Mama Voldie Beginning

Chapter 2

Harry's POV

Harry was terrified. He had woken up on the train completely forgetting about the dilemma he had been dealing with beforehand. It was not until he was sitting and waiting for Master that he remembered his books. Excited to finally not have to hid reading them, Harry started to search through his trunk for the blue book he had started reading.

He came up empty. Confused Harry tried to ruffle back through his belongs thinking that maybe he had just passed over them. Nothing. Not even the slim red one. All of the books he had bought were gone.

Harry sat back against the bench and started to go back through every step he had taken coming up to sitting on the bench. It hit him like a ton of bricks. His mind was a slight jumble which surprised him. There seemed to be blanks in spots that there should not be. He was starting to panic. Those books could place him in some serious trouble with both Master and Headmaster.

It was as his panicking started to rise that Master stopped in front of him. "Where were you boy!? I've looked everywhere for you!" Vernon bellowed.

"Sorry Master." Harry squeaked out not making eye contact.

"You will be." Vernon grabbed onto Harry's ear and practically dragged him to the car. Vernon only let him go long enough to let him put his trunk in the car.

Harry's heart raced when the door slammed behind him as if it was sealing his fate. The car ride took a while with the traffic but thankfully they made it to the house before dinner. Vernon told Harry to lose the ruddy bird so he let Hedwig out telling her to go to Gringotts and to stay there.

Fear seemed to grow in the pit of his stomach with each step closer to the house he took. He did not know what would be waiting for him on the other side of that door but whatever it was would definitely not be helpful.

Late into the night Harry was dragged from his room shoved down into the wet grass as Vernon and Dumbledore stood over him. Dumbledore was glaring at him with disapproval and Harry remembered that look. It was the one that practical demanded him to conform. To follow through with whatever he ordered or he'd force you to.

A shiver ran down Harry's spin as Dumbledore's voice cut into him, "Harry...I am very disappointed in you. I gave you the benefit of the doubt with the odd amount of time you spent in the library. Thinking that maybe you wanted to know more about werewolves or anigmus but this...this is just wrong. I believe it is time to remind you of your place. Because it seems you have forgotten it. Do you remember what we do to teach you your place child?" Here Albus paused and barely glanced at Harry before continuing on, "Three rounds of crucitaious, ten rounds with Vernon whatever he decides to do with you and then you lose privileges. First I believe you should lose your room, back to the cupboard with you. Second I think that you've definitely lost all of these." Dumbledore and Vernon stepped back showing off his trunk.

"No!" Harry called out without thinking. Tears bubbled up as Harry reached out uselessly to his trunk. Kind of wishing to himself that he had already taken out all of his treasures as Dumbledore and Vernon just viciously smiled at him as a small fire started. They held up each item watching Harry's horrified expressions flash quickly as they laughed at it.

Harry cried out as he watched the scrapbook fall into the roaring flames just as the barrage of pain from the crucio hit him in the chest. His eyes snapped open to find himself lying in a whitewashed room with the soft beeping sounds surrounding him.

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 Lucius tapped on the small beeping screen trying to figure out what it was. Turning back towards the full room he questioned Poppy, "Muggle technology? How did you get it to run in a magical home? What does it do?"

"Lucius, dear your going to hurt yourself talking that fast." Cissy chided him with a shake of her head as she continued changing the bandage on Harry's arms.

"It is a heart monitor, it shows us the rhythm of Harry's heart without us having to continually waste magic by checking it. Lily invented a spell years ago that made it so that we could run muggle medical equipment off of magic without grounding it to our own. With a little bit of tweaking you could get any muggle technology to work within any magical home." Poppy explained softly as she brushed Harry's hair away from his face.

"Why has he not woken up Poppy? It seems like he's being held under. Also why the nasogastric tube?" The question came from Augustus this time, he was an unspeakable and helped with several different experiments lent him some experience with muggle technology.

"He's in a magcially induced coma due to the damage he sustained internally. He'll wake up on his own in fact just this morning he had transitioned to a normal state of unconsciousness consistent to sleeping. I believe Severus though has the most insight for the use of the NG tube." Poppy quietly explained as she turned back to one of the monitors.

"The feeding tube is a way for muggles to get nutrition for some young patients. Potion Master's had been studying the efficiency of potions spelled into patients versus them getting it through some form of ingestion. It had proven the working theory that patients who get the potion through some form of ingestion works better thus the introduction of the nasogastric tube for comatose patients." Severus spoke evenly through his eyes never fell from Harry's chest almost as if he was constantly checking that the frail boy was still alive.

Silence fell over the group as they all turned back to Harry, Cissy and Poppy, the center of the room. Severus sighed after a few minutes and then quietly declared that he was going to the library. Marvolo glanced at him worriedly but did not say anything else as Severus just gently shook his head in denial.

It had been four days since they had rescued Harry and after the first time of viewing the ill child no had any doubts of what he was going to be. Even unconscious they could see some of the signs of what class he would be. One he was small, smaller than any child they had ever meet even smaller than Lily had been. Two he would lean into any form of comfort given even while asleep. Three something that would probably embarrass the boy if he was awake but he had wet the bed more times than any of them could count. Marvolo had to tell them to stop being idiots and put him in a nappy.

Fenrir and Remus had both gotten to the manor on the second day and promptly told them that they could not smell creature off him when he was not awake. They had both declined though leaving and waiting for the message of him waking up. Fenrir had been just as revenge driven as the rest of them after seeing the harm that had befallen one so young. He had shaken his head and told Remus that he would do whatever was necessary to take care of him...to protect him...if it was warranted. Fenrir had then had to go outside and let off some steam before he broke something that Severus or Marvolo had any attachment to.

Everyone had been surprised to find Fenrir in Harry's room almost as much as Marvolo and Severus where in there. All three had taken vigilance up around the small child's side, only leaving to let off steam or to bath. Many had seen them sleeping in awkward positions that had they not been in this manor would have gotten them killed seeing. It did not surprise Poppy who saw all of these people flitting into Harry's room as children of hers. She had just laughed at everyone else's inability to see it.

The first three days had been chaos with people coming in and out. At one point Severus had been called away to deal with some lower class death eaters and another Marvolo was. It had sent everyone else into fight or flight mindset worried that those two would be frightening. Taking their anger out over been called away from Harry's side seemed like something they might have done if they did not want to risk Harry waking up when they were gone.

A collective sigh slipped past all of their lips breaking the silence and contemplative feeling of the room. It was as Cissy was about to suggest another game of chess that she went stock still. Glancing quickly at Poppy, they both started to shoo everyone out and demanded that Severus was brought back to the room and immediately.

Harry was waking up...

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