(Disclaimer:All characters belong to J.K Rowling. The plot and storyline belongs to me.)

Harry's POV:

*I fought back tears as I felt another kick collide with my stomach. I looked up to see a smirk come across his big plump face,probably feeling triumph course through his veins. He grabbed me by my arm roughly pulling me up to his face. I flinched back feeling my cheek stinging. He had slapped me across the face as hard as he ever had before. I looked back at him scared that he was going to do it again. My breathing became jagged and my heart started thumping hard in my chest.

"P-Please s..stop."*I begged him. He laughed at the look on my face as he slapped me again,this time I felt blood on the corner of my mouth. His ring had cut me and I could feel the blood drip from my face.

"I want to make you wish you were never born!Your nothing but a waste of space just like your pathetic parents!"

*He threw me on the ground causing my head to hit the dresser. He stomped out of the room slamming the door behind him. Once I heard his footsteps fall away into silence,I let the tears escape my eyes. I slowly picked myself up clutching my side where my Uncle had kicked multiple times and sat on my bed. I picked up a birthday card that was set on the nightstand next to my bed and read it.

Dear Harry,

Happy birthday! I hope you like the present I got you,it

should come in handy for Quiditch. I can't wait to see you again,seems

like summer is lasting forever!Write soon!

With love,

Hermione

*I gave a small smile reading it. Whenever Uncle Vernon was done beating me,I would always think of my friends. But today was my birthday and every year that was when my uncle would beat me the hardest. And usually after he's done I do wish I was never born,it would save me from all this hurt. But I never cried in front of him,I refused to give him the satisfaction of that. I set the card back in its place and lied down on my bed. I closed my eyes praying for the aches and pains to go away but they never did,slowly I fell into darkness which was always a relief for me.*

Unfortunately it didn't last long.. *My eyes shot open when I was grabbed and pulled out of bed. I rubbed my eyes adjusting to the lit room. I tried to grab my wand from my back pocket until I remembered I didn't have it,my uncle had taken it.*

"I called you 3 times boy!Why didn't you wake up!"*He spat in my face angrily.*

"I..I'm sorry sir. I'm just s-so tired."*I said groggily.*

"Then this should wake you up!"*He pushed me towards the open door making me hit the side of it,I could already tell it was going to leave another bruise on my body. He grabbed me by my hair and pulled me downstairs after stumbling on a few steps from focusing on the pain.*

"Now do something useful with your idiotic life and make us breakfast."

"What do you want to have?"

"Pancakes you git!And make it fast!"*Dudley demanded from the kitchen table. I turned around while rolling my eyes and walked into the kitchen and prepared their desired meal.

After I was done,I gave it to them and asked if I could go for a walk outside.

"Fine but be sure to pick up the newspaper boy!"*My Aunt Petunia called as I walked out the front door. I sauntered to the end of the driveway and picked up the newspaper that was now wet from it raining earlier.*

"Hello Harry."*I spun around dropping the paper to see my next door neighbor Mrs. Flowers come towards me.*

"Oh let me get that for you dear."*She picked it up from the ground and handed it to me with a smile,which sent shivers down my spine. She took a step back and examined me,though it looked as if she were undressing me with her eyes.*

"I see Vernon gave you a hard time last night."

*She was the only one who actually knew that I was being abused but to me it looked as if she actually liked it. I nodded quickly and crossed my arms over my chest hoping it would make her stop looking at me the way she was.

I didn't even know that she had began to think of me in that way until last summer when I had agreed to help her with chores around the house,only because I wanted to get out of the Dursely's home for a while. But she ended up kissing me!Some first kiss right? After I had ran off,and gagging the whole way, I made it back to the Dursleys and avoided her ever since.

"Right well I need to get back-"*She cut me off by pulling me into an embrace,much to long for my liking.*

"Happy Birthday Harry."*She purred in my ear than kissed my cheek. I pulled out of her arms and took a step back.*

"Um right thanks."*I tried to say politely,I turned around and ran back inside.

"Whats gotten into you boy?"*Aunt Petunia yelled at me as I slammed the door behind me and began breathing heavily.*

"N..Nothing. Heres the paper."*I handed it to her than ran upstairs and into my bedroom to find Dudley standing there searching through my trunk.*

"Hey!What the hell are you doing!"*I ran up to him and grabbed the photo he had in his hands of Ron, Hermione, and I.*

"Ooo whos this, your girlfriend?"*He snickered while pointing at Hermione.*

"Give me the photo now!"*I tried prying it from his hands but he wouldn't let go.*

"Whats the beautys name eh?Maybe you can introduce me to her."

*There was no way I was doing that.* "She wouldn't want to meet a git like you anyways!"

"Oh please she shouldn't be hanging around a loser like you!"*Anger began to grow inside me as I grabbed the Daily Prophet from my trunk.*

"You see this?"*I pointed at the front page where there was a picture of me and Dumbledore in the ministry.* "Read it!"

"How should I know what this bloody means?"

"It means that I saved the ministry that night and everyone thinks I'm a hero because of it!So I'm not exactly a loser now am I?"*Even though I didn't like being called a hero or anything but right now I'm pissed off.*

"Alright what is going on in here!"*Uncle Vernon came in frustrated. I was about to say something but quickly shut my mouth not daring to start an argument with him.

"Harry threatened to use magic on me!"*My jaw dropped as the large man turned towards me.*

"You what?"*His voice began rising. All the sudden his hand smacked me across the face.*

"But I didn't!I don't even have my wand!"*I said touching the side of my face that stung.

Just as he was about to answer we heard a knock on the door.*

(a/n) Ok so that was my first chapter of Haunted wounds. I really hope you enjoyed it! It would be so appreciated that you review because I want to know what you guys think!Constructive Criticism is fine with me but it can be said in a nice way!(:

So there are more chapters to come to this story.

-Harmony4Life1