Disclaimer: I forgot to put this on my first story, so this goes for it too, I don't own Harry potter or any other characters, wish I did, but hey, we can't always get what we want.
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Harry stood back against the wall as Vernon Dursley came flying into the room, sending the door slamming against the wall and ricocheting back at him, hitting himself in the face. Harry couldn't help himself and burst into a hysterical fit of laughter. He realized his mistake too late, as Vernon strode over to him in three long steps and punched Harry solidly in the face. Harry hit the wall hard and slid down to the floor. "I didn't do anything to you, you big fat lard!" Harry screamed at Vernon, jumping up and side stepping past his uncle, he made a mad dash for the door that was standing wide open, just waiting for Harry to run through it.
"Don't you dare leave this room Harry James Potter!" Vernon had quickly covered the space that Harry had put between them, grabbing him by the hair, he yanked him backwards and sent him flying into his bed, which he careened over and landed on his back on the floor. He quickly scrambled backwards, trying to put as much distance between himself and his uncle as humanly possible. "You've had this coming for far too long young man! After what you did to my sister and my poor Dudley! If that freak hadn't been here to set it straight, he could have been ruined for the rest of his life!" he screamed at Harry, who had now regained his feet and was slowly inching his way towards the door again, unbeknownst to his uncle.
"He deserved it!" Harry said with bravery he didn't realize he had when facing down his uncle. "He shouldn't have eaten unidentifiable candy!"
"Why you….!!!!!!!!" Vernon took a step towards Harry, but in his blind rage, completely missed when he tried to slap him across the face. Harry took this chance and dove towards the door. Just as he had made it down the stairs and into the living room, his uncle caught up with him again, this time pinning him to the ground with his overweight self. Harry couldn't breathe with his uncle sitting on him. He began to gasp for breath.
"Get off….I can't breathe!" He gasped out between desperate struggles for breath. At that moment, his uncle started pounding into his face, he couldn't remember ever feeling this much pain before, well, except for when the Cruciatus Curse had been put on him by Voldemort, but this was different, this was being inflicted upon him by someone who was his family, someone who was supposed to take care of him and love him. This wasn't the way family was supposed to treat him. He slowly began to lose consciousness, and as it beckoned him, he gladly accepted it. Anything was better than this.
Ron had just sat down to breakfast with his sister Ginny and his twin brothers Fred and George when Hedwig came flying through the window like the devil was chasing her. She swooped down and landed next to Ron, hooting like crazy. Ron quickly took the letter from her leg and read it to himself.
"Mum, I think Harry is in trouble. We have to go and get him!" Said Ron, jumping up from the table and handing the letter to his mother. She read it and became visibly shaken.
"Go get your father Ron, now!" Ron ran from the room, only to come back a few seconds later with Arthur Weasley hot at his heels.
"What is it Molly? What's wrong with Harry?" He knew something was wrong by the way Ron had practically dragged him out of his room, mumbling something about Harry being in trouble.
"He sent a letter to Ron. He would never ask to be taken from the safest place for himself if he wasn't in danger. He knows better. Something has to be wrong with him. We need to go and get him, right now!" Arthur knew that once Molly set her mind on something, there was no turning her from it.
"Alright then. I will go and check on him. I'll apparate there now and if he is in danger, I will bring him back with me." All of the Weasleys visibly relaxed after this declaration from Mr. Weasley. Ginny, who had been on the verge of tears, smiled gratefully up at her father. With a sudden pop, Mr. Weasley had disappeared from the kitchen.
Okay, I'm going to leave it here, cliff hangers anyone? If you want me to get up the next chapter, please review!