Drarry: Saving Harry

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A/N hey so this is my first story I've ever written so I hope it's okay (it probably won't get any reads but hey worth a shot) so there are some words in here that I don't support but I had to use for the sake of the storytime. I'm sorry for that ok bye!

"Go clean the dishes, you worthless fag" the loud voice of none other than Vernon Dursley echoëd through the house. Harry sighed this is how it's been all summer. Harry had to do all of the chores and if he didn't he'd get punished. Vernon would punch him or worse.... and Harry was getting really tired. After the war he blamed himself for al of the deaths of the people that loved him and he got into a deep depression. On top of that he also had really bad PTSD and would wake up every night because of the nightmares. He had started self-harming and he just couldn't take it anymore.

Lost in a train of thought Harry was cleaning the dishes. He wasn't paying attention and accidentally dropped a plate and it shattered into pieces. "Shit" Harry thought. He already heard the heavy footsteps of his uncle coming his way. He quickly tried to clean up the plate but he was too late and his uncle saw the shattered plate. "What the hell did you do you worthless little shit". He took one of the plate pieces from the floor and sliced it across Harry's right arm. The deep cut started bleeding really bad and Harry screamed out in pain. Vernon told him to clean himself up and go to his room for the rest of his punishment. So Harry did in fear he'd be punished even worse.

When Harry got to his room his uncle was already there. "On the ground face up" Vernon said so Harry laid on the ground and waited for the punishment with his eyes closed. Vernon went to sit on Harry and he punched him in the face multiple times till Harry was almost blacked-out. He told Harry to turn around and lay on his stomach and Harry complied. He took of his belt and slashed it on Harry's back till you could see the blood coming out of his back. Vernon put his belt on and gave Harry one last kick before he left the room and locked Harry in. Harry went to sit on his bed and he grabbed his own blade he kept in his nightstand. He lifted up his sleeve of his left arm and you could see a lot of scars some small some big. He took the blade and started making new scars "What did I do to deserve this shit" Harry thought.

Meanwhile at Hogwarts:
"Severus you have to go check on him, I have a feeling something is wrong" the soft voice of Albus Dumbledore spoke. "But headmaster if you're so worried why don't you go check on him" Snape spoke. "Because Severus I have a lot to do with rebuilding the castle and all". "Fine I'll go" Snape said and left Dumbledore's office.