"Boy!" Uncle Vernon yelled from downstairs. Time for a beating I guess. What did I do this time? I hoovered everywhere, I am fairly certain that I didn't burn the food at all. I may as well go down, my punishment will only get worse the longer I put it off. It is not like I can avoid the damage or heal it because there is a stupid law about under aged magic. Trust me, I did my research after last year's 'incident' and found out that it is purely because of the Statue of Secrecy.
Once I got downstairs I saw Whale Sr with his belt in hand ready for the pain filled beating guaranteed the come.
"Do you know what you've caused today?" Uncle Vernon bellowed at me, spraying me with spit. I didn't dare move, the consequences wouldn't be worth it. "You nearly lost me my job with your laziness, brat!" Ah, yes, Mr Whale's precious job. "Well!?" He yelled at me.
"S-sorry sir," I managed to stutter out, whimpering slightly as I was hit for the first of many times tonight with his belt. Turns out my disability to make him a cup of coffee nearly lost him his job. If I were to say anything it would be that it was his inability to drink his coffee that nearly lost him his job.
After an hour of being blamed and being whipped, punched, kicked and slapped by Uncle Vernon, my back was red raw, I was certain that I had a broken arm, rib cage and nose. Pain, pain and more pain, that was the last thing that crossed my mind before I blacked out.
Apparently I had been out cold for an entire day which meant I only had another two days until my birthday. Well won't that be an amazing way to spend my sixteenth. Contrary to common belief, Uncle Vernon does infact give me a birthday present every year. In the form of a beating. Yay!
The next two days went as expected, utterly rubbish and filled with pain