A/N: I OWN NOTHING JUST THIS STORIES PLOT, THE CHARACTER'S ALL BELONG TO THEIR RESPECTIVE PEOPLE! I just want to say this is going to have abuse right of the back, and there will be future abuse, both physical and sexual, this is not for the weak of heart, don't like DO NOT READ! You have been warned, this will be and AR and some Weasley (except the twins, Arthur, Bill and charlie)/Albus/Hermione bashing. Good dark lord and company, HP/NL they most awesomest couple evr Dudley E/CH, CT/PH PH/LW PM/RL WH/FD, I will make other stories and it will be a HP and NL paring. THIS IS RATED M CAUSE I WANT TO BE SAFE.

Summary: The abuse that Harry has been receiveing has reached it's breaking point, when he turns 14, the only one who can save him and his cousin Dudley, who has been like his brother, is someone who is always in the shadows... Neville. He saves them after Vernon decides to express his affection towards both boys, and Neville just arrives after the 'present', he takes them to the Charmed Ones to protect. Phoebe feels a deep connection towards Harry, but can't understand why. Harry is given the chance to leave the horror of Hogwarts but the Tri-wizard Tournament is sure to give them a year no one will ever forget, Harry discovers a secret about his past and his connection towards the Charmed Ones. Can the new and improve Harry stand up against the evil forces that threaten him and his new family, what happens when the threat isn't who everyone thought?

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Chapter 1

In the dead of night a young boy was in his room, using all his strength to keep his uncle from coming in for his daily 'ritual' that ended up in him in an almost unconscious state, waking only by having his cousin wake him up gently to feed him his leftovers. He was glad he was able to have a great cousin but he knew that wasn't enough to protect himself against his uncle. Lately it has become even more violent he would continue to hit him, but instead of using his hands, he uses objects, mostly with his walking stick or his belt. Aside from that he would occasionally grope him and force him to do a strip tease for him and his cousin. He couldn't runaway cause Dumbledore would always return him back to his uncle who would begin dragging him to his room and start slapping him. He felt so alone with the exception of having Dudley with him, even his aunt would turn a blind eye at the cruelty her husband was doing.

"OPEN THIS DOOR NOW BOY!" He heard his uncle yell, banging on the door. He was sweating, his cheek was red from the slap his uncle gave him.

"Please let me sleep today and I promise I will strip for you willingly," he begged, he knew his uncle had a thing for younger boys, he would always grab his ass, or touch him in his private parts. He would even force him to touch his cousin's privates while he watched, with a sick and twisted smile on his face, as he would masturbate at the scene.

"FINE, this time, I'll have you do it to Dudley so he can learn the proper ways of controlling you." Vernon smirked at the though, his big round face was filled with chocolate, he was extremely overweight and walked with a waddle.

"I will I promise, just please let me sleep." He begged again, he waited patiently until he could hear the creaks of the locks on his door being locked, the floor board screaming under the pressure from Vernon's steps as he made his way to his room and started snoring loudly. Harry let out a sigh of relief and made his way to his bed, which was really small for a 13 year old, he couldn't help but wonder if his life was worth this much pain, he got up flinching as the burning sensation from his back intensified, he was lucky to be struck by the belt, the stick would always cut him, and it always left splinters that, with the help of Dudley, he could barely get out. He went to the full length mirror and saw in an expressionless face, his right cheek was throbbing and bright red, but his emerald green eyes still popped out, and his short messy raven black hair wet and fallen. He took his shirt off carefully, and watched in horror the cuts that were being opened again on his back by the stick. He mindlessly made his way to his desk, his room is really small there is barely enough room to move about. He reached into his top drawer and gabbed a cream his friend Neville Longbottom made for him, during their Third year at Hogwarts a month ago. He liked Neville, he would always be there for him at night when nightmares of being abused surfaced. He heard the locks being open and he knew who it was, he didn't even worry about anyone seeing the cream, in walks a boy his height a bit thicker than him, thanks to his malnourished body at the hands of his uncle, he had short dark blond hair parted to the left, and his blue eyes portrayed sadness and helplessness.

"Oh god Harry, look at what he's done to you." Dudley gasp, he placed a plate of food on the table, and rushed to his cousins side. He gently placed his hands on his shoulder to support him. He may be thick but what his parents didn't know was that it wasn't fat it was muscle, he's been training really hard to get stronger to finally take his cousin away and protect him until he can finally use his magic. Since a wizard cant' use their magic until they turn 17. As he placed Harry on the bed sitting he noticed the bottle of cream in his hand, "is this the creamer that your friend made you for the wounds?" Harry just nodded, he waited until Dudley closed the door before braking down, letting out muffled sobs as to not wake his uncle up.

"It just hurts so much Dudley, he was about to do that to me but I had to promise to give you a strip tease." He sobbed, his tears stung his right cheek. Dudley sighed and sat next to him gently patting his head in comfort, Harry just rested his head on his cousin's shoulder.

"God Harry, why does this have to happen to us." He let some of his own tears fall, he hated seeing his brother like this, cause that's what he thought of Harry, he was a brother to him. "Come on lay on your stomach, I need to treat them so they don't get infected." Harry simply nodded and laid on the bed, his face to the left, facing the food. He felt a cool tingling sensation as Dudley placed the cream on his back, he immediately felt his back burn less and less, until it was completely burning sensation free.

"Thanks Dudley, what's for dinner?" He offered the boy a weak smile, the boy just shook his head and grabbed the plate.

"Today we have, left over pasta, with left over garlic bread, and for desert two giant chocolate chip cookies." He named each item on the plate, Harry grabbed the plate and began eating, slowly otherwise his body would reject it. "Harry I think it's time." He stated in a serious tone.

"Time for what?" He asked, trying his hardest to keep the food down.

"Time for us to run away." He replied, he's always been suggesting it but Harry wouldn't agree, he was terrified that Dumbledore would find him and force him back to his uncle. He knew that it was Dumbledore who was paying his uncle to treat him like shit. He tried to get information about him but found out that almost everyone loved him. Except Neville of course, and his Head of house and transfiguration professor McGonagall, even his potions professor Snape, hated the man.

"I don't know what if Dumbledore finds me like he always does, and sends me back to your dad, I wouldn't handle it." Tears started to form at the thought he was shaking.

"You're birthday is in two more days I want you to think about it." He pleaded, Harry just nodded as he finished his first cookie, he couldn't eat anything more, so he gave the plate back, and watched as Dudley smiled and gently kissed the top of his forehead like he always did ever since they were both 7. "Good night Harry, and please think about it." With that he closed the door and locked it again leaving Harry alone, he didn't have his owl familiar Hedwig, because his uncle sold it. He put on another larger shirt, since his uncle thought that since Dudley didn't need it he wasn't going to spend money on someone else, so he gave Harry all of Dudley's old clothes. He laid on his bed carefully, god if you're out there please save me, he pleaded as the tears that threaten to fall fell.

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"Are you sure we should interfere?" A man in a hooded golden and white cloak spoke to the other in the same cloak.

"Yes I have seen that boy suffer enough, on his birthday we shall send him to get him and his guardian." The woman replied.

"But what about the balance." The man argued. Even though their faces were covered, the women shook in anger.

"Screw the balance Gilbert, this boy is their son, we can't just abandon him, and let that old fool have his way with him." The lady replied.

"I understand your concern Lillian, but it because it's their son that we mustn't let them know." The man known as Gilbert stated.

"Please, I cannot sit by and watch this young boy suffer any longer." She begged, pulling down her hood, revealing a young blond woman, tears falling from her hazel eyes. Gilbert sighed in defeat, he pulled his hood down revealing an older man with long black and white hair tied perfectly in a ponytail, his blue eyes staring at Lillian.

"Very well then, call on his whitelighter and tell him to go to them." Gilbert sighed, looking at Lillian who was smiling brightly and nodded before a swirl of blue and white lights surrounded her and made her disappear. He just shook his head chuckling.

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The boy was on his bed reading about plants and their effects on people, when a jingle called out to him. What is it now, I'm trying to see what I can do to help my charge, he thought. The jingling got louder, until he sighed his shaggy dark blonde hair covering his light brown eyes. "I'm going, I'm going, wait a bit." He whispered to himself. He got up and put a jacket over his white shirt, and black jeans, a swirl of blue and white lights surrounded him and he disappeared.

"About time," Lillian sighed, as the boy appeared in front of her.

"What is it Lillian?" He asks.

"It's finally time to take him away." She replied, smiling brightly.

He just stood there blinking at her in disbelief. "Really?" He sounded hopeful, he was still beating himself up for not realizing who his charge was, and when he did how he couldn't go to him.

"Yes, but this is different, I need you to cloak him and his guardian, from that old fool, it shall be done on his birthday." She stated.

"No problem, where do you want me to take him?" He was giddy that after two years of being his whitelighter, he will finally do something for him.

"Good, I want you to take them to them can you do it?" She asked.

"Don't worry about it, this time I won't let him down not anymore." He had a look of determination on his eyes, as he disappeared again.

"Good luck Neville, I know you can do this." She looked up at the spot where he left and sighed as she too disappeared.

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"You're getting better at this boy, now come here and sit on my lap." Vernon patted on his laps indicating that he wanted Harry to sit on his half naked body, all he was wearing was a shirt and underwear.

"Yes uncle." He gulped as he watch Dudley trying to look away, he made his way until he sat on his uncles lap.

"Very good my pet, you see Dudley this is how you control your pets." He rubbed Harry's thighs, sending shivers down both Dudley and Harry's spines. His aunt went shopping even though nothing was needed. "Now go and satisfy your cousin, like you promised." Harry got up and Vernon groped his ass, it was visible the hard on he was having. He made his way around the table and grabbed Dudley by the wrist and pulled him to the single couch, sat him down and began dancing to no music. His uncle took them both to a brothel and made Harry learn all of their dance moves, at first the strippers were disgusted but Vernon paid them enough to keep them from telling anyone. He began swaying his hips back and forth, as Dudley just watched, that was one of the many reasons why Vernon made Harry learn to dance, Harry had this ability to make anyone of whatever gender fall into his trap when he danced, no one was immune, except older people, with the exception if Vernon. He then turned around and raised his as he continued to sway bringing them down slowly, around his head, down his chest, all the way to his hips. He turned around his hand still on his hips, and he slowly started taking off his shirt, revealing his petite form but even though he hardly ate, his body made sure he had muscle on him, he wasn't startled by the sudden sound of music in fact he was glad he had some form of distraction, he rolled his hips to the rhythm. This continued until Harry was in his boxer shorts, and Vernon was full blown hard and wanking off. Dudley on the other hand was borderline immobile, he just stared and watch as his cousin who he loved deeply as a brother was stripping down in front of him. "Good job pet, now go to your room and make sure you're ready for the guest I'm having, and no more funny business or you'll suffer, but first..." He warned him as he wiped the cum flowing out of his fat 7 inch cock, he made sure none of it fell as he went up to Harry. "... lick" He shoved the cum in front of his mouth, Harry had not other choice but to do it, first 3 times he denied doing it, he was forced to clean it from Vernon's cock, and Vernon would always shove his cock down the boys throat, cumming again in his mouth.

He finally reached his room only to be met by a letter, he knew if his uncle saw this he would rip it and burn it. So he opened it quickly;

To a Mr. Harry Potter,

We are both pleased and regretful to inform you that you no longer have a place in Hogwarts, we have decided that given the lack of commitment you have been showing, we think it best that you no longer be admitted, thinking of the safety of our children is the utmost importance. However there is a light at the end of this tunnel, it seems that Headmaster Grindelwald from the Durmstrang Institute is willing to offer you a spot in their school, your timetable is stapled on the back along with a form indicating you have decided to join their school.

As you know they are an all-boys school, and in the last 70 years began admitting muggle-born students. They are a very respectable school and have a very well reputation.

There is a letter behind this one from the Headmaster, if you would please turn it around and use your wand to reveal it, just say revelaret, and the contents shall be shown, and do not worry, once you opened and have read this letter, your trace has been cloaked temporarily for the next 5 hours, please feel free in knowing that your magic is able to work for a limited time.

If you do decided to attend their school, attached to this is a letter, you just need to sign it and return it as soon as possible.

My most sincere apologizes and congratulations,

Amelia Bones

Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement

Harry re-read the letter over and over again, tears falling from his eyes, he couldn't believe he was expelled from Hogwarts, what did he do wrong? He heard stories of Durmstrang from Neville, Ron and Hermione. Ron and Hermione both said that the school was full of barbaric and snobbish blokes, that they were apart of Voldemort's army, and that their headmaster was a dark lord. Neville on the hand said it was a very great school, if he didn't get accepted to Hogwarts, he was already accepted to Durmstrang, he said it was one of the most respectable schools, aside from Hogwarts, with a very huge selection of classes, and that they started admitting muggle-born, some agreed with Ron and Hermione even the Weasley's except for Arthur, Bill, Charlie, and the twins who agreed with Neville. He turned the letter around after taking out his timetable, pointed his wand at it, "reverlaet" he chanted, and in a delicate hand writing a letter sates;

Harry,

Hello Harry I am the Headmaster of Durmstrang, Gellert Grindelwald. I know this is all to much for you, but this was the only way to save you from my old friend Albus Dumbledore. He is trying to break you down to become nothing more that a vessel he can freely control, I have been trying to get to you but he has made sure that no one other than those he trust can get to you, so I wrote this letter in the back of the letter so that Dumbledore won't find out, thanks to the help of my dear friend Amelia. Now I want to tell you that Voldemort didn't kill your parents, he is not a dark lord nor am I, we are labeled like that because Dumbledore is afraid of our power, as he is yours, he tried to do the same with Tom (that's Voldemort's real name), but he got out before anything could happen. He is trying to steal your powers and your family fortune, you are the most richest wizard alive, and Dumbledore wants that power and fame for himself. I know this is a lot to take in, but I really want you in the comfort of my school, so we teach you a proper way, and make sure you and your cousin can live with me until you turn 17... oh yes I know about the abuse you are going through, I keep contact with one Neville Longbottom, and he has told me all about what that disgusting pig does to you, and how your cousin helps you in the shadows. Please think about going to our school, I will wait until the 15th of August to hold your spot.

Sincerely Yours,

Gellert Grindelwald

Head Master of Durmstrang institute

Harry, was in awe at the letter, he thought it was joke but no one appeared when he said the spell, and when he did the levitation spell still no one came. There was a knock on the door that made him jump, "I'm coming down now." He said, he carefully put the letter and his wand away in the loose floor board and got ready to head downstairs. Not knowing that he was being watched by his whitelighter in tears, as he witnessed his charge stripping again, this time to a group of men and teenagers, between the ages of 18 and 30. He watched in disgust as he was being groped and manhandled, by all the men, he was forced to grind on each guy and lick their cum, when Dudley punched one of the guys for trying to force himself on Harry, his father thought it would be punishment for Dudley to join in with Harry as he also was forced to strip and lick the cum from the group. He couldn't see anymore, in disgust and laid on his bed, happy to know that he will soon be able to save him and his cousin from that evil man. However, he needed to override the wards, preventing him to going to him, he grabbed a pouch from his drawer, hopefully this can work, he thought, looking inside he saw white dust.