8Disclaimer: I don't own any of the hp characters
Summary: new idea of mine. Harry woke up in the middle of the night to find some Death Eaters torturing his father. ( will tell the rest next chapter ;)
Family secrets
Prologue
Harry crept closer to the door. He peeked through the small gap and was shocked by what he saw.
5 men-or women, he couldn't see the difference- were standing in a circle around his bleeding father who was lying on the floor. Harry watched in horror as they cast several dark spells at his dear father.
He desperately tried to close his eyes. He didn't want to hear his father's screams nor see his father writhing on the floor in pain.
Suddenly he heard laughter, though he didn't recognize any of the men, he was startled at hearing the clear laughter. It was a woman's laughter, yet sounded somewhat hysterical. He leaned in a bit more, trying to recognize who it belonged to.
He didn't count on the door opening from the pressure and the next thing he knew he was laying sprawled on the floor. He looked around and saw the men turning instantly and pointed their wands at him.
"Well, well" one of them drawled. "It seems as though we have company."
"Didn't your matter teach you it's impolite to eavesdrop" a slightly nasal tone said.
"Ah, look at the icky wittle baby. He looks so cute with that scared to death expression on his face."
One by one they took their masks of. It seems they didn't find him a threat enough to have to hide their identities.
Harry knew what this meant; he wasn't by any means stupid. He was likely not to come out alive.
"Tell me, whatever shall we do with him" the drawling voice said. "Any ideas?"
As one all of them seemed to turn to look at –Snape!
Harry blanched. Harry knew that men. Grandpa Albie said that he was a turnabout Death Eater and spied for the Order. Harry also knew of the rivalry between Snape and Uncle Sirius and his father.
Harry had always hated that man.
The man detested him from the day they met – and he was only a year old. And the way the man looked at his mother. He always got that weird gleam in his eyes.
Harry didn't like were this was going.
One of them grinned and neared him. The guy was laughing maliciously.
"My, my, aren't you a pretty little boy."
"Rabastan, brother, leave him. We've got other things to do."
Rabastan grumbled. "Fine."
He pointed his wand at Harry
"Incarcerous"
He turned to go and stand with the others.
They stood in a circle around his father.
Only now did Harry notice the runes that were drawn with white chalk on the floor.
As Snape, Rabastan and the others started chanting, the runes started glowing an eerie green.
Harry dreaded what was about to happen, it certainly couldn't be any good.
He didn't recognize the language they were chanting in. he thought it sounded rather familiar to Bulgarian.
The runes seemed to glow brighter if that was somehow possible. His father screamed till his voice started sounding hoarse.
Finally after what seemed an eternity, in reality only 10 minutes had passed, the light subsided and they stopped chanting.
Snape and the others seemed exhausted, as if they had used a lot of magic.
Harry looked at his father and let out a breath he didn't notice he had held.
His father seemed fine, nothing was wrong with him.
He sighed in relieve.
Snape seemed to notice this, 'because he turned to him and smirked.
"Potter," he barked.
His father turned clear hazel brown eyes on Snape and seemed to listen intently.
"You are to tell no one of what happened today. This stays in your 'family'."
At this he seemed to sneer.
"This includes that bratty son of yours. Is this understood?" He hissed.
James nodded. The others grinned.
"I'll contact you for further orders. So don't Floo me, we'll Floo you."
Harry could only stare in horror as he saw what was going on.
This isn't supposed to happen, he kept thinking frantically. His father hated Snape; he would never even listen to him, let alone take orders.
It seemed that they did curse him.
"Poor little Harry." Someone near him said softly.
It seemed he was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't notice Snape approaching him.
"I'm afraid your childhood is going to take a turn to the worse."
The group put their masks back hum and headed towards the door.
"Potter" Snape said, not bothering to stop. "You can unbind him when we're gone.
And just like that they left.
Harry didn't know yet, but that night the door to a carefree childhood closed and he would grow up too fast.
The next few days everything seemed ordinary.
If it wasn't for the rope marks around his upper torso, Harry would have thought that nothing had ever happened.
He was hoping nothing did indeed change, until Thursday.
Thursday his father came home and Harry never saw the father he so loved again.
Can someone tell me the name of this story? I lost one of the stories I read. I know that when he goes back to school he trains a lot. And in one of the lat chapters I read, they got an assignment for DADA. They had to go through a dark forest, but somehow got transported to a real forest. He reaches the eye of the forest and makes out with the creature in the lake (slash) does anyone know this story?