Okay this is my first fic ever and when I mean ever I mean ever. R/r and
I'll be your best friend not to mention the chapters might just be coming
out faster. Also I need someone to help and beta read my chapters. Any one
willing contact me at Adragonlady@excite.com
. Harry potter was just an ordinary boy, or so he would have people believe, but in fact he was as different from being normal as say a banana and apple were alike. It wasn't that he had no arms or the like, no no that was not it. You see Harry potter had great power one that had been with him since he was born. But the thing that really made him different was that he didn't want the power he just wanted to live his life a normal as he could, with parents, friends, hell even enemies, one's that weren't trying to take over the world mind you.
There were some nights when Harry felt that he should just end it all much like this one.
" Boy get down here right now."
" Coming uncle Vernon."
For Harry life was like hell. Living not only in constant fear of voldermont and his abusive uncle, but also himself. Harry had thought about ending it once or twice but then decided that he deserved all this pain, after all he did kill his mom just by being born and if that wasn't enough he had killed cedric a few weeks ago by trying to be the hero and letting cedric take the cup with him.
His eye's had lost the shine they once held, making them dull and lifeless. His heart was just another place to store the heart ach and loneliness that is his life.
" Boy hurry up, you don't want me to come up there and get you."
I slowly walk down the stairs to my uncle, my tormentor, my captor. Cuts and bruises on my legs and arms and chest are making me slower. Inflicted by my so-called family.
SMACK!!
" WHEN I SAID HURRY I MEAN FOR YOU TO HURRY, UNGRATFUL BRAT!" yelled uncle Vernon spit flying from his mouth.
I cower in the corner cheek stinging from where he slapped me. Knowing I deserved all this pain. After all I do hurt anyone's that even knows me, and I have killed people mom, dad, cedric. And I have ruined people's live's like Ginny's, cedrics parents, hermonies, not to mention the entire weasly family. Oh yah did I forget to mention siruses, remuses, hell even peters.
" ... ARE YOU EVINING LISTENING TO ME YOU FUCKING DISCRACE"
" ye.yyy.yes of ccc.course uncle Vernon.'
"DON'T YOU DARE LIE TO ME BOY"
By this time my uncle had me by the scruff of the neck, my feet a few inches from the ground.
" You deserve this boy" he whispers in my ear. Then the beating began. My aunt and cousin watched with amused expressions.
" Be careful honey don't want any blood in my kitchen."
BANG
Swinging my limp body uncle Vernon opened the cupboard door and threw me in, hitting my already bruised back on the wall blood specks were flung scattered on the already pissed off Vernon.
Taking of his belt he proceeded to whip my entire body, leaving a pleasant sting in its wake.
" he he that should take care of that"
Bolting the door shut, Uncle Vernon left me in the dark cupboard to Asses the damage done to me. Defiantly a sprained wrist, probably some cracked ribs, and not to mention cuts and bruises. Well at least I'll be leaving for the weasly soon. And with that Harry potter drifted into an uneasy sleep.
. Harry potter was just an ordinary boy, or so he would have people believe, but in fact he was as different from being normal as say a banana and apple were alike. It wasn't that he had no arms or the like, no no that was not it. You see Harry potter had great power one that had been with him since he was born. But the thing that really made him different was that he didn't want the power he just wanted to live his life a normal as he could, with parents, friends, hell even enemies, one's that weren't trying to take over the world mind you.
There were some nights when Harry felt that he should just end it all much like this one.
" Boy get down here right now."
" Coming uncle Vernon."
For Harry life was like hell. Living not only in constant fear of voldermont and his abusive uncle, but also himself. Harry had thought about ending it once or twice but then decided that he deserved all this pain, after all he did kill his mom just by being born and if that wasn't enough he had killed cedric a few weeks ago by trying to be the hero and letting cedric take the cup with him.
His eye's had lost the shine they once held, making them dull and lifeless. His heart was just another place to store the heart ach and loneliness that is his life.
" Boy hurry up, you don't want me to come up there and get you."
I slowly walk down the stairs to my uncle, my tormentor, my captor. Cuts and bruises on my legs and arms and chest are making me slower. Inflicted by my so-called family.
SMACK!!
" WHEN I SAID HURRY I MEAN FOR YOU TO HURRY, UNGRATFUL BRAT!" yelled uncle Vernon spit flying from his mouth.
I cower in the corner cheek stinging from where he slapped me. Knowing I deserved all this pain. After all I do hurt anyone's that even knows me, and I have killed people mom, dad, cedric. And I have ruined people's live's like Ginny's, cedrics parents, hermonies, not to mention the entire weasly family. Oh yah did I forget to mention siruses, remuses, hell even peters.
" ... ARE YOU EVINING LISTENING TO ME YOU FUCKING DISCRACE"
" ye.yyy.yes of ccc.course uncle Vernon.'
"DON'T YOU DARE LIE TO ME BOY"
By this time my uncle had me by the scruff of the neck, my feet a few inches from the ground.
" You deserve this boy" he whispers in my ear. Then the beating began. My aunt and cousin watched with amused expressions.
" Be careful honey don't want any blood in my kitchen."
BANG
Swinging my limp body uncle Vernon opened the cupboard door and threw me in, hitting my already bruised back on the wall blood specks were flung scattered on the already pissed off Vernon.
Taking of his belt he proceeded to whip my entire body, leaving a pleasant sting in its wake.
" he he that should take care of that"
Bolting the door shut, Uncle Vernon left me in the dark cupboard to Asses the damage done to me. Defiantly a sprained wrist, probably some cracked ribs, and not to mention cuts and bruises. Well at least I'll be leaving for the weasly soon. And with that Harry potter drifted into an uneasy sleep.