Snapes POV

I can't believe it. Dumbledore sent me to pick up the little slug. 'I'm sorry, Severus, Hagrid is sick.' He may believe in 'love' and 'forgiveness', but he can't think I'll even be able to be in a 50 foot radius of the son of James without having a nausea fit. I make it to Private Drive, but I don't see a slug in sight (Oh, Severus, maybe it's because there... Aren't any slugs). Then I hear a soft whimpering.

Harry's POV

I hear something beating against the stairs. The Dursleys shouldn't be back yet. Who could it be? A robber? Murderer(why are there so many 'er's in murderer)? At least I'll die if that's the case. But, what if the Dursleys came back early? What if they beat me extra hard for not being dead yet? What if it's Uncle Vernon drunk again and he accidentally came back here? Oh, if it's the last one I'll die. Not that that's nessecerally a bad thing. But the way I'll die, oh, the BEST and first time Vernon came back drunk... (See athurs notes for story) But, what if it WAS the Dursleys, and I DO get beat extra hard. It's not my fault I'm not dead, it's actually theirs. They say I'm not allowed to have anything sharp because I'll attack them, but that is the reason I haven't cut yet. Yet. I'll die when I get the chance. I whimper as I feel a large amount of pain and my pounding headache gets even worse. I see a blinding light and then a man standing outside my cupboard. Then, like any normal person that's been starved for weeks and sees a stranger in his place of residence (not home, note that), I pass out.

AN:

Flashback because I'm WAY too impatient. I'll alert you with more bold if you want to skip the details. Hare-Bear got raped, sorry.

Vernon came in the house, slamming the door. He's drunk, probably because of a failed deal with a client. He walks into the living room and looks at the television, only to see a 5-year-old Harry in front of the it, watching it. Only Dudley can watch the tellevision for entertainment. Vernon smiles evilly(and sort of like a dominant, blurg). 'BOY!' Harry turns around to see Uncle Vernon, and knows he's going to get a beating for watching the tellevision. 'Come here, Harry. Come and sit in your Uncles lap.' Then, Vernon had a great idea. He would share ten experience with Dudley. Yes, he would rape his nephew with his amazing, 6-year-old son. 'Dudley!' 'What, dad?' Dudley said in a tone that would have gotten Harry no food for weeks AND a beating. 'Well, we're going to have some... Fun... With your cousin.' Vernon and Dudley both knew what that ment, and had scarily simalar looks on their faces. Harry was scared. Why was his uncle treating him so nice? 'Freak!' Vernon shouted. 'Get down on your knees.' He smiled cruelly. Harry got on his knees, and Vernon slid his already-hard log out of his pants. Vernon took the boys head in one hand, and forced the boys mouth open with the other. 'U-uncle Vernon?' Harry was scared. Vernon forced the boys head down so it would suck on his log. 'Dudley, do you see this?' He asked, and his son eagerly nodded. 'This is a slut, a whore, who will do anything for pleasure. You can do this anytime you like, son, and one day, you can do it without me.' He then took Harry's face off his log. 'Now, Dudley, do that to your cousin.' Dudley did so, and much rougher, and Harry was about to cry, but he knew how that would en, so he kept quiet. 'Beg, freak, beg. Beg for me to insert into you, freak. Beg for me to cum inside you.' And Harry knew he had to obey. 'P-please I-insert into me, Uncle Vernon.' 'And?' 'And Dudley, p-please c-cum inside me.' And Vernon raised Harry by the hips, pulled down his nephews pants, and roughly inserted with no warning. Harry bit his toung to keep from screaming. Vernon inserted, in and out, in and out, until he was about to cum. He then pulled out of the boy and shoved his log into the 6-year-olds mouth. 'Swallow.' Harry knew he had to, and swallowed the bitter taste. Dudley then followed his fathers lead and grabbed the boy by the ass, then inserted into hiscousinHarry was almost shaking with silent sobs, but he froze in shock when Vernon then out his hand on Harry's cock and started rubbing it. Dudley cummed in Harry, and was giving the same moans of pleasure his father had. Harry had cum and blood leaking out of him. Petunia then walked in and saw her husband and sons hard logs and the naked Harry and took Harry into her own grip. 'Vernon! You should wait until he's older. I'll have to wash him up so he won't stain anything now!' Harry was grateful, then was confused when his aunt took him to the guest room. He was even more confused when Petunia took off her skirt and spread her legs, revealing no underwear. She then stroked his log until it was hard, which took a while, considering he was 5 and just went through raping. Who would be hard after that? She then turned over into a butts-sticking-into-the-air position and smiled before saying 'Harry, dear, take your log and insert into me.' Harry did as he was told and Petunia gave great moans of pleasure as she guided him. Just as she cummed, the still-drunk Vernon walked in and took Harry out of her. Petunia was still twitching with pleasure. 'BOY!' Vernon threw Harry down the stairs and into the cupboard under them. He didn't get food for a week.

Stop scrolling, the icky stuff is gone now. Blurg, I can't believe I had to think that up, barf.