Catch Me Before I Fall
Part the First: Saved From Hell
Harry sank to the ground, his hands groping for something, anything, to grasp onto, to ground him. Yet there was nothing- nobody there to help him when he needed it most. He'd heard that the teenage years were when you searched for yourself, and there should be a trusted adult to turn to. But his "trusted adult" was gone; gone forever past the point of no return. Tears coursing silently down his face, Harry curled into himself, hugging his knees to his chest. Self-comfort and silence had come naturally after over fourteen years of the Dursley's "care". Scars proved that.
Clutching his knees and completely focused in on himself, Harry failed to hear the soft cracks signalling two wizards had just Apparated into his room and his named called softly. When a hand set gently on his shoulder, Harry flinched violently, jerking away from the non-threatening touch and cowering against the wall, raising his arms to protect against any possible blows. "Harry? Harry, hush, childe, I'm not going to hurt you." A soft, calming voice called, gently lowering Harry's wrist. Watery and unfocusedemeralds raised to meet soft chocolate eyes and worried obsidian orbs. Opening his mouth to speak, Harry was hushed gently by Professor McGonagall as she gently brushed the messy locks from his forehead whilst Professor Snape checked his vital signs."We're going to take you my manor, alright?" McGonagall said, gently soothing a skittish Harry while Snape gazed intently at the teen. Harry nodded, his throat constricted as McGonagall cast a soft Lumos, neither expecting the sight in front of them.
Harry was a mess, his face bruised, eyes blacked, blood crusted beneath his nose, tears tracks evident, and arms covered in lacerations. Both hands hung limply from fractured wrists, both having obviously shattered. Blood trickled down while yellow and purple bruises decorated the fifteen-year-old's body. "Who hurt you, Harry?" Snape asked softly, gently grasping Harry's chin. Harry tried to speak, failing from his broken jaw. "Your uncle, childe?" McGonagall inquired, Harry jerking his head in a nod. "That's all we need to know, Harry. Severus?" McGonagall said, turning to Snape.
Nodding, Severus knelt, and speaking softly to Harry, lifted him up under his knees and shoulders, cradling him as one would with a young child. Emerald eyes filled with wonderment that someone, two somebody's, had come to take him away from the hell-hole that was home but never home in the sense it should've have been. "We'll be Apparating, okay, Harry?" Severus said softly, onyx and emerald locked. Nodding, Harry sighed, his eyes slipping closed as he gave into unconscious, letting the blackness overcome him as the three left Privet Drive with two quiet cracks.
To be continued?
A/N: Short, I know! I started this as a one-shot, but it will more than likely expand to around a ten chapter fic. Although I might pull a JKR and decide to write even more. Did anyone else here from the interview on Richard & Judy that two more characters have been killed off! Personally, I think Ron and Hermione are going to die protecting Harry. Also be warned there will be plenty of OOCness and Dumbledore/Ron/Hermione bashing.: Short, I know! I started this as a one-shot, but it will more than likely expand to around a ten chapter fic. Although I might pull a JKR and decide to write even more. Did anyone else here from the interview on Richard & Judy that two characters have been killed off! Personally, I think Ron and Hermione are going to die protecting Harry. Also be warned there will be plenty of OOCness and Dumbledore/Ron/Hermione bashing.
Disclaimer: Nothing is mine. Nothing at all.