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A/N: Part of two challenges.
If You Dare: 180. Throw a Fit
Are You Crazy Enough?: 196: (feeling) angry.
4 June 1995:
Dear Help,
When woke up this morning, the first thing I realized was that I wasn't at the Dursley's. No, the bed was much too comfortable for it to be the one at that dreadful house. Maybe I'm hallucinating, I thought to myself.
I groaned when I heard a tapping and mumbled, "I'm up, I'm up." The tapping was getting louder and as I swung my legs around the side of the bed I felt a hand push me back onto the bed. I gasped at the pain I felt in my chest. They must be trying to lull me into a sense of security. I reached at the table beside my bed and felt for my glasses. A different hand pushed them onto my face. I got my first look around the strange room.
I wasn't at the Dursley's. The room was all white and had intricate designs and columns and a high ceiling and I vaguely recognized it. I was in the Hogwarts infirmary! I blinked in surprise. Who came and got me? When my mind was finally able to form words I asked, "What am I doing here?"
"You were very badly injured last night when you fell down the stairs," a voice said. My eyes focused on the speaker. Madame Pomfrey was standing in front of me, her eyes full of concern. "Your relatives asked for us to come and help you."
I knew as soon as she said that that something wasn't right. Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia asking for wizards to come into their home and help me? More than likely they were trying to cover something up. "I never fell down the stairs," I said looking her in the eye.
Madame Pomfrey made a noise of pity. I could see the sympathy in her eyes. "I knew this might happen. You hit your head quite hard. You must not remember clearly-"
"I know exactly what happened," I said firmly, "My oh-so loving relatives didn't think my face looked good so they rearranged it against the counter!" Tears were starting to run down my face. Why didn't she believe me?
Madame Pomfrey gasped in surprise. "How can you make such accusations against your relatives? That's a very serious thing, you know, and saying thing like that, even out of anger, is way out of line," she said. I flinched at her harsh tone.
"NO!" I shrieked, "THEY DID THAT! WHY DON'T YOU BELIEVE ME?" I broke down at that point. My body crumpled over and I shook as sobs raked through my whole body.
Dumbledore walked in then but I hardly acknowledged him. He and Madame Pomfrey said something to each other then Madame Pomfrey left. Dumbledore walked to my bedside where I had finally stopped crying and I was looking at Dumbledore suspiciously. "Harry... I'm afraid you have to go back,"Dumbledore stated simply.
I looked at him pleadingly, and said brokenly, "But they hate me. Why can't I go be with Sirius?"
Dumbledore looked at me kindly his eyes sparkling. "You'll be with him before you know it." And without another word turned to leave. I just watched him go with a blank expression. Madame Pomfrey came back a moment later and said, "Why don't you rest up now? You'll be ready to go no later than tomorrow."
I didn't answer.
Madame Pomfrey watched me sadly for a minute then left as well.
I was finally all alone. I broke down crying again. Why couldn't they just believe me? Why wouldn't they believe me? Was it because they thought I was being melodramatic? Oh, yes, the savior of the wizarding world overreacting about going back to his muggle relatives. That was surely it...
My thoughts strayed back to Cedric and how I could have prevented his death. He didn't need to die. If only I hadn't been so stubborn and insisted he take the cup with me. Was this my punishment for letting him die? All this pain? I pondered on that for a while.
I don't remember when or how, but eventually I fell asleep and woke up a couple hours later being prodded at by Madame Pomfrey again. I groaned a little and then sat up. She left without saying anything to me and I started writing.
And here I am now. Writing. Why? So maybe when someone finds this they will help me. I don't know why I didn't show this to Dumbledore, but I just felt like this is too personal for me to showsomeone. I'd much rather someone find it. Anyway, I'm going back to sleep. I'll update you again tomorrow after my first day back at the Dursley's.
There you are! Is this too short? I'll probably come back through this later and add, so keep checking! Please review! What should happen next? Should he tell Sirius? Ron? Let me know what you think! Reviews are very helpful!
Thanks to scatteredbutterflies for your wonderful review! Here's your update. :3
Scatteredbutterflies- I'm glad you like this! And thanks for being my first reviewer. :3 You're welcome for writing this. I'm glad that someone likes this. Let me know if I go over the top on violence and such. I worry. . Also, keep reviewing so I know what's good and what's not. Thanks again!
