Memories my boy, memories

Chapter 8- The blows keep coming

TW

EDITED - 26/09/21

(Memories in italics)

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"Boy!" Vernon screeched at Harry.

"Yes Sir?" A trembling Harry answered.

"Dudley tells me you broke Petunia's VERY expensive vase. Is that true?" Vernon questioned in a dangerous tone.

"No, no it is not. Dudley is lying." Harry said worried about the outcome. Vernon slapped Harry.

"Not only did you break the vase, but you are accusing Dudley of lying?" He shook with anger, "HOW DARE YOU!" Vernon shouted.

"I-" Harry tried, Vernon grabbed him by the ear, dragging him upstairs to the second bedroom. Vernon whipped out a knife from his pocket. Harry's eyes widened.

Vernon walked closer to Harry, Harry tried wiggling away. He was stopped by the wall, "This boy," He whispered which made Harry uneasy, "Is what happens when Freaks lie. They get cut. Freaks deserve pain."

He forced Harry on his back, taking his shirt off. He saw past bruises on his back and he smirked, he admired his art.

"Ready?" Vernon teased. Harry shook his head, "Tough shit."

Vernon dragged the blade across Harry's skin. Harry screamed in agony. Vernon was carving words into his skin, 'freak', 'ungrateful', 'slut', 'unworthy' and many more horrid things.

Vernon concluded with a massive grin, "That was fun. We should do it again next week." He walked out of the room.

Harry was unable to move without causing himself pain. He could feel the blood dripping down his back. He was beginning to feel light headed.

Dudley silently snickered outside the room. Turns out he did brake the vase after all.

And for the first time in his life. He passed out.

Harry's face was blank. He just witnessed himself get tortured. He never thought he would have to go through that again.

Tears were pouring out of Draco's eyes. He felt horrible for Harry. As did the rest.

Draco slowly approached Harry, putting his hand on Harry's leg. Harry flinched back slightly, causing Draco to sob.

"You alright, Dray?" Harry didn't know how to comfort someone very well.

Draco shook his head and embraced Harry in a hug, "'course I am not ok. I just witnessed my boyfriend get abused. I am so sorry Harry."

Harry felt bad. He had put everyone in quite the position. He now felt guilty for making everyone worry about him.

Draco lifted Harry's hoodie up and inspected Harry's back. He grew confused.

"Harry? Where are the words? Wouldn't they scar?" Draco asked

"They did." Harry stated.

Draco narrowed his eyes in confusion, "Then where are they?" The rest of the people in the room seemed to be pretty confused too.

Harry didn't say anything. Hermione's head rose in realisation, "You have a glamour on. Don't you?" She said in sadness.

"We have a winner." Harry said half-heartedly.

"Can you show us?" Ron inquired.

"I uh, don't really want to right now. Maybe later on." Harry admitted. He didn't want anyone to know about the self harm yet.

"Alright mate. No pressure." Ginny, Blaise and Pansy nodded in agreement.

The next memory played.

Sorry for the late and short update.