Hey Guys!

So i'm back again and this time I have decided to try and write a harry in slythrin story with Snape being his guardian and Good!Malfoys

R.I.P alan Rickman

Chapter 1- The Dursleys.

Harry was awoken by the sound of knocking on his door "up! Up now!' screeched his aunt and she walked into the kitchen.

Harry Potter was 13 years old and he lived in the cupboard under the stairs, he wasn't an ordinary boy! No he was a wizard and he had magic. When he was 11 a half-giant called Hagrid came to give him his acceptance letter into Hogwarts for wizardry where he was to learn all about Magic.

When he was first given the letter his aunt petunia and uncle Vernon had moved him to his cousin Dudleys second bedroom, however when he came home from his first year at Hogwarts he was given back his old bedroom- freaks like him weren't allowed proper rooms.

He missed Hogwarts and he had only been back a few days, he wished dearly that he could owl his best friend Draco Malfoy and that he could owl his head of house professor Snape and explain what was happening but he knew the consequences of telling people.

"up!" his aunt screeched again

"coming aunt petunia" he rolled over wincing at the pain from his ribs, he knew if he didn't get up soon than the pain would be worse.

Walking out of the cupboard he headed to the kitchen to start making breakfast ready for his aunt and uncle. Dudley had stayed over at his friends house.

If he didn't burn breakfast maybe he would be lucky enough to get some left overs. With that in mind he quickly started getting pots and pans out and getting the bacon and eggs out of the fridge.

'uncle Vernon, what would you like with your bacon and eggs?' harry asked timidly while looking at the floor. First rule was that freaks were not allowed to look at his betters.

"toast, and lots of it" Vernon snapped at the boy "and make it quick boy"

Harry, quickly to avid his uncles wrath made the breakfast and plated it up, calling up "breakfast is on the table2 while he quickly made unlce Vernon a black coffee with 4 sugars and his aunt Petunia a glass of Apple Juice.

He stepped back so he was out of the way while they ate making sure that they had everything they needed, once they were finished eating he got to eat the last bit of cold toast that was too burnt for uncle Vernon.

"here boy!" his uncle said shoving a piece of paper in his hand. His chores "these better be done by the time I get home or you'll be in trouble" he said with a smirk.

Harry looked at his list of chores and felt dread in his stomach, the list was too long there was no way he was going to be able to complete the list before his uncle got home.

However he still got on with the chores, doing all the inside jobs before going out to do the garden chores. By lunch time he had just finished tidying the house and had got Aunt Petunias agreement that the house had been done to a good enough standard for him to start outside.

Harry quickly worked in the garden, he started with the weeding of the plans, then mowing the lawn and watering the flower beds before he started on the harder and more time consuming tasks, he still had to sort out and clean the sheds as well as paint the bench and the shed doors, and he only had an hour and a half till his uncle came home.

Quickly he cleaned the shed putting all the tools in the correct places and sweeping all the leaves out of the shed to be put in the bin before he started the painting. At least if his uncle came home then he had done most of the jobs needed.

His uncle came home and he was not in a happy mood, today had been stressful on his Uncle and he had a pounding headache..and he was drunk, which meant trouble for Harry. He came out of the garden yelling at Harry for not finishing his chores on time and blaming Harry for the fact that his company was giving him more work!

With that he led Harry inside to start with his punishment, he started hitting him with his hands and kicking him once he had collapsed. He slowly took off his belt to whip the boy. "your fault! Ungrateful freak" he kept shouting over and over as his belt kept hitting his back. Once Vernon was eventually done and Harry was unconscious he chucked the bleeding boy back in to his cupboard. Walking in to the kitchen to see his wife "the freak isn't to come out for the next 2 days, and no meals either, he has to learn to behave and be grateful. And not even finishing his chores who does he think he is!"

And with that he stormed off to the pub and Harry Potter was still unconscious from pain and blood loss.

When Harry woke up he gave a low moan from the pain and knew this time that there was no way he was going to go back to Hogwarts alive. He wished he had told Professor Snape about the abuse when he could but it was too late now. He would never be able to see his friends again, or ride the Hogwarts express. He would miss Draco the most. Draco was his best friend and also a member if Slytherin house with him. Every holiday he would have to go to his aunt and uncles but after two weeks he would normally spend the rest with the Malfoys, but it didn't look lik eh was going to make it to two weeks this year. His uncle had never been this harsh on him for his punishments.

However what Harry did not know was that the Order of the Phoenix always had a guard watching him and they all knew he went out to the garden everyday to do chores. That day on guard happened to be Mundungus and he was asleep so he didn't notice anything worrying about the situation.

It wouldn't be for several days until help came for harry.