death of a savior

chapter 19­

"speech"

'thoughts'

writing

Parseltongue

THIRD PERSON POV:

The silence was deafening as they walked through surrey. The excitement getting the better of most of them as they walked up to the door of #4 privet Drive. However the excitement slowly became anger as Hadrian's father pointed out the wards around the house. There were anger and hate wards put up around the house. keyed to harry.

The dangerous part of this however is the fact that the wards weren't keyed to harry specifically. They were keyed to set the anger and hate onto the youngest witch or wizard in the house. whether it was known that they were wizards or not. Hadrian pulled his invisibility cloak on as his father knocked on the door. The door was pulled open a soft "who is it" was heard from the background and his "uncle " was standing there in all his whale-ish glory.

Harry's POV:

"we don't want whatever your selling" he yelled in our faces, but his voice was soar and hoarse as if he'd been yelling before this. Instead of giving him an answer his father pushed pass Vernon prompting us to follow. once we get inside I immediately notice that Dudley isn't in his usual spot on the couch. In fact he isn't in the living room or the kitchen which is visible since the door is open. That's usually where he resides.

I notice my aunt being held at wand point by Severus and my uncle being surrounded by everyone else. I went to reveal myself but a copper sent hit my nose as I reached towards my hood. following the sent I found that it went upstairs. pulling on my fathers cloak I leaned up to whisper in his ear about researching the smell. A small nod told me it was ok and I walked over to the stairs and started climbing up. My inheritance heightened my senses so before I started to climb the stairs I heard whimpering from one of the rooms. That only encouraged me to go looking more.

As I go further up the stairs the smell gets worse and the whimpers get louder. I'm lead to a room. Dudley's room. Opening the door I'm immediately assaulted with the copper smell. I also take notice of how similar his room is to the room I used to have when I was still here. gone is the big bed large tv and game system his dressers and night table and night light are gone as well. In it's place stands barred windows a cat flap on the door and an otherwise empty room. Empty except for the prison like cot pushed up against the wall.

A shivering form lay on top of it shivering and whimpering. a small tattered and dirty blanket that looks like the one I used to have in my cupboard covering the face of the one under it. though a pale but bruised leg poked out of the blanket. moving forward I stop as the sound of my footsteps cause their whimpers to get louder.

getting closer I pulled the hood of my cloak off and called out to them to alert them that I wasn't a danger. "hello" I called softly"are you okay?" I reached out and pulled the blanket up. while I knew who it was it surprised me to see Dudley beaten and bruised under there.

I want to be Angry and say that he deserved it but no one deserves that. Not to mention that he was just doin what any kid would do. He was following what his parents did. Uncle Vernon never told him it was wrong. He even encouraged it, so I cant really blame Dudley. hesitantly I put my hand on his shoulder to get his attention and he looked up with fear in his eyes.

when he noticed me the fear stayed but combined with remorse. as if he felt guilty about what happened to me. Which he probably did now understanding what I went through. Suddenly I notice that he's talking. or more like mumbling. saying "I'm sorry" over and over again.

with my hand still on his shoulder I looked him in they eye and told him that I forgive him. I moved my arm around him and helped him to get up. If nothing I would get him out of here. Just as I got up with Dudley the tell tale screaming of tortured relatives hit our ears causing Dudley to flinch very violently­­­­. That is until he seemingly realized it wasn't coming from him and looked at me quizzically.

looking at Dudley I now could tell that he'd lost a considerable amount of weight. As if they'd stopped feeding him. which they might've. helping him out of his room and down the stairs was easy. But once we got to the living room I remembered the hood of my cloak was still down as my uncle immediately called me out. huffing and looking like he'd just pissed his pants. "BOY-"he said looking at me face purple with rage. However he didn't continue, or rather he couldn't as Fred had silenced him and George casted the Cruciatus curse.

all this while Draco and Lucius turn to check on hades. Upon noticing Dudley Lucius sneered. And continued to sneer at him until Hadrian cleared his throat and glared at him. causing Lucius to pale and immediately look away. Draco however much more stoic asked "is he okay" before turning to his father and giving him a pointed glare. Hadrian turning to Lucius didn't keep the harshness out of his voice as a warning when he said "take him to the medical room at riddle manor and have Narcissa look after him." Lucius hesitantly apparated away after making sure that Dudley was ok. the warning in Hades words and tone were clear

Don't let anything happen to him.

I POSTED!!!

­I know it's been a while but I spent a lot of time studying and didn't have much time to write.

but I'm back and writing again :)