Harry Potter-Rescued

The Nightmares

Remus sat up in his bed and yawned. He stared at the clock, it was only 4:00 in the morning. Remus gave a sigh and turned on his lamp. He was just wondering what had woken him up, when he heard soft sobbing. Remus stood up and followed the sound. He was tempted to wake Sirius, but it would take forever, and Remus had to figure out if Harry was in trouble. Remus opened the door to Harry's room and was surprised to see Harry sitting on his bed, chewing on his blanket, and crying. Remus turned on the light and Harry jumped.

"I'm sorry, sir, I didn't see you come in. Please only use the belt, nothing else, please!" begged Harry.

"Harry, are you okay?" asked Remus.

"Wait, you aren't going to punish me for waking you up?" asked a very confused Harry.

"Never!" exclaimed Remus. Remus slowly walked over to Harry and sat down on the bed next to him. Remus pulled Harry close and began to whisper comforting things to Harry. Harry cried even more tears into Remus's pajamas. Harry eventually pushed back on Remus's hands so that he could breathe. Remus took the hint and let his hands loose. Harry looked at Remus, tears still streaming down his tiny face.

"Harry, did you have a nightmare?" asked Remus. 

"Yes." Harry whispered.

"What was it about?"

"I dreamed that I was back at the Dursley's."

"Oh, Harry, you know that you will never go back there, right?" asked Remus.

"But I woke you up, aren't you going to send me back?"

"Never." Remus said.

"What time is it, Remus?" asked the little Harry. Remus stared, this was the first time that Harry had said his name.

"It is about 4:00." Remus said.

"In the evening?"

"No, in the morning. Is there anything else you would like to talk about?" asked Remus.

"Yeah. Why do you take care of me?"

"Because I love you."

"Does Sirius love me?"

"Of course, Harry. He loves you more than all of his girl friends put together."

"But I am a bad boy." said Harry.

"No you're not."said an alarmed Remus.

"Yes I am. I do so many bad things."

"Like what?" asked Remus.

"I have stolen food from the Dursley's. I have told them that I didn't do something when I did. I also hurt them when I tried to free myself from them. I even have spilt my blood and sickness all over their carpets." said Harry.

"Okay, first of all, if you were starving, then you needed the food to survive. You also can just ask us for food if you are ever hungry. Also, you probably lied to save your life, I bet you didn't even do anything really naughty to begin with. And if you hurt someone in self defense, it is perfectly fine, as long as you don't start the fight. And lastly, it wasn't your fault about the blood or sickness, they should've taken care of you when you were sick, and they shouldn't have made you bleed to begin with." said Remus.

"You said as long as I don't start the fight. I always start them hurting me." said Harry.

"How?" asked Remus gently.

"Because I am a brat, I am ungrateful, I am stupid, I am weak, and I am a freak." whispered Harry.

"Oh Harry, you are not any of those things. You are one intelligent, nice, very grateful, strong, and wonderful little boy." said Remus.