A/N: So this is my very first fanfiction so be forbearing with me!!!!




Troubled times:


`I have to run,
keep running,
don't stop!
Come on or he will get you, again and then beat you.
But why? He has never done that before, why did it start this summer?
I have not done anything out of the ....ordinary.. if you can call the last summers that! Yeah there is a place to hide, just there behind the corner, he wont see me! I am save, save from him!!!!!`

A breathless Harry Potter hide behind a street corner and ducked his had, he had trouble to control his breathing but tried desperately for he did not want his uncle to hear his harsh breathing when he would, should come this way.
Of course, the corner of the street was not the best place to hide, but he could not run any longer. His ribs ached and he was sure that some of them where cracked if not broken, he felt a throbbing pain in his head from a conciseness and because of this barley noticed the pain from the forming bruises and cuts all over his body. `Yeah that does happen if you uncle uses you as your punching bag'

But he had no time to dwell on this thought, for in this moment, a big fad man came running down the street.The mans face was purple and his eyes had a berserk look.

All that Harry could do was to press himself deeper in the corner and to try not to breath to loud! But his uncle Vernon seemed to have noticed something.
He stopped just besides the corner, his brow raised and it seemed like he was trying to think, if that was even possible in such a sick mind.
He looked down the street, Harrys gaze followed his, and there he saw it blood,

his blood

he hadn't noticed that his wounds where that.....grave , well but he would not have run away if they weren't now would he!!!!
His uncle had seen the blood, it was only a matter of seconds till he would understand what this trace would mean, and then he would follow this trace which would lead him right to Harry!

A panicked look crossed Harrys face, he was lost, there where no way out of this misery. Nobody could save him now!!!!
Uncle Vernon would find him and than he would beat him up like he did the last 3 weeks.

'But why, why did Vernon beat me up?'

were the last thoughts that passed Harrys mind before his uncle saw him and gave him a blow to the had that send him into the world of dreams, which would be better then the reality he had faced before you might think.
But not for Harry, he came to the world of the nightmares, his personal hell.
You wouldn't believe it but he preferred the Dursleys even if they recently began to beat him up!
The only difference was that he had a chance to flee from the Dursleys but his nightmares would always haunt him!
And there was no way to fight them back!
The Question that haunted him the whole three weeks in which he was abused was,

' why do they abuse me? What have I done wrong?'

The Dursleys where his only left relatives and he wanted them to love him, or accept him.
Of course he understood very early that they never would.

Until this summer holidays they had just treated him with indifference, which was not much ,but o.k.
But this, the beating, it was to much he couldn't take it and therefore he tried to run away ,to escape this hell he lived in so that he would only be living the hell in his dreams not the one in reality as well!


Now after this 3 weeks, lying in his bad slowly coming back to conscious and remembering his `escape` he came to the only logical conclusion he could take

: It has to be his fate, there was no other answer. He Harry Potter deserved all this, after all the magical world must have noticed something but they might just think he deserved it. After Sirius death he couldn't blame them.........

.... And with this thoughts he closed his eyes resigned and hoped of a dreamless sleep even if he knew that he didn't deserved it!


TBC