Here's the next chapter and I hope you like it. Please read and review thanks love Hermione xxx
Harry looked around tears of confusion and rage in his eyes. I mean they hadn't wanted to actually do him any harm but couldn't afford to care for him and couldn't use his magical money either. Vernon had been right when he'd asked what sort of person gives non magical people magical currency to care for their nephew. I mean Dumbledore was a complete and utter fool. Harry had been slapped the first time actually by a financially drained and stressed Vernon who was behind on his bills and couldn't afford anything any more. I mean this was the reason they had only Dudley as their son. Petunia had wanted more children but they simply couldn't afford more which is why they had never had any more.
Initially the abuse had started out over extreme stress and monetary worries and while that was ever so slightly understandable it had formed into the evil monster he grew up with. There was no reason he should have been so vilely treated even if they seriously couldn't afford him. They could have at least been nice and tried the best they could to deal with it in some way. He didn't need new school books. Those could have been second hand. He did need a uniform which was his own size but they could have shopped at cheaper shops to buy cheaper ingredients but Dudley wouldn't hear of that so he always looked abused even at times when he wasn't. I mean other families did it. There were always ways to save money so things worked out. There was no reason for him to constantly wear Dudley's too large cast-offs so he looked even more abused then he was. Right now he wished to kill Dumbledore for all the unnecessary shit he'd put him through.
He thought that if that money had been pounds it would have been better. What an idiot Dumbledore had been. He then hated the Dursleys because they had elected to make the choices they did and despite Dumbledore acting like the biggest cunt alive had still chosen to abuse him. He really couldn't understand his feelings on the matter.
"I mean Will what if they had been given pounds to care for me? Would that have made it better? Would they have stopped when I asked them to? I mean I know stress does crazy things to people!" he stressed his breathing becoming erratic as he tried to process it all too fast. He was very dizzy and before he knew what gad happened he'd fainted.
He was revived by Will who gave him a sugary drink and had him take small sips from it. "There you go now Harry come on that's it. It's ok and I'm not surprised you fainted. You've had all this pressure all of your life and no way of processing it until now. That's enough to screw with anyone. Stop expecting so much of yourself Harry. Give yourself a break and allow yourself to feel" he said soothingly as Harry looked unsure before he burst into floods of tears and was inconsolable. It just all came crashing down on him in one go and Wills heart broke just looking at the poor broken boy before him. He should never have had to deal with all of this but he had. It was so tough for the poor guy. He just sat there rubbing soothing circles on Harry's back as he cried. It was much healthier to get these things out. It was also better for mental health and this notion that men shouldn't cry really fucked Will off. They needed to cry from time to time so let them at it. Half an hour later Harry has stopped crying and felt truly relaxed for the first time in his life. He had expressed himself openly and he had not gotten hurt for doing it physically or otherwise.
It felt truly freeing to be able to express ones self just as you needed to without judgement. "Harry never let anyone anywhere ever tell you that men shouldn't cry. If you feel you need to cry you do it as much as you like. In Hogwarts on the seventh floor you will come across a tapestry of a troll teaching some people ballet. You should walk back and forth three times in front of it thinking of a place you would like to go and then a door will appear there leading you to the room of requirement. This is a magical room which is capable of becoming anything we need it to. I discovered it in my time at Hogwarts making it become a luxurious bathroom with a huge bath in it to chill out in. It was very sumptuous. I would advise you ask the room for this and anything else you need when you need it. Also this room would be a good place to go if you feel like you need have a good cry but don't want anyone else to see you do it. Just think about what I'm saying. It truly will help you out!" he said as Harry smiled at him gratefully.
"Thank you so much Will for listening to me. I mean I know it's your job but you truly do help to make me feel not so shit all the damn time. At least with you I can be myself. I know our time is up but I've really enjoyed today" he said as Will smiled at him.
"Yes you are right our time is up. Here take this diary and knife. Slice your finger and drop three drops of your blood on the diary. This insures it can't be stolen or looked in by anyone but you. If you need advise on anything at all or wish to write to me about how you are feeling at any time of day or night please use this to do it. Also nothing you ever tell me is too much ok? Even if you've had a dream or nightmare you need help with deciphering you can write to me here about it. I will always have this book on me at all times and it is charmed to go off with a noise at night should you write to me in it past nine pm. Have a lovely day Harry and we'll continue this meeting next week. You should also note that the trunk never picks a number of memories to view that we wouldn't be able to handle in our meetings hence why it picked five this time" he said hugging Harry before he left. It had been a warm and gentle embrace which was so different to the smothering hugs he had received in the past from Molly Weasley and the like. It was such a comfort to him.
He vowed to cuddle with Hermione much more as it truly comforted him much more then he realised. He stepped out into the street again a little red round the eyes from his crying session but did feel lighter. He went into Honeydukes and picked up a box of chocolate cauldrons for Hermione and a box of sugar quills for him. He had become quite addicted to sucking on them while he did his homework and Hermione never complained when he tasted like strawberries later when she kissed him so it was all good. He then decided to do something which he knew was wrong but did feel he had no choice. He bought some cheap chocolates and a trip to the potions store later saw them infused heavily with a revulsion potion targetting him in them. He had Dobby deliver them to Ginny who took them with glee after saying he'd had a change of heart. She took the chocolates and giggled like a schoolgirl as she began eating them. She lost control and before she knew it the entire box was gone as she'd never had a whole box of anything to herself that wasn't a feminine hygiene product. She didn't once think of Harry but when she did see him as he returned to school she ran to the bathroom to vomit.
My goodness he was utterly repulsively vile wasn't he? Eww. I mean the thought of him even being in the same house as her grossed her out. She couldn't stop vomiting however and rushed to Madam Pomfrey for help as the more she thought about him the more sick she became. Eww. She arrived at Madam Pomfrey's with what can only be described as a sea of vomit coming from her mouth. This is going to be a long damn day! Madam Pomfrey thought escorting her inside.