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It hurt. It hurt so bad. That's all three year old Harry could think about. He had been laying on his blood soaked blanket for over 5 hours now. Although his eyes watered and his chest shook in silent sobs, he was well trained to not make a sound through his agony. He could feel the deep slits on his back. He could feel the sticky blood sink into his over sized top. He could feel the rip his skin gave after each deep shuddering breath. He had been a naughty boy. He knew he shouldn't have played with his cousin dudleys toy car. He didn't think anyone would see him. He just couldn't help his three year old self. Harry cringed into the bloody blanket when he remembered playing with the toy car. Of how it was only minutes after he started playing quietly in the corner that he heard the deep heavy slow breaths behind him. He remembered how his entire body froze when his uncle Vermons angered whisper stabbed at the air. "How dare you.."
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Harry Potter; Save me please (Mooney, padfoot and prongslet)
FanfictionIt had been almost three years. Three years of being tortured every single day by dementors, three years since that agonising walk into his best friends house knowing exactly what he was going to find and yet still praying he wouldn't, three years s...
