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Chapter 14

Harry's POV
 

 I ran all the way to my so-called home.  My parents knew that Voldemort would come after them they asked that if they were to die I would stay with the Dursleys until I was 20 just to be safe. 
  The thing is Dumbledore made an edict about it and since he's gone he can't change it.  I could be stripped of my wand and many things if I were to break the law including never being able to contact any wizards I was friends with. The only reason I'd be able to leave was if I had a family.
  I could never do that to Draco, we are way too young.  I just know that the Dursleys are going to be extra mad. They have to put up with me for 2 more years and I won't be leaving for school anymore.
I go to knock on the door but it is swung open and I'm thrown inside. "You're late make us some fucking dinner" Uncle Vernon yells, kicking me forward.
  I groan in pain realizing I'm gonna have to get used to it all over again. I hadn't been beaten in so long. I scramble to the kitchen trying to think of a recipe that would be easy.
  I open the fridge to see chicken and I pull it out knowing they for sure would want chicken.  I check the pantries till I find what I was looking for. "Perfect," I say which causes me to get kicked in the back. 
  "Did father say you could talk?" Dudley chuckles. He walks over to the TV before jumping onto the couch.  As I prepare some Chicken Alfredo.  Please let me know how to cook still.
 

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As I set the plates on the table, the family in front of me digs in eating like pigs. I set the last plate down and sit down to eat. "Daddy I'm hungry still" Dudley whines which causes me to roll my eyes. I glance around to make sure no one saw me which thank Merlin they were too focused on "poor" Dudley.
  "Here ya go my boy," Vernon smirks while taking my plate and giving it to Dudley. Why did I even bother making myself food? "Hey, that's my food I'm a human too" I snap, getting evil eyes from Aunt Petunia.
  Vernon stands from the table slamming his hands on it as he does. "You are a monster don't ever think you're allowed to talk back to me like that you disrespectful brat" he yells getting closer to my face
I whimper as he yells, and wince once he gets near my ear. "Aww look the big baby is crying," Dudley mocks me in a baby voice while scarfing down my food.
I quickly wipe the tears off my face and stand to go to my room. As I attempt to go up the stairs I'm pulled down.  I was only three steps up but when I fell I definitely did something to my wrist.
   "Father. Harry and I are going to the park" Dudley shouts. You can hear grunts from the living room probably signaling that he doesn't care. Dudley once again picks me up and throws me out the door as we walk to the park.
  Every once in a while Dudley kicks my feet out from underneath me causing me to land on my back. I gasp in pain the first time because I landed on one of my stab wounds that hadn't fully healed yet it was still very much swollen and now probably gonna get infected.
  As we finally make it to the park I chuckle to myself... I saved your life here and this is how you repay me.  "Come on out guys" Dudley calls as three rough-looking guys come out from the cornfield staring at me with mischievous faces.
  I smile at them before talking "so do you want me to lay down or do you want to start standing up" I ask in all seriousness.  The boys stop walking for a minute staring at me with curious eyes.
  I cock my head to the side "don't worry I have been beat my whole life, so like I said do you want me to just lay down so you can start orrr.." I trailed off before turning to Dudley "just kick me down already and get this over with" I sigh with an annoyed tone. 
    Wow I really have given up, haven't I?  He rolls his eyes before kicking my feet out from underneath me. I fall to the ground my head slamming on a rock I can feel the blood as my vision starts to already become blurry. 
Pairs of feet start to kick me than a strong set of hands grip my shirt and start to lift me before throwing me to the side.  It's repeated many times before I'm thrown into the cornfield.  "Goodnight Blaise, Ron, Mom, Dad, and my love... Draco.