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Chapter 2: Ron and Hermione confront Harry.
Ron was woken up by a loud noise like someone yelling really loud. You could hear it clearly, but you could tell it came from far away. He heard "THEY SHOVED ME IN a CUPBOARD FOR 10 YEARS" and he realized that the voice was Harry's! Suddenly, Hermione ran down the stairs and said,
"Isn't that Harry's voice? Why hasn't he ever told us?"
"I have no idea." I said, filled with dread.
(When harry gets back to the common room and sees Ron and Hermione)
"Hey guys." Harry said, looking stressed.
"Hey Harry. How are you?" Ron and Hermione said at the same time.
"Fine, just tired." He said.
"Listen Harry, we need to talk." Ron said, looking determined and worried.
"What about?" he said, looking confused.
"We heard what you said in the Great Hall. I think everyone heard it.
"Great," He said sarcastically. "More people that will stare."
"That's not the point. Why didn't you tell us that you were neglected and put in a cupboard by your relatives?"
"It didn't matter by the time I came to Hogwarts. I had a room and they're too afraid of me to do anything. Besides, I don't want pity; I've had enough of that to last a couple of lifetimes."
"You thought it didn't matter! Harry, you need to tell us these things, they are important! Wouldn't you want us to tell you if anything like that happened?"
"Of course I would."
"Then you need to tell us. You may not like it, but you need to tell us important things that happen in your life because we want to make sure you are safe and happy, even though being safe for you is very difficult and almost impossible, but we still want it! we are your friends, and, whether or not, we care about you. Things like this is important, you need to tell us." Hermione says, sounding defeated and hurt by the end.
"I'm sorry, I will try. I have been raised to think that I am worth nothing, am a burden, and am undeserving of any care or love. I know they are wrong, but when you are young, things told to you stay with you for the rest of your life."
"We understand that. It's a good thing that you fight those feelings, or else we would pound it into you that the Dursleys are wrong."
Harry smiled and said, "I wouldn't have it any other way." Hermione ran over for a hug, and Ron joined because, after all, Harry was his brother in all but blood, and not a redhead.
alright, I have a lot of ideas for this story. as you can guess, it is no longer a one-shot, since I have at least 15 ideas. review! I want at least 5 reviews before I update again! :)