Jily and Harry : Cost of Love

Chapter 1

In a quaint little house in Privet Drive there lived a family who is as normal as they seemed outside the house, but inside they are a whole lot different.

Inside the house lived a little boy who is 5 years old with oval glasses and a lightning bolt-shaped scar with messy jet-black hair and emerald eyes who was wearing worn-out old, oversized shirts and pants, with a body that looked like he was starved ever since he was a baby. He was the sweetest boy you can ever see, but inside that little mask of his is a boy who had been violated and abused by his uncle's relatives.

One morning in his uncle's home he was making breakfast for his uncle and his family until he burned himself. He tried not to cry or even wail but cannot as he hold his hands now crying on the floor dropping the pan with hot oil and ham, he tried to clean it up before his uncle or even aunt see the mess, he made but it was too late, his uncle and aunt were already in front of him as he attempted to clean up his mess.

His uncle fumed in anger and shouted at him about how he was ungrateful and how much of a brat he is. He tugged the boy hard to the living room and took off his oversized shirt, he grabbed his whip and whipped the hell out of his nephew.

Harry begged him to stop as his eyes were filled with tears, he couldn't take it anymore, he cried and wailed for his aunt to stop his uncle but saw her aunt looking at him with disgust and a sly grin on her face.

After a few minutes of whipping and beating the hell out of him he was surrounded by a tiny pool of blood, his uncle quickly motioned to the fireplace which had a branding iron with the word freak engraved at the end of the stick, placed between to roaring fire. His uncle Vernon grabbed it and placed it harshly on his nephew's back, this made him scream even louder as his uncle placed the branding iron on his back.

After a few minutes his uncle took out the branding iron on his back and kicked him on the stomach, he watched his nephew curl himself into the floor crying quietly so that he can avoid more punishments, feeling accomplished he put back the branding iron and quickly motioned to Harry he spat on him as if he was a revolting creature "you will not receive any meals for a month" he whispered in his ear and quickly got out of the living room.

Harry recovered quickly as he rose trying to fight back the tears as he continued to do the chores his aunt gave to him, as he had no time to shed tears as he sniffed the whole day trying to hold back the tears, he hoped every day that someone like his parents could save him from his uncle's house but never came as he never goes out or even knows about him.

It was exactly 9 pm, and his uncle's family retired for the night. After cleaning the last of the dishes his uncle's family left which was a lot since his uncle ate like a pig, he returned to his room which was a tiny dusty old cupboard with cobwebs and spiders and ants crawling on his room just below the stairs with only a lock that can be opened in the outside.

As he entered his dusty, insect-infested little cupboard by the stairs, he saw a peculiar object on his tiny bed it was a little stuffed snowy owl, he did not know who brought it there, so he was surprised as no one ever gave him presents, he immediately thought of his uncle Vernon which was impossible seeing that he hates him with a passion as is his wife and son. He immediately panicked as he thought what would happen if his uncle saw this. He immediately grabbed the snowy owl to put it away but quickly saw himself spinning as he grabbed it.

He immediately landed on a hard stone floor of what seemed like a castle of some sort in the middle of nowhere in a forest or lake. He tried to get up, but he was too weak as he was whipped, beaten, and branded in one day including doing chores, and not to mention starved. He quickly heard footsteps rushing towards him and saw a woman with red hair and green eyes and a boy with the same hair as he is with brown eyes and the same circular glasses as he is kneeling to see if he was ok.

He was quickly picked up by the boy and rushed to what seemed like an infirmary, but before he could thank them, he immediately closed his eyes out of exhaustion from the whole day.

A few minutes earlier before Harry's unexpected arrival at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, it was exactly 9 pm where the Head boy James Potter and Head Girl Lily Evans was patrolling the Halls they were on the last floor of the castle, they were in the halls almost in the turn where they can see Harry.

James was doing his usual egotistic carefree attitude at his partner and long-time crush in the last six years Lily Evans "Lily flower please go to Hogsmeade with me I promise you won't regret it Marauders Honor" he pleaded "argh! for Merlin's sake James I don't-" Lily said irritatingly but quickly got cut off as she saw a young boy on the floor struggling to get up with a stuffed snowy owl by his side.

Lily quickly ran to the boy and knelt to see if he was ok, James followed her and knelt too.

James quickly studied him with concern, they both looked shocked for a while as he saw the little boy's features, he looked remarkably similar to James without the emerald eyes and scar on his forehead.

James was awestruck but quickly got over it by an alarmed lily who stared at the boy with concern "James picked him up now we're going to the hospital wing to get Madam Pomphrey" She orders "why can't you do it?" James asked trying to suppress his frustration "well you arrogant toe-rag 1) he might get paralyzed as he keeps lying on the floor for too long 2) you stronger than me to carry him and 3) if you do this for me I will go to Hogsmeade with you" she yelled in a whispering voice so that she won't startle the little boy, James quickly carried him into his arms while grinning like a mad man as if Christmas came early as he and Lily rushed to the Hospital Wing.

James came to Hospital wing's panting, he opened the door loudly as he was startling Madame Pomphrey with Lily behind his tail "Poppy!" he screamed at the old nurse and her assistant Madame Meliora "What in Godric's name James why-" Pomphrey asked but quickly shot at the young boy James held in his arms, she quickly instructed them to place the boy into one of the beds.

James placed the boy in the bed near the windows with Lily trying to make sure he did not drop him as she helped James direct him to the bed, Madame Pomphrey ordered both of them to get Professor Dumbledore which the agreed before Madame Pomphrey conduct a spell to diagnose him, they were about to reach a door when they saw the boy sleeping soundly into the beds, weirdly enough this affected both of them as they met him before. They quickly shrugged it off and gave him a sweet soft smile before heading to Dumbledore's Office.

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