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Darkness Falls Over The Broken
By: Yaoi.a way of life
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Disclaimer: I don't own the Harry Potter Series.
Dedication: As usual this goes out to all the reviewers and my abnormal friends: Almie, lorie, and Lez.
Spoilers: Fourth book.
A/N: Hey it's me guys with another story to humor you with. Hope you like it. My friends Alma and Lorie are kind of mad at me because of all the reviews that I have been getting for my story "Messed Up Prophecy". In the next chapter I am going to be promoting their stories so stay tuned! (he he.I always wanted to say that!).
Chapter One: Blood Is Thicker Than Water, So They Say.
**Privet Drive: July 29th**
Harry sat on his bed bent over with the look of a troubled youth. He was day dreaming. Daydreaming about his life away from the Dursley's, his real home.
Hogwarts.
With a sigh his thoughts shifted over to his friends. Well, his so called friends. The ones who promised to send owl post to him. They didn't seem to remember their promises. This type of negligence wasn't what made the anger in Harry ebb out of his skin like blood. It wads the fact that it //was// coming out with blood. From the broken ribs and various bones to the bruised skin, the bitterness over powered the pain until Harry couldn't take it any more. He needs realease. A euphoria that could make him forget that he was //safe// here from Voldie, but not safe from his flesh and blood. Not free from his thoughts. 'I'm a killer' he thought, 'I let them kill him and didn't show any courage which was a nortoriuos Gryffindor charactoristic.' Harry sneered in his mind. The hat had told him where he should be but the naïve mind of that 11 year old boy over powered his decision and made him decide his own fate. A fate that was doomed from the begining. Because of this Harry feels alone, used, beaten,.broken. Harry's thoughts were interrupted when a voice boomed through out the house. "Boy! come down here now!" Vernon Dursey yelled up the steps with a drunken voice. Harry could feel the malice behind that voice as he entered the hallway. 'I guess it's time for another round of beat around the freak punching bag. Were going to have so much //fun//!'. The Gryffindor trudged down the steps to the living room only to have a hand reach up and slap his face. "Some how, some way you got a message to your freaky principal didn't you!" Vernon screamed at Harry who was sprawled on the floor from the force of the hit. " I don't know how you did it, but I hope that you don't expect to get away with it!" Vernon said while stalking over Harry. Harry whimpered when his head was yanked up roughly by his hair. A flash of pain flickered in the sparkling green eyes that looked up at the beefy man. The hit across the face made a choked sound come from Harry throat. Trying to reduce the pain that he knew was coming, Harry curled up into a fetus position and placed his hands on his head. Hits rained down on the poor boy. Ranging from hits to the head, kicks to his back and slaps to his face. Dudley could be seen hopping up and down on the couch making it squeak in protest. His entertainment for the tonight was better than the one three days ago. Petunia just stood there with a smirk gracing her face, giving her the look of a rat after a satisfying meal. Eyes becoming blurry from unconsciousness coming to save his Harry screamed when another rib was broken making him moan in sudden pain. Suddenly there was a loud bang from the front hall by the door and Harry blacked out.
Darkness Falls Over The Broken
By: Yaoi.a way of life
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Disclaimer: I don't own the Harry Potter Series.
Dedication: As usual this goes out to all the reviewers and my abnormal friends: Almie, lorie, and Lez.
Spoilers: Fourth book.
A/N: Hey it's me guys with another story to humor you with. Hope you like it. My friends Alma and Lorie are kind of mad at me because of all the reviews that I have been getting for my story "Messed Up Prophecy". In the next chapter I am going to be promoting their stories so stay tuned! (he he.I always wanted to say that!).
Chapter One: Blood Is Thicker Than Water, So They Say.
**Privet Drive: July 29th**
Harry sat on his bed bent over with the look of a troubled youth. He was day dreaming. Daydreaming about his life away from the Dursley's, his real home.
Hogwarts.
With a sigh his thoughts shifted over to his friends. Well, his so called friends. The ones who promised to send owl post to him. They didn't seem to remember their promises. This type of negligence wasn't what made the anger in Harry ebb out of his skin like blood. It wads the fact that it //was// coming out with blood. From the broken ribs and various bones to the bruised skin, the bitterness over powered the pain until Harry couldn't take it any more. He needs realease. A euphoria that could make him forget that he was //safe// here from Voldie, but not safe from his flesh and blood. Not free from his thoughts. 'I'm a killer' he thought, 'I let them kill him and didn't show any courage which was a nortoriuos Gryffindor charactoristic.' Harry sneered in his mind. The hat had told him where he should be but the naïve mind of that 11 year old boy over powered his decision and made him decide his own fate. A fate that was doomed from the begining. Because of this Harry feels alone, used, beaten,.broken. Harry's thoughts were interrupted when a voice boomed through out the house. "Boy! come down here now!" Vernon Dursey yelled up the steps with a drunken voice. Harry could feel the malice behind that voice as he entered the hallway. 'I guess it's time for another round of beat around the freak punching bag. Were going to have so much //fun//!'. The Gryffindor trudged down the steps to the living room only to have a hand reach up and slap his face. "Some how, some way you got a message to your freaky principal didn't you!" Vernon screamed at Harry who was sprawled on the floor from the force of the hit. " I don't know how you did it, but I hope that you don't expect to get away with it!" Vernon said while stalking over Harry. Harry whimpered when his head was yanked up roughly by his hair. A flash of pain flickered in the sparkling green eyes that looked up at the beefy man. The hit across the face made a choked sound come from Harry throat. Trying to reduce the pain that he knew was coming, Harry curled up into a fetus position and placed his hands on his head. Hits rained down on the poor boy. Ranging from hits to the head, kicks to his back and slaps to his face. Dudley could be seen hopping up and down on the couch making it squeak in protest. His entertainment for the tonight was better than the one three days ago. Petunia just stood there with a smirk gracing her face, giving her the look of a rat after a satisfying meal. Eyes becoming blurry from unconsciousness coming to save his Harry screamed when another rib was broken making him moan in sudden pain. Suddenly there was a loud bang from the front hall by the door and Harry blacked out.