Abused Harry Potter

Chapter 12

Chapter 12

Harry's POV

The long walk up to the great hall was quite not a sole in sight, but as I drew closer to the doors of the great hall you could hear the laughter and voices of people grow louder. I paused just outside of the massive double doors taking one last calming breath, I squared my shoulders and pushed the doors open. Taking the first few steps into the hall nothing really changed, I was just another student but of course that didn't last long. About five steps into the hall it fell quite, you could a pin drop on the floor it was so quiet. I tried to stay calm I told myself I had to but as the silence soon grew into hushed whispers I found myself spiraling.

I froze where I stood unable to make my feet work any longer. It was like I had stepped into a pit of quicksand, I was sinking. Raising my head up to look around I found hundreds of eyes looking back at me, some you could see the confusion, some what was almost hatred, and some sympathy. Whipping my head toward the Gryffindor Table I sought out my friends hoping to find strength enough to get through this, I could see Hermione but Ron was the one that really caught my attention. He was sitting a ways down the table with the same guys that he was with earlier, Ron was right in the middle throwing his head back in laughter from whatever the kid next to him said then bringing his face back down looking directly at me smirking. I couldn't take it anymore, I found myself turning on my heel taking off. I'm not quite sure where I was going but I knew that I needed to get out of there, I couldn't breath, I couldn't think, all I could do was run.

Soon I was out of the castle running down the hill towards the forest, but I didn't stop there, I ran right past the trees soon enough being swallowed up by the darkness of the dense woods. I'm not quite sure what happened next but the next thing I knew I was collapsing against a tree unable to go any farther, curling up in a ball I let the tears take over.

No One's POV

Harry curled into the tightest ball he could as the sobs raked through his body, lost in the forbidden forest he let himself be pulled into an exhausted sleep. It wasn't until much later that the small boy was jerked awake by the unmistakable sounds of an animal, one that was hungry. Harry jumped to his feet trying to figure out which way he needed to go but since nightfall had already arrived it was pitch black, stumbling his way along he could hear the rustle of brush telling him the animal was gaining on him. Picking up his pace he broke out into a full sprint only to find himself tripping over the underbrush and tumbling down the steep hill he had no idea he was heading directly for. Scrambling for something to slow his speed of rolling down the hill he could feel rocks and branches cutting into his hands but nothing was helping, soon enough Harry slammed into a large rock cracking his head against it. The next thing he knew he splashed in the freezing waters of a small creek, finally coming to stop in the shallow black water.

Harry's POV

I couldn't move, I was losing the battle sinking into nothingness. I tried to keep my eyes open, I knew I had to keep moving but my eyes fell close and wouldn't open again.