Breaking His Binds (rewrite)

Reflecting on Life

"Prat" -talking

"Enough" -familiars speaking/beast speak/gobbledygook

'Dumbfuck' -thinking

'Interesting' -familiars/magical creature/goblin thinking

"Hello" - speaking a different language

§open§ -Parseltongue

Hello -letters/news

'Salazar'- will being read/memories being seen/visions

Prologue: Reflecting on Life

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Third Pov:

Harry James Potter is 12 years old and known by many as the boy who lived. He is a boy with thick wavy unruly charcoal hair (A/N: This is a perfect blend of his father's thick unruly loose curly hair and his mother's thick straight silky dark crimson red hair), round but slim face, below average height standing at 4'5, undernourished scrawny slightly muscular build, light tan (Which is a perfect blend between his father's deep viburant tan and his mother's pale skin), scars littering his upper body, thin pale lips, and oval-shaped emerald green eyes. Harry is in his second year of studies at the prestigious school known as Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry which makes him believe what people say. Of course, it didn't help that Harry had suffered 11 years of nothing but neglect and abuse from his relatives along with growing up clueless about the wizarding world. Not many know but Harry has never been used to praising or someone actually caring for him. He only knew a few who did growing up but they had moved away two and half years ago when he was 10. While the one who didn't he was unable to visit because of the Dursleys not allowing it. Right now Harry was alone in his dorm room sitting on his four-post bed with curtains drawn shut and a silencing charm up. Harry sits on his bed sniffling his eyes dry and red. It had been less than 24 hours since he found out Hermione had been petrified and Harry could only describe it as pure hell without her since many still accuse of him being the one attacking students. Today was Sunday so Harry didn't have classes so Harry really saw no reason to leave his room.

Yesterday Harry found out Hermione had been attacked which was after breakfast before his quidditch game that had been canceled. After he found out he stormed off to vent his anger in the way of destroying an abandoned classroom. After he had calmed down he cleaned up his mess before heading back to the Gryffindor dorm room not leaving since. Harry has skipped many meals since he didn't have to go to them since they were not mandatory. Of course, since no one had seen him some actually started to wonder about his whereabouts through Harry doubt it was because they were worried about him since not many people gave a damn about him since in Harry's mind the only one who truly cared about him since his childhood friends and their families was right now in the hospital petrified. When his head of house found him in his dorms when questioned he told them he had been there since he found the news of Hermione he saw no reason to go to the meals since no one wanted him there anyway and since he couldn't get peace the only reason he went was because Hermione had dragged him along. Since Hermione is petrified he sees no point in going it is not against the rules not only that but the house elves are the only ones in this whole school being kind to him and are nice enough to bring him food so he does not starve. This of course got him into trouble so now he has detention because of his apparent lip towards his head of house not that he cared. Right now Harry was alone in the room sitting in his bed thinking over his life up until now.