Title: Don't dwell on time for it hates you.
Summary: Time is against as all. Follow Harry throughout his struggle to remain sane from the deaths of family members and close friends. Will be Slash.
Warnings: Slash (male/male) pairings, attempted rape, bashing and gory, swearing. Rated R.
Pairings: HP/??
Disclaimer: What are u looking at me for? I don't own it!
A/N: I have decided to Rewrite some of my stories as you can all see, this is the second one I have decided to change around you will noticed something will remain the same. I will leave the original on my profile. Well let me know what you think. Cheers! Dark.
Beatings and Unexpected Savours:
HPOV
Time! Time isn't all it is made out to be, it was the one thing I never had.
I had lost so many people to it; My Mother, My father, my two beloved godfathers; Remus and Sirius. I had only known them for a short few years and then they were taken from me. Gone forever; a tear falls down my face and I roughly brush it away.
A tingling sensation ran across my skin my eyes glazed over and a voice not my own whispers to me through my mind.
"It is not good to dwell on things that can't be brought back even with time."
Slowly I come back to my senses a broken sob escaping my lips.
"Why did you leave me?"
I look down at my arm; fine thin red marks made their way up and down. Taking the piece of glass I slowly and harshly run it across my skin adding another scar to the hundreds.
"Am I crazy?" I whisper to myself.
Blood starts to bubble up to the surface, pressing down further with the glass into my skin my blood starts to flow out of my arm faster; and the last thing that I was aware of was a faint shout in the back ground and then...Darkness.
NPOV
As suddenly as Harry passed out he was woken up by loud voices, footsteps running up and down the flight of stairs. A loud voice was shouting and banging at his door.
"BOYYYY," It was Vernon. "GET DOWN HERE YOU FREAK."
Weakly Harry pushes himself up from his bedroom floor; his green eyes dulling as he makes his way down the stairs towards his fat Uncle.
Vernon was standing at the bottom of the stairs with Petunia and Dudley at his side. Vernon's face Harry noticed was turning purple as if he was holding his breath in for too long.
"Yes, Uncle?" his voice sounded different too him; almost hoarse.
"You will need to find somewhere else to live,' Indicating to Petunia, Dudley and himself. 'We have decided that we are sick of your freakishness and we won't be tolerating it any longer...' Vernon said slowly in contempt.
"What if I refuse?" Came the sharp reply.
Stepping forward quickly for one so fat, Vernon's fist struck the side of Harry's face. Falling to his knees Harry groans softly in pain a bruise mark already forming.
"You think the World owes you Potter,' Vernon says gruffly. 'For supposedly killing the wooz a whats it?'
"The Dark Lord,' Harry gasps out.
"Yeah the freak that killed your ugly slut of a mother and druggie of a father,' Vernon laughs out cruelly. 'Such a shame he didn't get too you as well.'
Harry's body trembled in anger, his fingers clenching and his teeth grinded against each other; his magic flared to life and slowly a wisp like shadow slowly escaped his fingertips and striked Vernon, Petunia and Duddly Dursley and they fell dead to the ground.