Chapter 3
Chapter 3
Title: Harry Potter - To Heal this Wounded Heart
Author: Natalie668
Characters: Harry Potter, Lord Voldemort, Albus Dumbledore, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Draco Malfoy
Rating: M
Words:2,105
Summary: Harry Potter is feeling the pull just after his fourth year, spending summer with his relatives isn't exactly helping, Abuse, Slash, mentions Rape, WIP couple will be Harry Potter/Lord Voldemort Dark! Harry Dark! Voldemort
Warnings: SLASH, maybe a little angst
Disclaimer: I own none of what I write about; it is all Jo's and her friends!
Dedicated Chapter to : dragonfire04, Rindesayu, Kage Mirai, basiln & ValeryaPotter
Key Facts : - just doing this so no one gets all confuzzled :D
-blah blah- Harry writing in the diary
-Blah Blah- Voldemort writing in the diary
"blah blah" normal speech
(blah blah) parseltongue
'blah blah' thoughts
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Harry woke up with a headache and an ear that was starting to bleed again, it took him a minute or so to realise he didn't let the bird out of the window earlier on that morning.
It seemed the bird had been trying to wake him up because he looked down at his fingers and they were all bloody, sighing he got up and opened the window for the aggressive bird.
Looking around he realised that he did not want to stay here any longer, he just wanted to be somewhere where he was not needed to destroy some Dark Lord just for a bunch of hypocrites who couldn't find a back end of a bus if it jumped up and bit them on the ass.
He really hated it here; he could thank poor mercies that his uncle had not come in yet to do what he usually does. Harry refused to count his lucky stars because when he did that it always turns round and does not go as planned so he decided to just shut up and wait for something to happen.
Going back over to his bed he pulled the crappy stained sheets back and straightened the pillows and decided to read up on his Defense against the Dark Arts book from last year. Last year there had been a good teacher teaching them DADA.
Save for the fact that he was actually a Death Eater under Polyjuice Potion.
But still Harry learned a lot of things like how to turn Malfoy into a ferret; and a pretty ferret Malfoy was.
Harry smirked at the memory of Malfoy as a ferret he looked cute and fluffy when he was one. Maybe he could tell Malfoy to choose that as his animagus so he would look cute and not look like a dragon that would surprise Harry because the boy in question is addicted to bloody dragons.
'I wonder what my life would be like if I had only shaken his hand' Harry thought this plenty of times over the past year, especially when he and Ron had a big falling out over the stupid Tri-Wizard Tournament; it all started when Harry had his name called out, Ron automatically thought Harry had put his name in the Goblet to get more fame and attention from others, that's how self centred Ron was, at those times Harry wished he had taken Draco's hand and maybe he would have had a decent friend or two at the school.
Sure Hermione was brainy but she wasn't exactly helpful seeing as she fancied Ron and would always hang around with him and leave Harry out.
The only people who stuck with Harry was Neville he may not hang around with him as much as Harry, Ron and Hermione; but Neville was a very faithful and understanding type of friend who would stick with you through anything and would not moan about it, he was truly a loyal friend nothing like Hermione and Ron.
'hmm… I wonder if I should wake him up' Harry thought evilly.
'Yep, I think I'll do just that'
smirking Harry walked over to the desk and pulled the ink and quill with him and layed on his stomach and opened the diary up.
He started to write:
-Hello-
About a minute later there was a reply
-Hello, what the hell are you doing up so early?-
-I am an early riser, did I wake you up?-
-Yes you did actually-
-Good good-
-And why is that that good ?-
-Well your stupid bird did end up chewing me to pieces during the night and I thought I would wake you up to see how you liked it-
-little shit you are aren't you-
-that's my name don't ware it out lol.-
-What is lol?-
-laugh out loud, gosh your so not in with it are you-
-Shut up you little shit, I am in with it as you so kindly put it; well the fact that I've only just got back into solid form after 13 years doesn't help-
-Shouldn't of tried to kill me in the first place, and you wouldn't of ended up like mist-
-Yes well if you had your life threatened by a prophecy saying you are going to be defeated by a child, what would you do; would you sit there and let the child live up to its expectations and kill you or would you kill it while they couldn't remember anyone or anything?-
-Well…-
-Exactly what I thought-
-So… umm… what are you doing today?-
-Rather random wasn't it? Well I shall be torturing some muggles, what about you?-
-Most probably beaten and raped-
-WHAT DO YOU MEAN RAPED WHO THE FUCK IS GOING TO RAPE YOU-
-my uncle, he started doing it last year; I told Dumbledore but he said he couldn't do anything about it, he said it would be a death wish if he was to let me stay anywhere else but here-
you could see smudge marks appearing on the diary; Voldemort touched one and realised it was tears that were appearing on there.
-Don't cry Harry, I will make sure no one touches you-
-how the hell did you know I was crying?, are you spying on me?-
-No I am not spying on you, and your tears must of fell on the diary because they just appeared on my diary that's how. Would you please contact me if your Uncle comes anywhere near you, it is very important I do not want anyone touching you-
-Fine, but I don't see why you care all of a sudden, I am surprised you give a damn, actually why DO you give a damn?-
-Simple, I don't want anything to happen to you, the only person who gets to touch you is me and ME alone-
-What the hell is that supposed to mean?-
-Exactly what I said, I have to go for a bit Harry, I shall speak to you later on; and make sure you bloody write in the diary if that son of a bitch comes anywhere near you, got it?-
-Yes I got it-
-Good bye then Harry-
-Bye Voldemort-
Harry closed the diary and looked around his room thinking 'What the fuck have I just done, I just told my worst enemy that I'm getting raped and beaten by my own uncle. I don't even know Voldemort yet I just told him my deepest darkest secret! Why the hell did I do it, and why the hell does he give a damn.'
'Fuck it I'm going to the park'
Getting up off the bed he walked over to his wardrobe and pulled out some tracksuit bottoms on and a plain white t-shirt, both pieces of clothing he got passed down from Dudley; meaning they were both about four sizes too small.
Making his way down the stairs he got to the bottom and slipped on his warn out trainers he also got passed down by Dudley to him.
Shouting a quick good bye and see you later he made his way out the front door, going out and closing it quickly before his uncle could work out just what he had told them he ran all the way to the park just about 2 streets away; when he got there he was surprised to see that there was no other people there, he would of thought there would be seeing how bloody damn hot it was out here.
But he supposed they all must be in there gardens having barbeques and going in the blow up pools, the Dursleys had one but Dudley popped it when I fell on top of the side of it and it popped and Harry got the blame for it and that night he was punished severely, if he remembered rightly he managed to brake 2 of his ribs and his left wrist bone by stomping on it.
Shaking his head getting rid of the horrible memories he sat down on the swing,
Swaying back and forth he thought to himself that if he was to escape right now and go get his stuff he could very easily just go and live in a hostel, they had a hostel just out of surrey; it wouldn't take him half an hour to get to it.
'No, no I am not going to live with a bunch of bloody muggles no sodding way'
Growling to himself he didn't notice a figure of a young man walking towards him, he had black hair which came to his shoulders and was slightly wavy, dark Emerald eyes with a slight tint of crimson flecks in them; you could only see them if you looked closely enough, he was about 6 ft 2 and was of a slim tone.
Looking up Harry saw the handsome young man and caught him looking at him, he blushed 'oh bloody hell I'm a lad I am not supposed to fucking blush'
Holding out his hand the older man introduced himself
"Hello, I am Tom and you are ?"
"uh, I'm Harry" Harry said still blushing crimson.
"Well hello Harry, what are you doing out here all alone?"
"Nothing, just wanted to get away from my relatives; what about you?"
"Oh, I wanted to get away from work"
"Oh, so where about are you from, I haven't seen you around here before?"
"Oh, I am from London, just came here to Surrey for my business"
"That's nice, if you don't mind me asking, what business do you work for?"
"I work in a bit of everything, finding a hunting people down, sort of like a bounty really"
"Sounds fun"
(oh my god he's hot) Harry muttered to himself in parseltongue not expecting anyone to answer.
(Why thank you, It's nice to know I'm Hot, it's nice to no I'm still appreciated) Tom said with a sly smirk
"I BLOODY KNEW IT YOU ARE SPYING ON ME" Harry shouted at Tom
"Well you don't expect me to just sit back at my Mansion knowing that you might be getting raped when I could be stopping it did you, and if you didn't want me to do anything you wouldn't of said anything to me."
'Well its true, deep down I think I wished he would come and kill the bastards for me or just take me away from them, okay now I think someone needs to check me into saint Mungos' ' Oh god I'm going mental like Neville's parents, Merlin help me'
"Just go away okay, I'll speak to you later through the diary" and with that said he started to get off the swing and run as fast as his frail legs would take him, and that was quite quick seeing as he lived his whole life running away from Dudley and his gang.
Watching the boy running away, he sighed and set a tracking spell on him so he'd know where the boy was at all time and also added a perimeter checker on him too, so he would know if that pervert of an Uncle was anywhere near his Harry.
(Bye, then) Tom muttered annoyed and Apparated away.
Authors Note: okay i updated just for you :D
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I may update later on today depends if i manage to finish the next chapter
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