Harry Potter

The Heart Bleeds

By: The Wigster

Disclamier: I don't own anything Harry Potter, so don't sue me, all you'll get is lent. Harry Potter and co belongs to J.K. Rolling. We just get to have fun with them.

Summery: Harry goes into to hiding in the obvious of places. Love blossoms among friends and enemys. Can Hermione find Harry? Can Harry finish the final fight?

Pairings: H/HR, R/L, D/G

Chapter 1: A painful return home

Harry sat quietly in the back seat of Vernons car. "Those crazy nutters, telling me to treat you nice this year. Well boy, Only when your not writing that letter to them. Say one bad thing and you boy will not go back to that stupid school of yours." Vernon shouted loudly. Harry however didn't hear him. He was thinking of Sirius and all he saw was his face before it fell through the veil. The shock on his face and the pain in his eyes. "Answer me boy!" His uncle shouted, reaching back and slapping his face. Harry's head snapped back hitting the window and cracking it. Vernon was even more mad, his face turning purple when he saw the cracked window.

When they reached number 4 private drive, Vernon dragged Harry out of the car and up into his room non to careful. Harry didn't struggle as his head kept banging into the stairs causing stars to appear before his eyes. Vernon threw Harry into his room taking his belt off. Harry landed on his stomache, as he tried to pull himself up pain struck his back. Vernon pulled the belt back again and continue to beat Harry until his back was bloodied and Harry had long passed out.

When Harry woke the next morning he tried to sit up but moving tore open the wounds on his back causing them to bleed again. Harry struggled to make it to the bathroom taking off his blood stained clothes. He stepped into the bathroom turning on the shower. He winched as he carefully stepped beneath the water. The water runned down his back washing away the blood, Harry watched as it spairled down the drain. He remembered Hermiones wound on her arm, how it bleed. "No one else will die because of me." He thought. "Voldemort will pay." Harry finished his shower, and dried off, careful not to damage his back more. Dried and into a clean set of clothes Harry headed back to his room.

Hedwig was in her cage on his dresser, and his trunk was by his bed. Someone had obviously had brought his stuff up while he was bleeding on the floor. He pulled out some parchment and a quill, dipping it in ink he wrote a quick note to the order telling them he made it alright, and was fine. Hedwig however was refusing to let him put it on her leg. "Girl, if you don't take it, the fat git will hurt me more. Do you want that?" He asked. She stuck her leg out, displeased by the fact her master was allowing such treatment.

Harry's clock read 6:00 a.m. The Dursleys would be up soon. Harry headed down stairs and into the kitchen to fix his "family" breakfast. As they started down the stairs, Harry snuck out the kitchen door. He tested his back, and only a small amount of pain rippled down back. His anger rose at the pain, "Vernon and Voldemort must be related" with that thought in his mind he took off at a jog, slowly gaining speed. When he reached the park he circled back going faster, loving the way his body moved at such speed, he wasn't even on a broom.

Harry raced upstairs to his room the second he got home, the Dursleys not even noticing him. Hedwig had returned with a few letters on his desk. Harry gave her a treat, before sitting down at his desk. He opened the letter on the top.

Dear Harry,

Were pleased to hear that the muggles are treating you well. We hope you have a wonderful summer. Don't worry you won't be there long.

Be safe

Madeye

Harry tossed the letter to the side, nothing really important in it. He opened up the next letter, which was in Remus handwritting. He pulled the letter out woundering why he didn't write in the order's letter.

Dear Harry,

How is your summer vaction? Good I hope. Don't worry Harry, only one more summer to go. Soon although you must go to Gringotts. They have Sirus will for you to read and papers to sign. I will be there to pick you up in two weeks to escort you. Seen you soon.

Remus

With the mention of Sirus, tears began to swell up in his eyes. With a furious wipe he pulled out the next letter. Pushing away all thoughs of Sirus, the Department, and Voldemort. He had no time to deal with his emotions and he wasn't going to take the time either. The next letter was from Hermione.

Dear Harry,

Surprise, My mom and dad are leaving me home alone for the summer so I talked to Dumbledore. He agrees that I should stay with you for the summer holiday. I'll surprise you with where were staying. After Remus picks you up be sure to have your stuff packed. I hope your having a good summer, wait what am I thinking your familys horrible. At least there treating you decent I hope. At least you won't be there much longer. Keep safe and I'll see you soon.

Love,

Hermione

Harry began to think about spending his summer with Hermione and his mood reached to the skys, until he flashed back to the Department. He pictured her face as the curse hit her, taking her down. He had felt like his heart had been squezed by a giants hand. He knew he was the reason she was there in the first place. If she hadn't of cared, she wouldn't of been hurt. He was the reason why everyone was getting hurt or killed. He wasn't saving lives, he was the reason lives were being taken. "no more will die because of me" He silently promised himself. With ideas and thoughts in his head, he pulled out a freash parchment and began to write to Dumbledore.

Dear Headmaster,

I've been doing a lot of thinking. This year, we need to do something different and I have and idea. What if everyone thought I wasn't at Hogwarts this year but I really was, hiding. I can live at the castle away from the Gyriffindor tower. I don't want anyone else dying this year because of me, so I request that I privatly learn at Hogwarts away from the students but still there protected by the teachers and you. Perhaps Madeye and Snape can teach me what I need to know so I can be prepared against the dark lord. Voldemort will not stop until everyone who has ever been near me, along with friends and family,are dead. He will kill them all as long as I'm alive. I will not allow any more death and suffering to come across the path of the people I care about. Please help me.

Harry

He folded the letter, writing Dumbledores name on it. Hedwig stuck out her leg, allowing him to tie the parchment to it. With a hoot she flew out the window and into the clouds. With troubling thoughts on his mind Harry did the only thing he knew how. He began to do whatever exursise he could. As long as his body was in motion his mind was blank.

A few hours later, the snowy owl returned with a reply. She landed on his desk, his reply tied to her leg. Harry, covered in sweat, reached out and untied it. She hooted and flew to her water bowl taking a big drink from it. Harry unfolded his letter and began to read.

Dear Harry,

I agree with you. Tommorow I will be by at 10:00 a.m. to take you to Diagon Alley to deal with your Gringotts business and after you are to return with me at Hogwarts. I believe what I have in mind will have you satisfied. Now I will not say but you'll find out tommorow. I will inform Hermione and Remus about the situation and for them not to worry. She will enjoy her time with Remus I'm sure. See you tommorow.

Dumbledore

Head of Hogwarts school of witchcraft and witchery

And you know the rest

Harry similed, "Finally, I'm to be treated as a man. One of my ideas to be taken into full thought. Before he went to bed, Vernon came into his room, knocking him to the ground face first. Just like the day before, Vernon beat Harry until he lost concuoiusness.

When Harry awoke it was 5 in the morning, and again he was face first in the floor. He remembered what happened as he pulled himself to his feet, waves of pain traveling down his already beat up back. He pulled of his bloodied clothes and took another shower, watching as his blood washed away. Clean from his beating he dressed and headed down stairs to fix the Dursleys their breakfast.

As they came down for breakfast, Harry snuck out to run again, going faster than yesterday. He ran until it was around 9:00, then heading back to the house. With olny 30 minutes to go he packed his trunk and sent Hedwig off to Hogwarts to meet him there. At ten on the dot, Dumbledore arrived, knocking on Harry's front door. He opened it to see Dumbledore there, only without the twinkle in his eye as normal when they saw each other. "There you are Harry, ready to go?" He said. The truth hit Harry, this wasn't Dumbledore, but an imposter. "No" he said reaching around the side and grabbing one of the lamps and smashing it on the fakes head.

Clapping was heard from across the yard. Another Dumbeldore stepped out from behind some bushes while the fake in front of him faded away. "Bravo Harry, couldn't of done better myself." He said, with the fimilar twinkle in his eyes. "Shall we go now?" Harry asked. Dumbledore nodded leading Harry to a calculator. "This will be our mode of transportation today." Dumbledore said. Harry reached out touching it. He felt the fimilar tug at his navel before he was hurled into the Entrance Hall at Hogwats. "Welcome back, Harry" Dumbeldore said.

Author notes: Hope you enjoyed it. I know it's a little dark, but don't worry, alots in store for Harry and he's in for one heck of a ride. Please R/R, depends if I continue on or not. Not worth posting if no ones to read it. But it wont stop me from writing. Until next time,

The Wigster