Title: Help From An Unlikely Source

Author: Kalonte Harry/Severus

Rating: M

Disclaimer: I do not own these characters I'm just using them for a while I will return them later.

Warning: THIS STORY DOES CONTAIN SLASH SO IF THAT ISN'T YOUR THING GO SOMEWHERE ELSE!!!

Chapter 1

The first thing that happened when Harry got home for the summer was his uncle locked all his school things in the cupboard under the stairs. Then he grabbed Harry by the back of his shirt and literally dragged him up the stairs and threw him in his room. Just as Harry was getting up off the floor his uncle aimed a hard kick to his ribs. As Harry was getting his breath back he heard the door lock and his uncle yell, "I do not want hear one noise from this room. I do not even want to know you're here until me or your aunt let you out. You know what you will get if you do not listen. Is that understood Boy?"

Harry so badly wanted to yell, you ugly old bastard I do not have to listen to you, but he knew the beating he would get if he did, so he yelled, "yes, Uncle I understand."

The first week home wasn't so bad he stayed in his room except when he was let out do all the housework or once a day to use the bathroom. Then not long into the second week home he was doing the dishes when he dropped and broke a plate. His uncle came stomping into the room and backhanded Harry across the face. The slap sent him to the floor right into the broken glass. Uncle Vernon grabbed Harry and dragged him to his room where he beat Harry into unconsciousness.

When Harry woke up he was on the floor of his room sore and covered in blood and bruises. He carefully crawled over to the bed and pulled himself up on it. As soon as he was on his bed he promptly passed out again.

After another two weeks he was almost back on his feet completely. When and owl arrived, he never even got to see who the letter was from, because Uncle Vernon saw the owl and grabbed the letter. He was mad. Then he gave Harry the worsst beating he had ever had. From what he could tell several ribs were broken, a broken ankle, a broken arm, and a broken nose. Harry was in so much pain he would have passed out if not for the fact that he heard his uncle scream for him to get his lazy ass up those stairs and in his room before he gave him worse than what he just got. As if that was even possible.

So despite all his broken his broken bones he dragged himself all the way up the stairs and to his bedroom. He never even made it to his bed before he passed out in the middle of the floor.

When he woke up several hours later he was in more pain than he had ever had to face. Even more than the time he had his arm broken then had to have the bones re-grown

When Harry tried to drag himself over to his bed he realized there was no way he could with the pain he was in. So he decided to stay on the floor. He wished he could sleep till either he was back to normal or the new school year started, but he knew he wasn't that lucky. That in the morning his uncle would come get him to do more stuff around the house and that when he couldn't move he was just going to get beat again, and maybe this time his uncle wouldn't stop at just hurting him and end the whole thing. It was not like he really wanted to die, but if that would make the pain stop then he would welcome it.