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Crimson Ink	By : Blackkitten23 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 61620 -:- Recommendations : 7 -:- Currently Reading : 18
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(I’m thinking)
“I’m speaking”
Pairing: Yaoi M/M, Harem – seme Harry x uke de-aged Severus / Tom / Lucius
Last Time:
~ It’s ok Harry, I believe you. What do you know about magic?
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Harry blinked as he read Tom’s odd question trying to ignore the smells from the lunch being prepared …
~ Magic? My aunt and uncle say it’s not real.
~ I’m not surprised, but magic is very real little one. You are able to speak to me like this thanks to magic. Those who can control magic are wizards and witches. I am a wizard and so are you Harry.
It made sense to the young child. He often heard his aunt and uncle muttering about how they had to beat it out of him or that the freak was using it again. They were talking about magic …
~ Why do they lie and hurt me if magic is real?
~ Magic is normal and in everything, but most people can’t control it. Those who can’t sometimes feel angry that they can’t or fear those who can control magic thinking witches and wizards will hurt them with magic.
The little boy tilted his head back and forth trying to understand what Tom was saying. Harry remembered kids at school fighting because someone got a toy and they wanted the toy. That’s like what Tom mentioned, but not exactly. It still helped him understand the concepts. Harry blinked as another message appeared …
~ Harry, can you put me under your aunt and uncle’s pillows?
~ I can, but not until I’m let out of my room. They thought I used magic on the cake so I was punished and locked in the cupboard.
~ They lock you in a cupboard.
~ it’s my room. I don’t kn
*click* Harry jumped as someone started unlocking his cupboard and he dropped the pencil, which rolled out of view leaving his sentence unfinished …
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“dear Merlin … where the bloody hell do we start?” Lucius groaned. He saw Narcissa point towards Draco’s room and he went to say goodnight to his son.
Severus frowned as he looked at the map sprinkled with dozens of tags marking incidents of accidental magic “Petunia will like anything completely boring and normal. Any ideas Peter?” the potions master raised an eyebrow as he received no answer from the normally chatty spy “Peter?” again he got only silence and looked at Peter who was glaring at the map.
Peter suddenly stood up startling his friends as Lucius came back in the room. He drew a circle with his wand in a large void that had no tags at all “a perfect circle … what are the chances? Very little, but this should be impossible because I over heard someone talking about a breakout of pixies in this area when I was in the Ministry”
Narcissa tapped her chin in thought “I heard about that too … pixies have plenty of magic so there should be a record here even if it was explained away, but there isn’t, why?”
“wards” everyone turned to Lucius who looked down at the map “a set of strong wards can hide accidental magic or blips of magic. Harry is in the center of this circle”
‘the center is still a big area” said Severus who was eager to get started.
Lucius nodded “yes, and it looks like Privet Drive is the main road”
“we should check it out” said Peter as he stood up ready to get going, but was promptly forced back down in his seat by a certain potion master.
Severus shook his head “you can barely walk Peter. It would be better if we went”
“Severus is right. I’ll floo call Bellatrix and have her come with us so could you stay here with Draco?” asked Narcissa
“alright … guess I have no choice … damn birds” Peter sulked, he hated sitting still.
Narcissa rolled her eyes at her stubborn friend as Lucius and Severus went to Severus’s home to restock on anything they will need for healing. She activated the floo and kneeled over the fire for the for of her sister to appear in the embers “hello Bells”
“Cissa! It has been too long! How is everything?” Bellatrix asked.
“good, Draco was a bit freaked out about that raid, but he’s doing much better” said Narcissa happily.
Bellatrix’s face in the embers scowled “oh I wish I was there. I would’ve skinned those Aurors”
The blonde rolled her eyes “well it’s a good thing you weren’t. Peter didn’t go through so much to break you all out and get you to a safe house just so you’d get thrown back in Azkaban” Narcissa heard Peter huff as he listened in “anyway I called you for a reason. We have a lead on Tom who may be in Albania and Harry is hopefully found too, but we need help finding him before too much time passes … he’s with his Aunt Petunia”
“you mean the magic hating muggle Sevvy spoke about. The one who’s boyfriend nearly killed him and Lily?” the ember face glared as Narcissa nodded sadly. The Lady Malfoy backed away and a moment later a rush of green flames revealed a beautiful pale woman in elegant black robes with wild black hair “lets get Harry. I told Barty and the brothers to check Albania, hey Peter … you look like crap”
Peter flinched as he shrugged his shoulders ”I hate birds”
“huh?” Bellatrix blinked at the odd comment.
Narcissa chuckled “it’s a long story. It can wait”
“Lulu! Sevvy!” Bellatrix smirked as the two wizards flooed into the room.
Severus cringed at his nickname “so good to see you … don’t call me that”
“love you too Sevvy!” Bellatrix pulled the potion master into a bear hug “and how’s my sister in-law?” Bellatrix grinned evilly as she let Severus go and dragged Lucius into a bone breaking hug.
“for the last time it’s brother in-law! Brother!” Lucius glared at Peter who was snickering at his predicament.
The raven haired witch rolled her eyes “you may be arranged in an arranged marriage with my sister and some how managed to pop out a kid, but that doesn’t change the fact that you are more of a sister to me, got it Lulu?” the Malfoy family head sighed in defeat “excellent! Now where’s little Harry?”
Peter pointed at the map “Privet Drive”
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“mommy! I want to go to the park” Dudley whined as he tugged Petunia’s skirt as she read her book.
Petunia sighed “alright honey” she placed her book down and was about to get up whe Vernon came.
“now now Dudley, your mother deserves some time to relax. I’ll take you” aid the large man. Dudley cheered and waited near the door.
“why thank you honey” Petunia kissed Vernon’s cheek ”I’ll make it up to you” she whispered and winked suggestively making Vernon turn even redder than his normal complexion before eagerly taking the already impatient boy to the park. Petunia smiled and settled back down with her book, but pouted … she couldn’t relax with some chores still needing to be finished.
Her eyes landed on the cupboard … the freak needs to earn his keep so he can do them. With an arrogant smirk she took the key to the cupboard’s padlock and walked over to the cupboard where her nephew was unknowingly conversing with a powerful wizard hidden in a book …
*click* the padlock clicked as it unlatched and she opened the door and grabbed her nephew roughly not caring about his fresh bloody wounds. It didn’t bother her at all that his hair was caked in dried blood or that his shirt was sticking to his back because of the blood oozing from he deep gashes across his back or even that her rough treatment reopened a few of those injuries …
The sound of something hitting the ground caught her attention though it sounded a little like a book hitting the floor, but that shouldn’t be possible. She hated that they were forced to take the freak to primary school so there is no way she’d let the boy learn in this home … freaks should stay stupid. An ugly scowl formed on her lips as she examined the small cupboard not aware of the book being right at her feet …
Harry looked on in horror. When he was yanked from the cupboard he dropped Tom’s book on the ground. It was right there laying upside down fully open … his aunt’s red heels were grazing the old pages. When she finds it Tom’s book will be destroyed. He watched in a terrified silence as his aunt looked around. Finally his aunt stood up straight and slammed the cupboard door shut crushing the book in the door.
The young wizard bit back a scream as his aunt reopened the door to slam it shut again. Harry just thought his aunt was being mean, but in reality she was unable to see the book and was wondering why the door wouldn’t close correctly. He only saw her slamming the door over and over again hurting his friend, but he had to stay quiet. If he freaked out over a normal looking book she might discover that it isn’t and Tom is done for … and most likely him too …
Petunia huffed as the door still refused to close right and glared at her nephew “chores freak. Laundry, dishes and fix the door” she ordered and her glare darkened as she met the boy’s confused green eyes “NOW” she gave a smug smirk as the boy scurried off to do the number of dishes that were from lunch.
Green eyes cautiously watched as Petunia settled back down with her book and continued reading. Little Harry was so confused! Why didn’t she take Tom’s book? Not that he wasn’t immensely relieved, but it didn’t make sense. Any time he’s holding a book for primary school she takes it so he can’t learn, but she left the book right on the ground in plain sight! It’s almost like … she couldn’t see Tom’s book …
A soft smile spread across Harry’s lips as he quickly scrubbed the dishes. That must be it! She couldn’t see it! Tom is a wizard so why should his book be defenseless?! Maybe he used magic to protect himself! It made Harry relieved to know he didn’t need to worry about Tom’s book being found.
Once the dishes were cleaned and put away he went into the cupboard. As he pretended to fiddle with the door he moved lower and carefully gathered Tom’s book into his arms and swiftly grabbed the pencil from under the rickety cot. Harry frowned, he didn’t want to look like he was carrying something or even be caught with the pencil. He hid in the cupboard and cracked open Tom’s book where he saw a message from Tom …
~ Harry?! Harry, what happened? Please answer!
The message was frantic and made Harry hurry up so he could answer back. The child placed the pencil in between the pages like a bookmark and set the book on the floor. With great care he nudged the magical book with his toe out of he cupboard and shut the door. He kept gently nudging the book while trying to move fast and look as normal as possible.
Even though it was only a few feet to the safety of the laundry room his heart was racing and he mentally apologized every time his toe hit Tom’s book. He only stopped to pick up his shabby looking stool and placed the book on it to carry everything the rest of the way. Finally after what seemed like forever he was in the laundry room. Harry quickly picked up the book, which surprisingly was completely undamaged despite his aunt’s beating, and stood on the stool so he could set the book on the dryer. The book was opened and he grabbed the pencil to write a message to his friend …
~ I’m fine Tom. My aunt gave me chores to do. Are you ok? I thought my aunt was going to hurt your book when she crushed it in the door, but I think she can’t see you.
~ Thank Merlin you’re ok! I was worried when you didn’t complete your sentence. Don’t worry abut my book it’s basically indestructible.
Harry pouted, who’s Merlin and what does the big word mean?
~ what does indestructible mean? Who is Merlin?
~ Merlin is a famous wizard and indestructible means it will take a lot more than your aunt and uncle to hurt my book.
The young wizard’s eyes widened in astonishment “that’s really strong! Uncle is big” he clapped his hands over his mouth and carefully peeked outside. A few seconds of silence passed and harry exhaled in relief when it became clear that Petunia didn’t hear him. when he went back to the book another message appeared …
~ Harry I’m going to try something, but I need you to put me near your aunt and uncle’s bed like I mentioned before that. Can you do that without getting hurt?
~ Yes
A few deep calming breaths and the boy removed the clean items from the dryer. With a set of six small piles of clean items Harry set Tom’s book on top and picked it all up with the stool. Petunia always uses the laundry basket, but he is far too small to haul a full basket up and down stairs so he takes them in small batches. The first bath was Petunia’s towels.
It was simple to slip into the master bedroom and go in the master bathroom. He put the stool down and picked up the clean towels to place them on the shelf. Before jumping off the stool he took Tom’s book and tiptoed up to his aunt and uncle’s bed. It was quick … he lifted the pillow on the right side where his uncle sleeps and slid the book as far as he could. With a quick examination to make sure he didn’t disturb anything else he ran back to get his trusty step stool and finish the laundry.
Each time he passed the room where the wizard in the book Harry felt the urge to take his friend back and keep him away from his relatives, but Tom did tell him to put him there. What was Tom planning to do? He didn’t know, but it had to be some sort of magic, right? Is he going to try to get out of the book? If so how and why? Does he want to chat with his relatives?
They won’t like that … He shook the thoughts from his head and grabbed the last pile of clothes to put away. It was Dudley’s shirts so he went to his cousin’s room. If Tom’s book was strong that must mean Tom is so he won’t worry … or at least he’ll try not to. With the step stool in place he began putting the shirts on the hangers. Everything was almost done, but by shear bad luck the very last shirt snagged a small toy on the shelf and it fell …
At the exact moment Petunia walked in …
“YOU WORTHLESS FREAK! HOW DARE YOU SHOW SUCH DISRESPECT AFTER EVERYTHING WE DO FOR YOU!” Harry never had a chance to speak before he was smacked across the face so hard that that he flew off the stool. Not a single second was giving for his senses to recover before he was grabbed by his messy and dragged him painfully all the way down to his cupboard “you can forget about food for this” she snarled as she threw him into the cupboard and slammed the door shut.
An uncaring glance at the hand she grabbed the boy’s hair with revealed blood. Her harsh treatment ripped open the injuries on his head, but she didn’t even bat an eyelash at the sight of the crimson fluid. With a heartless shrug she rinsed her hand off and went up to her son’s bedroom.
Laying on the floor was a perfectly intact toy. There was no damage at all, but that wasn’t why she threw a fit. The freak needed to learn who’s better. She set the toy back in its proper place and bent down to pick up the stool, but …
The old dented rickety stool …
The very stool that the Dursleys pulled from a dump to let Harry use hoping he’d fall when it would break or get cot by the rusty spots …
The very stool that despite its clearly twisted jagged frame never once wobbled, cut or showed any signs of breaking when the child used it …
Completely fell apart the second her hand grazed the mental and pricked her thumb …
Petunia looked at the several bits of metal as if it was proof that all her bitter and twisted beliefs were true. She snarled and threw it all out in the trash filled with a new determination to make the life of the child in her cupboard hell. As she walked back to her house after disposing of the trash she glanced at the raised flower garden.
Only a few months earlier they had the freak dig a ditch under it before building the simple brick stand for the flowers and it was still there …
The six foot deep ditch was completely hidden …
They quite literally had Harry unknowingly dig his own grave and though she thrived on tormenting him she was tired of putting up with the freak and she didn’t intend to for much longer …
After her husband and son returned they play games in the back yard not caring about the starving injured child in their cupboard. Hours passed, a delicious dinner was made and they enjoyed it loudly knowing Harry could hear and smell everything …
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Severus sneered as he, Lucius, Narcissa and Bellatrix appeared via apparition at the edge of the wards in the night “we aren’t even close to Privet Drive”
“unfortunately we can’t apparate through these wards” Lucius scowled as he examined the magic runes “once we’re in we can, but I need to see if we’ll be injured or an alarm is set”
“yeah, no one can catch us before. Be quick about it” muttered Bellatrix and hey waited for Lucius to decipher the runes …
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“well how is my big strong man?” Petunia purred as she and her husband turned off the lights and climbed into bed intent on some intimacy, but the second their heads hit their pillows pain shot through their bodies …
Neither of them could move …
It was like their strength was being ripped from their bodies …
To add to their horror and confusion a person began to slowly appear standing at the foot of they bed. He was a young man, perhaps 15, with dark hair and dark eyes wearing what Petunia recognized as a Hogwarts uniform, but was green unlike her sister’s red uniform … and those eyes promised pain …
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