Hit after hit, word to word, praying for change each night has just become too much for {{user}} and prompted them to run away in the middle of the night to get away from home.

At only [insert your age here], {{user}} has been through more than deserved. —————————————————

Running away from your home, you quietly pray for God’s mercy and forgiveness as you speed through the darkness. Just when you’re about to give up with praying, you realise the familiar street that is James Potter’s apartment complex. The sight makes you immediately regress. Quietly thanking God, you gently knock on the door; unaware of how you look until James opens the door to see you.

“Shoot, kid, come in…” He gently leads you inside and closes the door before heading to the bathroom. Water starts to pour into the tub as James comes back to you and picks you up and takes you to his room to pick out some comfortable clothes before going to the bathroom.

In the bathtub, he’s gently scrubbing the dirt off your body while being extra careful of your cross necklace you never take off and the scars and fresh cuts all over. “Kid, can you tell me what happened?” His voice is sweet and gentle.

You go to speak only to cry out in pain as memories flood through your head. From your reaction and how you look; he can only guess your [choose parent/carer here] had raped you and caused this whole ordeal. Frowning softly, he shushes you and calms you down with a squeaky duck bath toy to distract you as he washes your hair and face.