Harry Potters secret pet (discontinued)

~The Memories P2~

Third person POV
The next memory began to appear and everyone was preparing themselves for what was to come

The next memory consisted of Harry doing the dishes though he still looked 2 even when he was 5 he cleaned until his hands were red and wrinkly. He had a question he had been meaning to ask and even though they had a no question rule he was determined to find the answer. When his aunt walked in the room he took his opportunity.

"Have you finished the dishes freak," petunia screeched

"Wes aun petunia, bwut I was wondewing why don't I hwave a mommy and daddy." (Idk how to write in a bag voice so ImAgInE) It was a simply question for someone his age to ask. When Petunias eyes flashed with anger he knew he should have stayed quiet and that he would regret it. Petunia swung her hand towards the boy so hard his check was red and blood could be seen from where her fingernails dug into the boy.

"What have I told you about asking questions freak!?"

"Dwont ask qwuestions... but I want to know about my pawents."

"Your parents were good for nothing drunks. That's how they died too, they got in a car accident because they were stupid enough to drive like that!! You got that horrible scar in the accident too!! That's all I'm telling you so don't ask again, no food for a week, and quit that disgusting baby talk!"  His one hope of leaving the Dursley's diminished. His parents dead and his aunt and uncle are horrible he wished he could leave but he had nowhere to go.

"Yes aunt petunia," he said while concentrating greatly as to not speak like a child.

"A CAR ACCIDENT!! THEY TOLD YOU THEY DIED IN A CAR ACCIDENT!!" I shrunk back in fear as Molly screamed along with mcgonagall.

"That's what they told me constantly. Hagrid was the first person to tell me about my parents and I didn't even know what they looked like."

""Didn't they have any pictures," Ron asked curiously

I sighed, "they didn't even take one picture of me growing up and I lived their, if anyone were to come to their house they wanted to make sure that no one knew about me."

The memory faded into the next except this memory took place so side of a classroom. The room was full of brand new fest but for some reason Harry choose the worst fest that sat at the back of the class. He didn't believe he deserved the good desk.

The teacher began to take attendance and checking off each name as the child raised their hand. but something strange happened that confused everyone when she reached Harry's name. She called out "Harry Potter" multiple times, Harry did not react once so she before eventually gave up.

Everyone shot Harry a confused look and he just replied with a head nod towards the memory so everyone turned back to the memory.

The teacher asked if anyone's name hadn't been called and everyone watching was surprised when Harry raised his hand even though his name was called multiple times.

"What's your name, young man"

"Freak"

"Funny joke what's your actual name" it was anything but a joke he was called freak his whole life so he believed that was his name. The teacher flipped through her files of the children's photos.

"Are you Harry Potter?" Harry gave a shrug  the teacher held his photo up. "Is that you?" Harry nodded

"Okay than enough with the jokes Mr Potter go sit back down"

The memory faded and the room was once again dark.

"You didn't even know your own name?" Mcgonagall asked softly, but her voice seemed loud through the silence the room had fallen into.

"They never exactly told me my name was Harry. I was always called freak by them or on a good day idiotic boy, they still call me that"

"How old are you here Harry," Charlie asked

"The Dursley's didn't let me attend school till a year later so I wasn't seen near Dudley so in that one I'm guessing I'm 6"

Everyone was left speechless young 6 year old Harry didn't even know his own name till he went to school and he assumed his name was freak it's enough to break anyone heart. Many people had silent tears rolling down their face or they were to in shock to speak. That's how they mainly stayed for the rest of the memories crying and shocked.