Hi everyone its been quite a while since I have written anything. Let alone written it down. Hope you like it. It is one of my first actual Severitus fics. Please if you are going to comment then be honest. Flames do not bother me.
Hear it goes. Hope you like it. If you don't then don't read it. It's that simple. Now read.
Charpter 1 - Un Nerving
Harry hated the Dursley's, as in all right. He had been put through more than the average pre teen should of. Living in a cupboard under the stairs for eleven years. To finding out that he was in fact a wizard. Unfortunately his life with the Dursley's had only gotten worse after his first and second years. Unfortunately this had been the worse of the holidays that he had ever endured. His summer had gone off like a canon. The day that he was picked up by his Uncle Vernon at King's Cross station had ended abruptly with a beating and his things destroyed with the exception of Harry's wand. He had found a way to carry it with him at all times without it being found or discovered in the Muggle world. He had been moved back into the cupboard under the stairs with the explanation that he would destroy the Dursley's precious social life. After that it became apparent that they could care less if Harry was nourished or not. Harry guessed that he was now at 105 pounds. A very big contrast of 148 when he had left Hogwarts on the Hogwarts Express. His Aunt found it hilarious to give him rotted meat along with the old musky tap water. Unfortunately his cousin didn't make it any easier. He had found more and more reasons and ways to get Harry in trouble. From not doing his chores to destroying the work that Harry had completed before Uncle Vernon had returned home. He had never felt more unwelcome in his short life. The only time he had ever felt like he was home was the day that he had become good friends with Ron. Unfortunately this was one side of Harry that he neither shared with Ron nor Hermione. Much to his surprise neither seemed to notice or even hint that they new what happened over the summer holidays.
It wasn't until the second week that he had received the worst beating of his life.
"You reached boy, you will pay for making Dudley sick." His Uncle screamed storming down the stairs. Harry had not but five minutes prior found out that Dudley had stayed out in the rain storm to have some fun with his gang. Which in turn found Dudley restricted to his bed for the next week. That was if his Aunt Petunia had anything to do with it. Unfortunately for Harry this meant that Dudley had a new reason to get him in trouble.
"What did you do to him. He is throwing up and is breaking out?" His Uncle roared again baring down on Harry and grabbing the boy by the overly large shirt that was given to him since Dudley had yet again become bigger that his own britches.
"I didn't do anything. He just got the flue. I promise I had nothing to do with it?" Harry tried with all his might to plead with the portly plump purple face man that seemed to have a death hold on his shirt and wasn't giving the impression that he was letting go anytime soon.
His Uncle had been completely bored with the plea and the next thing Harry knew he was being dragged towards that garage. Harry was tossed on the floor and had barely enough time to pull his hands up to his face to shield himself from the metal baseball bat that his cousin had received for his birthday the previous year. As the bat come in contact with his arms, Harry felt his bones cracked. His Uncle had a knack to use anything that would cause harm weather it was a bat or just his hands or feet he still managed to find a way to kick the crap out him. Harry hated the feeling of being helpless. He knew that he had a broken arm and much more to worry about.
His uncle soon became board with the bat and decided that he much more enjoyed kicking him. By the time the whole sharade was done Harry was nearly unconscious. The last thing that he remembered was his uncle throwing him back into the cupboard under the stairs and locking it along with mentioning that freaks do not belong in this world. Especially him.
Hope you liked it. Sorry this one is so short, but that is the way I like to start my stories. Never had a knack for making my first chapter long. In all actuality they get longer as the story progresses.
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