The Getaway
“Talking”
“Writing”
It was a quiet night on Privet Drive. Privet Drive in Surrey is a normal street with normal people and normal houses that all looked exactly the same. There was one house even though it looked normal, it was very different. No matter how much the residents of number 4 Privet Drive tried, it will always be different.
It happened 17 years ago, when a little baby was found on the doorstep of number 4 Privet Drive by Petunia Dursley. She knew as soon as she saw the little baby her life would never be the same, and that terrified her. That little baby was her nephew, and her finding him on the doorstep meant her sister had died.
For 17 years, the Dursleys tried their best to be normal, but the little boy was not normal, so he got punished for being different. Only the husband and wife knew the truth about the boy, he would never be normal. When the little boy started to do strange things, the husband decided he would try to beat the freakishness out of the boy It didn’t matter how much the little boy got bear, all around him strange things still happened, somehow it was his fault one of his teachers' wigs turned blue, or how he suddenly appeared on a roof when his cousin was chasing him.
When the little boy turned eleven he found out that all the strange and freaky things he did was magic, he was a wizard. It was only after he turned eleven that he finally got to sleep in a real bed, not a cot in the cupboard under the stairs. Every year he went to a school for his kind, a school for witches and wizards. At the school, the boy still felt like he was an outcast. Strange things happened at school, things that were weird even for wizards.
Every summer he would be sent back to Privet Drive, back to the abuse from the Dursleys. During the summer he would be put to work, doing the dishes, cooking all the meals, sweeping and dusting all over the house, spending hours outside in the hot sun tending to the garden. For six years no one noticed, they all thought he was a hero, he had survived when his parents were killed, he was supposed to be strong. He was Harry Potter, the boy who lived, no one looked close enough to see the signs of abuse. No one until Remus Lupin.
Remus Lupin, the honorary godfather of the now teen boy, arrived on Privet Drive late into the night. He had received a very worrisome letter from his cub, it just said, HELP. He always has some suspicions about what was happening to his relatives, but anytime he asked his cub about his relatives the teen had always changed the subject. He walked quickly to the 4th house, quietly he slipped into the house without waking the residents.
He went straight to the cupboard underneath the stairs to gather the teens' things. All that was left was to get his cub, he went up the stairs and stopped at a door that had several locks and a cat door. He tried not to think too closely and tried to focus on getting his cub to safety. Remus unlocked the locks with a wave of his wand. He quickly went to the bed and woke the occupant. The man left with the teen and appeared to a nearby park to wait for the teen to awake up.
Once he was fully awake, Harry Potter turned to Remus with a questioning look in his eyes. “What happened to you, Cub?” Remus asked, looking at a long thick, jagged cut that was still very red and slightly bleeding on Harry’s throat. Harry sluggishly tried to sign his uncle's name, but the look on Remus’ face told him that he didn't know what he was trying to say. So instead Harry took out a quill and a parchment and wrote down, “ Vernon.”
“That monster did this! Why did he do this?” Remus was appalled at the fact that someone would do that to a child. He gathered his cub into his arms and rocked him as tears silently started to run down his face. “ He was tired of being woken up by me screaming myself awake from nightmares, so he decided to silence me permanently.” Harry's hand shook as he wrote, tears now freely streaming down his face.
“ I’m sure we can do something,” Remus was at a loss when he heard it was deliberate.“ No, you can’t. He made sure of it, Remi. Can we just leave England? I hate it here, Dumbledore left me to die at the hands of Vernon. I want to live somewhere where no one knows the name Harry Potter.” Harry started to hyperventilate as he wrote.
“ Then that's what we will do. We can get a portkey to America, we can live a new life away from all the people who wronged us.” Remus quickly assured Harry, trying to keep the teen from getting more worked up.
“ So, we are leaving for good?” Harry asked, looking hopeful. “Yes Cub, we are leaving.” Remus said as he hugged harry. Harry was slowly starting to calm down a bit at the thought of being away from his relatives,
“ Remi, would you adopt me?” Harry wrote Nervously. He really hoped he would say yes. He always thought of him as a father figure, he hoped Remus thought of him as his son.
“Would you really want me too?” Remus asked not wanting to get too hopeful. He always had thought of Harry as his own. In fact on full moons, Moony had always been restless, because he could feel that his cub was not safe. The only way a werewolf would be calm on a full moon is if their mate and/or cub/cubs were with them.
“ Yes, I have always thought of you as a father figure and hopefully you think of me as a son.” Harry wrote, starting to get nervous thinking that he didn’t want him. Remus quickly pulled Harry closer as he assured him that he would love to be his dad. “ You want me?” Harry couldn’t believe it, Remus wanted him even though he was damaged.
“Of course I want you. You are my Cub, nothing could make me not want you.” Remus squeezed Harry tighter and Harry squeezed Remus as he started crying harder.
“Why don't I change the location of the portkey, and have it take us to America and start our new life as a family?” Remus said when Harry started calming down. Remus got up first and he helped Harry up. Remus grabbed the portkey from his pocket holding it out for Harry to grab. When Remus was sure Harry had a hold of the portkey, he shouted out the activation word, freedom. With a quick jerk they got whisked away to Fork, Washington.