Just hold on

Chapter 1: Summer at 4 Privet Drive

Harry was sitting on his small-sized bed one early Thursday morning, mindlessly staring at the wall, when he heard his uncles familiar heavy footsteps approaching his room. Although fully expecting it, Harry jumps a foot in the air when his bedroom door swings open.

"BOY! IT'S HALF PAST NINE! WHERE IS BREAKFAST?" Uncle Vernon demands quite loudly.

"Coming" Harry muttered bitterly. Uncle Vernon forced Harry against the wall furiously. "You should have already started! If you mess up one more time today, i'm going to beat the cack out of you! You hear me?"

Harry immediately goes pale. He rapidly nodded before rushing downstairs to start on breakfast. He walked past the living room which was occupied by Aunt Petunia and Dudley who were shooting Harry dirty looks for forgetting their breakfast.

Harry cooked the bacon and eggs for Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia, and Dudley. He quickly piled the food into plates and served it swiftly.

By the time Harry had finished, Uncle Vernon was at the table, starting on today's paper. Dudley was in the sitting room, watching his favorite program. Aunt Petunia was peeking through the window at the neighbors across the street. She was muttering harshly to Uncle Vernon, who was not listening one bit.

"That couple at number 2 just got a dog. That mutt just won't shut up. I swear if i got my hands on that dog..."

Aunt Petunia's complaints were cut short by Harry placing the plates on the table. "About damn time," Uncle Vernon grunted.

Harry frustratedly mumbles his apologies.
"Well don't just stand there, Boy! Start on your chores!"

Harry drags himself outside to start to mow the lawn. The second he steps outside, the heat hits him like a brick. It takes him 20 minutes to start the lawn mower before he could begin.

Harry only gets half of the yard down before he practically collapses on the floor. He wipes the sweat off his forehead, feeling completely knackered. He tries to continue but finds that he cannot.

He begins to feel so lightheaded that the only thing he can do is make his way up to his room. In the moment, he doesn't think about the Dursleys at all. He finds his bed, gives way on top of it, and fall asleep instantly.

Harry is suddenly startled awake not too long after by the sound of Uncle Vernon's shouts. He jumps out of his bed but doesn't beat his uncle to it. Uncle Vernon's large fingers find Harry's neck and squeezes it tightly.

"WHAT DID I SAY WOULD HAPPEN IF YOU SCREWED UP ONE MORE TIME?" He roars.

"s..stop...let...go..."

Uncle Vernon throws Harry against the wall roughly. He ruthlessly and repeatedly punches and kicks Harry. Harry's legs eventually give out under the pressure and he falls to the floor. He punches Harry right in the nose. Harry could barely see anymore. his eyes were now watering.

Harry was on his hands and knees, panting if the breath. He was begging for the room to stop spinning. He tasted the metallic tang of blood on his lips. Uncle Vernon punch him straight in the face once again and Harry knew no more.

A/N: Hey guys!! this is my first fanfic so feel free to be completely honest about how you feel about it so far. Thanks for all your patience. please please please lemme know of any spelling errors or whatever.

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