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One punch, two kicks, three slaps and Harry was on the ground shivering, waiting for another blow. It never came so he got up and went to his room. He examined his bruised body, noticing some of the disgusting purple marks were very visible. He took off his shirt and hurried into the bathroom for a quick shower before the Dursley's decided to use him as their personal punching bag again.
What a great birthday present. His body was so close to being broken and he couldn't heal himself with magic because he was a minor. The best part was that he was finally a teenager but he couldn't live the life of experience that a normal teenager would, Why? Well he was trapped that's why. Trapped with crazy people on their crazy agenda.
As he came back to reality he looked in the mirror at his disheveled form. As he turned toward the shower he noticed something right below the left of his collar bone. A word? He looked closer, it was fancy loopy writing that said "misunderstood". Harry stood there confused for a second before he remembered he needed to shower. He quickly turned on the tap and jumped in, not waiting for the water to warm.
After his shower he had completely forgotten about the word tattooed on him. He went straight to bed that night looking forward to going to the burrow with all the Weasley family. They would be there to pick him up tomorrow. He threw himself onto the rickety bed, remembering he would never learn to drive a car, never be respected and he would never be the popular hot guy at school. He would just be Harry, nothing important.
He fell asleep with sour thoughts and woke to a banging on his door. "Get up you mutt! Your creepy freak crew is here to take you! So get ready and get out of my sight!" Vernon yelled. Harry beamed. The Weasleys were here. They were going to save him from this hell hole. He packed his trunk and ran down the stairs. The twins grabbed his trunk and Mr. Weasley helped him into the car.
Ron was already in the back seat. "Hey mate how've you?" He asks, "I could be better" Harry replied. "I am sorry to hear that Harry we'll have mom fix you right up when you get there," Ron replied and then his face turned to curiosity "I see you got your first soulmate mark"
"My what?" He questions. "Soulmates get each other's defining characteristics on their bodies as tattoos after you turn 16." He said.
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