A/N: Well I couldn't wait to get the next chapter up! I've written a lot of this fic already, I'm on chapter five *celebrates* This is from Harry's POV and I find him really hard to write!

Thank you's to: Touya Koori Tenshi, RAiNbOwGrL22, baby girl and Catmint! You're my first reviewers of this fic, so here this chapter is for you!

Warning: Yes more slash and violence!

Disclaimer: All characters belong to JK. Rowling! Wished they were mine though (

****

I lie on my bed, clenching my stomach as a new wave of hunger washes over me. Dudley had again stolen my food. I do not mind really, I am used to it. I roll over, facing the wall, closing my eyes in the semi-darkness of my room.

Darkness...ha! I have lost most that I care about to darkness, and I fear I will lose more. A darkness that we cannot escape, no matter how hard we try. I know that now my friends stick by me through fear. I have not had one card from my so-called friends. I would even give anything for a word from Malfoy, my enemy.

"Boy! Get down these stairs now!" The voice of my uncle barked.

I sat up slowly, sighing. Why does he wish to make my life worse then it is already? What have I done to deserve to pain of what I feel now? My only true morsel of family I had left has been stolen from me, and still the pain carries on! The darkness still rips at my soul like a ravenous wolf.

I walk slowly down the stairs, fearing the worse. I walk into the living room, and I am slightly fazed by the bright lights. My aunt, uncle and cousin sit starring at me as though I am alien.

"Explain..." My uncle barked, pointing at a letter.

I glanced down at the letter, but did not recognise the hand-writing. Still, a light flicked inside of me. I looked at my Uncle innocently.

"Well, it's a letter. You know those things you get in the post or by..." I stopped, knowing I had gone too far, seeing the colour of my Uncle's face, going from red to deep plum.

"I KNOW WHAT IT IS!" He roared, "BUT WHY IS THE OWL DROPPING IT ON ME?!"

I stood, watching him. I had no answer. He thrust the letter into my hands and dragged me up the stairs. He threw me into my room where I slammed into the wall. He followed me in, slamming the door. I looked up at him wondering what he was about to do.

He lifted his fist and hit me across my face.

"I've had enough of this freakiness!" He hissed. I looked at him fearfully. This was the first time he had touched me like that.

He pulled me up and pushed me against the wall. I glared at him, not letting myself fall. I would not give him the satisfaction of seeing my pain. His hands slipped into my hair and he lowered his face to mine.

His lips closed around mine and he started kissing me. I stood in shock, as his hands slipped around my body, violating every part of me.

The darkness crept over my new found light. I cannot stop myself from going under.

Hours later I lie on my bed, again starring into the darkness. A single tear slips down my face.

If only you could see me now, Malfoy! My pride has been stolen from me. My soul left bare. Only you were here! You could see me Malfoy, lying here in pain, just like the pain I know I inflict upon you. You could see the bruises tarnishing my delicate skin. Maybe they would heal the bruises I put upon your soul. If only you could see the Great Harry Potter now!

***

Thanks for reading! Don't forget to review! And I can't believe I did that too Harry! It makes me feel sick! Love you guys!