Harry had been weirdly zoned out after he went to Dumbledore. It had just been a week after and he feared that there was something going on. Harry even had cried when coming back yet mouth was shut about why. Whatever Dumbledore had said made Harry that upset. The boy was even more quiet and had not talked much. It was worrisome but so far nothing really indicated why Harry had been upset. Until today Monday evening after he had fell asleep, he realized the extent of the abuse...

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Merlin was confused to say at least. He wasn't in his bed like he should be but at a weird cupboard thing. Not to mention that he was way smaller, and whimpers were escaping. This was weird and he had no clue where he was right now. All he knew was that something wasn't right. Had someone kidnapped him? Had it been Dumblejerk who found out who he was and decided to shrink him even smaller and putting him somewhere? He swallowed harshly at this thought, yet he felt scared, terrified even.

No. This wasn't his feelings but someone else's. He knew that he had always been connected with someone, who was never known. The last time he had this bad  of a night terror was with Tom. But who was this? It wasn't the first time that he had dreamed something like this. But this time it was someone else. And who is the bastard who had put him in an effing cupboard? He never had felt that much fear. Yes, he had a few times that fear when he almost died, but this fear made his blood freeze. Making him not be able to say even anything. His throat was tightens, and this was a first for him. Thundering footsteps were heard, and the door snapped open after it got...unlocked? What the hell?

"Freak, it's time for our daily punishment. Maybe this teaches you to stop being a freak." It was said with a sneer and he shivered as head looking up and he wanted to say screw you, but something else escaped out of his mouth.

"Yes, Uncle Ve-Vernon." It was said shakily and hell even his voice was not the same. Well shit he realized who it was... 

This was Harry and now he knew that Harry was indeed his descendants. Now he knew that this person was like Tom. Yet this was even worse than the other. At least Tom had a room. His body braced himself for the impact, from what he could tell Harry was maybe 5 or maybe younger. Who knows? All he knew that he was too small and when the first punch came, he let no sound out. Not something how a kid should react but he came not too far.

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He was a bit older and he could just watch as Vernon had smacked him on the wall. The pain made him grimace on the inside. It wasn't helping that Petunia had slapped him and yelling at him with her shrill voice, that he wasted food. The punishment wasn't just getting a beating but no food for four days. Yup, he had been right about the fact that Harry had been abused...

Someone will need to pay and he will so not let this one go. Because his heart felt shattered by this. 

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His eyes snapped open and he whimpered as rolling himself together. It wasn't even what he wanted to do but his first reaction was this. He had no idea how to react this and he couldn't help but start sobbing. Harry had to go through so much pain at a young age. 

Not even he went through something like this and even Tom. The one who had been abused too; had nowhere as bad Harry went through. The poor innocent bean had been treated worst then a house elf. God his heart stung painfully, and he needed Harry to get out of this place. Now he was sure that Harry went for help to Dumbledore yet probably was told that he had to go back or something. Or that was what he assumed, and it would make sense why he had been upset. He had not even realized that there was someone fuzzing over him.

"Shhh, your fine. It was just a nightmare..." It was said over and over again but it wasn't working clearly, and he couldn't stop himself reacting this way.

"What do I do?" Draco seemed to realize that it wasn't working, and he could just rasp Gwaine's name. He left but he felt eyes with full concern on him. It was Harry, resulting to make him feel just more horrified. God he couldn't help himself but freak out. It was not good, and this was really bad. Soon he was in a bigger pair of arms, and someone was rocking him softly. Making him know that it was Gwaine. It took a long time for him to calm down. When he done, he sniffed and almost bursting into tears again.

"Ha-Harry..." He softly called out and making the boy stiffen. He couldn't believe how someone could do something like this.

"We need to talk and with Severus. No arguing." He firmly said and sniffing again. Gwaine knew something happened and Harry starting to pale, and he could feel the fear. "You're not in trouble, I assure you but the headmaster and your so-called relatives." He softly yet shakily said and making the other stare wide eyes. His best friend had not let him go and even after he was calm enough, had been carried and he wasn't minding it. God, he needed this comfort so much right now. The other always knew what he needed and for this he was thankful.

"Sevvie." His voice was thick of emotions and Severus knew instantly something wasn't right. The only time he called him this when he was overwhelmed. His best friend was shocked as it meant that something really was wrong. Harry looked uncomfortable as everyone was now sitting in Severus living room. He got a calming draught, but he felt horrified.

"Harry, I need you to know that I am actually an adult." He answered and decided to start this there. Harry looked at him with furrowed brows and a question was on the other's mind. Why? He could tell that this wasn't something that the other liked.

"My brother figure works in the ministerium asked me and Gwaine to find out something. I got the information that is needed, but I need you to talk to us about what had happened behind close doors with the Dursley's. Because what they did is a crime and they can be locked in prison and Dumbledore had no right to put you back to them. It's actually a crime and just not right." He answered softly and the other looked down in shame. It was making him go to Harry and pulling him into a hug. At first, Harry stiffens but soon relaxing as hugging back.

"Wait he put him to the Dursley's?" Severus sounded furious and he nodded and swallowing harshly.

"I seen it, Sevvie. I dreamt of what had happened. It was just two memories and it was enough for me to-to break down." He answered with the same thick emotion and this was enough to make Severus grit his teeth and he felt Harry stiffen.

"Oh, so that was why- but why did you cry for me? I am not worth it trust me on this." It was said softly but there was as well some resignation in his tone. Shocking all three of them and he was finished with this.

"Gwaine and Severus. Be right back." He answered. He wasn't going to let this one go. He let go and giving Harry a soft look as well as a reassuring smile.

"You won't go ever back, and Severus I want you to get to know Harry. Because he needs to know you as I am sure that you want to put the past aside. After all, he isn't James." He reminded the other as jumping from the couch and changing into his adult form. He wasn't even waiting for anyone to talk. Because both of the other adults know that stopping him wasn't a good idea when he was furious. His eyes golden and his magic thrummed through him. It was clear to everyone that right now a Dumbledore made the worst mistake ever....

Putting Harry in an abusive household.