Hey low ppls, welcome back. So i got a few reviews for this, so I'm gonna continue it.
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"Well, where is he?" An auror questioned Vernon Dursley. " I told you, I went up to that ungrateful brat's room, which was so humble of us to give him, and the boy dissapeared, thats all i know."
"Then why was there blood everywhere?" The same auror asked, agitation lines etched in his forehead. "Because i out him in his place." Vernon stated, "What does that mean?" The Auror asked, not liking where this was going at all.
"That means that I beat the little freak, I made him scream, cry and beg for death. Its the only thing that would fix the little brute." A smile of perverse satisfaction crossed the cloudy expression, and the Auror shuddered.
"YOU DID WHAT!" A second Auror cried in disgust, if it hadn't been for his partner, he would have leaped unto the thing that sat across from him, the title muggle was too great to call him that.
"Vernon Dursley, you are here by under arrest for the disappearance and child abuse that of Harry Potter, confirmed by the legal uses of Veritarserum. Once we have arrived at the Ministry of Magic, you shall be interrogated there the uses of truth spells, Veritarserum, and Legitimacy." The first Auror recited. He couldn't wait to put this bastard in Azakaban
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Professor Dumbledore sigh, the twinkle in his eyes had dimmed and diminished altogether as he watch the trail, listened to the man admit to terrible things and felt himself age and be horror struck at watching memory after memory be replayed. No, he never knew, how could he have?
Right then and there, Dumbledore hated himself, more then he ever had, because of the decision of leaving a baby with these people. He would never forgive himself.
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Severse Snape had seen a lot of things in his life, including his time as a Death Eater, He had felt terrible, unforgivable, and hated himself after torturing and killing innocents. He had felt sick after watching the other Death Eaters do the same, and enjoy it.
But none of that came close to what he was feeling as he watched the memories coming form this things sadistic mind.
Snape knew when he was wrong about something, and He know he he had been wrong about Potter, Very wrong. The problem was, he never realized, when he should have, that Potter came from a similar background. Potter acted the same he had when mention of his family.
But these memories went back farther then just this past summer, They went back to the day he had come to live with that family, even as a baby their actions were sicking.
If they ever found Potter, he would never feel any ill will against him, ever again.
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Ron and Hermione sat watching, horrfied. Hermione was shaking, trying her hardest not to cry. These memories were making her sick to her stomach and now more then ever, she felt lost. How could someone do that to Harry, of all people. How could someone do that to their own family. Hermione looked at Ron, his face made her wince.
Ron had a look of hatred on his face Hermione had never seen on anyone. He looked as if he was imagining torture teqinues, with the utmost creativity, and Vernon Dursley was going to be on the receiving end.
Sighing, she turned back to the memories, this one was of Harry, about the age of 4. He was huddled in a corner, his face wide with terror, staring up at Vernon, who had a drill in his hand, a sadistic smile on his lips. He took a blow torch to the tip of the drill until it glow red, then grabbed the tiny violently shaking, little boy with such force a small pop, was heard, and turned the drill on. Forcing the pasty white back which all ribs could be counted, closer to the drill, Vernon slowly set it tot he direct center of the back, which was the weakest point, blood sprayed everywhere, as the drill got about an inch with his skin.
Turning the device off, Vernon looked around in disgust. "Look what you've done. You little bastard look at me!" He hissed, and then violently kicked the tiny figure bleeding. Vernon put his foot on top of the barely breathing chest and settled all his weight on it. Harry had not made a sound threw all of this.
Hermione couldn't take it anymore, she lent over the chair and got sick, standing up, wiping her mouth.
"YOU EVIL SON OF A BITCH! HOW COULD YOU? HE WAS JUST A LITTLE BOY. YOU DESEVRE TO ROT IN HELL, AND I HOPE YOU DO. YOUR NOT EVEN HUMAN. HAVE YOU NO HEART. YOUR WORSE THEN VOLDERMORT!"
Hermione was reeling. Someone grabbed her around her shoulders and pulled her away, she tried to fight her way over the bench, but whoever was holding her was a lot stronger then her. Once out of the courtroom, she broke down. She buried her face in their robes and began to bawl. "He was just a little boy, how could he? Harry was just a little boy, still a baby. He could he? He was just a little boy. Just a little boy.." Hermione continued crying hysterically, repeating that same phrase over and over.
Just a little boy
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'Am i dead? I don't think i am, because if I was, why am I in so much pain. Did the Order get to me before I died?' Harry opened his eyes and looked around, he was still in his bedroom at Number 4, but there were boxes everywhere, and he was lying on the floor.
Harry laid there for a moment trying to get his breathing under control, Someone opened the door and gasp, Harry whimpered, "Aunt Petunia, I- I'm sorry, I don't know what happened. Pl- Please don't tell Uncle Vernon." Harry began breathing roughly, tears burning his eyes, he shuddered and choked, trying to apologize
"L-Lily, L-Lily, LILY COME HERE." Harry heard Aunt Petunia shout, a few moments later another gasp was heard and Harry heard foot steps coming up the stairs and felt his heart race. No, He thought, Please, let me die right here, Please. Harry felt his head lift into someones lap. Harry shocked by this action, opened his eyes slightly, then they went wide, before he pasted out.
Holding his head, was his mother.
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Hey there everyone, like i said in the previous chappie, things are going to get graphic, so you all were warned. Nut I'm afraid this is only the beginning. I HATED and absolutely HATED writing that scene. I'm sorry to those who hated it too. Well review please and tell what ya think