Scars | Harry Potter x Reader (taking a pause)

Year 2: Back to the Orphanage

TRIGGER WARNING (abuse)
You had been dreading this day ever since you got to Hogwarts. The day you had to leave to go back to the orphanage. Sure you'd be back in a couple months but that seemed like eternity. Not only were you gonna miss Hogwarts but you were gonna miss your friends especially Harry. He had been your best friend and you couldn't imagine parting from him.

You got to the where the train was leaving and once you got on the train, you sat with Harry, Ron and Hermione. You all talked the whole time but you and Harry had sad faces and Ron and Hermione could tell you even though you were both trying to hide it.

Once you got to Kings Cross you hugged Ron and Hermione. You then gave Harry the biggest and longest hug out of all of you.

"I'm really gonna miss you guys" you said looking at Harry.

"I'm gonna miss you too" Harry also said staring at you.

You and Harry hugged one last time when you both had to leave. You had to walk to the orphanage which wasn't far and wondering the whole time if they would even take you back. You hadn't announced you were coming back but it was the only option you had.

You finally got to the orphanage and took a deep breath before walking in with your luggage. Mrs. Evans had heard the door opened so she came to who it was. Once she saw you she stood there paralyzed in fear and shock as the last time she saw you, you left with a man three times the size of a normal one.

"What are you doing here?!" she yelled.

"Erm I came back for the summer."

"So you just left and now since you have no place to go you decide to come back!"

"Please"

She gave you a dirty look and finally said alright. That made you relived and you started heading upstairs to unpack your bags. Everyone was probably was doing their homeschool when you realized school was out.

"Don't bother going to bedroom. From now on you'll be staying in the attic and doing extra chores and you are only allowed to come out to do them."

"What?!"

"You heard me"

You rolled your eyes and headed upstairs to the attic and you glanced into the bedroom as the door was opened and saw Kyla and she stared at you in shock. You rolled your eyes once again and once you got to the attic, it was filthy, cold, and tiny. The only good thing in there was a window that you could see all of London with. You placed your luggage down and went to look out the window.

When you got to the orphanage you decided not to bring your owl, Atkins in.

You pulled out your winter coat for something to sleep on. You used one of your sweaters as a pillow and you didn't really have anything to use as a blanket. You laid on the coat and stared at the ceiling.

As you were laying there it was quite cold. You were affected by temperature badly. It wasn't like the normal person that could suck it up. It didn't mean you were a baby. No one could ever explain why. You grabbed the thick coat and put it on.

You cuddled up in it and then you heard a loud knocking on the door and you got up dreadfully opening it. It was Mrs. Evans with a mop.

"I expect these floors to by shining by the time I get back from the supermarket or there will be punishments."

You grabbed the mop and started mopping the floors quickly nervous of what that punishment might be. You mopped as fast as you could though avoiding the main bedroom where Kyla was.

Your hands were aching by the time you were finished and just in time for Mrs. Evans to come back. She walked in and looked at every room in the house to make sure the floor was spotless when she had a angry face on.

"I see you haven't finished a room?"

You just stared at her angry.

"Follow me"

You hesitated and followed her into a room and when you turned the corner to get in the room, a large leather belt slapped you in the stomach which made you scream and fall to the floor clutching the injured spot. When you were on the floor she hit you again in the back with the belt even harder this time which made tears fall from your eyes which you tried not to.

She only hit you those two times and yelled at you "Get up and go back to the attic!".

With that you slowly got up clenching your stomach and she kicks your shin to move faster. You walked quickly to the attic slamming the door shut collapsing on the floor crying.

This occurred almost everyday for the whole summer with several chores that took the whole day to complete and then Mrs. Evans not satisfied with the result punishing you. Sometimes she would beat you with a belt, other times she would dip the tips of your fingers into hot wax and the list goes on. None of these punishments made it any easier to complete your chores.

Kyla didn't really associate with you since Mrs. Evans didn't want your "attitude" spreading to them.