This is how I'll write things :
"Parceltongue""Thoughts"
"SHOUTING"
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∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆3rd year summer of Hogwarts. At the dursleys:
Time : 9:26
Harry's POV :
I just finished making dinner, the dursleys are now eating but not like I'll get any........when do I ever get something besides of scrap?.
The past year Ron and Hermione are ignoring me even more, they did used to ignore me a little but now it's like I don't even exists or that I'm some kind of unwanted guest in their way. Then there's ginny, she keeps trying to kiss me and flirting with me, one time she even tried getting in my pants when I obviously made it clear I'm not interested in her. At all!I tried begging AGAIN to dumbledore to let me stay at Hogwarts but he just said that it's too dangerous and the dursleys have blood warded in their house and that it was for the greater good....I tried explaining that they starve me and mentally abuse me but he just shut me out and said that I can get detention if I lied again..
"BOY!!!" Uncle Vernon yelled from downstairs. "Yes uncle Vernon!?" I half shouted while still sounding respectful because I have no intention in getting punched or locked in the cupboard again.
"WASH THE DISHES NOW!!!"
"yes uncle vernon.....!"I went downstairs and started collecting the dishes. After collecting I went to the sink and started washing them, aunt petunia came in and started listing things to do afterwards.
"Listen here brat after you're done with the dishes, take the clothes in from outside, fold them neatly and place them in their places correctly. One single mistake and you're not getting food for 2 days." Aunt petunia said.
"Food..?...more like scraps....."
I thought but still nodded.|Time skip to 11:50|
Harry's POV :
Finally I'm done for the chores. I come in Dudley's second room and lock the door from the inside, I'm just glad I didn't mess up today again. Not like I most of the time do...........
Oh I just remembered, tomorrow is my birthday. Yay I'm so excited, notice the sarcasm. Why should I even be excited? Not like anyone remembers, like every year I will celebrate it alone again. Only if I could get out of this hellhole, no not the dursleys......I'm talking about life.....*sigh*I should probably start a bit early reading for potions, I know I sound like Hermione but I'm not like that I promise. Why potions you maybe thinking? Well I'm not that bad at potions like I act like I am. First few days of Hogwarts I was normally using my brain but since I got good grades, Hermione started pulling me in corners yelling at my face that I was using some kind of advanced book to pass the classes, I'll be honest she really used to lose her temper whenever I got better grades than her.
And also not that Snape liked me either.......What's the time? 11:59, oh well let's count since I've nothing to do else.
10....9.....8.....7.....6.....5....4.....3.....2.....
1....
Then it hit me. A intense pain in my body, it felt like someone tearing my body apart but I still didn't scream knowing if I did, my uncle would probably kill me. I whimpered and bit my lips so hard that they were nearly going to bleed.. I fell on the floor rolling trying to breath but breathing just seemed PAIN........... I wasn't bleeding but it seemed worse than that. My glasses fell out a long time ago so it was hard seeing where I was crawling either. I limped around about 3 minutes. It was like someone was using cruciatus on me. Tears were streaming down my face.
My backbone was burning and my head felt like it was being crushed into two.
But then I blacked out.
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