"Harry Potter is
not mine its J.K Rowlings"
"Im not sure if this is rated R or not but I just thought since it has *Child Abuse* in this story I just rated it that way!" (Please Review)
"This is Harry's POV"
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Chapter 1- Beatings
"Pain sheered up my spine as Uncle Vernon kicked me in the back with his foot so hard that I heard a crack." "These beatings had started two days just after I got back from Hogwarts."
"The first day was fine, "But the second day was getting badder by the minute," Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia, And Dudley threw all my school thing's in the river and Uncle Vernon held me so I couldn't turn away and just had to watch my trunk sink the the bottem of the river."
"They were going to throw Hedwig in the river too but didn't because I cried and pleaded for them not too, So ever since then when I refuse to do something they grab Hedwig and a knife and cut lightly on her neck until I do it."
"GET UP!" yelled Uncle Vernon with a beer in his hand. "I tried but as I got to my feet pain came up my leg and rested in my brain making my vision all dizzy." "HAHAHA WEAKLING!!" spat Uncle Vernon taking off his belt and hitting it across my knee's making me fall down like a ton of bricks.
Uncle Vernon grabbed me around the neck and strangled me against the wall until I passed out. I knew this was because he was drunk and because Aunt Petunia had decided to go a month without sex, I don't blame her.
I woke in my ex-room under the stairs. I tried to open my eyes but failed after 5 attempts I finally opened my sore swollen eyes and peered out. There was absolutely nothing in the cupboard except a calender that Dudley use to count the days until he was off of his diet.
I crawled over to the calender and stared at it for awhile before working out I had only been at the Dursley's house for a week, ONLY ONE WEEK! that means I have like two months until Hogwarts.
Im not going to make it. No one knows there doing this to me, Hedwig's locked up in her cage so I can't send letters out and the Dursleys put metal stable bars on the windows so I can't recieve letters!
I sat there drowning in my own sorrow before crawling over to the only other thing I could see in the room. "It was a puddle of shallow water." "I wonder what I look like" I said to myself, I stared into it.
Looking back at me was a boy that looked 7 but was really 12, I had scratches and bruises on both cheeks, And behind my cracked broken glasses I could see a very black very swollen, Deep black eye, Which was weeping with blood.
"I looked terrible, Even my lighning bolt scar that Voldemort had given me the night he killed my parents was looking quite dull.
As I sat there hungry and scared it was like I had a preminition I suddenly felt that tonight would be a very diffrent night but I couldn't put my finger on it.
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"Im not sure if this is rated R or not but I just thought since it has *Child Abuse* in this story I just rated it that way!" (Please Review)
"This is Harry's POV"
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Chapter 1- Beatings
"Pain sheered up my spine as Uncle Vernon kicked me in the back with his foot so hard that I heard a crack." "These beatings had started two days just after I got back from Hogwarts."
"The first day was fine, "But the second day was getting badder by the minute," Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia, And Dudley threw all my school thing's in the river and Uncle Vernon held me so I couldn't turn away and just had to watch my trunk sink the the bottem of the river."
"They were going to throw Hedwig in the river too but didn't because I cried and pleaded for them not too, So ever since then when I refuse to do something they grab Hedwig and a knife and cut lightly on her neck until I do it."
"GET UP!" yelled Uncle Vernon with a beer in his hand. "I tried but as I got to my feet pain came up my leg and rested in my brain making my vision all dizzy." "HAHAHA WEAKLING!!" spat Uncle Vernon taking off his belt and hitting it across my knee's making me fall down like a ton of bricks.
Uncle Vernon grabbed me around the neck and strangled me against the wall until I passed out. I knew this was because he was drunk and because Aunt Petunia had decided to go a month without sex, I don't blame her.
I woke in my ex-room under the stairs. I tried to open my eyes but failed after 5 attempts I finally opened my sore swollen eyes and peered out. There was absolutely nothing in the cupboard except a calender that Dudley use to count the days until he was off of his diet.
I crawled over to the calender and stared at it for awhile before working out I had only been at the Dursley's house for a week, ONLY ONE WEEK! that means I have like two months until Hogwarts.
Im not going to make it. No one knows there doing this to me, Hedwig's locked up in her cage so I can't send letters out and the Dursleys put metal stable bars on the windows so I can't recieve letters!
I sat there drowning in my own sorrow before crawling over to the only other thing I could see in the room. "It was a puddle of shallow water." "I wonder what I look like" I said to myself, I stared into it.
Looking back at me was a boy that looked 7 but was really 12, I had scratches and bruises on both cheeks, And behind my cracked broken glasses I could see a very black very swollen, Deep black eye, Which was weeping with blood.
"I looked terrible, Even my lighning bolt scar that Voldemort had given me the night he killed my parents was looking quite dull.
As I sat there hungry and scared it was like I had a preminition I suddenly felt that tonight would be a very diffrent night but I couldn't put my finger on it.
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