So. Some of you must be asking, is this crazy bitch REALLY gonna start ANOTHER story. Well my answer to that is, your reading this aren't you? I know I am TERRIBLE for starting another story when my other ones aren't finished and I am SO sorry. But this idea is just stuck in my head and I can't help it! I'm sorry! But, I swear, after this story is posted NOTHING but one and two shots will be posted I PROMISE! Okay? And I know I've taken forever to update my other stories and I'm sorry. I'm trying. I really am, I'm just stuck! Anyways, with that I'll end this lil A/N with this, here's the first chapter of An All-American Boy.
IMPORTANT NOTE: *~*SPOLIER ALERT*~* Haha sorry I lied, first here's an Important Note. So obviously I read the books and know the story, Peter (Wormtail) betrayed Harry's parents, Sirius died in the 5th book, Voldemort was killed in the 7th and yada yada. But for the sake of my story, Sirius was not killed in the 5th book and everyone knows he's innocent. As of right now that is the only main change you need to know about before you read. I'll let you know if there is anymore. Thanks guys, enjoy
An All-American Boy
Chapter 1
Harry ran into his room, slamming his door shut behind him. As soon as he was safely inside, he leaned against the hard wood and slid down 'til he was sitting on the floor with his back against the door. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath trying to calm himself. Slowly his breathing got under control and his heart beat returned to normal.
He reached up and touched his lip gently and winced. Pulling his hand back, he saw blood on the tip of his finger and groaned. Sirius was not going to be happy. Sirius was Harry's godfather, and was… quite over protective of him.
Harry heard his name called from the mirror sitting on his desk and cursed to himself. He knew that Sirius wouldn't stop calling him until he answered, and that was going to be a problem. He wasn't one of those obsessive parents that checked in on their kids every five seconds though; he had actual cause to worry about Harry's well-being. The Durlsleys definitely weren't the safest guardians in the world, the fact only proven by Harry's currently beat up face.
He sighed heavily and stood up, wincing as his bruised ribs twinged under his shirt. Slowly he walked over to his desk not even 5 feet away, wincing with every step. Trying to compose himself before Sirius saw him, he took a deep breath and grabbed the mirror, coming face to face with his smiling godfather.
However, the smile was lost as soon as the man caught sight of his godson. His lip was cut and dripping blood. His right eye was blackening around the edges and there was a deep sadness and hurt in his eyes.
"Again? That's it, I don't give a shit what Dumbledore says, I'm taking you away now. I don't care if were not supposed to pick you up until September 1st, I'm coming now," Sirius yelled. Harry flinched at the sudden rise in volume. He knew Sirius wasn't mad at him, but it still startled him.
"Don't Siri. You'll just make everything worse. Dumbledore has his reasons for wanting me here, not that he shares them with anyone these day- not even me," Harry said bitterly. Dumbledore didn't seem to tell anyone anything lately, even if it involved the reasons why he had to stay with his abusive relatives.
"Harry, you know I don't like this. What they do to you… it's repulsive. I want you out of there," Sirius said.
"I know Sirius. But… everything'll be okay. I'll be okay. I've survived here for 15 years, one week isn't gonna kill me. I can handle it," Harry said quietly.
He heard a noise and his head whipped to the door. Someone was definitely coming. "I have to go. Sorry I love you, bye." Not waiting for a response, Harry quickly canceled the call and threw his mirror on the bed, covering it with a blanket. Just in time to see his door thrown open, and the figure of his uncle looming in the doorway.
Sirius sighed heavily and ran his hands across his face. He hated how his godson was treated. He hated that Dumbledore knew about it, and still forced him into that situation. He hated that there was nothing he could do about it. And he hates, no matter how much Harry tries to hide it, the fact that he is so hurt and scared in that house. Sirius sees the look in his eyes. He may act like it's not that big of a deal, but Sirius knows better. Harry's seriously hurting, and by god he was gonna do something about it. No matter what he had to do, he would get Harry out of that house.
Sorry it's so short guys. I had to get you interested somehow :) The next chapter should be up soon. Promise. Don't forget to review!
