Special Victims Unit: A Story Of A Survivor

A Harry Potter/Law & Order: SVU Crossover

Part Three

Chapter Three

Author Note/Disclaimer: The book series was created and owned by J.K. Rowling. I take no credit in the amazing and creative world she made. The only thing I own is my imagination and any original characters you may see. I also do not own the series Law & Order SVU that was created by Dick Wolf. Any characters you see in this story from the show are not mine. I'm just using them for my own amusement.

This story was adopted from severus-is-my-man5690. The first and second chapter is severus-is-my-man5690, everything else after that is my own writing.

Summary: The Dursley's reluctantly take Harry with them on a business trip to America. There the Dursley's get caught red handed in an attempt to rid themselves of the boy. Can justice be served? Or will Harry die without knowing someone cared?

Pairings: Harry Potter/?

Settings: Takes place in the sixth year of Harry Potter, but it is different than the book in some takes place three years before the first season of Law & Order: SVU.

Warnings: Torture, Cursing, Sexual Intercourse Scenes, M/M Coupling, M/F Coupling, F/F Couplings, Crude Language, Slavery, Rape (Non-Consensual Rape), Attempted Rape, Talk of Rape, Kidnapping, Black Mailing, Drugs, Drug Dealing, Underage Drinking, Murder, Suicide, Racism, Racial Labeling, Emotional Abuse, Physical Abuse, Sexual Abuse, Mental Abuse, Weapons, Stealing, Statutory Rape, Manipulative Dumbledore, Bashing of Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Dumbledore, ect. There may be bashing of other characters (depending)

"Had Enough"

By: Breaking Benjamin

Milk it for all it's worth.
Make sure you get there first.
The apple of your eye,
The rotten core inside,
We are all prisoners.
Things couldn't get much worse.
I've had it up to here; you know your end is near.

[Chorus:]
You had to have it all,
Well have you had enough?
You greedy little bastard,
You will get what you deserve.
When all is said and done,
I will be the one to leave you in the misery and hate what you've become.

Intoxicated eyes, no longer live that life.
You should have learned by now, I'll burn this whole world down.
I need some peace of mind, no fear of what's behind.
You think you've won this fight; you've only lost your mind.

[Chorus:]
You had to have it all,
Well have you had enough?
You greedy little bastard,
You will get what you deserve.
When all is said and done,
I will be the one to leave you in the misery and hate what you've become.

Hold me down (I will live again)
Pull me out (I will break it in)
Hold me down (better in the end)
Hold me down.

[Chorus]
You had to have it all,
Well have you had enough?
You greedy little bastard,
You will get what you deserve.
When all is said and done,
I will be the one to leave you in the misery and hate what you've become.

Heaven help you.

Previously

"Stabler, Benson!" The two Detectives heard the Captain yelled from his office, his voice echoing through the room of desks. "Airport security just called, you're suspects are trying to book a flight back to Britain. You best get down there, now!" The duo looked between each other before they quickly began to grab their badges, guns, and jackets. Giving each other annoyed looks that the people that were their number one suspects were trying to get away.

It was not going to happen. Not if they could help it.

Now

17th August 1996

New York City Streets

9:07 P.M.

The wailing sirens of the police cruisers could be heard through out the city. As they sped through the recently drenched city streets, zooming past pulled over cars. Olivia held onto the passenger side door as the car gave a sharp right turn before quickly straightening. If there was ever a thing she hated, it was driving as fast as Elliot was.

Olivia took a glance at her partner, watching his hands as they gripped the steering wheel in a tight hold, making his knuckles go white. His jaw was clenched and his teeth grind against each other. She could see how angry he was. Rape cases towards children, whether they were children or teenagers always angered him.

Of course, she felt the same way.

Any kind of rape cases angered her and disgusted her. It made her nausea's to know that people whether they are men or woman, could do such a thing to such innocent human beings. She shook her thoughts away and turned back to the conversation over the cell phone.

"I don't care! You keep them detained at the Airport!" Olivia ordered harshly. Her eyes flashed with the scarcely restrained anger she was feeling. "No!" She shook her head and nearly rolled her eyes as the car gave another sharp turn, this time a left one. They were getting closer to the Airport. Thankfully. "I do not care." She carefully enunciated.

"Vernon Dursley and Petunia Dursley are suspected of Child Molestation, Intra-Famial, Non-Consensual Intercourse, Physical Abuse, Emotional and Mental Abuse and Sexual Abuse." She was not about to let those bastards get away. "You keep them in that Airport and do not let them board that plane. Or I will hold you as a liable accomplice." Olivia knew she really couldn't do that, but if it worked in keeping the Dursley's in the United States, she didn't care what she had to say or do. She knew she took these cases a little too personal, but it was hard not to, especially when it dealt with children and teenagers.

Elliot gave a small smirk of amusement and shook his head at his partner. It was one thing the two of them had in common. They were willing to do whatever they could to get the bad guys; whether it was actually a legal way was the question. "Thank you." Olivia quickly hung up the phone and slid the flip phone back into her pocket. Her grip on the car door didn't lessen.

"They finally obey after you threatened them?" Elliot rhetorically questioned, a slight teasing tone in his voice. His bright blue eyes showed no amusement as he looked to the brunette woman.

"Yeah." Olivia sighed. "I could hear Vernon and Petunia Dursley giving the Airport security hell for it though." A small smirk graced her lips. "They're certainly going to love us when we get there." The two partners shared a look, one that spoke volumes. The Dursley's were not going to get away from them, no matter what.

They already had their Captain talking to the government in Britain, about the rape. As their suspects were not American citizens, which meant they had no jurisdiction doing this. After the government in London was informed about what they had done to a Lady and a Lord's son, they were more than willing to let the American's deal with the likes of Vernon and Petunia Dursley.

Elliot nodded slowly as he continued to police cars followed as they briskly drove through the crowded and dirty, streets. "We're here." Elliot quickly shut the car off before jumping out and jogging into JFK International Airport. The two Detectives jogged further into the airport, heading towards the staircase near the back of the building, were two security guards stood.

"Sir, we can't allow you up there." One of the men stated as Elliot and Olivia stopped before them. The two pulled out their badges, looks of impatience gracing their features. "Sorry Detectives." The security guard stepped to the side, allowing the two to pass.

Airport Security Office

The Holding Cells

9:48 P.M.

Elliot slammed the door open to the cell Vernon Dursley was being held in. He could with some difficulty hide the look of disgust and anger that wanted to appear across his face at the sight of the large whale like man. Vernon Dursley had no neck, only a double chin. His eyes were small and beady, like a rat. He had a mustache that covered his upper lip. The man's face was a multitude of colors, ranging from red, to purple, to blue. "Vernon Dursley," Elliot began as he pulled out a pair of double handcuffs, "You're under arrest for the rape of Harry J. Potter. You are also suspected of child molestation, physical abuse, Intra-Famial and the mental and emotional abuse of your nephew." His blue eyes flashed with animosity, the look on his face telling the other man not to mess with him.

"Now turn around and put your hands behind your head." Elliot ordered harshly. His temper was infamous within the Prescient and being in the presence of Vernon Dursley was only making it worst.

"You can't arrest me!" Vernon yelled. His face flushed, an ugly tomato red. The whale like man huffed and puffed, as he stood tall before charging at Elliot.

Elliot sighed and shook his head. Why did they always do that? He stepped past Mr. Dursley and quickly pressure pointed Vernon Dursley, making him fall to his knees. Pushing the whale like man to the floor, none too gently, he grabbed his double handcuffs (seeing as Vernon Dursley couldn't put his hands all the way back) and handcuffed him. "Let's add attempted assault to an officer." Elliot stated with a shake of his head.

With a sigh, Elliot spoke once again. "You have the right to right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be appointed for you." Elliot stated. "Do you understand Mr. Dursley?" Elliot demanded as he used most of his weight, Elliot pulled Vernon Dursley up onto his feet before pushing him out of the security cells and towards the front of the Airport.

"I understand." Vernon grumbled. "I don't give a damn!" He exclaimed. "That boy is a freak!" Vernon shouted while he struggled, even though he felt slightly numb. "That boy deserved what he got!" The man continued to scream. "I should have finished him off!" He continued. "That boy was a good for nothing freak that took everything and never gave us anything back!" He hollered loudly.

Elliot look disgusted as the spit sputtered out of the obese man's mouth. "Is that a confession?" Elliot rhetorically asked. "It sounds like it." He shoved the man forward when he tried to flail his way out of the grip.

"I'm not an American citizen!" Vernon roared. "You can't do this!" He fought.

"Mr. Dursley, please shut up." The blue-eyed Detective ordered. "We already talked to your government. They've made you a citizen Mr. Dursley." Elliot stated. "You're our problem now." The whale man stuttered and muttered as he tried to come up with something to say.

"Had just as much trouble as I did I see?" Olivia remarked. The two partners walked through the airport. Many civilians watched with wide eyes and curious looks at what was happening. "Mrs. Dursley tried to claw my eyes out." She sighed heavily and shook her head. "Why can't the suspects be agreeable?"

Elliot gave a small laugh. "Would you be agreeable if you were ever arrested for a crime you know you did?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Well…no…" Olivia trailed off. "But that's not the point. It'd make our job easier."

"Nothing about our job is easy." Elliot reminded Olivia as they put the married couple in separate police cars. The shrieking of Elliot's cell phone broke the silence that had settled between them as they watched the Dursley's being driven to the police station. "Let's head to the Department, and talk with the suspects." He stated.

20th August 1996

New York Memorial Hospital

ICU Wing

1:29 P.M.

Harry Potter faintly opened his eyes, before closing them at the bright white light that glowed above him, which happened to be the hospital lights. His eyes burned and his body ached. The feeling of a mild burning pain cursed through his body as he used his good arm to move was an uncomfortable feeling, but not the worst Harry's ever had.

A hiss escaped his lips as he collapsed back onto the uncomfortable hospital bed. His eyes fluttered open, allowing beautiful emerald greens to search around the room he was in. His mind was foggy and heavy. With every blink of his eyes, his mind flashed back to what had happened just a few days before. His throat felt dry and sore as he tried to speak.

"Ah, I see you're awake again Mr. Potter." The Doctor who was in charge of Harry spoke from the doorway with a friendly smile. "You must be thirsty." The Doctor stated. Walking over to the nightstand he pulled a cup of water into the Styrofoam cup and handed it to Harry.

Harry looked up from his lap and towards the male Doctor with a hesitant smile. Reaching out for the cup, he held it gently into his hand and took a drink of the cold water, feeling it refresh his dry and sore throat. "Is that a good thing?" He rasped out with a wince.

"That's a very good thing." The Doctor reassured with a friendly and warm look on his face. It made Harry relax slightly at the look on the males face. It was nothing like Vernon Dursley's. "We didn't think you were going to make it." He frowned with a sigh. "You had severe wounds and with how thin and weak your body is, well…" He trailed off with a small shrug. "It's been three days since you've been unconscious." The Doctor gave another small smile.

"Oh." Harry breathed out with a small nod.

"It seems your body is healing itself, helping you." The Doctor explained as he looked over his chart.

"It tends to do that." Harry stated. He shrugged his shoulders and looked back down at his lap. "Am I able to call someone?" The sixteen year old asked. His voice, even with drinking water, was scratchy and Doctor knew it must have been caused by his screams and yells of pain and help.

The older Doctor tilted his head with a furrow of his eyebrows. He was confused on who the teenager would want to call. Did he have anyone to call? He wondered. "Who would you like to call?" He finally inquired with a raised eyebrow.

For the first time in a couple of months, Harry Potter smiled. "Just a few friends." He explained.

New York Police Department

Interrogation Room B16

1:47 P.M.

The interrogation room was silent and cold. The overhead light was dulled, giving the room a dim glow. The cement flooring was hard and frigid. Vernon Dursley sat silently upon the metal chair with his hands cuffed to the table. His eyes stared angrily at the metal surface. After going through all that trouble to get rid of the freak, it comes back to bite him in the ass. It was ridiculous. It probably had to do with the freaks willy-nilly nonsense. The boy was a freak, always doing strange and unexplainable things and causing him problems. It was why the boy needed to be rid of. It would be a relief to everyone if he had just died.

Beady black eyes glared harder down at the table. If he ever got his hands on the boy…

Vernon was startled as the door open and shut with a muffled thud. Sharp, intelligent, blue eyes stared down at the handcuffed male with a dark and dangerous look. The Detective held a dangerous air to him. He was tall, taller than Vernon, standing at five eleven with broad shoulders and a muscular physique. His face had high cheekbones, a strong jaw and thick eyelashes that touched his cheekbones every time he blinked. "Mr. Dursley." The man's voice was low, but held an undertone of threat to it as he sat across from the obese man. "My name is Detective Stabler." Elliot introduced with a thin smile.

It had been three days to get a confession from Petunia Dursley, and after they did, they were finally able to talk with Vernon Dursley. Elliot wanted this case done and closed. He wanted those monsters locked away and never able to see the light of day, ever again. He felt a feeling of pride at the sight of Mr. Dursley's broken nose, bruised in colors of greens, blues, purples and browns. He had a split lip and a large bruise around his eye, along with some scratches. Elliot couldn't say why he was proud of a boy he barely met, perhaps it was because of the sight Mr. Dursley was in. It showed that Mr. Potter had put up a fight; and left some sort of damage on his attacker.

"Now that the "pleasantries" are done and over with, we can begin." He stated calmly. Arms crossed over his chest as he leaned back against the metal chair opposite of Vernon. "We already have a confession from your wife, Mr. Dursley." Elliot began slowly, as his words were lazily thought out. "She told me all about you and what you did to your nephew as a child and whenever he was back from his boarding school." He remarked with a sigh and shake of his head in disgust.

"Petunia wouldn't say anything." Vernon stated with a scoff. Beady eyes were filled with hesitation, as he stared across at Elliot. Elliot hid his smirk at the uneasiness that was held in Vernon Dursley's eyes.

"Are you sure, Mr. Dursley?" Elliot rhetorically asked. "It's amazing what some people will do to get out of jail, when given a bargain." He stated.

Olivia watched from the small room behind the glass window. She listened to Elliot speak to Vernon Dursley and was amazed at how calmly he could talk to that monster. It was probably why she wasn't able to sit in on the interview. She did, after all, had to deal with Petunia Dursley. It was sickening the things she learned from the woman, about what her husband did, and what she even did. The urge to throw up bubbled in the back of her throat, but the brunette fought it off.

She could handle it. She always did.

"Pet wouldn't do that!" Vernon thundered angrily.

"You don't sound so sure about that Mr. Dursley." Elliot taunted with a raised eyebrow.

"Y-Yes of course." Vernon Dursley stuttered out. Elliot made a ticking sound in his throat as he pulled the folder he held in his hands from his lap and set it upon the table. He flipped the folder open and pulled out a few pictures that they had gotten the London Police to send them from the Dursley's residence, as well as from visits to the hospital whenever Harry was too severely hurt. Elliot placed the pictures out in front of Vernon and began to speak slowly.

"From the very beginning Mr. Dursley, you physically, emotionally and mentally abused your nephew. You made him sleep in a Cupboard under the stairs from fifteen months up until he was eleven, where you finally put him in the second bedroom of your own over obese sons. You beat him nearly everyday of his life, you made him clean, denied him the food a growing boy needed, and denied him the proper love and affection a child needed." Elliot hissed with flashing blue eyes. "Then, you and your wife started giving him special attention." He spat with disgust. "It started when he was thirteen, you started it and Mrs. Dursley did as well." His disgust and anger continued to build. This was by far, probably the worst case he had to deal with when it came to adolescences.

"How many nights did Harry Potter cry and beg for it to stop?" Elliot demanded furiously.

"I did nothing the freak didn't deserve!" Vernon Dursley bellowed.

Elliot jumped up from the chair, slamming his fists onto the table. He grabbed a picture of Harry, showing himself badly beaten, ugly. "This is how Harry sees himself. Self-loathing. Dirty. Disgusting. That is what you and your wife made him feel . . . Do you have any idea how terrified he must have been? How confused? While you or your wife lay awake at night, protecting monsters, yourselves." He spat out. "You have robbed Harry of his childhood, his teenage years!" Elliot growled out as he towered over the man, making him cower.

"You'll never see the light of day again Mr. Dursley. You've already confessed, when you were arrested before." He sneered. Grabbing the pictures he placed them into the folder, closing it, and turning on his heel.

"Have a nice life in prison Mr. Dursley. You'll feel the same pain you made your nephew feel, tenfold." Elliot slammed the interrogation room shut.

Elliot made his way towards Olivia who stood leaning against the wall. "That was…surprisingly affective." Olivia announced. Usually Elliot Stabler never truly felt for the victims, he was always so emotionally detached.

Elliot sighed and rubbed his face tiredly. "Harry Potter is only four years older than Maureen, Olivia." He stated, running a ragged hand through his hair. "I…how can a parent do that to an adolescence?" He questioned. "When they themselves, have a child?"

Olivia shook her head, a heavy frown across her lips. "I don't know." She sighed.

New York Memorial Hospital

The ICU

2:30 P.M.

Elliot and Olivia made their way through the ICU and towards room two hundred and six, the room Harry J. Potter resided. It had been nearly an hour, perhaps more, since they had arrested The Dursley's and got their confessions. Now all they really needed was Mr. Potter's statement on what happened.

Elliot came to a stop and looked through the window to see the raven-haired teenager sitting upon his bed reading a book. His mind wandered back to the interrogation he and Olivia had been put through. "Where is he going to go?" Olivia asked with a furrow of her eyebrows.

"He'll probably remain here, in the United States. He'll more than likely be placed into the care of social services and in a foster home." Elliot replied.

Olivia looked to her partner and frowned. "You know…" She began hesitantly, unsure if she should really say what she was about to say. "I – I could always take him in, if he needed somewhere to stay."

Elliot gave a look of disbelief at his partner as he raised an eyebrow. "You…you would take him in?" He asked with a chuckle. When he saw how serious Olivia was, he frowned. "I'm sorry Olivia…I just don't see it." Elliot stated with a shrug.

"I could do it." Olivia defended herself. "And it's not like you could take him in," She continued with a shake of her head. "You already have four children, another would be too much, especially a teenager who's been so traumatized throughout his life."

Elliot shook his head and rubbed his eyes tiredly. "If you say so Olivia." He stated, rubbing his tired features. "Lets head in and talk to Harry. With his statement, we'll be able to officially close this case and let the courts handle the rest." Olivia nodded and together the two stepped into the hospital room.

Harry's head snapped up from reading the book and warily looked at the two Detectives. "Mr. Potter, my name is Detective Elliot Stabler, this is my partner Detective Olivia Benson, and we'd like to have a word with you if you wouldn't mind." Elliot softly explained.

Well, I hope I did this chapter justice. If the characters seem a little OOC, then I'm sorry. I'm trying to get into character. This is my first Law & Order: SVU story with a crossover of Harry Potter.

I hope I also made you all hate the Dursley's. What happened to Dudley Dursley will be discovered, probably in the next chapter. What will happen to Harry? That I'm still contemplating. You will also discover if those Harry thought as "friends" get a hold of his money. Also, some HP characters will more than likely appear in the next chapter as well.

Reviews would also be awesome! They make me smile and make me want to write more, they encourage me. :]

Hope you all enjoyed this chapter.

The Poll will be up until either next Monday or Friday. So, that means I have to wait to write chapter four, as that is more than likely when you meet Harry's partner. :)

Here is the OMC's personality/looks information for the Poll on my profile. It's to decide who Harry's partner will be.

Mikhail Zabini – He is a very handsome and muscular man. He has mocha brown colored skin; short, soft black hair and beautiful hyacinth eyes that sometimes look amethyst colored. His voice is seductive and smoky. Mikhail is confident, but not arrogant. He's easy-going, but determined when he needs to be. He's also very forgiving to those he loves. He's charming, an intellectual, resourceful, smooth talker, and an honorable person. Mikhail also loves his son very much. He's protective of those he loves and he'd do anything for them. He's a hard worker; he built his company from the ground up by himself. He's funny; he has a good sense of humor and imaginative. He's also generous and courageous. He's also a bit witty and sarcastic at times, but very trustworthy.

Nikolai Malfoy – He is an attractive and strong man. He has creamy pale skin; short, silky light blond hair that falls into his steel gray eyes. His voice is smooth and soft. He's inventive and sensible. He loves his family, but doesn't agree with them joining Voldemort. He can be a bit narrow-minded and headstrong when he puts his mind to something. Nikolai is also virtuous, he confirms to his moral and ethical principles. He's also stubborn, but not self-righteous. He's patient and pensive, but can also be gentle and suave. He can also be sardonic and harsh when he's upset or angry. He's trustworthy to those he loves.

Malachi Malfoy – He is a beautiful and shapely man. He has golden brown skin, chin length, dark blonde hair that falls into silver blue and crystal blue eyes (he has two different colored eyes). His voice is pleasant and husky. He's clever and ingenious. He loves his family, especially his younger siblings, but left them when his father became abusive towards him when he didn't agree to join Voldemort, Nikolai and Gregory took him away from the Manor. He's trustworthy towards those he loves and towards those he considers friends. He can be a bit straightforward, but knows when to be polite and vicious when he loses his temper. Malachi can also be very cheerful and sociable. He loves meeting new people. He's humble when it comes to his looks and always pensive on things. Malachi can be a bit rash and impulsive, but he knows when to be silent and watchful. He's also cynical and satirical when he thinks about his past or gets defensive.

Gregory Malfoy – He is a good-looking and sturdy man. He has lightly tanned skin, short, light brown hair that is usually messy and falls around his face. He has electric blue eyes. His voice is rich and steady. He loves his family, but is a bit too favorable to his oldest nephew. Malachi reminds Gregory of himself when he was the young man's age. He's precocious and wise, and willing to listen to what someone wants to say. He's dedicated and trustworthy to those he loves and constructive and creative. He knows when to be attentive and reliable. Gregory is a very organized individual and also responsible. He can be a bit cheeky and immature at times, but usually only when he's in a playful mood or trying to cheer someone up. He's hospitable and jovial to new people; he's always willing to make new friends. He's benevolent to those that he knows needs a little understanding. He can be a bit too nonchalant in serious situations. Gregory can also be obstinate and petty when he doesn't get

Benjamin Rowle – He is attractive and manly. He has tanned skin, short auburn hair that is usually spiked up. He has sea green eyes and a low and soothing voice. He loves his brother, but doesn't believe in the Pureblood zealots, and so he left their crazy beliefs. He is an educated and talented man. He's truthful to a point that sounds harsh and he's also a trustworthy person. He can be cordial and genial. He loves making people smile and feel better. Benjamin can be a bit sullen when he doesn't understand something. He's known to be mischievous and rebellious when he's feeling immature. He's confident, but not cocky. He can be serious when he needs to be and can also be kind and considerate to others. He's a very persuasive person and earnest when he truly believes in something. He's also diligent, always watching those around him. He can seem to be a bit prejudiced, but that's usually against Pureblood wizards and witches and how they act.