Aster quietly rocked back and forth in his cupboard, tears streaming out of his dark brown eyes. Vernon was pacing around-he could see his loafers-and shouting, though nobody seemed to hear him. Eventually, he pulled open the cupboard door, and Aster got a close-up of his uncle's face, purple with rage, spittle flying out of his mouth.
Yuck. He was disgusting. Aster was hardly even listening as Vernon hit him.
He knew that his uncle hitting him wasn't normal, but he'd never said anything. Aster used to try when he was little, in his own ways, before he learned to ignore it.
Aster still tried, he supposed-going to the nurse at his primary school for icepacks. Harry went, too, sometimes.
He swallowed a little, staring out the window of the car. Glancing down, he rubbed one of his bruises. Ugh-he really needed a icepack.
Sorry it's late! I know it's like five days since my normal release date, but I've just had a ton going on.
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The Other-A Harry Potter Fanfiction
FanfictionHi! This is my first fic in a while. If anyone seeing this doesn't mind commenting to remind me to update, please comment! // //This is an AU. Only a few characters belong to me.// //'Neither can live while the other survives.' The prophecy can be i...
