Hello Readers and Critics,

This is my first story criticism is wanted and there will be warnings.

WARNING: child abuse, muteness, partial blindness, bad spelling/grammatical errors

I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER!

Dreams/normal/ parsletounge/reading

There is a poll on whether Hermione should be good or bad on my bio. (Yes, I can change her if the poll says she is good, but for now she is evil.)

So shall we begin?

Ron has officially stopped talking to me. He said that I was a spoiled brat who deserved what Voldemort gave me. How kind right? My supposed "best friend" which has always been a loose term on him with his spastic fights and quick betrayal. In all honesty I expected him to leave at one point or another. He was just too ignorant and hot headed. Who I didn't expect to go with him was Hermione. I mean they got in constant spats but the second he breaks his friendship off with me she leaves with him. So now, I am once again alone.

It was Friday, finally, two weeks along in ghe year and I was suffering. My obvious muteness was becoming apparent. I still couldn't do even a little wordless magic so the professors were now giving me odd looks, but the probably thought I was just being lazy. At one point in time I was the suspected abused boy. Thank merlin those rumors diminished after my row with Ron before any of the professors were informed.

"MR. POTTER, DETENTION." I heard Snape yell. Great just what I need a detention with the devil himself. Who actively held a grudge against me for no unsupported reason. Sure he was nice to me when he couldn't recognize me, but then he thought I was injured and a poor boy who hadn't done anything wrong. Now I was a spoiled brat who refused to participate in class. After another excruciating hour of unrelenting torment. We were let go for dinner.

I ate my dinner quickly so I could get down to the dungeons praying I wasn't late. It wasn't hard seeing as I couldn't eat much without throwing it back up. In my rush I didn't see two figures following me. Until that is they decided it was high time they executed their "brilliant" plan. "Potter!" Goyle yelled. "I think it's time for you to be put in your place." Crabble said when he pushed me over. Goyle landed a straight kick to my chest knocking the wind out of me. They soon were kicking me all over when suddenly they stopped. Why did they stop? Not that I was complainingof course.

While they were focused on other things I took the chance, and ran for it. I could hear footsteps chasseing after me. When I turned a corner and stopped. I slowly heard their footsteps receding. I slowly slid down the wall. I could feel my magic trying to heal me ultimately failing as there was too much to heal. I heard footsteps coming up from behind me and I briefly panicked. "Potter!" Snape yelled. When I felt someone pick me up as I slowly drifted from conciseness.

"We must go, he is hurt!" A woman said. "No it is not safe for us to travel there until he is gone." A man rationalized. "Then what can we do?!" The woman exclaimed. "We must wait darling. He will come to us eventually." He replied. "I know, but I hate not doing anything, especially when he is such a drastic state." She said. "I know honey it's difficult for everyone, but it would risk the safety of our people to go. It would risk his safety as well. You know this" The man put a comforting arm around the woman as she leaned her head on his shoulder. "It will all happen in good time, my wife. As the prophesy says-"

My body jolted awake. What are these dreams? Who were they talking about? Me? No impossible no one loves me or even relatively care about my wellbeing, but, then why am I of all people seeing them? "I see you're up says a voice. "So why don't you care to explain some things to me. Why is that when I found you were beaten to a pulp as glamours were flashing off to reveal the boy who was severely injured who I talked to the student body about just the other day?" I put my head down being unable to defend myself. "And why did you not inform someone of your predicament? Or why did you feel the need to run away from someone who was helping you?" I shrugged my shoulders. I closed my eyes in defeat.

I knew now that he knew who I was there would be no more nice treatment and he would send me on my way without healing. That was my life no one cared about the poor broken golden boy. I heard Snape sigh "Well we need to continue to heal you. So, let's start off where we were before you decide to make your getaway" he set a piece of paper and a pen in front of me." So, how did you get the burns to your face and throat?" he asked. Grease, I nodded and went to his potion cabinet getting out three potions and a cream. I down the potions without them explanation and he rubbed the cream onto the burns on my face. "You'll need to take these every day for six months to heal the burns." He informed I nodded assuming that a house elf would deliver them.

"So how did you get the welts on your back?" was his next question. Belt buckle I wrote. He nodded and got out another cream and some bandages. "You'll need to take off your shirt for this." I slowly took off my shirt wincing as the rough cotton touched one of the wounds. He rubbed the cream into each wound one at a time and once he was done placed the bandages around my stomach and back telling me that I would have to do this for a month or more.

This process continued for two more hours. In the end my wrist was healed and I didn't feel any pain. I would have scars and wounds, but I was on the process of recovering and for the first time in a long while I gave a smile. "We need to discuss your living arrangements." He said abruptly I shook my head. I want to stay where I am right now. "Yes, but you and your wounds need to be under heavy supervision. I'm thinking I may need to take you out of Hogwarts." I shook my head. I couldn't leave! "You can still continue your training just at another school or somewhere else. I fear that Dumbledore may try to hurt you more." I looked at him quizzically. "You mean you didn't realize that he was the one putting your relatives up to the abuse? He keeps a very close eye on you so he had to have known. "I looked at him wide eyed. What! He knew that slimy old bastard. I felt my anger increase. I slammed my fist on the table. I was going to give that old coot a taste of his own medicine.

Half way to the door I felt a binding spell hit me. I fell to the floor. Why? "You need to calm down. Dumbledore will get what he deserves with time. We cannot just go up there and attack him out of nowhere, unless that is you want to be thrown in Azkaban. If you want go hurt him, we need you fight for the dark if we want to hurt him." He explained. I nodded that made sense. "So are you not going to go on a killing rampage?" he asked like I was a three year old who had just been naughty. I looked at him annoyed and nodded my head. I was soon unbound.

"So as I was saying before, I was thinking that I would 'kidnap' you and then transfer you to a new school under a different identity a few weeks later, but the problem is where to keep you during that time. Hogwarts will be thoroughly search during that time." He explained. I could go to a death eaters home. I replied. "Yes, that would be possible though I don't know any death eaters I can trust with your identity that wouldn't try to kill you." He said. I could go under my new identity. "Yes, but once it gets into the new that the boy who lived is missing it wouldn't take a genius to figure out who you really are." I guess I would just have to make them like me enough to not kill me or turn me in, and I'm sure that once you explained that I was on their side that they would understand. I mean I won't be wearing glamours and it's not difficult to tell I was abused." That is true."Snape said in deep thought. "I will contact who I believe will not kill you immediately and will take good care of you." I nodded. "I will be going now try to get some more rest. There is a dreamless sleep on the night stand over there." He pointed to a bedroom, I nodded saying that I understood. i watched him as he flooed to some unknown location as I went into the bedroom and downed the dreamless sleep.

When I woke up I saw a blonde head hovering over me. "So, Potter is the one I have been having dreams about." A Draco Malfoyish voice said. I blinked. What? Dreams he's been having them too? I slowly sit up in confusion rubbing my eye feeling around for my glasses. "Here" he says as he hands me my glasses. Unsurprisingly it was Draco. He smiled at me and for some odd reason I smiled back. "So, now that I know your secret can we call for a truce?" he asks. I look at him quizzically. He must have understood my confusion and replied, "About the abuse." I looked at him shocked, and quickly ran to a mirror I wasn't wearing my glamours! How did he recognize me? I was unrecognizable unless someone told him, but who Snape was gone and he was the only one who knew my secret. I looked around for a pen and paper to ask questions. I soon found the one I was useing earlier on the coffee table.

Moving towards it I could feel Dracos' eyes watching me from a distance following my every move. I got to the pen and wrote out my question. How did you know it was me? I write. "I used context clues like the wand and the glasses." He said like it was the simplest thing in the world. I nodded. That made sense. What do you mean about the dreams? I have been having them too, what do they mean? "They mean that we are soul mates, one of us is the grounder the other the that your or I am extreamly powerful and needs someone to control their magic." I looked at him shocked. Us soul mates? No, he was my arch rival! Why did such absurd things happen to me? Did the universe hate me? "I know I was freaked out to, but it seems it was meant to be. You know these things are extremely rare, and with you no less. Father will be so proud." He said pride and glee filling his voice. I rolled my eyes. Was this what it was like to be loved? To want to please them? Well, I guess understood. When I was younger want Vernon to accept and love me, but that was quickly banished as he beat me telling me no one would love me and that I was a freak of nature.

I looked up at him and nodded. He seemed quite content with the current situation so I felt no need to question it. I mean it wouldn't be terrible. Right? My worst fear is that he would abuse his power over me. "You know we won't have to enter into a romantic relationship though it is suggested. We just have to be friends" he said smugly. Though the thought of us just being friends disturbed me beyond belief for some unknown reason. I nodded though internally I felt as though I was being rejected. He probably didn't want a freak to be his grounded. I felt tears come to my eyes. Why am I crying? I haven't cried for years not from Vernon's abuse or my friends rejection. I've held it together fairly well despite my freak out the other day. I need to stay strong. I shook my head no need to get overly emotional over such trivial matters.

I heard a poof from the fireplace when Snape appeared. "It seems, Potter that you are going to be staying at the home of my husband, Mr. Tom Riddle, or as you probably know him as Voldemort. I looked at him shocked. He wanted to kill me! I couldn't go there! I got up to run when I felt arms around me. I instantly relaxed, these were safe warm arms. I could trust who was holding me. "He will not hurt you, he is a sane, nice man who will not put you into harm's way" the voice said. I turned around to see piercing grey eyes. Why could he just relax me like this?

We went back over to the couch to listen to the rest of what Snape had to say. "Okay now, Potter, that you have calmed down enough to listen to what I have to saylet is get back on track. No, he will not hurt you nor does he hold an active grudge against you especially once he learned of your current state of well being. You will be staying there for about a month or less, depending on how soon I can get you to transfer to a new school. He will help you with any problems that you have and will be the one to help you with any pain you may experince. I expect that you will also keep up you studies " He explained. I nodded. Okay I could avoid him for a month. This wouldn't be a problem at all. That's when Draco decided to speak up about our current relationship status.

"Sir, I must inform you of some new information about me and Harrys' relationship status." "Yes, Draco what is it? I can tell that you have decided to make a truce or be somewhat civil to each other." He stated. "Well you know those dreams I have been having?" Snape nods." Well it seems to have been Potter without his glamor." Snape looked at us shocked, but quickly covered it up with a neutral expression "Well your father will be very proud of your recent discovery, and I will be sure to mention it the next time I see him." "Yes, I plan on sending him a letter tonight about the subject."

"Well, Potter, let us go collect your most personal belongings and be off to my home." I nodded and stood up leading the way to my quarters. "Mr. Potter the Gryffindor tower is that way." I shook my head, and kept going towards my room. They followed me obviously curious as to where I was going. I soon stopped at my portrait door I went inside and soon the two followed me. "How did you find this place?" Snape asked awed. I just shrugged my shoulders and continued to pack up my belongings. Once I had everything that was important to me packed up I headed out the door back towards Snape's rooms. I soon heard the rushed footsteps trying to catch up with me. "What are you doing?" Draco asks. God, doesn't he know that I can't respond? Snape seems to think the same thing and decides to be my voice. "You know that he cannot speak correct?" "No, I did not know he could not speak. He always could speak in our dreams." "That Draco is because though they are based off of reality they are still dreams." Draco nodded. When we reached Snape's rooms he open the portrait door and lead us to the floo. He threw the powder down yelling "Slytheirn manor" and we were soon flying through the fire place. When we reached the ground I fell as per usual, but instead of falling to the ground the safe warm arms caught me. Was this what it was like to have a soul mate? Well if it was I liked it.

"Hello Harry Potter."

Ah I know I'm terrible not updating on time and leaving it on that note ,but oh well can't turn back time and I'm the author. i promise next week to update some what on time. Please review it helps tremendously. favorite and follow as well because it also helps. I want to answer a few questions from some reviewers that I felt I couldn't answer in the story.

ActualWeeb

This is for the lot of people who didn't understand how Harry spoke to Hedwig, also I had a blonde moment and forgot this is just a cover up for that cause I'm lazy. they have a bond and because he is so powerful he can do a telecommunication with her as well as a few people later on in the story. No one noticed he was mute because he covered it up and everyone thought he was a spoiled brat. Snape couldn't recognize harry cause his burns made him unrecognizable. Just look at before and after burn victims and you will know what I mean.

Thank you to everyone who has supported the story. You guys are awesome!