Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
August 20
Somewhere in the Wasatch Mountains
Everything was dark. Oddly enough that comforted him. Dark reminded him of his cupboard under the stairs. Uncle Vernon couldn't get him there. He didn't fit. His cupboard was safe. Dark was safe.
Ash could hear whispers. People whispering bad things about him, but it didn't matter. They didn't matter. Everyone was always saying things about him, but their words couldn't hurt him because to him they were nothing.
"Oh Ash," It was quiet, but with the way it grabbed Ash's attention it could've been a firework. It was the man from the bookstore. "I hope you die out there. That way I won't have to bother with all of your tears and drama when I reject you. I can't believe I have a whiney little ungrateful freak for a mate."
Ash whimpered. That voice wasn't just anyone. He meant something. His words hurt.
"Freaks don't deserve to live." His Uncle Vernon sneered.
"Why would anyone want you for a son?" His father sounded cold, and uncaring. Even colder then he was back at Hogwarts before he found out about their relation. "You're weak! You couldn't even defend yourself against a pathetic muggle."
"Freaks aren't loved." His Aunt Petunia mocked.
"You're a disgrace." It was the voice he always imagined his mother would have. "I don't know how I ever gave birth to something as useless as you."
Ash sobbed.
"My brother is destined to be with you?" Daxton was indignant. "Eww! You should do everyone a favor and get lost."
Cory's hand tightened around Ash's briefly. "Can't you tell? I want you to let go, you piece of filth. No one wants to touch a freak like you.
Ash couldn't take it anymore. Ash let go.
AN: For those who haven't realized the boggart's mist makes everyone face their worst fears to try to get them to kill themselves.
Fears:
Dax – to be rejected by his family
Cory – to be unable to help those he loves
Ash – to be unworthy of love
Ideas are always welcome, and could mean a sooner update if I decide too use it