Seriously?

by ravenzsmoon

Harry Potter the boy-who-lived has had enough. After being sent back to the Dursley's and Dumbledore not believing him when he says they are mistreating him, he runs away. When he leaves though he comes across a certain wolf who might have other ideas for Harry which does not include leaving. Will Harry accept this turn of events or go down battling with the dogs.

1. Chapter 1

Seriously

Lying in my cupboard under the stairs, I wonder when my next meal will come. I believe it's been a two or three days since but I don't know. It has been like this all summer since I got back from my fifth year at Hogwarts. Going two to three days without food at a time, and when they do feed me they give me a long list of chores to do that is impossible to finish in one day. It all started when I got home from the station and Uncle Vernon threw me into my cupboard. I have no clue where he put my stuff, hopefully he did not burn it and luckily I let Hedwig out at the station.

But I am getting so sick and tired of everyone relying on me to save the world, but then to drop me back into this hellhole where I am beaten, starved, and treated like a mistreated house elf. I tried to tell Dumbledore what was going on, but he just said I was exaggerating and told me it was fine. Yeah right and I am obviously a blond haired blue eyed werewolf with rabies.

So I plan on escaping and Dumbledore can deal with the Voldemort infested world.

Later

The Dursley's have left on a trip for a couple days, so my escape plan may commence. They did not lock my cupboard so I had free reign of the house. So I searched everywhere and finally found my things in Dudley's second bedroom. I shrunk down everything I had, (I did not care about the underage wizard laws where we could not use magic) put it in my pocket, and went to the kitchen.

I dug through the food pantry and got everything I needed to make five peanut butter sandwiches. When I was through with that, I shrunk them down and put them in my pocket. I had everything I needed and so I was off. (I did not bother to leave a note, I had no need for them to know ahead of time that I was not there. I needed all the time I could get).

I started on my way to the woods by the Dursley's house and traveled randomly through them. At this time I just started thinking over a lot of things. Like I should have went into the Slytherin house instead of Griffindor sort of thing, I mean Griffindor is great and everything, but they are the most fickle of people. In Slytherin, everyone had everyone's back and did not turn on each other at the turn of a hat.

Several hours pass deep in my thoughts when suddenly there is a menacing growl coming from behind me. 'Shit, well I'm screwed'.