Harry Potter: The Broken Boy

Chapter one:

Harry's pov

It was the summer of my second year at Hogwarts, right before my third term. I really hated living with the Dursleys. I hated Dumbledore for forcing me to live there after Voldemort had killed my parents when I was an infant. I never had any friends, even before Hogwarts. Boys were always jealous of me for being famous and the girls wanted nothing to do with me at Hogwarts. Except for Hermione Granger, she was the only friend I ever had. She was the only one who was nice to me when no on else was, she had knew I was being abused at home so she decided to be nice to me. I was bullied my entire life. Dudley and his gang had always picked on me. And if it wasn't Dudley and his gang of friends at home, then it was none other Ron weasley back at Hogwarts. He mostly beat me up. I would let him punch me first so I could beat him up in defense. But everyone always caught me beating up on Ron, they wouldn't even see him bullying me but Hermione. Before me and the Dursleys left the kings cross, Hermione pecked my cheek. I had a small crush on Hermione since first year and I didn't know if Hermione liked me back.

As I entered the Dursley's home of number 4 pivet drive, my aunt Petunia told me to go to my bedroom and wait for Vernon to arrive and deal with me. Whenever Vernon was angry at his job, he mostly took it out on me. He abused me. Sometimes, he would beat me until I become unconcious or covered in blood. As I entered my bedroom, I saw Dudley in there, waiting for me while looking out of the window. He turned around quickly and punched me in the stomach before walking out. I knew and dreaded what came next.

As Vernon entered through the front door, he gave Petunia a small kiss and went upstairs, unraveling his belt to whip me. Vernon mostly beat and whipped me whenever he was angry at anything, leaving whip marks in my back. Sometimes my skin would be deeply lacerated with bruises and bloody whip marks. Sometimes Vernon would beat me so bad, that my hands would be covered in a thick layer of dark rose red blood.

As Vernon entered my bedroom, I knew what to do. I took off my shirt and pants, leaving myself in nothing but my underwear. Vernon then told me to take them off. I had hesitated, so Vernon had forcefully yanked my underwears off and told me to face the wall.

Vernon whipped and whipped until I was all bloodied up.

When Vernon was done with me, I rushed over to hedwig and pulled out a new piece of parchment and and quill.

Dear Remus,
can I please come and stay with you?
It's terrible at the Dursleys. I'm all covered in blood and whip marks. I know this is a lot to ask, but please do this for me. I hope I'm not being a burden to you, so if you can, sneak in and make sure they don't see you then come up to my bedroom, I don't want you to get caught.

Sincerely, Harry

I stopped writing and put the letter in the envelop and tied it around Hedwig's leg. I then opened my window and Hedwig flew out to deliver the letter to Remus.