Hey everyone! Here is my new Harry Potter story. Now I must warn you, this story is not for the weak nor the easily offended. It will have cursing and very violent parts. There is child abuse and rape in this story. Also there will be a lot of light side bashing. It is rated M for a reason. Now I will not go into detail on the rape and will only go so far into the abuse. Also good Dark side. Now I must put that I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER OR ANY OF ITS CHARACTERS. But I do own my own characters. So here goes the story. Oh and if you see any mistakes please let me know!
Prologue
Harry's P.O.V.
Black, everything is black: the room, many of the bruises that cover my body, and even my soul has started to fade to black. I'm not sure what time it is. Days and nights seem to blur together until it's just one big unending hellish nightmare. I have no connection to the outside world because my uncle boarded up the only window in my personal hellhole, and he also busted the light bulb to keep it blacked out. The only light that penetrated the bleak blackness came from the hallway. It seeps up under the door, but it doesn't get far before the darkness swallowed it.
It's quiet through the house which means my uncle isn't home yet. He must have went to the bar again. I hope he drinks himself into a stupor, so he just goes to sleep when he gets back.
I'm glad my body went numb a while ago. It always feels weird when I have to lay with my legs and arms spread eagle while tied down to the shitty excuse of a bed of mine. I just wish my mind would go as numb as my body. If it would just shut down, I could get some dreamless sleep.
It's at times like this I can't help but think about all of the shit I've done while at Hogwarts, and more importantly the people I've met. If I was to be honest with myself, and I always am, I know that Dumbledore is just using me to get rid of poor Tom. I know what he did to the one people now call Voldemort. He messed up Tom's mind. Tom let that bastard Dumbledore into his mind to prove his innocence because he trusted the goat-face. I know all this because of this blasted scar; it connects my mind to Tom's. I have spent the time getting to know Tom. Well, getting to know his memories. He's not what others think, well at least he wasn't before Dumbledore's actions.
Dumbledore... I will never forgive that goat-faced bastard for anything that he has done for the 'Greater Good.' That is the biggest bunch of bullshit that I have ever heard.
I have been playing the part Dumbledore has wanted me to play, but no more. Sirius almost died at the M.O.M. because I was acting like the 'brave Griffendor hero.' It's time that I shed the title of 'the Chosen One' to become a true hero by taking down the tyrant that is Dumbledore.
But enough of that, it would seem that Uncle is back, and he's not happy. Oh the joy. I suppose I should blank out my mind before he gets up here to me. I have found that it helps with the abuse.
Normal P.O.V.
Vernon Dursley had been having a great night down at the local pub until his wife Petunia Dursley called him. She wanted him to come home and be a family man, like he use to be. Like hell was that what he was going to do! He came home to teach that woman a lesson, but when he got there, he couldn't find her. It pissed him off even more. Then he got a wonderful idea. The boy! The freak was still tied up in his room. Petunia may have cared about the freak, but she knew how dangerous it would be to free him. Vernon's whale like body stomped up the protesting stairs and down the hallway to the smallest room in the house. With a grim smirk on his face and a sadistic gleam in his eyes, Vernon kicked open the door letting light spill on the figure on the bed.
"Freak! Let's have some fun!"
Okay here's the first part. It's to short to be a chapter and really it's just there to set the scene and give the reader a glimpse into Harry's mind set. But I didn't want to leave you guys hanging so here's a peek at the real first chapter:
Normal P.O.V.
"What was that?" a very upset, but calm, Severus Snape asked the bane of his existence, Dumbledore as he sat in the headmaster's office.
"Well since you are the only one to have your lesson plan finished, you are the only one we can spare to send to retrieve young Mr. Potter." Albus Dumbledore said with that damned twinkle in his powder blue eyes. Eyes that could turn icy in a split second. Snape's jaw tighten so he wouldn't start sending curses at the goat faced man.
"Very well, I will leave right now." he growled out in a displeased tone. He gracefully stormed out of the office with a sweep of his black as night robes. He missed the crazed, knowing look in icy blue eyes.
Well there you go. Reviews feed my ideas!
