sirius, I think Sirius was our birth Da."
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Harry woke up, his body was sore and ached all over, he could feel the open wounds over his body, he heard the door squeak open.
Mr. Dursley said nothing to Harry as he sat in front of the boy eating a sandwich, Harry didn't realize how hungry he was till then. When Mr. Dursley was done he got up and yanked at Harry's hair, "Your parents where freaks and so are you boy." Harry was then kicked hard in his family jewels and was left scrawling on the floor.
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