When Darkness Rises

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Ever since he was placed on the Dursley's doorstep. Harry Potter has not known love. The small boy knows pain, though. As far back as he remembers, he has been hit, whipped, beaten and starved. At the age of five he could cook well and clean too. He went to a normal school before he went to Hogwarts. After the age of eleven, every year he would look a little healthier going home. But every year going back to school, he looking sickly again. Harry never talked of his problems, only listed to others. He passed his classes just as silently.

Hearing people come up the stairs, Harry quickly stands. Five locks were unlocked. 'Damn bastards' could be heard in a deep voice as the door opens. A wand tip illuminates the otherwise dark room. It also shows Harry moving forward to hug Sirius Black and Remus.

"Hey pup. We missed you." Remus said as he hugged Harry. "Come on let's go before they return. Oh and were is your stuff?" Sirius asked concerned. 

Harry answered quickly, "The cupboard under the stairs."

"The three men quickly move downstairs and Remy unlocks the door. Siri shrinks Harry's trunk and puts it in his pocket. 'Let's go'. Was all that was said. They move outside and apparate together. They land in the living are of Number 12 Grimmauld Place.

"Come pup. We know you are hungry. Kreacher! Prepare some light food for Harry!" Kreacher popped in, took the order, and popped out again. They start moving down to the dining room. "We are sorry that we couldn't get to you before. Headmaster Dumbdore kept us from you. He kept on saying you were fine in that house. We knew better. I am guessing you didn't get our letters?"

Harry just shook his head and frowned. He walked silently with his godfather and his mate. Soon, they reached the dining room and took a seat by the fire. The fire blazed high in the hearth and warmed Harry's bones.

"You will be better soon," Siri said as the house elf brought in some food and three cups of tea on a large try. "Eat, my boy," Remy said softly. The small boy ate slowly, but steadily.

The mates watched their pup eat. They shoot concerned looks at each other. They knew that the headmaster was not that good of a man but damn. The boy trusted him. A lot of people do. After a little bit, Harry finished his food and looked up. Softly, he asked, "can I sleep with you?"

They couldn't resist. He looked so tired and scared. Nodding, they get up and walk with Harry to their master bedroom decorated in Gryffindor colors. Striping down to boxers, they crawl in bed with Harry in the middle. Soon they are asleep.