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Why Should I Do It	By : fortheloveofDrizzt Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male Views: 22324 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 11
Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter universe, be it the books, movies, or characters...I make no money from this fic. It is for pure enjoyment.

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Darkness.
It was all that he could remember besides the pain that was coursing through his body.
He was wheezing as he struggled to breath. This was no ordinary person. This was Harry James Potter. He was going to be starting his seventh and final year at Hogwarts. He had come home from King's Cross with a letter addressed to his aunt and uncle. Sirius Black, his Godfather was dead. That meant no protection of the idle threat of Sirius coming to teach them a lesson if they laid a finger on him was gone. Harry's protection was no longer there.
~Flashback~
Harry handed the envelope to his Aunt Petunia, "Aunt Petunia, this is from my headmaster."
He walked outside to start his chores. 'Better to start now Harry. They are just going to tell you to do it anyway.' He took the lawn mower out of the shed and started to mow the lawn. He was halfway through the back yard before he paused to wipe the sweat from his face and neck when he saw his uncle charging towards him. Vernon grabbed Harry by the back of the neck with his large hands and pulled the younger man inside. Once inside he began, "WHEN WERE YOU GOING TO TELL US THAT YOUR GODFATHER WAS DEAD? SEEMS NOW THAT NO ONE CARES ABOUT YOU ANYMORE FREAK! I'VE WANTED TO BEAT THIS DEFIANCE AND ABNORMALITY OUT OF YOU FOR A LONG TIME. NOW IT SEEMS I CAN."
Vernon threw Harry against the counter in the kitchen before grabbing the hot frying pan from the stove. He flung the contents of the pan at Harry, hitting the boy in the neck and chest. Harry screamed as his chest blistered from the food that was now burning him. Vernon cackled as Harry screamed before taking the fraying pan and bringing it down over Harry's back. The young man crumpled to the floor as Vernon left the kitchen grabbing the poker from the fireplace. He returned to see Harry curled on his side blinking away tears and trying to remove the food that was still burning him. Vernon wasted no time in taking the poker to Harry's sides and legs. There were several sickening crunches and cracks as bones were broken. Nearly satisfied with his work he rolled the now semi-unconscious boy onto his back as he grabbed one of the kitchen knives. Vernon carved the word FREAK onto Harry's chest. Vernon drug the boy by his hair and shoved him into the cupboard under the stairs.
That was a week and a half ago.
~End Flashback~
Harry struggled to sit up and drink the water that Dudley was kind enough to sneak him two days ago. Since the attack from the dementors a two years ago Dudley seemed to be kinder towards Harry. Late at night, the whale of a cousin would try and sneak something for Harry. Whether it be a small bottle of water or some bread or even a pastry, it was all he could do to help his cousin.
Dudley opened the door to the cupboard and handed Harry a couple pieces of bread with a small chunk of ham between them. Harry looked up at his cousin, "Send a letter...use Hedwig...Tell her its...for Remus...Tell him everything...Please Dudley." Harry's eyes were dim as he took the small sandwich careful to take a bite.
Dudley looked down at Harry, "I'll try fr-Harry." He looked up at the stairs as he heard a floorboard creak, "Eat faster or he will catch you. I have to go. Just hold on a little longer." Dudley shut the cupboard and locked it as quietly as possible and headed into the kitchen pretending to get himself something to eat as Petunia walked into the kitchen. She took one look at Dudley then to the kitchen before walking back up the stairs to sleep.
Dudley took a piece of paper off the fridge and quickly wrote a letter to Remus.
Mr. Remus,
My name is Dudley Dursley. Please come at once. Harry needs you.

My father beat him and I am afraid that he might die. This is the first

time he spoke in the last week and a half since the beating. Please hurry.
You can find us at #4 Privet Drive, Surrey.
Hurry.
-Dudley Dursley
He took the small note and folded it before walking outside, looking around the yard in the trees. He spotted Harry's owl and motioned for her to come down, "Hedwig. I need your help." The owl studied him for a moment before looking away. He sighed, "Please. Harry needs your help." She turned to look at him and flew down to him landing on his shoulder, holding the letter out to her and she clamped it in her beak, "Harry said to take this to Remus." He saw her bob her head in acknowledgement, "Please hurry." Hedwig took off from Dudley's shoulder, flying away in great urgency. He returned to the house and headed back up to his bedroom.
Remus was sitting in Grimauld Place, drinking from a glass of firewhiskey when he heard a tapping at his window. He looked up and saw Hedwig and rushed to the window. He was worried about Harry and hadn't heard anything from him since he had returned to his aunt and uncle's home. He opened the window and took the letter from her. As he read it his heart fell, his pup might die. He dropped the letter and rushed to the fireplace grabbing floo powder. He threw it in the fireplace, "Severus Snape's Quarters, Hogwarts" He waited as he saw the potions master enter the flames, "Severus, I know we don't get along but something is wrong with Harry. I need your help."
Snape sneered at the image of Lupin and grimaced at the mention of the Potter whelp, "I am quite sure that the boy hero is perfectly fine and is just seeking attention Lupin. Much like last year and every year after coming to Hogwarts. He is just like his fa-"
Lupin growled as he cut off Snape, "Severus I swear to you this is not a cry for attention. His muggle cousin sent the letter not Harry. Now I am going to Privet Drive and getting him. I don't know what happened other than he was beaten. Please help me." He stood and cut off the floo connection as he left the house. He stepped outside of Grimauld and apperated to Mrs. Figg's back yard, making his way to the house marked number 4. As he stood at the door he debated on knocking but decided against it. His pup needed him. Raising his wand he muttered out Alohamora, the locks on the door clicked and he opened the door. He held his wand up casting a quiet Lumos as he made his way in the house whispering, "Harry?" He waited a few moments taking a few steps forward before whispering again, "Pup? Where are you?" His heartbeat quickened as he heard a soft moan. He stopped and turned cocking his head to the side listening for a noise, "Pup? If you can hear me say something."
After a few tense moments Harry took a breath as deep as he could,fire racing along his broken and cracked ribs, "Re-Remus."
The werewolf's heart stopped as he turned and looked at the cupboard. There was a large lock on it and he could finally smell his cub. He unlocked the door with a wave of his wand, jerking the door open. He saw the broken body of his friend's child laying there. He took a deep breath to steady himself, "Hey pup. Let's get you out of here." He held out his arm to the broken young man in front of him, "Can you move out here?" He was worried about grabbing Harry and causing him more pain. He saw Harry shake his head reaching with a trembling arm to take Remus's in his own. Remus nodded, "I'm sorry Harry." He took hold of Harry's arm and pulled him out of the cupboard.
As Harry was pulled out of the cupboard his eyes fluttered shut as he passed out from the pain. There was a creak in the floor boards above the two wizards as Dudley appeared at the top of the stairs. He saw a man helping Harry out of the cupboard before he hurried off to Harry's bedroom grabbing his cousin's trunk. He carried it out of the room and down the stairs as quietly as he could. He set the trunk by the door, "Mr. Remus?"
Remus looked up at the large young man, "Just Remus." He pointed his wand at Harry's trunk and shrunk it, "Hand me his trunk and get the door." Dudley quickly handed the trunk to Remus and nodded before rushing to open the door. Remus slid the trunk into his pocket before picking up Harry. He winced knowing that he was probably causing the boy more pain but took a deep breath as he carried Harry out of the house. He stopped just outside the door and turned to look at Dudley, "Thank you." Remus re-secured his grip on Harry as he left the wards and apperated to Grimauld place.
He sighed as he opened the door carrying Harry through the house to the bedroom he used last summer. He carefully placed Harry on the bed and stripped him of the old and bloody clothes that covered him. He took a steadying breath as he left the room and headed back to the fireplace. He grabbed the floo powder and called for Snape yet again.
Snape looked over at the fireplace in his quarters and saw Lupin once again in the flames, "What now? Did he scrape a knee?"
Remus growled, "Severus I don't have the patience to deal with your sarcasm or your hatred for Harry. I need your help. And Poppy's." A tear slid down Remus's face, "They branded him and broke him Severus." Remus turned from the fireplace and conjured a bowl of hot water and a flannel as he headed up the stairs. He paused outside of Harry's room collecting himself for a moment before he opened the door. He set the bowl down on the bedside table as he meticulously began to clean his godson. He bit back tears as he was finally able to see how bad the wounds were.
Harry's chest was covered is black, green, and bright red splotches. The burns that were on his chest were red and seeping pus, along with the carved word on his chest. Remus looked down at Harry's legs and saw that they were at an odd angle and fought back the urge to go and kill Vernon Dursley. Harry needed him now, Vernon could wait. He left the room for a moment and gathered what healing potions he had forcing them down Harry's throat trying to help the young man.
He had gotten the first potion down his throat when he heard the floo activate, "Remus? Where is Harry?" It was a feminine voice belonging to Poppy Pomfrey.
He stepped out of the room to hang his head over the railing, "Poppy, up here. Do you have Skele-gro and Dreamless sleep? He is going to need them."
Poppy nodded and bustled up the stairs with none other than Severus Snape behind her. He was holding a large case in his hands. Both stopped as they saw Harry on the bed. It took Poppy less than a moment to realize what must be done. Wand raised she began a diagnostic scan of Harry, fighting back tears as she saw the list of wounds increase, right leg, shattered tibia and broken femur, left leg, broken fibia, three cracked ribs, two broken ribs, three broken vertebrae, severe damage to his spinal column, second and third degree burns on his chest and neck, and severe infection on his chest. She stepped back for a moment catching her breath before turning to Snape and Remus, "Both of you hold him down. His magical core is severely depleted and I am unsure as to use a body bind on him in this state. His bones must be reset and it will be a lot of pain. Unfortunately I can't give him any potions until we get them reset."
Remus and Snape both nodded and stood on either side of Harry, holding him down as tightly as they dared as Poppy began to set the bones.
Two hours of screaming and apologies after Harry's bones were set correctly and potions were being forced down his throat. Remus sat back on the other bed with his head hung low as he mumbled apologies to Harry. Snape stared at the young man in the bed for a moment, his entire idea of the boy had changed. He was not spoiled, he was abused. Not pampered and given everything he could ever want like the boy's father, but the complete opposite. Potter was just like himself. Beaten and abused, but to live through that and have a good heart, Potter was a better person than himself and the worst part to Snape was that he was no better than the people that did this to Potter. He never physically hurt the boy but he was verbally and emotionally abusive. He left the room, there was much to think about. Particularly his own behavior towards the boy.
Poppy looked over at Remus and rest a hand on his shoulder, "It is up to him now. I will be back every day to check on him. The best thing to do is to keep those healing potions going every four to six hours. After he has healed more I am going to put him into a healing coma." He squeezed his shoulder lightly, "You did all you could. He is strong. He will be alright." She gave Harry one last glance before leaving the room. She headed back down the stairs headed towards the fireplace, when she noticed Snape was sitting in one of the chairs his head in his hands as he was lost in deep thought. She handed him a calming draught before she left heading back to Hogwarts.
For the next week Remus, Snape, and Poppy took turns sitting with Harry administering potions when they were called for. Poppy saw enough improvement of Harry's core to put him into a healing coma to allow his body the rest it needed to finish healing the damage from his uncle's beating.
It took two weeks for Harry to wake after being put into the coma. His core was replenished and it appeared that his body was healed. As his eyes cracked open he noticed that the room he was in was terribly bright compared to the cupboard that he had last woken to. He remembered seeing Remus, but was unsure if that was just a dream and he was dead, or if it really happened. He opened his eyes wider and looked around him, spotting the fuzzy outline of his glasses he reached out making a move to grab him when his hand was suddenly seized. Harry fought to pull his hand free but the fight didn't last long before his strength was almost drained, "Let me go." His voice was quiet and raspy as he glared at the offensive hand that had a hold of him. the hand suddenly released him and grabbed the glasses and pushed them, none too gently, onto his face. Harry blinked several times to focus his eyes and saw that it was Snape that was sitting by his bed. He groaned inwardly at the sight of the man and flopped his head back down in the pillows, "Come to kick me while I'm down, Professor?"
A/N: Well, let me know what you think. I was unsure of where to end the chapter. I have a bit more written, let me know what you guys think and I may just add more. -Drizzt
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