Harry Potter One-Shots

"I'm Broken Sev."

Harry's POV

Dream

"Boy! Get up and make us breakfast! It's not going to make itself, you filthy freak!" I heard as Vernon's meaty fist pounded on my cupboard door. I quickly opened the door and stepped out, staring down at my feet so as not to anger my Uncle. "Yes sir," I said quietly as I made my way into the kitchen. Aunt Petunia sneered at me before handing me a small piece of paper listing what I was to make for breakfast.

I quickly began to fry bacon and eggs while simultaneously making and buttering toast. As I reached to pull out the toast, my arm knocked the glass butter dish to the linoleum floor where it shattered. Pale and shaking, I cleaned up the mess and finished making breakfast.

I knew what was required of me. I had to tell Uncle Vernon about my mistake. Else he would find out later and my punishment would be worse. After I set the table and everyone had eaten, Vernon had retired to his armchair in the living room. I paused and took a shaky breath before approaching and kneeling in front of Vernon.

"Sir, while I was cooking breakfast, I broke the glass butter dish. I apologize for my mistake and accept whatever punishment you see fit to give me." I said, all the while anticipating the cruel punishment I would no doubt receive.

Uncle Vernon's face turned a sickly shade of purplish-red as his body shook with rage. "After all, I've done for you boy, this is how you repay me!? I've clothed you, fed you, put a roof over your head!" Vernon's voice boomed, making my head pound. His thick hand clasped the back of my neck as he lifted me off my feet and took me to the 'fun' room.

Vernon slammed the door closed before throwing me on the bed. I stayed still and made no sound as I knew that if I screamed or begged it would only make him madder and everything would be ten times worse. I looked up as Vernon approached with a sick smile on his face.

"Get on your stomach boy and ass in the air! And if you make a sound, I swear I'll make you pay!" I quickly complied and turned onto my stomach and bent to stick my bum out. My heart dropped as I felt Vernon yank off my pants and underwear. I nearly sobbed as I heard the telltale sign of a zipper. 'Gods, he's going to rape me!' I thought as I mentally screamed.

Suddenly, I felt the most intense pain of my life as I felt something slam its way into me. By sure will power, I managed to stay silent but I could do nothing to stop the stream of tears. I was aware of something pounding into me and of Vernon moaning above me. 'Please, just let this end.' I thought while sobbing.

After a few more minutes of pain, I heard Vernon shudder and let out one last moan. I felt something hot filling me up and leaking out of me as Vernon pulled out. He turned to me and grabbed me by my throat and shoved me into the bed. "One word of this to anybody and you'll wish I'd kill you! Understood, freak?!" I nodded frantically and he turned away, satisfied. He left and I heard the telltale sound of locks. I just laid there for a while before I soon succumbed to sleep.

Dream ended

I woke up crying, with phantom pains of my past. I sat up and buried my head into my hands. I heard a soft snore beside me and I turned and stared at my bondmate. Severus Snape lay beside me, sleeping with a small smile upon his face. One of the only times he did smile was when he was asleep or with me. I sighed and gently got up out of bed, trying not to wake him.

Walking out of our room in Severus's quarters, I headed towards my office. Once I was inside, I settled in my chair and opened up one of my desk drawers. I pulled out a small black box and slipped it into my pocket. Deciding on what to do next, I picked up a couple of pieces of parchment and a quill. I began to write.