Blood quill ( Harry Potter fanfic )

Chapter 1 - Pilot

Before reading this, I will try and update this story, but I would like feedback on this first chapter. If you guys think it is good I will keep on writing this story.
Thanks - Madi

Also, the next chapters will be longer, this is just a Pilot chapter.

Standing over the bathroom sink holding his forever aching hand, was Harry Potter. He, along with Hermione and the Weasleys, had just arrived at 12 Grimmauld place for Christmas holidays. Right now, Harry was trying his best to stop his scar, "I must not tell lies" to stop bleeding. Harry had been having detention with Umbridge for the past 2 months. His hand was never going to look the same, that scar he has gotten from detention was beyond repair.
'OI, Hurry up in there or I might just alohomora this door' Fred, or was it George almost yelled.
'Alright alright, just give me 5 more minutes' Harry almost yelled back. He had been in the bathroom for almost half an hour trying to do something with his hand. He felt dizzy because he had lost so much blood. His hand finally stopped to bleed so Harry took his baggy jumper, and covered his hands with the sleeves ( he covered both to make it not to sus ). Harry unlocked the door and saw one of the twins outside.
'Took your time' He said
'Sorry Fred' Harry Said and walked away.
'ITS GEORGE HARRY.' George yelled as Harry walked away.

Harry, Ron and Hermione walked down the stairs to the dining room for dinner. You could easily tell Ron was very excited for dinner like always. They walked in and saw everyone was already there. Harry chose to sit next to Hermione and Ginny while Ron was next to Hermione and Sirius. Everyone was digging into the food and talked amongst themselves.
Harry ended up lost in thoughts about 10 minutes into dinner about how he was going to survive another term with that ugly toad Umbridge woman. Harry just couldn't believe how someone could hate him so much, and how no one in the ministry believed Voldemort is back. Still lost in thoughts, Harry stupidly reached, with his scarred hand, for another piece of bread for the soup he was enjoying.

Remus, who was sitting opposite Harry, had been staring at Harry for the past 5 Minutes. Remus had noticed how lost Harry looked. He wondered what Harry was thinking about. Was something going on at school? Was he annoyed at how the Ministry was doing nothing about how Voldemort was back? He could see how that would annoy him, but, Harry looked like something more was happening then that. Harry was just eating and thinking, maybe just about how good the food was? Remus snapped out of thinking about Harry when he heard a voice, a voice that sounded like it was talking to him.
'Hey, Remus? Still with us?' Tonk repeated
'Oh yea, yea, was just thinking about something, I'm sure it's nothing' Remus replied. Out of the corner of his eye, he watched Harry reach for a peace of bread. As he watched, he saw just what Harry was thinking about...