Warning, child abuse
Chapter 1.
Harry groaned in pain, a pale sheen of sweat glistening on his face as he rolled over midday. He had gotten beaten on the night of the Mason fiasco. Badly. Harry could feel the broken ribs from being slammed into the wall by Vernon, the deep cuts in his back from the belt, and his wrist that had once been broken, being slammed into the door by Dudley, had been rebroken. Additional locks and a cat flap had been placed on his door. Bars that looked like decorative window creations, because Aunt Petunia would never let the neighbors think anything untoward would be going on in her household, had been placed on his window. It had been 3 days since he had gotten any food.
Shrick
The sound of a tray being pushed through the cat flap had Harry crawling over to the tray, which held a plastic bottle of water, four aspirin, an unopened, expired can of soup, and a spoon. Harry swallowed one of the aspirin dry, hid the other three in the loose floorboard under the bed, swallowed a few mouthfuls of water and used a sharp chunk of an old glass fish tank that had held Dudley's turtle once, to cut open the can of soup. Harry swallowed greedy mouthfuls of the cold, disgusting brew, with cold chunky vegetables with the soup congealing around it. Harry forced himself to stop, and save half of it. The way the Dursleys' were acting, it was quite possible that they meant to starve him to death, and he had to ration any resources the Dursleys deigned to give him. He crawled back to the bed, thankful that at least Hedwig had gotten away.
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Severus Snape was currently very angry. Being one of the only teachers who opted to stay at the school over the summer time, he did not know what to do with the annoying Snowy owl who had deemed it necessary to attack him constantly. No matter where he went, the blasted bird followed, squawking. Finally, after two weeks of the blasted animal, he had given up. He summoned all of the heads of houses from their homes, as this must be some form of prank from a student, none of the Slytherins had a snowy female, and they all knew not to annoy him. They all sat in his quarters.
"Really Severus, what is this about?" Minerva asked him. Severus paced angrily.
"Undoubtedly some idiotic student decided to play a prank upon me." He grabbed the caged owl, his arms cut up underneath his cloak, from wrestling her into one of them this morning.
"This blasted chicken" The owl squawked indignantly at being called a chicken "Has been attacking me for all of two weeks. I demand to know what student owns this owl" Minerva paled.
"That is Potter's bird, but he would never-" Minerva continued talking, most likely commending Potter on all of his attributes. Potter! Of course it would be that arrogant brat! He and his cronies would think it would be great fun to play such a prank on him. So much like his father, the boy would be proud. Severus thought scathingly. Well, he would just have to pay Potter a visit.
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