Title: The Abnormal Summer (title pending...)
Author: Lufavain
Contact: elf_stalker@hotmail.com
Fandom: Harry Potter
Genre: Humor/angst
Rating: Pg-15
Warnings: Slight angst, child abuse, language,
alternate universe, OOC personalities,
excessive use of the word "bloody"
Archive: I ask you to request permission before using
my story in an archive as it is only fair to
the author (aka - me!)
Feedback: Very much appreciated. No flames please, but
constructive criticism is welcome.
Thank You: To Trevor for a brilliant line or two...
Summary: Harry is abused by the Dursleys and Albus sends
Severus to get Harry to live with him, Sirius
and Remus in Snape Manor for the summer. OOC, AU
Angst, Humor and abuse! R+R
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and am still
poor after writing this story...
Chapter 1: A So Called "Jolly" Surprise
"Boy! Boy! Damnet boy, just where the bloody hells are you? Get your ungrateful arse in here this bloody instant!"
Harry sighed. It seems that ever since fifth year life had gotten harder and harder with the Dursleys...
"BOY!"
Who else would yell at him like that other than Vernon Dursley. Harry finds it hard to believe that the bloody fat monstrosity even knows his name.
"Damnet boy, don't you bloody well make me call you one more time..."Vernon bellowed from the living room.
"Mph...Coming Uncle Vernon." groaned Harry.
Entering his seventh year at Hogwarts, Harry Potter, the boy-who-lived was rather handsome. Tall and slight with a fair layer of muscle from Quidditch practice, bright green eyes and black hair; Harry had turned quite a few heads in his sixth year...
Now covered in bruises and scars, malnourished, and coming down with the flu, Harry felt and looked like shit.
"It's about time you answered, you ungrateful little freak. Now then; Petunia, Dudley and I are having company over tonight and we don't want them to get any wrong ideas about us. SO, to ensure we give a good impression you will be locked in you cupboard until they leave. After which, you and I have a bit of business to 'discuss' over what you are going to do next summer." barked Vernon as soon as Harry had entered the room.
"Yes Sir..." Harry replied quietly.
"Good. Now, get out of my sight boy." Vernon hissed.
Harry turned and left, seeking to get as far away as possible form the Dursleys and number 4 Privet Drive. After a long walk, Harry returned and went to his cupboard, attempting to avoid Vernon and Dudley who would most likely beat the bloody hell out of him for leaving in the first place.
Once in his cupboard, Harry began to devise a plan to escape his life on Privet Drive once and for all. Ever since he was a child he was abused, put down and forced to work as a slave. No more. Tonight Harry Potter leaves the Dursleys forever...
Soon the Dursleys company had come and gone and Harry knew that Vernon would soon be calling for him. Chances are that his uncle has forgotten what he was going to talk about but has some reason to punish Harry, like he was breathing to loudly in his cupboard or some such nonsense. As usual...
"BOY! Get out here, now!" Vernon boomed.
"Coming Sir." Harry began, and then quietly added, "No need to shout, you bloody barbarian."
By the look of things Vernon had been drinking quite a fair bit. There was a shot glass and a three-quarter empty of brandy on the table beside the chair Vernon was sitting in.
"He's been boozing again. Whatever he says is untrue." Harry thought.
"Alright boy, next year you'll be done at that freak school of yours, right?"
"Yes Sir."
"So then. Next summer you will get a place of your own. I don't want to keep you any longer than I need. You and your kind are freaks and for all I care you can bloody well die." sneered Vernon.
At hearing this Harry didn't respond.
"Well boy. Not going to stick up for your freaky little friends? Not even for your dead parents? Well? Speak boy!" Vernon jeered.
"My friends are not freaks. The only freaks I know are you, your fat arsed son and your horse of a wife." Harry challenged.
"Oh now you've done it boy. Now you've gone ahead and done it." Vernon fumed as he got out of his chair, face red.
After the first few minutes Harry really couldn't feel the beatings. Eventually Vernon got bored and sent Harry to his cupboard. It would no doubt prove to be a long, painful night for Harry Potter.
~_~_~End Chapter 1~_~_~
Author: Lufavain
Contact: elf_stalker@hotmail.com
Fandom: Harry Potter
Genre: Humor/angst
Rating: Pg-15
Warnings: Slight angst, child abuse, language,
alternate universe, OOC personalities,
excessive use of the word "bloody"
Archive: I ask you to request permission before using
my story in an archive as it is only fair to
the author (aka - me!)
Feedback: Very much appreciated. No flames please, but
constructive criticism is welcome.
Thank You: To Trevor for a brilliant line or two...
Summary: Harry is abused by the Dursleys and Albus sends
Severus to get Harry to live with him, Sirius
and Remus in Snape Manor for the summer. OOC, AU
Angst, Humor and abuse! R+R
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and am still
poor after writing this story...
Chapter 1: A So Called "Jolly" Surprise
"Boy! Boy! Damnet boy, just where the bloody hells are you? Get your ungrateful arse in here this bloody instant!"
Harry sighed. It seems that ever since fifth year life had gotten harder and harder with the Dursleys...
"BOY!"
Who else would yell at him like that other than Vernon Dursley. Harry finds it hard to believe that the bloody fat monstrosity even knows his name.
"Damnet boy, don't you bloody well make me call you one more time..."Vernon bellowed from the living room.
"Mph...Coming Uncle Vernon." groaned Harry.
Entering his seventh year at Hogwarts, Harry Potter, the boy-who-lived was rather handsome. Tall and slight with a fair layer of muscle from Quidditch practice, bright green eyes and black hair; Harry had turned quite a few heads in his sixth year...
Now covered in bruises and scars, malnourished, and coming down with the flu, Harry felt and looked like shit.
"It's about time you answered, you ungrateful little freak. Now then; Petunia, Dudley and I are having company over tonight and we don't want them to get any wrong ideas about us. SO, to ensure we give a good impression you will be locked in you cupboard until they leave. After which, you and I have a bit of business to 'discuss' over what you are going to do next summer." barked Vernon as soon as Harry had entered the room.
"Yes Sir..." Harry replied quietly.
"Good. Now, get out of my sight boy." Vernon hissed.
Harry turned and left, seeking to get as far away as possible form the Dursleys and number 4 Privet Drive. After a long walk, Harry returned and went to his cupboard, attempting to avoid Vernon and Dudley who would most likely beat the bloody hell out of him for leaving in the first place.
Once in his cupboard, Harry began to devise a plan to escape his life on Privet Drive once and for all. Ever since he was a child he was abused, put down and forced to work as a slave. No more. Tonight Harry Potter leaves the Dursleys forever...
Soon the Dursleys company had come and gone and Harry knew that Vernon would soon be calling for him. Chances are that his uncle has forgotten what he was going to talk about but has some reason to punish Harry, like he was breathing to loudly in his cupboard or some such nonsense. As usual...
"BOY! Get out here, now!" Vernon boomed.
"Coming Sir." Harry began, and then quietly added, "No need to shout, you bloody barbarian."
By the look of things Vernon had been drinking quite a fair bit. There was a shot glass and a three-quarter empty of brandy on the table beside the chair Vernon was sitting in.
"He's been boozing again. Whatever he says is untrue." Harry thought.
"Alright boy, next year you'll be done at that freak school of yours, right?"
"Yes Sir."
"So then. Next summer you will get a place of your own. I don't want to keep you any longer than I need. You and your kind are freaks and for all I care you can bloody well die." sneered Vernon.
At hearing this Harry didn't respond.
"Well boy. Not going to stick up for your freaky little friends? Not even for your dead parents? Well? Speak boy!" Vernon jeered.
"My friends are not freaks. The only freaks I know are you, your fat arsed son and your horse of a wife." Harry challenged.
"Oh now you've done it boy. Now you've gone ahead and done it." Vernon fumed as he got out of his chair, face red.
After the first few minutes Harry really couldn't feel the beatings. Eventually Vernon got bored and sent Harry to his cupboard. It would no doubt prove to be a long, painful night for Harry Potter.
~_~_~End Chapter 1~_~_~