Chapter 7- You are Worthless

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I'm so sorry I haven't been updating for so often! It's been a hectic time. I know this chapter is embarrassingly short, but I'm nearly done with the next chapter. I promise to work as hard as i can to get it up in the next 2-5 days. Reviews will help! Enjoy!

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Harrys gasped in fear, and his breath caught in his throat. He stared in terror into the dark, angry, ebony orbs glaring down at him. Snape's nostrils flared in anger, and a fury burned on his face. Tears sprang to Harrys eyes as he realised how much trouble he was in.

Snape began to stretch his hand out. His long fingers curled around Harry's delicate arm, and grasped it harshly. With one cruel yank, he had Harry standing on his feet, face to face with him. Harry could smell Snape's strong peppermint breath on his face, and he trembled in terror. Tears began to leak out the corner of the tiny child's eyes.

He could never be a good boy, Harry thought. He would never be worthy enough to have parents, and he deserved everything he was going to get.

Snape began shaking him as hard as he could. "You ungrateful, insolent little brat!" I try to go and get a little bit of work done, and this is what happened when I leave you alone for barely an hour! Once again, you can't keep your germy, dirty hands to yourself can you? Well, you'd better start watching your step, Potter! You're under my rules now! You can't go running to your foolish, doting relatives for help anymore. I can do anything I want to you. I can beat you. I can starve you. I can do anything, and no one can lift a damn finger to help you. So you'd damn bloody hell better start showing me a bit of respect or I'll make you sorry you were ever born!"

Suddenly, he stopped shouting, and froze. Then dangerously, he whispered, "Get out Potter. Just leave. Go to your room. GO!" Snape yelled frighteningly into the young child face. When Harry stood, frozen to the spot tears dripping down his face, Snape's face twisted in rage. Fury burned i the centre of his eyes, and it almost seemed as if he was possesed by a spell. Snape grasped the back of Harrys worn shirt, and lifted him high of the ground.

Harry began to choke, the front of the shirt squeezing his air pipe harshly. The thin material of the shirt began to rip, and the thread cut small nicks in his skin. He clawed at his throat in agony, and tried to rip it off. Furiously, Snape screamed into his face, "Arrogant little bastard! Nobody will ever love you. You Are, Worthless."

With that, still holding Harry's shirt in his hands, he stalked to the door, and thrust it open. The BANG made the small boy in his hands flinch violently. By this time, Harry's face had begun to turn a light purple colour, from lack of oxygen. He began seeing stars, and his vision began to black.

Before he knew what had happened, he was being tossed hardly out the hall, and his head banged hardly against the opposite wall. For a second, harry just sat there, gasping from the reliefs from the pressure on his throat. Slowly, he noticed the terrible aching in his head. He gently reached up, and touched the back of his head. The child flinched as it sent spinning pain all over his head. Feeling dizzy from the pain harry began to see spots, and slowly fell unconscious.

So the saviour of the wizarding world lay, once again, abused and broken. His face was wet from mingled tears and the blood dripping from the wound on his head. Was this the life lily potter, who had sacrificed her own life for, had destined for her son to have?

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