13 year old Harry Potter was breathing hard as he ran dodging spells of every color. He was alone. He didn't know where Dumbledore was. He knew that the wards had fallen he'd felt them. He figured the barmy old fool must have known too so where the hell was he? He figured it was a good thing that he didn't trust Dumbledore and never had. He figured that that was the only reason he was still alive. He had run from his Aunts house when the wards had come under attack. He knew two if not three people were following him. He was panting and sweating.

Suddenly, he was pulled against someone and his mouth was covered as he was pulled into an alley. He looked at the two men he hated the most. Lucius Malfoy and Severus Snape stood there fingers to their lips Harry shook his head. Severus rolled his eyes.

Three people stopped right where Harry had been only moments before. Harry's eyes went wide one was Dumbledore. The other two he didn't know a woman with pink hair and a tall black man. Severus put a finger to his lip again and Harry nodded rapidly. He hand on his mouth moved. Severus pulled Harry against him then turned on the spot and they were gone.

Harry gasped as they reappeared at Hogwarts. Lucius appeared with Sirius Black.

"S..." an elf grabbed him and Snape and they were gone again. This time when they appeared Harry hit his knees and was sick. "Sorry..."

"Merlin, Potter I expected better..."

"No, it wasn't that I've been real sick this summer..." He got to his feet and wavered but jerked away from Sirius and backed toward the wall. "Don't touch me, please."

"It's just me, Harry." Sirius said, softly, "You know I wont hurt you..."

"Yeah, I do..." Harry swallowed, " It's just ... I've had a bad summer... okay... "

"What is that supposed to mean, Potter?" Severus asked, Lucius had yet to speak. He grabbed his arm and moved him away from the wall. "Stop fighting me."

"Let go!" Harry screamed at the top of his lungs "Please, Professor, let go! "

Severus did never having heard that tone in Potter's voice before. He'd heard it before in some of his abused Slytherins.

"Are your ... Is Petunia abusing you?" Harry's eyes shook and he backed into the wall again with a hiss. He looked scared as he shook his head. "Potter, calm down and look at me." Harry's eyes focused on Severus. "Is Petunia hurting you?"

"it's just... a firm hand..." Harry replied, "They don't mean to hurt me... I ... deserve it... if I just did things right then ... " He was shaking "My head hurts... " His breathing was getting worse by the second. " Can I have a ..."

Harry fell forward into darkness.

"Harry?" a voice was calling to him. A voice he knew. " Harry?"

"Black leave him alone." He knew that voice too. " You need to let him rest."

"We need answers." a third voice snapped, "I do not take the abuse of magical children at the hands of Muggles lightly. "

Yep he knew that voice too it sounded like Draco's.

"Will you both be silent while I get..." Severus jumped back as Harry sat up wand pointed. "Calm down, Potter."

Harry looked at the three man.

"don't point your wand at me..." Harry began coughing harder and harder. " What are you trying to do?"

"I'm just trying to do some medical scans so I know what's wrong with you and can help you get better."

"i don't... I don't... I dont..."

His coughing got worse. Sirius stepped in to try and reason with him telling him that they were all on the same side and that Severus was the only one who was qualified to heal him and make him feel better. He swore that Severus would explain each spell he was going to do and he also swore that it wouldn't hurt at all.

Severus was true to Sirius' word he explained everything and took the scans he then started in on the healing after getting Harry out of everything except his boxers the boys whole body was black and blue. Severus kept explaining everything as he began healing him.

What shocked Harry was that Severus was talking in a nice calm voice and was being sarcastic or snarky. It actually made him warry but he wanted the pain to go and it seemed that he was actually willing to help him so he was allowing it though he stared past Severus and right at Sirius. That seemed to make him feel better even though he didn't know why.

Lucius paced back and forth waiting on Severus' scans. He couldn't believe it Harry Potter was lucky to be alive if what Severus had said. He got the and his eyes almost bugged out.

"Severus, this says that Potter has been..."

"I know what it says." Severus replied, " I have more pressing problems right now if I don't heal the internal injuries Potter wont last until breakfast."

That reality crashed down on everyone in the room. Harry's breathing began to ease somewhat.

"Calm down, Mr. Potter." Severus tried to sooth him. "I'm helping as best I can. It should be getting easier to breath. Nod or shake your head. " A nod and a hiss. "Okay, from here we'll have you blink once for yes and twice for no can you do that?" one blink. "Good. You have a collapsed lung one of your ribs tore into it during your run. I'm working on that right now. I need to fix fast so I need you to relax and try to calm down. Once I finish this I can get you a few potions for the pain and to help with the healing. I'll need to vanish some of your bones at different times as every bone in your body has been broken more than once. I know you hate Skele-grow but we're going to get you healthy and Lucius is going to take these findings to the Ministry so you can get amancapated do you know what that means?"

Harry blinked once. Oh, yeah he knew exactly what that meant it meant he never had to go back.

"Wait..." Harry coughed. "I want ... to ... give... statement..."

"Don't talk, Harry." Sirius said, gently. " Lucius wont go anywhere with out your statement but you cant give it until Snivy says okay?" Harry blinked once. "Good, everything will be okay, Harry, you'll never have to go back..." One blink. "You're doing great."

Lucius stared at Severus in horror. Potter wouldn't have lived until morning. How could that be? How could he be placed with those Muggles? Who had put him there? How had no one known about the abuse? Had anyone ever checked on him?

So meany questions shot through his head all he wanted to do was hold his own son for awhile.

Draco entered the room with his mother. Draco gaped at the sight of Potter on the bed.

"Dad, uncle Sev is Potter okay?"

"Draco." Lucius held him. "No, Dragon he is not but Severus is healing him. "

Draco and his mother nodded. They both knew that Severus was the best person for Potter right now would be Severus. Potter coughed and blood dribbled from his mouth. Sirius conjured a rag to wipe it up and vanish it out of Harry's throat. Harry took a few deep breaths.

"There we go. " Severus said, "Your lungs are healed now I'll give you a few potions that will make the rest of this a lot easier."

Harry pushed his hand away taking deep breaths and seeming to reveal in it.

" You can enjoying breathing all you want, Harry." Sirius chuckled "But you need to take the Potions."

Harry blinked once and swallowed every potion once Severus told him what it was and gave him a short explanation of what it did. He slid easily into darkness once more because he'd been given a sleeping potion.

Severus sighed in relief as Harry slid into sleep. He could now do what he needed to do to save Harry's life. He knew how this had happend and who was to blame and was planing on revenge. Harry was in really bad shape and now he had four people looking over his shoulders. At least one of them as useful he could use Draco to get potions he needed. Draco would know exactly what he was talking about and would bring him the right ones. All he was worried about right now was trying to save the hurt and suffering child in front of him.

Sitting in the den sipping firewhiskey the four adults sat talking about the child still asleep in the room and currently being watched by Draco and the house elves. Draco was in shock by the findings Severus had taken and had voulnteered to watch him while the adults talked.