IS THERE A GOD???
Chapter 3
"Escape and Rescue"
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The next thing I knew, I was in a dark enclosed room. It was silent. I was alone. Cold. Afraid. I hurt so much. I pray it won't happen again. I close my eyes again and I see my parents. They wave at me. I run to them but I fall down. Their happy faces close up. No expression. Suddenly I'm awake again. Pounding. I cover my ears and cower in fear. It doesn't stop. Make the sound go away! Light. Blinding light. A womans voice, "Get up boy!" I move to comply but the world spins. I catch myself on the wall. It hurts. I see stars. My head pounds and my eyes are sore. Too bright. I can't see. Who is that? Is it mom? I hope it is. I stumble torwards the voice. No! It's not mom! Why can't it be mom??? I cry, silent tears of agony. Arms catch me. Who's arms? I can't see. They grip me so tightly. It hurts more. "Why can't you act like a normal boy? You...you ...FREAK!" The arms drop me. Normal? Why aren't I normal? Why am I a freak? I don't understand the words. What's freakish about me? I'm a boy aren't I? So I'm alone and afraid. I hurt for god's sake! I scream silently, "Why can't you understand me? Why do you hate me so?" But of course. No answer. I didn't expect one. At least there's no slap, no punch. "Well well boy. I see you're up again." No! Stay away from me! I recoil from the voice. It was Uncle Vernon. I stumble past him, and run out the door. I raise my wand hand and with a loud *CLASH* the bus appears. I stumble my way on. "Where to sonny?" the bus driver asks me. Then he looks at me and cries, "My god! What's happened to you?" He turns to the other person on board and motions to him to take me to a bed. The guy helped me to one and laid me down carefully. "I'm gonna have to put a spell on you so you don't get hurt, is that ok?" I nod and suddenly I'm asleep again.
Next thing I remember is seeing Madam Pompfrey hovering over me. I couldn't remember how I'd gotten there. "Are you alright Harry?" I looked up at her. She was worried. I felt bad for some reason. Guilty. I don't know why! Why am I guilty? What did I do? Why can't I remember? "I....I'm ok. Why am I here?" Madam Pompfrey looks away and then looks back at me. "You don't remember?" she asked hesitantly. I shake my head. "You were hurt. You took the Knight Bus here. I don't know why you were brought here, but you were unconscious when you were dropped off. So I took care of you. You've been here for nearly a week. Classes are about to start." Classes! Oh no! I've not been to Diagon Alley! I need to get my books! My potions! I struggle to sit up but Madam Pompfrey holds me down. "Your supplies have been purchased for you. Professor Dumbledore has already aquired everything you'll need this year." I sigh and lay back down and the next thing I know, I'm looking at the inside of my eyelids.
Quiet voices. "How is he?" "He's been better, Professor." "What happened to him?" Voices like fog, creeping into my brain. I don't know where the voices are. Who are they? Who are they talking about? Me? What's wrong with me? Nothing! I'm me! I'm human. A boy. "He....Professor he was.....raped." The last word was whispered. Raped? Who was? Was I? Why can't I remember anything? "Did you tell him? Does he know?" "No, Professor. I had to Obliviate his memories of it, to keep his sanity. He doesn't remember anything." Pain. I'm in pain again. I whimper and gentle hands touch me. Words are murmured above me, a male and female voice, calm and soothing. The pain stops. I can't feel it. Drifting. Floating. Then there's only darkness. A good darkness. No pain. No angry voices. No kicks, no slaps. Nothing wrong. I drift away into sleep. ******************************************************************** Ok guys. I was nicer to poor Harry this time wasn't I? But oh, who was the Professor? Was it Dumbledore? I'm not telling! *grins* Review!!! Tell me what you think!!! I'm hanging by a thread, anxious to get reviews! I love reviews! Thanks to rofro05 and Macotee for reviewing. Hopefully more reviews will be done!Thanks! *_*
Chapter 3
"Escape and Rescue"
Disclaimer: I don't own them. JK Rowling and whomever she chose to sell them to does. Unfortunately. I wish I could have them all but I can't. Oh well. Have fun reading this and remember to be nice and hit the little
go button at the bottom, ok? Thanks! ^_^
The next thing I knew, I was in a dark enclosed room. It was silent. I was alone. Cold. Afraid. I hurt so much. I pray it won't happen again. I close my eyes again and I see my parents. They wave at me. I run to them but I fall down. Their happy faces close up. No expression. Suddenly I'm awake again. Pounding. I cover my ears and cower in fear. It doesn't stop. Make the sound go away! Light. Blinding light. A womans voice, "Get up boy!" I move to comply but the world spins. I catch myself on the wall. It hurts. I see stars. My head pounds and my eyes are sore. Too bright. I can't see. Who is that? Is it mom? I hope it is. I stumble torwards the voice. No! It's not mom! Why can't it be mom??? I cry, silent tears of agony. Arms catch me. Who's arms? I can't see. They grip me so tightly. It hurts more. "Why can't you act like a normal boy? You...you ...FREAK!" The arms drop me. Normal? Why aren't I normal? Why am I a freak? I don't understand the words. What's freakish about me? I'm a boy aren't I? So I'm alone and afraid. I hurt for god's sake! I scream silently, "Why can't you understand me? Why do you hate me so?" But of course. No answer. I didn't expect one. At least there's no slap, no punch. "Well well boy. I see you're up again." No! Stay away from me! I recoil from the voice. It was Uncle Vernon. I stumble past him, and run out the door. I raise my wand hand and with a loud *CLASH* the bus appears. I stumble my way on. "Where to sonny?" the bus driver asks me. Then he looks at me and cries, "My god! What's happened to you?" He turns to the other person on board and motions to him to take me to a bed. The guy helped me to one and laid me down carefully. "I'm gonna have to put a spell on you so you don't get hurt, is that ok?" I nod and suddenly I'm asleep again.
Next thing I remember is seeing Madam Pompfrey hovering over me. I couldn't remember how I'd gotten there. "Are you alright Harry?" I looked up at her. She was worried. I felt bad for some reason. Guilty. I don't know why! Why am I guilty? What did I do? Why can't I remember? "I....I'm ok. Why am I here?" Madam Pompfrey looks away and then looks back at me. "You don't remember?" she asked hesitantly. I shake my head. "You were hurt. You took the Knight Bus here. I don't know why you were brought here, but you were unconscious when you were dropped off. So I took care of you. You've been here for nearly a week. Classes are about to start." Classes! Oh no! I've not been to Diagon Alley! I need to get my books! My potions! I struggle to sit up but Madam Pompfrey holds me down. "Your supplies have been purchased for you. Professor Dumbledore has already aquired everything you'll need this year." I sigh and lay back down and the next thing I know, I'm looking at the inside of my eyelids.
Quiet voices. "How is he?" "He's been better, Professor." "What happened to him?" Voices like fog, creeping into my brain. I don't know where the voices are. Who are they? Who are they talking about? Me? What's wrong with me? Nothing! I'm me! I'm human. A boy. "He....Professor he was.....raped." The last word was whispered. Raped? Who was? Was I? Why can't I remember anything? "Did you tell him? Does he know?" "No, Professor. I had to Obliviate his memories of it, to keep his sanity. He doesn't remember anything." Pain. I'm in pain again. I whimper and gentle hands touch me. Words are murmured above me, a male and female voice, calm and soothing. The pain stops. I can't feel it. Drifting. Floating. Then there's only darkness. A good darkness. No pain. No angry voices. No kicks, no slaps. Nothing wrong. I drift away into sleep. ******************************************************************** Ok guys. I was nicer to poor Harry this time wasn't I? But oh, who was the Professor? Was it Dumbledore? I'm not telling! *grins* Review!!! Tell me what you think!!! I'm hanging by a thread, anxious to get reviews! I love reviews! Thanks to rofro05 and Macotee for reviewing. Hopefully more reviews will be done!Thanks! *_*