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Corvus	By : LadyFreak Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > General Views: 23965 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 7
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor to I make any money from this story. These characters are JKR's, I just play with them.

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(3) Who are you?
“What did I tell you about bringing home strays?” a dark haired man chided playfully as Bellatrix Lestrange came through the door.
The raven-haired beauty with eyes of violet smirked at her brother in law. “Ah, but Rab, look at him. Found him in Diagon half frozen. Looks like he got quite the beating too.”
“How do you know he’s not some ruffian?” he asked as he watched her carry the young boy into a guest room effortlessly. At this thought, he frowned. Bellatrix is not a strong witch. To carry a child that size shouldn’t be so easy.
“I spoke to him for a bit.” She said, frowning slightly. “Said his parents disowned him and left him in a muggle orphanage. When I asked if he was a squib, he wandlessly and wordlessly summoned a bottle to his hand! He said his family thinks he’s dark and evil. Look at him, he looks like he’s 6. How could someone do that to their child?!”
“I’m 8,” came a muffled reply from the boy on the bed.
“Hey kid. Relax here. I’m gonna get you some salves and potions,” Bellatrix spoke softly.
“I think I cracked a rib and may have a fracture in my arm.”
“Shall I get a healer?” she asked, worried.
“No. It’ll heal,” he said, then softer “It always heals.”
The two adults exchanged a look. “Okay, well this is not wherever you were before. I won’t call a healer, but I have a friend that can help. He’s a good friend and is very trustworthy,” Bellatrix said.
“Not like I have a choice,” the boy mumbled.
“You do,” she said sternly. They were both quiet for a few minutes before she continued in a softer tone. “Listen. Let me help you get healed up. Then you can decide what you want to do. Okay?”
Bright green eyes glared at her with a surprising ferocity. “I don’t need your charity,” he ground out.
“When did I offer charity? We do not condone child abuse and we have the supplies on hand to help. It is not charity and no coin from my purse to help you!” the more the woman spoke, the higher her voice got.
Harry pressed himself into the bed further as the woman raised her voice at him. “I’m sorry. I don’t want to be a bother. I have money in a pouch in my pocket. I’ll pay you for the potions and be on my way, promise.”
The two adults sat staring slack-jawed for a moment. Rabastan was the first to recover “Damn kid, what did they do to you?”
Harry couldn’t help but laugh at the lack of tact. But the more he laughed, the more he wanted to cry. The more he wanted to cry, the harder it was to stop the sobs that began to wrack his body.
It wasn’t bloody fair. What the hell had he done in his life to deserve his treatment? What did he do?!
Bellatrix wrapped her arms around his shoulders and gave her brother in law a nod to call their friend.
15 minutes later, the boy’s sobs had finished but he still had tears flowing down his cheeks. It was so odd to be held, but he found he quite liked it.
At a light knock at the door, Harry watched as a tall, dark haired man with a hooked nose entered the room. His eyes seemed black, but the young wizard could see specks of blue as the candlelight flickered off of them.
“Hey kid. We forgot about introductions. I’m Bellatrix, and I live with my brother in law Rabastan. This is my friend Sev. I’m going to lay you down so he can run some diagnostics on you, okay?”
Harry was semi-catatonic… not really aware of everything that was going on around him. The woman had to pry his fingers from the grip he had on her robes. Everything was so odd and surreal. Someone was actually taking care of him? Someone actually cared? He looked over at the dark haired woman and into her violet eyes. He hoped she could read the gratitude he tried to show. She leaned over and kissed his forehead and began carding her fingers through his greasy hair. At first he flinched from the touch, but as he realized what she was doing, he relaxed.
While Harry was fighting to stay awake, ‘Sev’ was running his wand over his body and casting a diagnostic charm. The charm was one that would record the results on a parchment automatically. It took 5 minutes of continuous writing before it stopped. Severus looked over the most recent injuries and pulled out the appropriate potions.
Harry almost fell asleep again, but was nudged awake by ‘Sev’. “Up you get. Healing potion. Pain potion. And bone mending potion.” Harry drank down each one as instructed and promptly fell asleep when lowered back to his pillow.
“Bellatrix what are you doing with a kid?” Severus Snape asked his friend curiously, once the boy was asleep.
Bellatrix didn’t answer his question. She needed to know what had happened to the boy. “What did the readings say, Sev?”
He took a deep sigh. “Looks like he’s been beaten regularly for some time if this history has anything to say about it. There’s no way a child can have that many injuries from accidents. He also has some older damage that didn’t heal right. He has severe malnutrition and I’d say that stems back to his infancy. Did you get a name?”
She shook her head “No. He just told me that he was disowned because his family said he was a dark wizard and evil. I asked if he was a squib, but he’s definitely not. I couldn’t just leave him because someone said he was dark. What could he have done that would make them throw an 8 year old child out?”
Severus nodded, “I understand, you know I do.” He stood from the side of the bed. “I’m going to leave some pain and healing potions. His bones should be mended by tomorrow, but he will be a little sore. A light meal would be best. A light broth and some bread. I’ll brew some nutritive potions for him tonight.”
Bellatrix nodded and gave her thanks while Rabastan walked him out. When he returned, he watched his sister in law carding her fingers through the boy’s hair with a small smile on her face. The woman had not smiled in 7 years since her husband, his brother, was put into Azkaban after the death of the Dark Lord. No one understood what their side represented, what they were truly doing. The people only saw the deaths committed by the Dark Lord and ignored what the light had done. Damn Albus Dumbledore. The perfect light wizard. Bastard.
But Dumbledore defeated Grindelwald. He’s our savior… or at least he was until Charlie Potter. Little bastard is famous for something that happened when he was 15 months old! Bloody ridiculous is what it is. And if you don’t fawn all over the little shit, you’re automatically labeled as dark and evil.
Bellatrix Lestrange was loyal to the cause of the Dark Lord, but stayed unmarked in the first war. She vowed to be marked in the second. Will this child understand the views? Will he be open minded enough to understand the actions taken by the Dark? Or has he been brainwashed by the Light?
The witch looked on the small figure on the bed. This child- child!- was a gift to the light. And they have hurt and abused him for too long. They did to this boy exactly what the Dark fights against.
It will be their undoing.
She left his room and closed the door softly behind her. “Mopsy” She called. A small house elf popped in front of her. She wore a black pillow case with an embroidered ‘L’ on the front.
“What can Mopsy do for Mistress?” she asked
“There is a young child here as my guest. I want you to listen to him as you would listen to me. Come find me when he wakes.”
“Yes, of course Mistress”
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Harry woke up warm and comfortable. He felt the warm sun shining on his face and smiled softly. He slowly came to awareness and his eyes snapped open when he remembered the events that led up to him being where he was.
He sat up and looked around the room. It was a very plain and simple room with beige walls and deep brown accents. The furniture was made of a wood so dark it looked black, and the accents and linen throughout were gold. He saw his clothes folded on a chair and stepped out of bed to get dressed.
A soft knock at the door brought his attention and he called ‘enter’.
“What are you doing?” the woman, Bellatrix, asked as she watched him walk slowly to the chair.
“Getting dressed. I don’t want to be a burden.” He answered, eyes on the floor.
The dark haired woman kneeled before him. “Listen kid, my healer friend said you need to stay in bed some more. You have some bones that are finishing up mending, and I want to be sure that cough has abated completely. Why don’t you stay here? You can stay as long as you want.” Harry opened his mouth to refuse, but Bellatrix continued “To be honest with you I want you to stay. You don’t deserve to have been left with muggles. At least stay until you’re back to good health.”
Harry thought for a moment. He really didn’t have anywhere else to go. He didn’t want to go back to the orphanage and while he was sure he could handle the streets after a time he didn’t want to. Why give up this chance? He looked up into her violet eyes trying to determine her sincerity. “Are you sure I won’t be a bother?” he asked a bit unsure.
“I wouldn’t offer if I thought that.” Another knock on the door interrupted their conversations. Bellatrix called ‘enter’ and Harry saw Sev enter the room. “Morning Sev” she greeted him.
“Morning” said Harry, looking down at his feet again. He wasn’t used to anyone caring for him.
“I’ve brought some Nutritive potions for you. They will help to build up your bone and muscle strength. No matter how long you decide to stay.” He smirked
“Sev, it’s rude to eavesdrop.”
A deep chuckle escaped from the dark man. “Ah, so sorry Bella.”
Harry drank down the potion and grimaced at the taste, but didn’t complain. He had been reading about potions since he could pick up a book. “Thank you Sev’rus” he said softly.
“It was nothing. Now you know our names, but we have yet to hear yours.”
“Because I didn’t give it.” He snapped. At both adults raised eyebrows, he sighed. They had been caring for him so far, he could give them this much. “It’s Harrison.”
“And a surname?” the dark wizard asked.
“Don’t have one, I was disowned. I watched the whole ceremony. Don’t even have a godfather anymore.”
“Well, then who will we know how to repay their generosity in kind.” Bellatrix said with a cold fury. Harry snickered, glad he wasn’t the target of such anger.
The snickering soon fell aside as he sneered. “Potter”
The two adults sat in the closest chairs with their jaws dropped open.
(edited 9/12/15)
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