DISCLAIMER: I don't own Harry Potter and co., I only wish I did! sigh If I owned Harry Potter, EVERYONE would be gay! Cause that's teh hawtness!
Harry yawned and stretched as he awoke from his slumber. He wiped the golden-honeyed sleep from his deep whirlpools of emerald green. He stretched gracefully, like a puma, and cracked his bones. He dressed with amazing speed and flawless grace and bounded down the stairs, his feet barely touching the steps, even though Aunt Petunia and Dudley were out, Uncle Vernon was home with a cold, and Harry didn't want to disturb him.
Harry felt ambitious, and helped himself to a large, juicy grapefruit. The ominous thumping announced the arrival of his humongous, plump relative.
"Why you greedy little shit!" snarled Vernon. Vernon removed his belt, and his pants fell to his feet prohibiting how fast he could run at Harry. Nether the less, Vernon caught Harry and proceeded to slap him with the sharp, faux silver buckle.
Harry screamed. It hurt. It hurt worse than a thousand volcanoes emptying themselves of all their lava directly onto him, burning him, scalding him.
"P-p-please st-st-stoooop!" Harry pleaded pitifully, but Vernon continued, even after Harry lost consciousness.
When Harry came to several minutes later, he realized he was lying on the kitchen table. He felt something, and looked down to see Vernon fumbling with the waistband of Harry's pants. Harry opened his mouth and tried to scream as Vernon removed Harry's pants, but no sound came out. Harry shut his eyes as the pain washed over him. Waves of it came, again and again like a chain of tsunamis. Tears flowed from beneath his emerald eyes, and he found he was unable to make a lot of noise.
When Vernon had finally finished, he left the room. Harry slowly sat up and got down from the table. He managed to drag himself to his room, where he locked the door and then collapsed on his bed.
Harry lay on his bed for hours, silently weeping. He was in a lot of pain, and he felt incredibly dirty. He curled into the fetal position and began rocking back and forth, hoping the pain would eventually stop.
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