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Harry was laid down on the bed in the chamber next to Voldemort’s. Severus and Narcissa got to work on healing Harry an hour later he was stable and in a healing coma. Voldemort was furious as he looked upon his grandson he vowed that the muggles and the old man would pay. A owl suddenly flew into the room and landed on Severus’s shoulder. Upon opening the letter Severus was shocked it was from some of his students all Gryffindors. The twins were graduated but the others such as Granger, Logbottom, the Weasly children, were all currently at Hogworts. Wondering why this group of people whose hate for him was legendary would write him he quickly read the letter. By the time he was done he wanted to Kill Dumbuldore. Not only had the man know of Lily’s blood relation to The Dark Lord but he had also made it look like they had betrayed Voldemort to get them out of the way and manipulate Harry for his own use. When he couldn’t kill Harry he set it up so that he would become totally dependent on him. He gave the muggles permission to do as they pleased to keep the boy in line and it seems that he paid them to keep him as well.
“Well those ridiculous extendable ears of theirs are good for overhearing people after all.”

“What do you mean Severus?” In response he handed The Dark Lord the letter. By the time he was done reading Voldemort was shaking in rage and many objects in the room were also unstable.
“Bring the muggles here when Harry wakes he will decide their fate. Find some way to communicate with the children and bring them here as well.”
“Even the mudblood milord?”
“Yes even the mudblood now do as I say!” With that Severus was gone. He owled the kids and arranged to meet them in Diagon Alley at Weasly’s Wizarding Wezzes after hours tomorrow. He went back to Private Dr. stunned the muggles and was back at Riddle Manor within an hour.
The Next Day…
The following night Severus apperated to the back door of the three W’s and knocked all of the kids were there and waiting they looked nervous as well as ready to scream.
“All questions must wait until we get to the mansion.”
With that they all nodded. Severus pulled out an old book and said,
“Hold on.” In moments the group landed in the entrance hall of the mansion. The kids couldn’t stand it anymore and questions started flying.
“Where are we?”
“Where’s Harry?”
“What happened?”
“Is okay?”
Before Snape could answer someone else spoke
“Thank you for retrieving them Severus.”
“I live to serve my lord.”
Instantly wands were drawn
“Put those away I will not harm you. To answer your earlier questions you are in Riddle Manor my home and headquarters, Harry is upstairs in his room, His muggle aunt and uncle beat him and we went to get him after I got a startleling bit of news yesterday”.
He proceeded to explain about the time delay letter from the daughter he never knew he had shocked was putting their reactions mildly.
“He is currently in a healing coma but according to Narcissa he should wake in about a week or so.”
The group of Gryffindors was in shock.
“Can we see him?”
“Fine but only for a moment.”
“You all will be tutored in many things while here when my grandson wakes I will explain the situation to him and convince him to rule by my side you will be his followers not mine. Oh and by the way I’m Voldemort if it’s just us and my inner circle but my lord if anyone else is present.”
By this time they had reached the room. Voldemort pushed open the door and the children gasped Harry looked as if he was clinging to life. It was almost unreal Harry was notorious for getting himself into tough scrapes but he always walked away with his head held high. Seeing him on the bed fighting for his very life was terrifying. Harry was no stranger to the hospital wing far from it he often joked it was his second dormitory and Madam Poppy has said more than once that she was going to reserve a special bed in the wing just for him but he had never in the 5 years they had known him been this bad and to think it was his own family and muggles no less was insane.
“HOW COULD THEY DO THIS TO THEIR OWN FLESH AND BLOOD!”
Screamed Hermione.
“I wondered much the same but his torturers are in the dungeons when he wakes he will decide their fate.”
1 Week Later…
Voldemort stood at Harry’s bedside and watched him sleep. Then all of the sudden Harry began to stir and started muttering to himself. In his utter delight Voldemort raced out of the room a smile plastered on his face his dignity forgotten as he found Severus, Narcissa, and the kids and screamed
“HE’S WAKING UP!”
In a matter of seconds they were all racing to Harry’s room. To their joy he sat up in bed with a look of confusion on his face.