"Hey guys." Harry said softly staring at his shoes, he was angry at them but he knew his place all to well and didn't want them to be angered at him.
"Harry!" Hermine yelled relived and ran to give her friend a bone-crushing hug followed by a teary Ginny and Mrs.Weasly who was looking him over with a watchful eye.
"Harry dear, you are to skinny for your own good. My boy we should get you a proper breakfast right now, come along kids." Mrs.Weasley said taking action and bustling into the kitchen her plump form finding the right materials quickly, within seconds she was cooking up a storm.
"Sorry Mrs.Weasley." Harry murmered still looking at his feet, he felt like throwing up the minute smelled the food.
"It's nothing to be sorry over Harry, those bloody muggles should be the ones who are sorry. It's not your fault." Hermione said frowning, why did he blame it on himslef, and why hadn't he looked at anyone yet?
"'Mione's right mate, it's those blasted Muggles fault. Lets go play some quidditch!" Ron said, he had been informed of the large field before arriving and was more than ready to engage his friend in a friendly game of two on two. Harry nodded and dutifully followed Ron out the back doors to the large feild. Hoping every second that he didn't become sick or anger his friends.
Sirius watched concerned as Harry remained quiet and once again entered his shell that they had been able to drag him out of theses last few days, maybe he just had to get used to the added company and being back with his friends. Sirius focused on Molly who was now complaing to them about Harry's weight and how pale he was, Remus was spaced out and Sirius himself was about to enter a trance before he heard Molly yelling at them to pay attention. Dang, so close.
For an hour the kids played quidditch, it was Harry and Ginny against Hermione and Ron. Harry and Ginny won and Ron was furious cause he was beaten by his little sister. Ron had always been a sore loser but know it was worse, Ginny had beaten him! Ginny! His little sister he was yelling at them outraged before they all laneded.
"You cheated! Ginny you cheated! Or Harry! It was you! Teachign my little sister to cheat, no wonder you win all the time! Well lets let the little harry potter get away with cheating, after all he will defeat the Dark Lord! Pah! You are just as worse as him! You are a liar! Leaving us in the dark while you were here! Ginny and Hermione were crying over you! You were probably not caring about us! You probably didn't even realize the pain and hurt we were in, not knowing if you were okay or not! But you don't care do you! You never did care about us! You don't even know what pain is! The Special boy-who-Lives, never will his spoiled body be hurt or in trouble!" Ron had left the cheating idea a while ago, know he was taking his anger out on Harry about being kept in the dark, maybe he went to far but Ron was angry at his mate for making his sister and his one crush cry. He hated their faces when they learned that Harry was missing, he hated the sound of their crying that haunted his sleep everynight. He hated Harry for making them feel that way.
Harry was shocked, he kew this would happen, Hermione and Ginny didn't look at either of them he didn't know if they were angry at Ron or angry at him, all he knew is that Ron said he didnt' know pain, that he didn't know hurt. Ron was wrong! Harry thought with anger as he started shaking his fists balled at his sides so hard they were bleeding already.
"You. Know. Nothing. Of. Pain." Harry grounded out as ron laughed.
"Really? Then tell me you spoiled prissy! What is pain to the sacred Boy-Who-Lived?" Ron gauffed as Ginny realized this was going to get out of control to soon, she ran for her mom or Sirius, or even Remus. Somebody to calm the boys down.
"Pain. Pain is when you hear the screaming of your parents every night, pain is when you are abondonded at your birthday, pain is when you Uncle beats you every night just to hear you scream in agony, pain is when Cedric Diggory dies because of you! You don't know pain Ron! You will never know pian! When will you have to get up at four in the morning just so you can do chorse's, when you have to be in the living room at five thirty five at night so your drunk angered Uncle can have you there to beat every fuckin night! When will you have to start a ladder of pain to relive your self of the guilt! I killed Cedric! I killed my parents! More will die if I stay in touch with you but you don't leave me alone! You never do! You think I am as bad as Voldemort! I am worse, I kill people for no reason, they care for me and I kill then! You think you know pain? You had to live in the dark for three days! Big deal! I had to live in the dark all fucking year! I had to deal with the fact that voldemort was getting stronger and I had to stop him eventaully! I had to live with being raped, beaten, kicked, punched, whipped, and sliced! You want to know how I dealt with my hurt! you all want to know?" Harry asked laughing like a maniac through his tears he glared at the shocked group surrounding him instead of seeing concerned and suprise family and friends he saw mocking figures. "I cut myslef! Every slice represents my flowing pain, every slice of that cold blade through my skin shows how much everything is my fault! Look! You see what goes on in my not-so-sacred life! You think I am happy with my life Ronald?" Harry adsked his wrist outstrectched towards Ron showing just how far up the cuts went, almost to his elbows, some deep, some the same cut over and over again, some old, some fairly new. All showing just how far Harry Potter had sunk into the darkness. "Do you still think I don't know pain? Do you still want my life?" Harry murmered finally calming down with mental and physical exhautions he sank to his kness and cried his broked shattered heart out, imaging each tear was black from his shattered soul. In this moment Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and Mrs.Weasley saw what Sirius and Remus had seent their first night with Harry, they saw the broken teen, who had a destiny he never wanted, a life he wanted to go away, a heart that was broken with grief, and a soul that was shattered to peices that may never all be found again.
Remus stepped into action, he knew Harry ahd been cutting himself, he had hiddent the knifes or charmed them. He walked up to Harry and picked the teen up, then walked through the crowd without a word and carried Harry to his room, setting him on his bed, taking of his cloak and his shoes. Harry by now ad passed out was whimpering in his sleep, Remus gave him a gentle kiss on his scar before murming gently, "We will help you my boy, I promise I will." stepping out of the boy's room Remus prepared himself for the talk with the crowd who was now gathered in the kitchen shocked and silent. Squaring his shoulders Remus walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. It would be a long few weeks. Who knows how deep Harry's pain went, who knows how long it would take for him to heal, who knew if he would heal at all.
There, again to all my faithful reviewers I wuv you guys!
Harry is becoming an interesting character, he is based on me and my firneds and our pain. Hope you guys are still with me, I know it took me a LONG while to update.
-Secretlycharmed13/Katie