All those who reviewed are AWESOME!!!!! Since it's a weekend and I don't have any homework (YAY!! HOW AWESOME IS THAT?!?), I may have time to update once or twice a day.

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Cpbusted: Okay, I'll try my best. My homework might get in the way on weekdays though, so I'll try to update everyday on weekends.

Frozen Demon: Hmm...what do you think? LOL, glad that you like this. And yes, you are pretty nice!

Deathdragon4: oh, yes, the homework is bad....that's alright if you cant finish it now....I'm completely different, though, if I'm into the book I won't stop reading it until I'm done or I'm too tired to finish. 8D

OK, I will admit that the beginning of the story came to me while I was falling asleep one night, and I was gonna put it as a different story, but, alas, I didn't. Wow, this is the longest story I've written! hugs self I feel so loved!

Title: I Love You

Author: Ecovyen

Disclaimer

Warnings: If you've made it this far, you already know.

So far, Harry had burnt breakfast, started half the kitchen on firre, broke Aunt Marge's dogs leg, and wasted a plate of scraps because Dudley tripped him and they flew into the dirt.

Vernon kickd Harry up up the rest of the stairs. "Go to your room, boy, and I'll be up there to punish you accordingly in a matter of minutes." Harry crawled into his bedroom, his chest burning with the pain from his uncles steel toed boots.

Within the moment, Harry heard his uncles feet pounding up the stairs. When he heard the door open, Vernon grabbed Harry by the hair. He then watched Harry writhe in pain for a second, and then threw him against the wall.

"Do you know how much damage you did?" Vernon spat at his nephew. "The damage you did to that dog is worth your life, the kitchen is burnt to a crisp on one side, and there was a pile of scraps that you could've fed to that dog, but no, you trip over your damn feet and you have to throw them in the dirt." He kicked Harry again. Then, picking him up again, he pushed him to the wall, and landed a fist across his face. Harry was knocked out.

"Serves you right, all the damage you did," Vernon said, kicking Harry and leaving him to the dim lit room.

Later, at about four in the morning, Harry awoke. He checked the clock on his nightstand and crept silently out of the room to take a shower. He took off his blood stained clothing, turned on the water, and stepped in.

Harry didn't notice the door creep open silently, or the lights dim slightly. But he did notice when a familiar black had clasped over his mouth.

"Shh," he said, handing Harry a towel. Harry took it, wrapped it around his waist, and stood to look at him.

"Harry! Harry wake up!" Fred said, shaking his boyfriend violently. Harry was crying in his sleep quietly, and he finally woke up, once Fred had shook him hard enough.

"Fred!" Harry whispered, his arms clutching Freds arms. Fred embraced him against his own shirtless chest.

"It's okay, Harry, it was only a dream," Fred said soothingly. Harry cried onto his shoulder for a while, but when Fred rubbed his back, and started nibbling on his ear, Harry calmed down enough to tell Fred what his dream was about. "Did your uncle ever beat you?" Fred asked after Harry told him about it.

Harry shook his head violently. "No, except for a few times when he hit me because of the really bad things I did wrong, but he never actually did it in sessions." Fred leaned against the back of the bed, letting Harry rest his head against his chest. After about another hour, Harry finally fell back asleep.

I know most of this chapter was the dream, and that it was REALLY short, but it looked so much longer in im my notebook., I swear. So what did you think of this chapter? Since I have other people in the room I won't update it right away, but it will be up soon. sigh Hopefully, I can get internet in my room so I can always update on one computer...EEP! I like this story, so it's more to please me than anyone else...If the readers like it, THAT'S AWESOME! I was going to have Vernon rape Harry, but I didn't because I thought it might make the readers mad...Well, let me know.