(A/N: This is just a little poem it came to my mind as I wrote the story A helping hand but it has not a real end. So I just wanted to put it here but it is not a real chapter just so you can see what I want to express when I say Harry is getting beaten)


If you want me to remove it just write it. o.k.?


Hit the wall with a crack,
punshing, kicking with a smirk he goes,
praying,praying don´t come back,
crawling to the bed, no emotion shown.


He fell unconscious on the blood covered sheets,
having a nightmare how he beats,
eyes snap open, a few tears fall,
his mouth screams a desperate call.


end