Harry Potter and the Silver Guardian

Snape's Rage, Harry's Tears

Snape's POV
Snape was in shock, who could need attention this late in the summer? Surely not a teacher they had all gone home except for Severus  and Poppy, who leaves after 5 to walk home.
Severus!  Snape looked at Poppy and hurried forward to give Poppy the potions when he noticed who Poppy was working on..it was bloody Potter! Harry laid in the bed bloodied and bruised. His face was a colorful mess ranging from pale yellow to deep purple, his body was no worse off; he was shirtless, his thin Gryffindor body a mass of cuts, whips and....bite marks?!?!.....oh dear sweet God ...could Potter....no Snape thought surely not Potter I mean his. ...innocence. .but so was Severus when his own father....(ohhh I smell a flashback coming in the near future for Severus !!!)
Severus! Poppy's voice snaps me back from my train of thought. Yes poppy? Poppy smiles shakily,  I need you to run diagnoses on Mr Potter while I give him the blood replenisher potion and health potions.
I nod an pull out my wand and begin to run a diagnostic test on Harry.
As I ran my wand over Potter it turn red, blue and black all very bad signs for Potter (red means internal injury, blue means burning/bruises,  and black means broken bones) as I ran my wand over Potter's torso it turned a bright crimson red, with hints of blue/black...
Dear sweet God..no.. surely not Potter!!
Severus is everything ok? I look at Poppy and then back at Potter.
Poppy I want to run a rape spell on Potter. She gasps Severus surely not I mean..his just a boy! So was I Poppy and that didn't stop him from doing the same thing. I saw Poppy wince as she remembers finding me beaten and nearly dead on the steps of Hogwarts apparently my..mother had abandoned me at Hogwarts to die,father had been very drunk that day tossing back one after the other I lost count after 12 , apparently my long hair made him mad saying it made me look like a girl, an if I was going to look like a girl , he might as well treat me like a girl so he thrown him against the couch and unbuckled his belt. I remember bits and pieces after that a searing pain and blow after blow raining down on me all the while my father screaming that I'm a freak and never should have been born. After the 15th blow I blacked out. ... apparently after that my worthless mother had left me for dead at Hogwarts,  beaten an near death.  Poppy found me and rushed me to the medic ward where she saw I had been beaten, abused, and....violently raped. Poppy nursed me back to health promising me I never have to go back to Spinners End.
(Present time)
I stare at Potter trying to figure out which. ...sick person would harm the Golden boy?
Severus? Poppy's voice makes me turn to look at her. She is holding my memory potion with a questioning look on her face. I sigh inward I forgotten I had it with me.
That is a memory potion it allows you to experience the other persons memory I just finished it when you called me here. Poppy nods as if it explains everything
I eyed Potter beaten and abused form,  the potion would be more effective then a rape spell but did I really want to invade Potters hormonal teenage mind?
I begin waying the pro and cons.
Pro it helps me curse a sick individual into a coma, con it involves me being in Har...Potter's head, pro I need a test subject,  con I invaded Potter's privacy/head.
Severus!  I look at Poppy with raised eyebrows
Just do it and find the sick bastard! I'm shocked, Poppy actually cursed that hasn't happened since Poppy found me that day.
I uncorked the potion an allowed a few drops of Harry's blood to fall in turning the once clear liquid a shimmering pale pink, then downed it praying to God I don't see Potter jerking off to God knows who(most likely that Weasly girl....Ginny I believe).
An then Severus blacks out.
(Ok so this is Severus  in Harry's mind)

Severus groans and wakes up with a metal taste in his mouth. Where. ..Severus looks around,  well turns his head, he's inside a broom closet, why on earth....a whimper cuts him off he looks down to see a smaller version of Potter around the age of two or three curled up in pain.
Why on earth was this child in a broom closet and not safe in his room being cared for? Severus then notices a piece of paper on the wall,  it read Harry's room in green crayon.
I look again at the broom closet as it hits me....dear sweet Merlin. ...
A loud shrewdly voice spits the silent.
Boy wake-up!! Someone hammers on the door shaking the door on its hinges.
The small child groans but gets up slowly,  putting on a shirt five times the size of him along with a pair of pants also to big for him.
A lock clicks open revealing Tuney,  Lily's. ..sister.
Good your dressed, she drags younger Harry into the kitchen,  I follow thinking Harry's about to eat,  but instead she hands Harry a cartoon of eggs and a slab of bacon.
Tuney:
There now boy make breakfast and hurry up Dudders will be up soon an my boy needs to eat.
Severus watches in fascination/horror as younger Harry climbed up a Stool and begins to crack open eggs an fry strips of bacon, all the while Tuney watches pinched face to make sure he didn't burn anything.
Just as the bacon began to cook the sound of heavy footsteps vibrates around the house, just as I begin to wonder if Tuney had a small elephant upstairs a fat pudgy boy rushs into the kitchen, I sneer at the boy. He looks like a beached seal with blond hair and a pink shiny face, grossly overweight with sweat.
Young Harry finished cooking the eggs and bacon sits it down on the table  an steps back trying not to look hungrily at the food his small frame obviously needs, the fat boy tucked into the food shoveling eggs and bacon into his mouth as if he hadn't eaten for a week when obviously the boy eats enough for 3 people,  just then a fat man with a caterpillar mustache wobbles into the kitchen.
Ahh there's the little tike! He ruffles the fat boys hair affectionately,  the boy swatted the hand away, the man chuckled.
The fat man turns to Young Harry an smiles creepily, Young Harry whimpers and steps away from him.
Boy? Harry look up through his fringes at the man.
Yes unc_ his cut off as the man slaps him  a red hand print on his small face.
How many times do I have to tell you not to call me that? Young Harry whispers his sorry, the man obviously his uncle drags him to the still hot stovetop and held his tiny arm to the hot stove making the small child scream in pain till he blacks out from the pain.
I growl, my eyes flashing murder as the boys uncle drags his small form across the floor leaving more bruises on his small body and throws him into the closet making the boy hit his head against the door before he locks it.
Everything fades as I'm pulled into another  of the brush the boy was obviously hot so why not go inside for a bit? Or was he not allowed? That sounds like something Tuney would do, abuse her sisters child out of jealousy and spitefulness because she could use magic and not her, She was always a jealous girl wanting this or that she was so mad when Lily got her acceptance letter to Hogwarts, she claimed she had no sister after that even taking it so far to act as Lily never existed.
Har_Potter begun to sway unstably on the ladder an finally fell on a rose bush landing in an unnatural position his arm at a 40 degree angle an his leg broken in what looked like 3 different places, I reach out to help him but my hand goes right through him.
Just then Tuney comes out screeching about her rosebushes and waited till Vernon comes home, she drags him by his hair inside where she beats him with a frying pan over an over till the boy passes out again
The scene fades
Now I'm watching Potter weed the garden he appears to be 13/14 by judging from the scar on his arm where the snake bit him in his first year.
Potter's so thin as if he hadn't eaten since the last Hogwarts feast probably explains why Potter was stuffing himself silly that day with meat and treacle tarts.
Potter wipes his brow, resting on his heels for a quick break, I start looking at Potter noticing tattle tale signs of malnourishement,  to his thin, haunt cheeky bones, ribs peaking out all signs of neglect , I begin to notice the scars patches of them across his back ranging from old to recently fresh, how could Potter stand it? Surley he must be in pain with the sun beating down on him and his scars. I long to grab the boy an apparate back to Hogwarts to treat his wounds.
A car door slams making Harry jump
Harry wincing as if hurts, this makes me growl, this boy obviously was being miss treated why didn't Dumbledore pull him out of this house?
Surely the blood wards alerted him to this....this. ....blasamey!
Severus's blood began to boil as he watched Harry go inside, Vernon was inside yelling at Harry calling the boy worthless and a freak an how he wished the boy would just die, he grabbed Harry an pulled him roughly into the basement, beating Harry for what seemed like hours.

The scene goes black
Harry's laying in the basement beaten an bloody.
His bones protruding in his flesh, the door opens an Dumbledore walks down eyeing Harry with twinkling eyes,  Harry reaches out to him pleading with hurt eyes. Dumbledore grips Harry's hand an pulls him up to his lips, I manage to hear him say you deserve it., for being weak.
Potter weak!?!! This boy was being abused an all you can do is say he deserves this!?! You lying manipulated bastard! I feel my
mask slipping off revealing cold fury and hate.
When I get back, Dumbledore's portrait and  I will have some words to discuss. ....
I watch as Dumbledore heals Harry and casts a illusion on the boy so no one could see the wounds on him.
Dumbledore leaves Harry downstairs curled up in a ball crying.
Now I watch Potter attempting to what seem like mowing the grass outside,  his uncle calls him and he walks to the front gate and unlocks it, his uncle is standing there red faced, obviously drunk and holding a horse whip berating Harry. Petunia's voice calls Vernon inside saying they don't need the cops called on them because of Harry.
Vernon drags Harry inside and down towards the basement. Vernon beats Harry making the boy cry out in pain as he drags the whip into his flesh, Vernon apparently is exactly as I thought a perv he's breathing heavily trying to control his excitement over hurting Harry finally he appears to break stripping to his boxers telling Harry to turn around. Harry cringed obviously thinking he's about to be whipped if only that were true, I watch Harry with sad teary eyes.
His uncle ties him to a beam an rips his pants off and rape Harry not caring if it hurts the boy, he digs his hands into his wounds an pounds harder grunting like a beast in rut,  I could feel my temp at it's breaking point as I watch Harry try to hold back moans obviously in pain, my hands curl into fists and I bite my lips drawing blood.
It doesn't last long but to Harry it lasts forever, Vernon pulls himself out of Harry smirking he gets a dressed an leaves Harry tied up sobbing.
Harry's eyes are glazed over in shock and pain.
I want to kill Vernon slowly in the most humiliating way possible,  no one not even Harry deserves this. ..
The memory fades
After that Harry only remembers bits an pieces Vernon raping him, touching him, using......toys on Harry.
I growl louder, wanting to end this so I can hit that bastard where it hurts most. After a while I notice the stairs opening revealing one of the Weasley twins he pales as he finds Harry an looking like he wants to hurl but manages to hold it in as he untied Harry and pulls his pants up,  Harry didn't even respond to this just staring blankly ahead. Fred I believe picks him up as if weighs no more then a toddler,  he probably does.
I watch as the other twin looks at Harry with wide eyes,  just then Vernon rushes in screaming at the boys to put his new toy down,the twins apparate to Hogwarts an run towards the medic ward where Poppy rushes to help the boy waving the twins into another room in the medic ward.
She spells a howler to get me then I'm rushing into the medic ward looking like a bat out of HELL.
After that I'm ripped out of Potter's head an back into my own, I groan an find myself lying on a cot next to Potter with a worried medic witch standing over me looking ready to rip her hair out.
I cough alerting Poppy I'm awake and I try to sit up only to be pushed down by Poppy.
Poppy what are you doing?
Poppy sighs,  what I'm doing Severus is making you stay in that bed till that potion wears off.
I sigh an allow Poppy to fuss over me knowing I can't stop her even if I wanted.
So did you find out who did it? I nod. She looks at me as if to say well then tell me.
Snape sighs and begins to tell Poppy