A/n: hello everyone this is my first fic ever and I have kinda decided
where I want this to go but i'm not positive. It is also unbettaed so if
any of you great ppl have to time I wouldn't mind hearing what you think
even if it is not something good.
Oh and I rated this R cos it will go up in later bitz
Neway on with the story.
Disclaimer: Me no own Harry Potter actually I don't really own anything except this tree house and the mattress in the corner and this computer. Does that make me poor?? Oh so the point is I don't own it so don't sue!!
Warnings: This will be SLASH, which is Male/Male, or Female/Female pairings so if you don't like that don't read this :p
ON WITH THE SHOW!!!!!
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In a small house in Surrey a raven-haired boy lay in a cupboard under the stairs trying not to think about the shooting pain running all over his body.
His name was Harry Potter, to everyone in the wizarding world he was their savoir bringer of light and hope the person they expected to save them, to the muggles he was just another teen who looked like he would sooner mug you, than save the world.
Harry on the other hand didn't think or expect anything of himself, he was just content to lay there and have nothing on his mind except the pain. No thoughts about his parents last words as they were brutally murdered by a mad man or Cedric's blank eyes, as he stared unseeing at the sky where he lay dead. Or Sirius. The only real family he had, had left until he was also taken from Harry.
No, Harry's mind was not plagued by any of this. There was only the pain. He knew some one should have come for him by now. He had written them all letters about what was going on as soon as he got back to this hell they say is safe for him.
For as soon as Harry returned back to his so called families' house he had felt it. Some thing was wrong. It was calm for the first week or so until one day when he was washing up he accidentally let a plate slip from his hands onto the unforgiving tiles where it shattered.
*Flashback*
Harry was grumbling to himself as he was forced to do yet another chore that day. He had already mowed the lawn, / not that it needed it / he thought to himself. He had also repainted the fence and done all the vacuuming in the house all the while his fat cousin and his abusive parents sat on their asses not even acknowledging his presence.
He had been so distracted that he didn't notice that his obese cousin had snuck up behind him until it was too late.
'HARRY' his cousin yelled
'Ahhhhhhhh' / what the fuck / Harry thought as he quickly spun around only to come face to face with a giant toad. / Oh no / Harry thought absently to himself / that's no toad that's my cousin, my bad. /
'Get me a drink freak' his cousin grunted sounding a bit too much like Crabbe or Gayle.
'Get it yourself' Harry said blandly
'No you get it freak'
'No'
'Yes'
'NO'
'YES'
'Nnnn' was all Harry got out before he was doubled over from being savagely punched in the stomach.
/ Oh no / Harry thought but it was already too late, the plate he had been holding at the time had slipped out of his hands and shattered on the tiles.
Harry braced himself.
'BOY'
Surprisingly fast for his size his fat uncle had come into the room and started towards Harry.
'What did you drop that plate for you ungrateful little brat' his uncle spat now right up in his face.
'It was a' Harry started before he was rudely cut off.
' We feed you and clothe you and this is how you repay us. By breaking our things??'
Uncle Vernon I'
'No excuses you brat I knew you would do this. First you go off to that freak school learning nonsense only to come back and tease Dudley and now your being more ungrateful like your good for nothing parents.'
Next thing Harry had been pushed roughly to the ground. His uncle still yelling about how ungrateful he was. Before anything else could happen Harry had rolled out of the way and stood up starting to walk out of the kitchen he had decided long ago that he didn't have to take their shit again this summer.
'GET BACK HERE BOY DON'T YOU WALK AWAY FROM ME' Vernon screamed after him.
Harry just kept walking out until something grabbed him from behind and spun him around next thing he knew a fist had connected with his jaw and he was left sprawled on the ground.
Harry sat there stunned because although the Dorsalis had always been verbally abusive they had never resulted to physical force.
Until now.
'You deserve this boy. We need to keep you in line and nothing else is working.'
This statement was followed by a sequence of harsh kicks to his ribs.
'Stop it you have no right' Harry tried to get up only to receive another punch to the jaw, knocking him back to the ground.
Harry whimpered as more kicks and punches rained down on him. He cried out as a particularly hard kick got him in the chest where he felt something break. It continued this way for bout five minutes until his uncle got bored with just punching and kicking and hauled him to his feet starting to drag him along the hallway and soon Harry found himself locked in the cupboard under the stairs with Vernon speaking through the door.
'From now on boy if you do anything wrong this is what you're going to get.'
After that his uncle had stormed off paying no attention to Harry who had long ago passed out.
*End Flashback*
After that had received a beating nearly everyday with them getting gradually worse. His cousin and aunt now joined in when they found any little thing they could use as something to punish Harry. His so called uncle had after the first three beatings told him that he wasn't worth getting blood on his fists and feet so he started to use belts, whips and knives to 'punish' Harry for the smallest things.
They had also stopped feeding him except for one piece of bread and a glass of water a day. To say Harry was surprised that he was still alive was an understatement, but it seemed that his magic had healed all his major wounds but he still had many more, but still not enough to send over into the black abyss of death.
At first Harry had been angry. Furious really, he was mad at his so called friends who he had written to telling them what was happening to him but he had got no response, not a single word. / No doubt they were to busy snogging / Harry thought bitterly.
He was mad also at Dumbledore who he had figured out was just using him as a pawn just like Voldemort did with his minions. / But no more / Harry thought savagely, he had decided that as soon as he got back to Hogwarts he was going to tell Dumbledore to stick the prophecy up his ass and find some one else to be the saviour because he wouldn't save a world that would turn their back on him so quickly just because of some articles in newspapers and magazines.
And last of all he was most angry with himself, for being weak and not saving Cedric or Sirius, for letting himself get beaten by stupid muggles when he was supposed to be one of the most powerful wizards of the age and for feeling something for someone who would never return his feelings.
Pathetic.
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a/n well that's done then. What ya think?? Like it?? Hate it?? Well tell me!! Click that little button that says review and let me know. I also am in school at the moment the teachers are giving us lots of homework but I should be able to get a chapter every 3days or a week at the most depending. Oh and any flames sent will be used to roast marshmallows. K l8er Dudez And remember. Use Protection ;P
Disclaimer: Me no own Harry Potter actually I don't really own anything except this tree house and the mattress in the corner and this computer. Does that make me poor?? Oh so the point is I don't own it so don't sue!!
Warnings: This will be SLASH, which is Male/Male, or Female/Female pairings so if you don't like that don't read this :p
ON WITH THE SHOW!!!!!
~!@#$%^&*()_++_)(*&^%$#@!~
In a small house in Surrey a raven-haired boy lay in a cupboard under the stairs trying not to think about the shooting pain running all over his body.
His name was Harry Potter, to everyone in the wizarding world he was their savoir bringer of light and hope the person they expected to save them, to the muggles he was just another teen who looked like he would sooner mug you, than save the world.
Harry on the other hand didn't think or expect anything of himself, he was just content to lay there and have nothing on his mind except the pain. No thoughts about his parents last words as they were brutally murdered by a mad man or Cedric's blank eyes, as he stared unseeing at the sky where he lay dead. Or Sirius. The only real family he had, had left until he was also taken from Harry.
No, Harry's mind was not plagued by any of this. There was only the pain. He knew some one should have come for him by now. He had written them all letters about what was going on as soon as he got back to this hell they say is safe for him.
For as soon as Harry returned back to his so called families' house he had felt it. Some thing was wrong. It was calm for the first week or so until one day when he was washing up he accidentally let a plate slip from his hands onto the unforgiving tiles where it shattered.
*Flashback*
Harry was grumbling to himself as he was forced to do yet another chore that day. He had already mowed the lawn, / not that it needed it / he thought to himself. He had also repainted the fence and done all the vacuuming in the house all the while his fat cousin and his abusive parents sat on their asses not even acknowledging his presence.
He had been so distracted that he didn't notice that his obese cousin had snuck up behind him until it was too late.
'HARRY' his cousin yelled
'Ahhhhhhhh' / what the fuck / Harry thought as he quickly spun around only to come face to face with a giant toad. / Oh no / Harry thought absently to himself / that's no toad that's my cousin, my bad. /
'Get me a drink freak' his cousin grunted sounding a bit too much like Crabbe or Gayle.
'Get it yourself' Harry said blandly
'No you get it freak'
'No'
'Yes'
'NO'
'YES'
'Nnnn' was all Harry got out before he was doubled over from being savagely punched in the stomach.
/ Oh no / Harry thought but it was already too late, the plate he had been holding at the time had slipped out of his hands and shattered on the tiles.
Harry braced himself.
'BOY'
Surprisingly fast for his size his fat uncle had come into the room and started towards Harry.
'What did you drop that plate for you ungrateful little brat' his uncle spat now right up in his face.
'It was a' Harry started before he was rudely cut off.
' We feed you and clothe you and this is how you repay us. By breaking our things??'
Uncle Vernon I'
'No excuses you brat I knew you would do this. First you go off to that freak school learning nonsense only to come back and tease Dudley and now your being more ungrateful like your good for nothing parents.'
Next thing Harry had been pushed roughly to the ground. His uncle still yelling about how ungrateful he was. Before anything else could happen Harry had rolled out of the way and stood up starting to walk out of the kitchen he had decided long ago that he didn't have to take their shit again this summer.
'GET BACK HERE BOY DON'T YOU WALK AWAY FROM ME' Vernon screamed after him.
Harry just kept walking out until something grabbed him from behind and spun him around next thing he knew a fist had connected with his jaw and he was left sprawled on the ground.
Harry sat there stunned because although the Dorsalis had always been verbally abusive they had never resulted to physical force.
Until now.
'You deserve this boy. We need to keep you in line and nothing else is working.'
This statement was followed by a sequence of harsh kicks to his ribs.
'Stop it you have no right' Harry tried to get up only to receive another punch to the jaw, knocking him back to the ground.
Harry whimpered as more kicks and punches rained down on him. He cried out as a particularly hard kick got him in the chest where he felt something break. It continued this way for bout five minutes until his uncle got bored with just punching and kicking and hauled him to his feet starting to drag him along the hallway and soon Harry found himself locked in the cupboard under the stairs with Vernon speaking through the door.
'From now on boy if you do anything wrong this is what you're going to get.'
After that his uncle had stormed off paying no attention to Harry who had long ago passed out.
*End Flashback*
After that had received a beating nearly everyday with them getting gradually worse. His cousin and aunt now joined in when they found any little thing they could use as something to punish Harry. His so called uncle had after the first three beatings told him that he wasn't worth getting blood on his fists and feet so he started to use belts, whips and knives to 'punish' Harry for the smallest things.
They had also stopped feeding him except for one piece of bread and a glass of water a day. To say Harry was surprised that he was still alive was an understatement, but it seemed that his magic had healed all his major wounds but he still had many more, but still not enough to send over into the black abyss of death.
At first Harry had been angry. Furious really, he was mad at his so called friends who he had written to telling them what was happening to him but he had got no response, not a single word. / No doubt they were to busy snogging / Harry thought bitterly.
He was mad also at Dumbledore who he had figured out was just using him as a pawn just like Voldemort did with his minions. / But no more / Harry thought savagely, he had decided that as soon as he got back to Hogwarts he was going to tell Dumbledore to stick the prophecy up his ass and find some one else to be the saviour because he wouldn't save a world that would turn their back on him so quickly just because of some articles in newspapers and magazines.
And last of all he was most angry with himself, for being weak and not saving Cedric or Sirius, for letting himself get beaten by stupid muggles when he was supposed to be one of the most powerful wizards of the age and for feeling something for someone who would never return his feelings.
Pathetic.
~!@#$%^&*()_+_)(*&^%$#@!~
a/n well that's done then. What ya think?? Like it?? Hate it?? Well tell me!! Click that little button that says review and let me know. I also am in school at the moment the teachers are giving us lots of homework but I should be able to get a chapter every 3days or a week at the most depending. Oh and any flames sent will be used to roast marshmallows. K l8er Dudez And remember. Use Protection ;P