1.2 The Dream

Harry drank the potion even though he wasn't sure what it would do because Malfoy put an extra ingredient in. It was bravery indeed. Snape transfigured a chair into a bean bag just before Harry fell asleep. What nobody knew, well except for Malfoy of course was that it wasn't a dreaming potion, it was a nightmare potion.

Uncle Vernon was hitting me with his belt buckle.

"Please Uncle Vernon, please stop." I cried out.

"You're a freak of nature, little boy and this is what you deserve" Uncle Vernon stated.

"Please, I'll do anything for you to stop" I pleaded.

He just gave me lash after lash as I bore the brunt of his anger. My back was bleeding madly but I would survive. I always survived.