Innocent Pain
Disclaimer: I don't own anything!
Notes: This is my first Harry Potter fic so please don't flame me. I have read a lot of them and I think I have one that you will enjoy. A few things I want to add in the beginning, please in your reviews don't ask too many personal questions. Others have in my previous stories and I find it very unnerving. Please just do mw that favor. There is another thing I want to tell you, I have another fic that I am very dedicated to so this one comes second. I have little time to write but any spare time I have goes into my stories. Anyway, enough from me here is the story:
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Harry James Potter found himself sitting under the stairs in a closet again. His new wounds on his arm bleed profoundly. As he shifted his position he whimpered in pain, the fracture in his arm pulsated with pain.
Little Harry wished he had someone who cared about him, someone to take him away from these people. Or if that was impossible at least someone to end all of the pain he was going threw.
He had some family left, at the thought of the Dursley's he started to laugh. Like they gave a shit about him, they were the cause of all his pain. Oh yes, dear Uncle Vernon, everyone in this family knew how much he hated Harry.
His Aunt Petunia, she was a character, she cheered her husband on as he beat the life out of their nephew.
Then the last member of the house was Harry's overweight cousin Dudley. This boy had to take the cake; he managed to steel any food that Harry got. Even the stolen scraps could be sniffed out by that pig and taken from him.
Of course when Harry was caught stealing any kind of food he was punished with a large amount of pain. Harry finally was claimed by sleep but he knew it wasn't going to last. Soon his cousin would come down the stairs making it crumble under him and that would wake Harry.
Harry woke to the sound of his aunt screaming his name.
"HARRY GET YOUR LAZY BUTT IN HERE RIGHT NOW" his aunt screamed. Harry jumped at the loud noise and made his way out of his 'room' as soon as he could.
"I am sorry Aunt Petunia, I guess Dudley didn't wake me this morning," Harry said, they all knew that it was Harry's job to wake and make breakfast for the family, everyone but himself.
"I don't want to hear you blame this on my perfect little Dudley-wudley," she said as she hit him. Normally Harry would have been strong enough to only back off a few steps but he hadn't been feeling all too well lately and was sent sprawling to the ground. "Now make breakfast, I will be telling Vernon what you said too, you will be punished," she added.
Harry nodded and made breakfast. As soon as he was done he had to do all of his chores, if they weren't done before his uncle was done then he would be in a lot more trouble then he was already in.
As Harry was weeding the garden he felt light headed, he knew he couldn't stop to get himself some water so he pressed on threw the pain. He finished the garden with much pain and the next chore today was to pain the fence. Harry wasn't sure he would be able to do it.
Halfway threw the job Harry felt dizzy; he slumped back on the newly painted fence earning himself white stripes on his oversized shirt.
The neighbor had been watching Harry with much concern as he did his chores. She did everyday, she knew that something went on in that house and the boy was getting hurt but she needed proof.
As soon as she saw him slump against the fence she knew there was something wrong with him, she knew that Harry knew all the chores needed to be done before his uncle came home. This is why she was concerned to see him take a break and fall back.
When the Dursley's had moved in she had no problem, especially when they had found a small child at their door. She had been more then helpful about the boy; she had babysat him whenever she could for them and all.
Lately she noticed that when they went out they left him alone and the only time the boy was allowed outside was to do his chores. Never the less she still kept a close eye on him.
When she saw that act she had jumped to the phone and called the hospital. After telling them all the information that they needed she ran out the door to the fallen boy.
"Harry, wake up its Mary, your old babysitter," she said, she was trying to sound soothing but her anger could be heard threw her voice. When she got to reply she was alarmed. Her hand found his forehead and she pulled her hand back in fright. Harry was burning up with a fever.
The ambulance arrived at 4 Privet Drive they were disgusted to find a small child in this state. They lifted him into the car and they were off to the hospital.
Harry was rushed into the emergency room for internal bleeding as soon as they arrived. Mary was forced to sit in the waiting room and wait for news on his condition.
~At Hogwarts~
Professor Dumbledore sat at his desk looking over the letters that were to be sent out the next day when he had a bad feeling. Whenever he had these feelings there was something wrong with the most famous person in the wizarding world, Harry Potter.
He called for the schools potions professor Serverus Snape.
"Serverus, I need you to go and check on Mr. Harry Potter, I have a feeling he is in trouble. For one he can not be detected in his home but in a muggle hospital," Professor Dumbledore said to Snape.
"Professor why do you wish that I go?" Serverus asked.
"Because there is no one else at the school this summer, you know as well as I do that many of us return to our own homes in the summer, now Serverus, will you go?" Albus asked.
"Yes Albus I will go," Snape said he left the room and prepared to apperate.
~Back to Harry~
Mary had stayed the whole night in the waiting room and by morning they had gotten him stable. She had been questioned by the police already but without her seeing them beat him and without him being awake to say anything they were forced to tell her that Harry would return to the Dursley's.
She stayed with Harry all day but had to leave at four in the afternoon to go to work. She was worried about something but couldn't put her finger on it; she knew something was going to happen though.
Harry had been in bed all day; he had woken up three times and was presently awake right now.
"I just don't get it, why does he hit me?" he asked himself.
"That is a question that I don't know the answer to," a voice from the door said. Harry looked up to see a man wearing all black with straight black hair and pale sharp features.
"W-who a-are you?" Harry stuttered, was this man going to hit him like his uncle had done?
"My name is Serverus Snape, you will soon call e professor Snape, so you better get use to saying that," he said.
"What are y-you t-talking about?" Harry asked, this man scared him with his tone of voice. Serverus looked over the boy's small frame; he noticed a multitude of bruises. He eyed the chart as if to ask Harry if he minded. Harry nodded understand him and just laid back and took a deep breath. He ended up sending himself into a fit of coughs. Snape looked at the boy with a bit of concern as he looked at the chart:
Malnutrition Fractured wrist Three Broken ribs Sprained Ankle High Fever Large gash on right arm Many small cuts all over Scar on forehead and back *Signs of abuse*
As Snape looked over the chart his eyes fell on the last thing it said, he could have been abused and they had never even known it. As he was pondering the chart he didn't even noticed a big burly man walk into the room. He face was red and he looked rather mad. A whimper from Harry brought him back.
"You little insignificant boy, put your self in the hospital and making us pay!" the man roared.
"I a-am s-s-sorry U-uncle V-Vernon," Harry stuttered, he was terrified of this man.
"Sorry, what have I told you about that word? It is a waste of breath coming from you," as he said this he hit Harry so hard that the boy was thrown from his bed.
"Stop this right now," Serverus screamed, the burly man stopped his attack on Harry, he hadn't even noticed that he was there. Snape was disgusted to know that the famous boy, Harry Potter, had been abused by his own family!
"What are you?" Vernon asked.
"I am Professor Snape from Hogwarts and I demand that you leave right now," Snape said, all of a sudden the look of pure rage disappeared and turned to one of fear.
"Your one of them aren't you? You are one of those freaks, you can't have Harry, you won't make him one to, I won't let you," Vernon yelled.
"Does he know that he is one of us?" Snape asked. Was the boy denied his past?
"No and I will keep it that way," Vernon roared. Snape was mad to say the least it was taking all of his might not to turn this human into a rat or something.
"Leave now, I will not hesitate to curse you muggle," Snape said, he noticed how scared Harry look, along with pained.
Vernon got the picture and fled the room. Snape went to Harry and helped the boy back into his bed.
"What were you talking about?" Harry asked, he felt safer with this man though he didn't seem to like him much.
"Well Harry, I know this may come as a shock to you but you are a wizard," Snape said, he shut his eyes and waiting for the boy to screamed that he was insane or something but that never came.
"So I am a wizard huh, prove it," Harry said, he didn't really think the man was lying because it seemed that his uncle believed him and his uncle hated magic.
"Okay then," Snape said, he then took out his wand and said to it, "Windgardium Leveosa," Snape said and the glasses beside Harry's bed began to float in the air before coming back down.
"So . . . I really am I wizard!" Harry exclaimed, his ribs hurt to talk but he had to know.
"Precisely," Snape said, he knew that the boy was hurting but he wanted to see how far the boy would go before he fell asleep.
"Am I going to have to go back? You know to that place?" Harry asked his head went down to look at the floor beside his bed.
"Most certainly not, I seriously doubt that the headmaster would allow it. Now, when you are strong enough to travel then we will proceed to Hogwarts," Snape said.
Harry yawned before asking, "What and where is Hogwarts?"
"It is pretty far away actually but to answer the earlier of the questions it is the most renowned school of witchcraft and wizardry," Snape said, Harry could tell that he said it will pride.
"I see," Harry said before he found him self fall asleep unwillingly. The last thing he saw was his soon to be professor with his wand using magic to get Harry to fall asleep.
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I hope you like it, review and tell me!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything!
Notes: This is my first Harry Potter fic so please don't flame me. I have read a lot of them and I think I have one that you will enjoy. A few things I want to add in the beginning, please in your reviews don't ask too many personal questions. Others have in my previous stories and I find it very unnerving. Please just do mw that favor. There is another thing I want to tell you, I have another fic that I am very dedicated to so this one comes second. I have little time to write but any spare time I have goes into my stories. Anyway, enough from me here is the story:
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Harry James Potter found himself sitting under the stairs in a closet again. His new wounds on his arm bleed profoundly. As he shifted his position he whimpered in pain, the fracture in his arm pulsated with pain.
Little Harry wished he had someone who cared about him, someone to take him away from these people. Or if that was impossible at least someone to end all of the pain he was going threw.
He had some family left, at the thought of the Dursley's he started to laugh. Like they gave a shit about him, they were the cause of all his pain. Oh yes, dear Uncle Vernon, everyone in this family knew how much he hated Harry.
His Aunt Petunia, she was a character, she cheered her husband on as he beat the life out of their nephew.
Then the last member of the house was Harry's overweight cousin Dudley. This boy had to take the cake; he managed to steel any food that Harry got. Even the stolen scraps could be sniffed out by that pig and taken from him.
Of course when Harry was caught stealing any kind of food he was punished with a large amount of pain. Harry finally was claimed by sleep but he knew it wasn't going to last. Soon his cousin would come down the stairs making it crumble under him and that would wake Harry.
Harry woke to the sound of his aunt screaming his name.
"HARRY GET YOUR LAZY BUTT IN HERE RIGHT NOW" his aunt screamed. Harry jumped at the loud noise and made his way out of his 'room' as soon as he could.
"I am sorry Aunt Petunia, I guess Dudley didn't wake me this morning," Harry said, they all knew that it was Harry's job to wake and make breakfast for the family, everyone but himself.
"I don't want to hear you blame this on my perfect little Dudley-wudley," she said as she hit him. Normally Harry would have been strong enough to only back off a few steps but he hadn't been feeling all too well lately and was sent sprawling to the ground. "Now make breakfast, I will be telling Vernon what you said too, you will be punished," she added.
Harry nodded and made breakfast. As soon as he was done he had to do all of his chores, if they weren't done before his uncle was done then he would be in a lot more trouble then he was already in.
As Harry was weeding the garden he felt light headed, he knew he couldn't stop to get himself some water so he pressed on threw the pain. He finished the garden with much pain and the next chore today was to pain the fence. Harry wasn't sure he would be able to do it.
Halfway threw the job Harry felt dizzy; he slumped back on the newly painted fence earning himself white stripes on his oversized shirt.
The neighbor had been watching Harry with much concern as he did his chores. She did everyday, she knew that something went on in that house and the boy was getting hurt but she needed proof.
As soon as she saw him slump against the fence she knew there was something wrong with him, she knew that Harry knew all the chores needed to be done before his uncle came home. This is why she was concerned to see him take a break and fall back.
When the Dursley's had moved in she had no problem, especially when they had found a small child at their door. She had been more then helpful about the boy; she had babysat him whenever she could for them and all.
Lately she noticed that when they went out they left him alone and the only time the boy was allowed outside was to do his chores. Never the less she still kept a close eye on him.
When she saw that act she had jumped to the phone and called the hospital. After telling them all the information that they needed she ran out the door to the fallen boy.
"Harry, wake up its Mary, your old babysitter," she said, she was trying to sound soothing but her anger could be heard threw her voice. When she got to reply she was alarmed. Her hand found his forehead and she pulled her hand back in fright. Harry was burning up with a fever.
The ambulance arrived at 4 Privet Drive they were disgusted to find a small child in this state. They lifted him into the car and they were off to the hospital.
Harry was rushed into the emergency room for internal bleeding as soon as they arrived. Mary was forced to sit in the waiting room and wait for news on his condition.
~At Hogwarts~
Professor Dumbledore sat at his desk looking over the letters that were to be sent out the next day when he had a bad feeling. Whenever he had these feelings there was something wrong with the most famous person in the wizarding world, Harry Potter.
He called for the schools potions professor Serverus Snape.
"Serverus, I need you to go and check on Mr. Harry Potter, I have a feeling he is in trouble. For one he can not be detected in his home but in a muggle hospital," Professor Dumbledore said to Snape.
"Professor why do you wish that I go?" Serverus asked.
"Because there is no one else at the school this summer, you know as well as I do that many of us return to our own homes in the summer, now Serverus, will you go?" Albus asked.
"Yes Albus I will go," Snape said he left the room and prepared to apperate.
~Back to Harry~
Mary had stayed the whole night in the waiting room and by morning they had gotten him stable. She had been questioned by the police already but without her seeing them beat him and without him being awake to say anything they were forced to tell her that Harry would return to the Dursley's.
She stayed with Harry all day but had to leave at four in the afternoon to go to work. She was worried about something but couldn't put her finger on it; she knew something was going to happen though.
Harry had been in bed all day; he had woken up three times and was presently awake right now.
"I just don't get it, why does he hit me?" he asked himself.
"That is a question that I don't know the answer to," a voice from the door said. Harry looked up to see a man wearing all black with straight black hair and pale sharp features.
"W-who a-are you?" Harry stuttered, was this man going to hit him like his uncle had done?
"My name is Serverus Snape, you will soon call e professor Snape, so you better get use to saying that," he said.
"What are y-you t-talking about?" Harry asked, this man scared him with his tone of voice. Serverus looked over the boy's small frame; he noticed a multitude of bruises. He eyed the chart as if to ask Harry if he minded. Harry nodded understand him and just laid back and took a deep breath. He ended up sending himself into a fit of coughs. Snape looked at the boy with a bit of concern as he looked at the chart:
Malnutrition Fractured wrist Three Broken ribs Sprained Ankle High Fever Large gash on right arm Many small cuts all over Scar on forehead and back *Signs of abuse*
As Snape looked over the chart his eyes fell on the last thing it said, he could have been abused and they had never even known it. As he was pondering the chart he didn't even noticed a big burly man walk into the room. He face was red and he looked rather mad. A whimper from Harry brought him back.
"You little insignificant boy, put your self in the hospital and making us pay!" the man roared.
"I a-am s-s-sorry U-uncle V-Vernon," Harry stuttered, he was terrified of this man.
"Sorry, what have I told you about that word? It is a waste of breath coming from you," as he said this he hit Harry so hard that the boy was thrown from his bed.
"Stop this right now," Serverus screamed, the burly man stopped his attack on Harry, he hadn't even noticed that he was there. Snape was disgusted to know that the famous boy, Harry Potter, had been abused by his own family!
"What are you?" Vernon asked.
"I am Professor Snape from Hogwarts and I demand that you leave right now," Snape said, all of a sudden the look of pure rage disappeared and turned to one of fear.
"Your one of them aren't you? You are one of those freaks, you can't have Harry, you won't make him one to, I won't let you," Vernon yelled.
"Does he know that he is one of us?" Snape asked. Was the boy denied his past?
"No and I will keep it that way," Vernon roared. Snape was mad to say the least it was taking all of his might not to turn this human into a rat or something.
"Leave now, I will not hesitate to curse you muggle," Snape said, he noticed how scared Harry look, along with pained.
Vernon got the picture and fled the room. Snape went to Harry and helped the boy back into his bed.
"What were you talking about?" Harry asked, he felt safer with this man though he didn't seem to like him much.
"Well Harry, I know this may come as a shock to you but you are a wizard," Snape said, he shut his eyes and waiting for the boy to screamed that he was insane or something but that never came.
"So I am a wizard huh, prove it," Harry said, he didn't really think the man was lying because it seemed that his uncle believed him and his uncle hated magic.
"Okay then," Snape said, he then took out his wand and said to it, "Windgardium Leveosa," Snape said and the glasses beside Harry's bed began to float in the air before coming back down.
"So . . . I really am I wizard!" Harry exclaimed, his ribs hurt to talk but he had to know.
"Precisely," Snape said, he knew that the boy was hurting but he wanted to see how far the boy would go before he fell asleep.
"Am I going to have to go back? You know to that place?" Harry asked his head went down to look at the floor beside his bed.
"Most certainly not, I seriously doubt that the headmaster would allow it. Now, when you are strong enough to travel then we will proceed to Hogwarts," Snape said.
Harry yawned before asking, "What and where is Hogwarts?"
"It is pretty far away actually but to answer the earlier of the questions it is the most renowned school of witchcraft and wizardry," Snape said, Harry could tell that he said it will pride.
"I see," Harry said before he found him self fall asleep unwillingly. The last thing he saw was his soon to be professor with his wand using magic to get Harry to fall asleep.
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I hope you like it, review and tell me!