Chapter Two
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"Damn it" Harry muttered to himself when we awoke the next morning to fine the sun shining through his bedroom window. He jumped to his feet and raced to the door, to his dismay he found it locked. Harry's breath quickened and came out in short puffs. Oh he remembered the last time he was locked in this room. He remembered all to well, panic gripped at him and he curled in a small ball in the corner of his room to scared to move but also afraid not to. Small tremors shook the small raven haired boys frame, as a few silent sobs racked is over worked body. He hated pitying himself but there was no one else to do it for him, Harry was trying to figure out what he had done to deserve a family like this a family who... no don't think about it he scolded himself it'll only make things worse.
Finally after a few hours he stood up and walked to the loose floor board and opened it, he smiled bitterly when he saw the huge potions assignment he still had to complete. He pulled out his photo album and looked through all the pictures of his happy waving parents, letting the tears stream down his face and bounce off the pages in the book. He then saw the picture of Sirius and the sobbing grew louder, he had just lost Sirius 'its my fault he's dead, I should be the one dead' Harry thought to himself. 'why can't I be the one dead, I'd rather be dead then be living here.' Finally after crying for a while Harry got up and looked out his window to the street just in time to see Uncle Vernon pull into the driveway.
For the second time that day he felt panic grip at his heart and felt the need to vomit. Harry darted to the corner between his bed and the wall and sat there shaking, just waiting for his uncle to come up and give him his beating. He knew there would be one there was always a beating that he needed, or at least he felt that he needed. Thundering footsteps pounded down the long hallway as he heard his uncle fumbling with the keys, Harry heard the lock click open and his breath stopped as his uncle stormed into the room. "Get over here boy" Vernon said into an all to calm and quite voice looking in Harry's direction. Gradually Harry rose to his feet and shakily walked to his uncle, staring intently at the floor. "You've been nothing but trouble since the day I took you in" He said in the say calm voice "I think you need to be taught a lesson again don't you?" Harry let silent tears drip down his face shaking his head no "p-please no u-uncle Vernon please!" He said in a high pitched pleading voice.
A grin broke out across Vernon's face as he pulled his belt off, "Down" he ordered and Harry got on his knees as he was told. The Belt flew back and slammed into his back again and again over and over again until Harry lost count. The seemingly endless beating lasted for about 15 minutes but for Harry it felt like an eternity. During this time Harry had dropped on his stomach and just took his beating, when it was over his Uncle dropped to his knees beside Harry and rolled him over to his back. Harry let out a gasp of pain and his raw bleeding back touched the floor. His Uncle stared at him "It seems you need to be taught this lesson a few more times before your truly ready to obey I'll be back shortly" He said and stormed out the door locking it behind him.
Harry managed to drag himself to his corner again, curl up in a ball and cry himself to sleep.
Well not much, but I like it enough there most likely will be Rape in one of the upcoming chapters so if you don't like it I suggest you don't read it. No there will be no magic rescue But there will be slash between Harry and someone else you'll have to read to find out!
3 Shannon