THE PRECIOUS ONE
She waited for her husband and son in the study, and she knew they would complain to her. She heard the door open, and two people stood there glaring at her.
“Mother, how can you not inform me that my bride is here?” ‘It’s a good thing I bought Harry’s favorite dessert at the last minute.’
“You didn’t even call me that my favorite child is here. What kind of a wife are you?” ‘He can’t believe this woman didn’t tell a thing.’
They sit in front of her still glaring at her as if they want to torture her but she didn’t care and look at them in a bored manner.
“Just shut up, will you? I’m having a headache right now.” She rubs her temple. She suddenly wants to burn the house along with these two annoying idiots.
“First of all,” she looks at her husband “You have a business trip.” Then, she looks at Tom “and second you have cram school.”
“You could have called me. I can leave that boring meeting just be here with my son.” He would rather spend all his time with his child.
“Harry is more important than anyone else not even you two compared to it!” Tom said angrily.
She looks at these two idiots “Like father like son.” She just rolled her eyes.
“Listen to me first you idiots.” She is not in the mood. That moment, Barty came in carrying his husband’s suitcase.
“When I took off Harry’s clothes, there were many bruises and scars all over his body and he is so thin that I can see his ribs.” She worried to what happened to her little angel.
“What?!” The two shouts furiously.
Barty who can’t help but listen to them. He may not know this Harry well, but hearing these words reminded him of his childhood and made him sad, because what happened to him happened to Harry who was already loved by his masters and mistress (more likely they are obsessed already).
“If I may,” he bows at them, “I think he is being abused by his relatives?” Then suddenly, the room fell into abnormal silence.
“H-how can you tell that?” Merope said in her nervous voice, this was the first time he hears her mistress in that voice.
“It happened to me when I was young mistress.” He said in a sad voice. “My father always beats me every day and often locks me up in our basement and he always makes me starve to death.”
He doesn’t want to remember those awful days he has. He didn’t feel regret after he killed his father when he was a teenager and at that time he met Mr. Riddle who still accepted him and offer him the job. Now he is content with his life.
“My poor sweet baby.” She can’t help but cry imagining what happened to her child.
‘I should have burry that pig alive!’ Tom thought angrily, those vile creatures harm his bride. He will make sure those scums will pay for everything.
Thomas took his phone and dialed. “Abraxas I want you to investigate these Dursely’s. I want every detail of them and I need it this instant.” He said in his venomous voice. ‘Those pigs dared hurt his child!’
Barty for a moment was scared though the murderous aura in the room wasn’t aiming for him still he felt like he is choking, so he bows and gets out quickly. ‘I don’t know if I did the right thing or not but I don’t care.’
“Where is he?” Thomas tries to calm down.
“I put him in the spare room near ours.” She wipes her tears.
“What shall we do, father? I don’t want him to go back with those pigs.” Tom imagines how to torture those pigs.
“Don’t worry, I’ll find a way. For now, tell Fenrir they can’t step a foot here.” He stood up and left the study room and his wife and son followed.
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They were both lying in their king-sized bed. They can’t help but felt there is something wrong with the silence surrounds them. Merope can’t help it she can’t sleep no matter how she forcefully closes her eyes. Thomas keeps glaring at the ceiling, he wants to kill someone just to make him feel better. They both got up without a word then gets off the bed and walking fast to their door. When they opened the door, they saw that Tom was about to open the room Harry was in and stopped to look at his parents.
“What?” Tom wants time alone with Harry and his parents don’t get at all.
“What are you doing?” She crossed her arms.
“Well, I’m here to chase away his nightmares. I want him to have a good sleep.” Can’t his parents keep away from them for a second? “What about you? What are you doing here?” He crosses his arms just like her mother.
“Well, I want to sing a lullaby to him so that he won’t have nightmares.” She said proudly.
“I’m here to protect him. What if there’s someone who tries to harm him?” He grabs the doorknob and slowly opened the door not to try making any noise to wake Harry up.
The three of them take a closer look at the sleeping child. He is a precious one. Why would be someone do cruel to this little angel?
Merope move Harry’s bangs away, she was wondering why he was so small around his age, now she knows why.
Thomas wants to get angry but seeing the child who was sleeping peacefully makes his anger melts away just like that.
Tom wonders what can he do to save his precious from those evil pigs, he must find a way.
They stared at him for a moment, and then settled down beside him. Thomas is on the right, Tom is on his left, and Merope is on his back. This was a peaceful night for their precious one, they must protect him at all costs. It is their responsibilities from now on. They will give him all the love and care that those people took away from him.
When Harry woke up, he knew it was still early in the morning. He remembers what happened yesterday, he was having a great time with his new Mama and Aunties. He had never felt so happy before. He was fully awake now, he was shocked, he felt that something was wrong, but not the wrong way. The bed was soft and the blanket around him was warm, then he realizes that he was not the only one in this bed.
He suddenly notices there were many arms around him. It didn’t feel like he was suffocating, he feels like he was being cared for, loved, and protected. ‘This is nice. If this is a dream I wish this will never end.’ He suddenly felt sleepy, it was warm. If he ever saw his fairy godmother he would wish this would last forever. To others, this wish may be simple and plain but to Harry, this wish is the most precious of all.