(I do not own Harry or any of the other characters, only the plot.)
3rd POV
Harry awoke under the stairs locked in the cupboard again.
He almost let out an annoyed groan but it came out more pained than usual.
Looking down to the source of his pain, he made sure that his small baby bump was okay.
And for the most part it was, his stomach looked healthy except for the slight discoloration of the skin.
He placed a glamour over his body and crouched down crawling slightly to the cupboard door.
Opening it, he peaked out and saw his uncle and cousin in the kitchen, and he heard his aunt in the living room.
"BOY! GET OUT HERE AND COOK BREAKFAST NOW! YOU KNOW WHAT WILL HAPPEN IT YOU DONT." The whale of a man shouted.
Harry flinched but crawled out of his 'room' and all but ran to the kitchen and began cooking.
He pulled out bacon and eggs and bread. He put the bread in the toaster and began to scramble the eggs and fry the bacon.
When he was almost finished cooking and playing the food, he heard Dudly and Vernon walk up behind him.
He barely had time to react when he felt their hands on him before they acted.
Dudly grabbed the back of his head while Vernon grabbed the pan of boiling bacon grease and together, they shoved Harry's whole right side of his face into the burning liquid.
Pain filled screams echoed through the house and the smell of burning flesh was evident.
The grease got into his mouth and flowed down his throat when he screamed, making them sound more painful, which they were.
The two men behind him held his face there until he stopped screaming and he heard a loud pop in his throat.
Finally releasing Harry, the smaller boy scrambled away from them and clutched his burnt face.
When Vernon and Dudly advanced on him again, Harry shuffled away shielding his face and trying to see through the burnt glasses.
Tears streaming down his face, Harry stood and ran out of the kitchen and out the front aware of the sound of maniac laughter from his uncle and cousin.
He reached up and ripped the glasses off his face as they were now melted onto his skins bf he was immediately sick to his stomach when he felt the goo that was once his skin pull away in it.
Harry placed a wandless numbing charm on his face and put up another glamour to hide the disfiguration.
Soon he fell into a nightmare full sleep and mumbled many things in his sleep before the visions stopped and he was able to sleep somewhat peacefully in his small burrow under the tree.
(3 ours later)
Three figures appeared out of thin air with a small pop for each person.
One of the three pulled out their wand and used it to make sure they hadn't been seen or heard, but what he wasn't expecting was for someone to be sleeping under the tree.
"Bella, theres someone under the tree." Rodolphus said.
Bellatrix walked over and said 'lumos' her wand lighting up.
She was shocked when she saw Harry Potter with tears streaming down his face as he slept.
The feeling of finally doing something good got the best of her and she let out a loud cackle making the small boy mumble in his sleep and shift only to wince, but of course that went unnoticed by the death eaters.
