Trapped in you.

Chapter one:

Harry dreadingly made his way upstairs to his room. Living with the Dersleys, sure he had a family, a house and protection from Voldemort. But was it really worth it? Did he want to be beaten, starved to death and mentally destroyed whilst living here? Harry took himself through the door of his room, the floorboards creaking after lifting his feet. He cushioned himself on the side of his bed. Whilst tenderly picking up the photo of his parents.

" This is all for you, I will kill him even if I die doing it." Harry whispered sharply. Cursing Voldemort as he did so.

An abrubt movement could be heard, making it's way down the hall and in Harry's direction.

" BOY!" A whale of a man made himself known upon entering Harry's room. Harry quickly placed the photo on his bedside table.

" Yes Uncle Vernon?" Vernon moved incredibly fast towards Harry, his face inches away from Harry's.

" You got mail from that stupid freak school you go too, and you decided to try and hide it from me didn't you!" Screeched out Vernon, motionly wrapping his hands around Harry's throat and roughly pushing him against the wall nearest the window. Harry gasped, his heart pulsating.

" N-no I-I swear." Choked out Harry. This answer caused Vernon to slam Harry against the wall harder.

" I didn't tell you to speak! Now you listen to me BOY. If I ever get another one of those stupid letters from your fucking school, I will break every single bone in your body. YOU.ARE.NOT.GOING.BACK.THERE." Before Vernon backed away he striked Harry directly across the jaw. Vernon made his exit and slammed the door shut, and Harry slid down the wall. Bringing his knees to his chest and burrying his head.

When Harry woke at sunrise the next day, he could feel the stale tears bordering his eyes. He changed into a plain white t shirt and some torn jeans. Of coarse none of the clothing he owned fit him, they were all Dudleys. Harry silently walked down stairs, his head pounding and his jaw just as bad. Harry began his daily chores-Clean the kitchen, make breakfast, water the plants, pull out any weeds, clean the lounge room, clean Dudleys room.

Harry walked inside after finishing the gardening, the temperature had gone up to an extremely high celcius.

" Boy get your ass in here!" Harry heard his uncle say. Harry walked into the kitchen.

" You call this breakfast! You stupid boy! This toast has a burned side! Stupid freak, you're going to learn a lesson tonight." His Uncle said in a deathly tone. Petunia and Dudley looking smugly as Harry was abused verbally in front of them. Harry left the room swiftlyl, ignoring his uncles threats , making his way to his room.

When Harry entered his room, he sighed whilst closing the door. He collapsed on his bed, hands throbbing, head throbbing. Heck his whole body was aching. Harry took the piece of bread he had put in his pocket when he was cleaning the kitchen, and shoved it in his mouth. He had eaten barely anything for the whole week. After falling asleep, roughly waking every now and then because of pain. Harry woke around 12.45am, the sound of his door opening was what woke him.Now was the time for his punishment from breakfast.

Harry received a brutal beating, he screamed when his uncle had him cornered on the floor. Kicking him in the stomach, his head. There was blood everywhere and there was the word freaked carved onto his stomach, counting this one that made 5. Medium sized writing. Vernon left the room chuckeling evily to himself. Harry lay, slumped on the ground and un able to move. Every single bone in his body was either bruised or shattered. Harry gasped for air, his fingers dragging along the floorboards in a desperate yet silent cry for help. Harry felt numerous thoughts overwhelm him, but there was one in particular. He was going to die and he needed help, he needed someone strong and who could strike fear into anyone. Harry bitterly smirked as the only person he thought possible of saving him-Severus Snape.

Harry felt tears run from the corners of his eyes.

" Please...Snape,please help me." His voice croaked through the silence, he passed out shortly after.

Snape's eyes snapped open when he felt something probe his mind. He felt ill in the stomach, his pulse speeding up. He threw his blankets from himself, with one thought on his mind.

" Potter."

End chapter one:

Hello there, yay I made a new snarry fic! I know the chapter is short but I just wanted you to get interested and everything. But I promise my next chapters will be a lot longer, if not please don't worry for I will update extremely fast! Please send me reviews I love them, anything critisism, nice reviews anything really it all inspires me to write more and better. Well thank you for reading this chapter and I shall get to work on the next one.