"Fat pigs" the emerald-eyed kid spoke under his breath.
He had woken up hungry and left his cupboard to get a little snack but his aunt and uncle were in the kitchen eating AGAIN! Harry went back into his cupboard. Knowing he was not going to be able to go back to sleep before school he took out his art supplies his teacher had given him, she had told him he has real talent(like he would get something so glorious from those pigs nope!)not knowing what the drawing would turn out to be he just put pencil to paper and let his emotions guide him.
Harry looked at the abstract drawing something was missing, he just didn't know what it was.
"Time to get ready for school you freak" harry's uncle vernon said through the slits in the cupboard door.
Harry turned on the light to let his uncle know he was up. He heard the heavy footsteps of his uncle leaving before he slipped on a black shirt and black skinny jeans along with his black and white converse. He put on his circular glasses but didn't bother trying to fix his untidy head of hair, besides it went with the emo look he had going. Harry knew his cousin Dudley had already left for school and he was left walking by himself again.
"OMG Harry, I almost thought you weren't coming" Hermione said being more dramatic than necessary, the whole crew nodded and agreed with her.
"Yeah mate, and you need to really get over this emo phase" Ron said walking over to him and putting his arm around his shoulder.
"Ron!" Hermione exclaimed slapping his arm.
"What?" Ron asked looking innocent.
"That was extremely rude" Hermione replied.
"It's alright Hermione, i'm sure he meant no harm" harry said cutting off any replies or arguments.
"Now come on we are gonna be late for class" harry said even though he knew there was still ten minutes before first hour started. He walked away before any of his friends could protest.
Harry entered his english class and say towards the back of the room, he hated this class, because he was no good at english and he had this class with Dudley. Why couldn't Dudley go to a different private school? Oh yeah because this was the only mixed sex school it was this or the all boys school 'Durmstrang'.
"Hey, freak you ready for a beating tonight" Harry heard Dudley say. He looked up from his drawing he was trying to finish, he shrugged and went back to drawing. A fat hand smacked his desk and Dudley was about to say something else when Mr. Lupin walked in.
"Mr. Dursley, I advise you to stop bullying Mr. Potter or you will find yourself in Principle Dumbledore's office this morning" Mr. lupin said. Dudley scoffed and moved to his seat.
"Fat sack" harry mumbled to himself but of course heard him and chuckled, he had impeccable hearing. Harry went back to his drawing as more kids began to file in. Harry finished his drawing of an abstract dragon just as the bell rang signaling class to start. Harry put away his art supplies and drawing and took out a notebook and a pencil.
Towards the end of class harry had drowned out all of what Mr. Lupin was rambling about and started to draw in his english notebook. The bell rang signaling the end of class snapping harry out of his drawing haze, he looked at the drawing in his notebook that he had no memory of drawing, from far away it looked looked a dragon's head but if you looked close enough you could see that in the dragon's right eye was a smaller drawing of a boy who looked to be about his age. Harry gathered his supplies and walked to his art class.
In art harry pulled out his ipod that was provided by the school and put in his headphones(also given to him in courtesy of the school) and turned on his music. He took out a blank piece of paper but couldn't figure out what to draw. He went through loads of paper crumpling them when he messed up. Harry began to get frustrated, this never happened to him he was always able to get his creative juices flowing. Trying to calm down harry focused on the music blaring through his headphones, 'Don't Threaten Me With A Good Time' by Panic! At The Disco was playing.
After fifteen minutes or so Harry still had nothing the bell rang and he headed to his science room. He again ignored the teachers ramblings and sat there staring at the wall. Harry snapped out of his trance when he notice Neville standing next to him.
"Hey Neville, what's up?" harry asked.
"Umm…. we are partners for the project" Neville said looking confused.
"Project?" harry said expecting clarification, instead Neville ignored the question and asked one of his own.
"Harry are you feeling okay, everything's okay at home?" Neville said a worried look on his face.
Harry furrowed his brows "yeah" he lied.
He knew he couldn't tell anyone he was abused not even the people closest to him.
"Okay" Neville said his worrying features calming a bit, he still looked like he suspected something.
Harry was out of it for the rest of the day. He and Neville made plans to meet at the local library to start on their project.
On the way home from the library it began to rain, harry was soaked to the bone by the time he reached the Dursley's.
"Boy is that you!" harry heard his uncle say from the living room as he stepped through the front door.
"Yes, uncle Vernon" harry called to him. Great he was home, which usually meant he was in trouble, harry quickly changed out of his sopping wet clothes into dry ones. He went to his room(a cupboard he had convinced them to make a little bigger) and sat on his cot waiting for his uncle.
When harry heard the cupboard door open he looked up from his book.
"I heard you got Dudley in trouble today in english boy, now that's unacceptable so tonight i won't touch you but you will stay in this cupboard until i feel like letting you out, you will not go to school you will not eat unless i give you food and you will not shower, you will not step foot outside of this room! Do i make myself clear" his uncle yelled at him.
"Yessir" harry nodded. He watched the guy walk out, he heard the lock click from the outside. Harry turned away from the door and cried silently until he fell asleep.
Harry counted three days of no food and barely any water before his uncle Vernon said he would let him out but only to go to school and to come back home immediately only to return to the cupboard, to this harry agreed anything was better than staying in there for another full day.
When harry got to school on friday he didn't see the crew until lunch.
"Hey mate, how have you been" Ron greeted him when he sat down at the lunch table.
"Fine, i just had a little cold, stayed home for a couple of days" harry lied, he seemed to be doing a lot of that as of late.
"Harry are you feeling alright, you looking a little pale" Hermione asked sounding more concerned than harry would have liked.
"yeah, i'm okay still getting over that cold" Harry replied laughing nervously why can't they just let this go, harry thought.
"Are you sure you're-"
"I said i was fine" harry snapped. They all stared at him in shock of his sudden outburst.
Ron broke the silence "sorry mate we were just trying to help"
"Yea harry, only trying to help, it's just you've been so distant lately we were all really worried" Ginny agreed. Harry and Ginny had dated for a while but they broke it off cause they agreed they would be better off as friends, anything he wouldn't or couldn't tell Ron he told her.
Harry sighed you're right everything is not okay I knew you guys would began to suspect something you were all always so smart, Harry wanted t say but willed the words to come out differently "i'm sorry for snapping, but i swear i'm fine" he lied again, lying was beginning to be easier than he would have liked. Everyone nodded and ate their food in silence for the rest of the lunch period. Harry just picked at his food, after three days of no food and barely any liquids in his system he wasn't as hungry as he thought he would be.
He still caught sympathetic and worried glances from his friend but brushed them off, he had a free period up next and he needed to draw it's the only way he could blow off steam he hoped silently the block keeping is creative juices from flowing had gone away.
The bell rang and he bid his farewells to his friends before heading to free period. He was greeted by his art teacher when he entered the room, yes an art day! He thought excitedly. He immediately found an empty seat and took out his art supplies this time he knew he wanted to draw something he put in his headphones and began drawing his hand moving to the beat of 'Just One Yesterday' by Fall Out Boy.
"Good job, harry cool dragon" Mrs. McGonagall said. Harry looked at his drawing the dragon had silver eyes and platinum blond scales.
Harry smiled "thanks Mrs. McGonagall" Harry went back to adding detail to his drawing.
"Hey freak nice drawing" a fat kid said trying to grab at harry's paper. It was one of Dudley's friends Crabbe.
"Thanks fatso, it's better than anything you could do with you sausage fingers isn't it?" harry said snatching his paper from the clutches of Crabbe's sausage fingers, Crabbe looked shocked.
"What did i say something wrong" harry said feigning innocence.
Crabbe just gave him a death glare and stomped away, harry smirked to himself and was in high spirits the rest of the school day.
Harry had Mr. Lupin lie and tell the Dursley's he had detention so he walked around the town and got home at six. When harry stepped through the threshold he was immediately greeted with a blow to his side. Harry gasped as he hit the floor he looked up. His uncle Vernon was standing over him, harry was still gasping for air when Vernon's shoe connected with his abdomen leaving harry wheezing for air. Vernon's shoe attacked his stomach three more times before he spat,
"Get up you freak, you got me fired from my job. A disgrace like you shouldn't even be able to live" harry didn't know how Vernon being a screw up at his job was his fault but, deep down he really thought Vernon was right he shouldn't be able to live. He's right i don't deserve to live i am a burden to many people harry thought. He couldn't feel the blows he was getting in his gut as Vernon continued to tear him down with his words. Harry just sat there slumped against the wall his eyes lifeless.
Harry didn't know how long he sat there after Vernon left to go to bed but he drug himself up and into the bathroom. He looked in the mirror, some kid he didn't recognize was staring back at him.
Is this me? He thought is this what i've become, a coward? Then he came to the conclusion; no, i've always been this way out of all fourteen years of my life.
He turned on the water and stepped in, the blazing water foreign against his always cool skin. Harry stood there watching his usually tan but know pale skin turn red. Without thinking garry to the razor sitting on the ledge in the tub and slid it smoothly across his wrist he winced at the pain and watched the red tainted water go down the drain. He pierced his skin three more times before getting out of the shower. He put on a long sleeved black shirt and and dark blue sweats before he went to his cupboard for the night.
As harry lay in his cot wide awake hoping sleep would overcome him, a rare thought came to his head what life would be like with his real parents. As harry's eyes drifted and he was blessed with the sweet release of sleep he smiled.
That night harry dreamt of a beautiful silver eyed dragon.
A/N: sorry for the end plz don't kill me i' try to update soon (on all of my stories sorry) hope you guys enjoyed it the next chapter will have Draco