I do not own any characters nor the idea for said characters, all rights belong to J.K. Rowling. I will however begin to own certain characters in later chapters, like Jazz and Addie, you will meet them later. P.S. Their werewolves.
Chapter One: Unsuspecting Friends and Hidden Secrets
Every year he returned to his relatives home it got odder and odder however, the summer after fifth year was worse in all senses of the word, for Harry Potter was again being told what to do, forced into chores and beaten regularly because his Uncle had learned of his Godfathers unfortunate death. Then there was the fact the group of three Deatheaters moved in across the street to spy on the teen, yet they were under orders to not approach him just yet.
Finally the last thing that was weird was the fact Harry was going out of his way to initiate contact with the Deatheaters, especially Fenir Greyback the werewolf, the teen spent about every day he was home gazing at the werewolf who sat on the porch casually watching him. Two days before the first full moon of the summer Harry managed to slip away from his insane relatives and wearing a muggle repellant charm he skittered across the road to approach the werewolf who sat on the porch like he normally did. The two simply stared at each other for awhile, it was only a week into the summer, so Fenir just gazed back at him as if confused how he should act.
"Snape can't make your Wolfsbane Potion can he," Harry said it was more of statement then a question, Fenir shook his head anyways, the Potion Master was out playing the good little spy and had no time to brew the potion for him, this Harry had suspected, "Do you want the potion?" that got a nod, even if it was a slightly confused nod, "Alright," reaching in his jacket pocket he drew out four vials of the potion and held them out to the wolf, "Here...don't worry not poisoned, I promise I'm not as bad at potions as Snape makes me out to be."
Taking them Fenir gazed at Harry studying the way the teen held himself, a slight air of self consciousness and a sad look to his deep green eyes that if one looked at to long they ended up lost in the depths of them, before the scent of blood, salt and copper, washed over him, "You're bleeding," he noticed the crimson stain blossoming from the teen's back, blood was seeping into the large gray shirt he wore making it cling to his back like a second skin, "Why are you bleeding?"
"I live with magic fearing wizard hating muggles, you figure it out," Harry said with a sweet little smile that was obviously a mask, apparently he had many of them, "If you need more potions I'd be happy to brew them," with that he turned and went back to the house to do his chores. After the full moon Harry came back and saw Fenir looked rather ragged and tired, holding up a pepper up potion he smiled his innocent little smile, "This should help," as soon as the werewolf downed the potion and steam came out of his ears Harry smiled once more, "Feel better?"
"Yes I feel fantastic," Fenir had never had a pepper up potion that tasted that good or made him feel so great, he realized that the teen must have done something to the potion to change the potency of the potion, which only added to the many things the werewolf had gathered about the teen. He wore masks at all times, seemed fine with helping the other side, had no problem walking around bleeding profusely and seemed rather skilled in potions "What did you do to the potion?"
"Added a few drops of honey, works wonders," Harry admitted with a small giggle, this at least was not a fake laugh, he actually just giggled, "Don't tell Snape he'll flip out if he thought I was messing with the potions structure," getting a nod he smiled once more, this was again the fake smile as if hiding something, it only made the werewolf wonder what he could be hiding, "Oh and my muggle Aunt has decided it is time to welcome our new normal neighbors, she does not realize your three grown men living together or else she would not bother, to the normal neighborhood she lives in, so please try to look and act muggle."
"Thanks for the warning," Fenir chuckled, he could just imagine what the uptight woman he had seen entering and exiting the house would say if she knew he lived here with two other men and all three were wizards,that is before spotting the yellowing bruise around the teens neck, it looked like someone had tried to strangle him with a belt he could see the buckle imprint, "Are you alright?"
"Peachy," Harry smiled his fake innocent little smile again before waving and scampering back to the house, he never stayed long to chat just long enough to see when they would attack him, he gave them amble time, it was finally sinking in that they were not going to harm him.
When Petunia knocked on the door Fenir had Lucius answer the door and acted charming, the blond complimented her house, the car, her lawn and asked her in for tea. Once she was in the house they broke into her mind to satisfy their curiosity about how Harry had been raised. The way he had been acting and the wounds that Fenir had seen they were curious, they expected to see a spoiled little boy even after seeing him taking care of the lawn every day and lugging out garbage and the blood, but the imagine of flawless angel boy was still there.
However, they saw him beaten, tortured even, forced to be a human house elf, and whipped constantly things they had never done to another human being and they were suppose to be the evil ones. Lucius had to stun Fenir who wanted to rip the woman apart for daring to harm the teen the werewolf had come to consider a puppy of his pack; instead they modified her memory and sent her on her way.
Four days later Harry wandered over once more, he had more chores then normal and had been thrown in the cupboard under the stairs for accidentally burning the Dursley's bacon and had just been let out, and was startled when Fenir leapt on him to hug him close, his hands roaming over Harry's body searching for wounds, he worried over the teen and was terrified that the reason he had not seen him was life threatening, finding none he just held him closer.
Luckily Lucius pulled him back allowing Harry to take in a few gasping breaths, "You'll suffocate him if you squeeze him any tighter," getting a gasping 'thank you' from the teen he nodded and spoke calmly, "We met your Aunt, had a little trip into her mind..." he left what they had seen out, not wanting to upset the teen in any way since he had gone through so much in his life.
Freezing Harry looked away, knowing that they had seen how he had been treated cracked his happy mask and he did not know what to do but look away, "If you saw what I think you saw then simply say it," his mind applauded the fact he kept the shaking and terror out of his voice, he had no clue how they would take that news, did not know if they were about to torment him after giving him a glimpse into a kind life, were they about to pull that away from him? He hoped not, he actually liked them.
"You've been abused, a lot," Lucius said easily trying to ease the pain the teen had, he only had one question one thing that bugged him, why had no one stopped it he was the Light's side bloody savior, their boy wonder, the boy who lived, how is it he became the boy who lived to be abused? He did not have a clue and it unnerved him, "I'm sure if you tell-"
That seemed to be the wrong thing to say for suddenly Harry's mask snapped in half and he looked up his face, his eyes full of hatred and anger "Who should I tell! Dumbledore? He Bloody Well Knows! He's PAYING them to treat me worse and worse, to make me believe I'm dirt a freak! That way only he can put me back together, so I'll crawl to him broken and humbled! He is a bastard! How About The Ministry? Oh wait I can't, seeing as how they believe I'm insane, nutters, bonkers, off my rockers! Haven't you heard I'm the Boy who lived to Lie! They are hoping I'll die this summer did you know that? They think I'm a threat, a Bloody Weapon that does as Dumbledore demands! Well I'm Tired of it, I have no one to tell I have no true friends so screw this" Harry snapped out rather angrily before taking a breath and shaking slightly due to anger and with his power crackling around him he nodded to them, "Have a good summer," he said almost calmly and with that he turned and started back to his own home.
The two Deatheaters watched the house, watched Harry as he worked in the yard for almost two and a half weeks he never glanced at them, never looked up from what he was doing, he never came back. That is until the full moon was approaching again, then he simply wandered over and sat on the steps beside Fenir who was gazing at him shocked, the werewolf had not expected Harry to ever approach him again and yet here he was. Holding out the potion vials Harry had to wait a moment before Fenir finally took them, the teen did not know how to apologize so he simply gnawed his bottom lip trying to think of what to say, he wanted to apologize quite badly he had snapped and taken his rage out on the two men who had been rather decent to him even if they were spy's waiting for the kill order. Fenir sensed Harry was in some pain so he simply held him close to his chest for a few minutes, rubbing calming gentle circles on his back.
"I'm sorry I yelled...you did not deserve it, you're not the one playing games with my life, and I...I should not have snapped nor ran off the way I did," Harry whispered getting held even closer he smiled softly this one was a true smile, he knew he had been forgiven by one of the two he had broken around, "So what's new in our World?" he asked after getting released slightly.
"Dumbledore seems content leaving you here, the bloody goat fucking bastard, though our beloved little ratty spy has caught bits and pieces of him talking to himself, he's a true loon if you ask me, the idiot is breaking so many laws he's paying them with your own money," Fenir saw the shock and smiled softly the teen was not the light wizard they all thought, the wolf in him could sense it he was a dark wizard hidden plainly in sight, he was a perfect actor, a perfect manipulator, "Lucius has his lawyers on it," the blond man wanted to help the teen because in his gray eyes the teen should have been a Slytherin not a stupid Gryffindor.
"Will you thank him for me please?" Harry asked softly, his mind twisting over the facts he had just absorbed the Malfoy Senior was working to help him, the werewolf was willing to talk to him, he had finally found a place he had true allies, not the fake ones he thought he had in that tower at school.
"No need," Lucius's silky voice came from the door way, he had heard the whole thing, he had watched from the window as the teen walked over and finally decided it was time to make his presence known. Seeing Harry open his mouth to apologize he waved it off, "I heard you talk to Fenir, no worries you are still a teen, being a pawn for a lunatic is likely to make you snap, I took no offense," that earned them both another of the teens true smiles, "Having you back around is thanks enough, now lets get inside its almost lunch time," yet he saw Harry panic and look over to the drive way a car was pulling in, "Harry?"
"I'm dead," Harry whispered fear evident in his voice, he could not bring up his mask fast enough, they saw the terror on his face before he managed to bolt from them to try and sneak around back to get in the house that way, yet they watched as his Uncle grabbed his arm and forcibly dragged him into the house. The teen did not go quietly he swore and screamed to be let go, he fought tooth and nail and they watched in horror as the fat man literally threw him into the door before pulling his limp body inside.