DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING EXCEPT THE PLOT, ALL CHARACTERS BELONG TO JK ROWLING (although i wish they didnt)
TW: abuse, graphic violence
WARNING: GRAPHIC DEPICTIONS OF VIOLENCE.
"How dare you speak to me that way" Lyall Lupin roared.
"I'm sorry father, I didn't mean to" a small scrawny boy named Remus Lupin pleaded.
"What have I told you about speaking out of turn Half-breed" Lyall sneered, his fist raised.
Remus held his hands in front of his face, trying to protect it from the blow he knew would come any minute. When it didn't Remus peeked through his fingers and squealed in fear when his father stood there holding something sharp.
"This is what you deserve, werewolf." Lyall growled before plunging the sharp object deep into the boy's hand.
Remus bit back a cry of pain and tried to hold down his tears. His father then grabbed his head and starved to carve the word werewolf, across his forehead. He carved each letter slowly to ensure that Remus was in excruciating pain.
Blood was running down Remus' face and getting in his eyes. He could taste the salty liquid. He lay very still in his bed, hoping that his father wouldn't come in again. He heard the door creak. Remus cringed.
"Werewolf!" Lyall called out. "Ah, there you are"
If Remus could've made it to the door in time, he would've run. Unfortunately, he couldn't, so he didn't. Lyall lent over Remus, fist raised. His first blow was on the nose, breaking it. The second was to Remus' stomach, winding him. The third strike was to Remus' head, concussing him.
Remus walked along the pathway, hands in pocket, head hung low. As he walked, his head swam with thoughts. He could hear the taunting voices. "Werewolf scum, lower than mudbloods". "You can't be here, no werewolves allowed". "Remus, I loved you. But this is too much. Leave and don't come back". This was the last thing his mother said to him before pushing him out of her house and throwing a backpack at his feet. He could only imagine what his friends would say when he told them. Remus imagined that Sirius would screw his face up in disgust and yell slurs at him. He thought of James' ego and how his first friend would want nothing to do with him anymore, to keep his reputation pristine. Peter would follow James and Sirius' lead and go into one of his rare fits of anger. There were still 3 days until Remus would have to leave for school. He dreaded more than anything, having to face Sirius Black again.
A/N
hi, this is my first story and i dont know if its too violent but there is more violence, more intense violence to come...
