You Made Me What I Am

Chapter 6: Safe

Harry landed in a room with his eyes closed tightly; not sure if it had worked in his last moments of terror as he vanished from Privet Drive while the aurors and Albus had burst into his room unannounced and ready to take him into custody by force. He curled into a ball on the floor and whimpered in distress as severe pain shot across his body. As it fought whatever spell had grazed him that Albus used before he disappeared, and he tried use his magic to fight whatever curse Albus grazed him with too.

Tom came clamoring in hastily after he landed there; Harry felt slight relief to sensing his magic and knowing his efforts had not left him stranded somewhere unfamiliar. Tom, however, saw the sight of his mate curled in pain and fighting back his tears and screams. Whatever they did to him; they had wanted Harry hurt and vulnerable. His blood pounded into his ears and blew over like a raging volcano with the rage he now felt more fully at the gall of Albus Dumbledore. The man who sought to play a god for their community when he had no right to.

Tom walked forward swiftly and picked Harry up. He gently rocked him back and forth comfortingly as he soothed him with quiet noises that made little sense and rubbed his back. He murmured words of nothing to him as he rocked him.

"You're safe Harry. You are safe now. I have you and I will not let him or the Ministry hurt you ever again. My little incubus, you are safe." Tom told him softly with gentle tones and soft eyes.

Harry relaxed at Tom's embrace and his soothing tone of voice with words of assurance that he all was right now. His body was still in ferocious pain while he clung tightly to Tom's robes as he cried out in immense emotional distress for his betrayal of the one he thought he knew and could trust to never abandon him.

"He tried to hurt me, Tom." Harry said quietly as he sobbed into him and his body hurt terribly, "I felt the grazing of a spell as I vanished. I did not see it so I have no idea what it was. I don't feel okay though, my body hurts and my thoughts are jumbled beyond normalcy. I feel very ill and like I am being torn apart slowly from the inside out."

Tom growled at that and then moved quickly to the upstairs rooms to avoid his more avid followers trying to see what the commotion was about. He covered Harry so he could not be recognized in the halls if they chanced a person there for some reasoning.

The worried dark wizard walked faster and more hastily when Harry began shifting. Moaning in a clear amount of pain that he knew was not good for the teen. As his blood was gurgling up into his throat from his moans of pain. His little incubus should not have had to pay the price for his and Albus's war. He realized his insanity of the past made this seem unreal, but now Harry was more precious to him than all the jewels, gold, silver and rare books in the world.

Once in the room made for Harry, Tom laid him down and ran several diagnostic spells over him. It was several moments before the spells were ready to read what they had found out. He cursed suddenly at what he read there. Albus was using very old and very dark magic for what he had tried to do.

He was trying to forcefully push the incubus inside of Harry back out and leave him bereft of his creature; which would kill him. The two were one and the same, and to lose it was like losing yourself altogether.

His red gaze glowed ferally as he growled with menace, "You will not kill him Albus Dumbledore, or so help me Salazar; you will suffer like no other I have ever tortured before now." Tom yelled out; more to himself than anything.

He strode to the fireplace in the next room. He contemplated about summoning Severus momentarily; Harry had warned him of the man's duplicity now, and as such...he was wary of allowing the man anywhere near his mate. Tom had few among his ranks now who knew enough to help this though, and Severus may be his only choice.