The Child between Good and Evil

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Picture of Sindra above ^

~Parseltongue~

Harry P.o.V

Timeskip to evening

"Get dinner ready Freak. And hurry." 'Freak' The word I thought was my name till I started school. Uncle Vernon unlocked the door so I could do what they wanted me to and 'earn my place in their loving family' like they called it. I started cooking tons of food for this 'loving' family like I used to for nearly all my life. I've never got to taste any of the food I cooked here. If they were generous they allowed me to eat some scrapes, but most of the time they starved me and I was lucky if I got some water to drink. My aunt watched me like a hawk while cook9ing, waiting for me to make a mistake she could use to let her husband punish me. I finished everything as fast as possible and served everyone expect for myself. The whole time during dinner I had to stand in the far corner where the could easily see me and watch them eat. I wasn't allowed to look away or my uncle would punish me for 'disrespecting food'. They soon finished this unbelievable amount of food, that would have been enough for the whole Weasley family. I cleaned the dishes and wanted to disappear into my cupboard again, but uncle Vernon stopped me before I could even reach the door. "Freak, stay here. I've got something form you. A present.", the walrus of a man said in a happy tone. Now I was very worried. I never got any presents. I don't deserve them. And if I'm not being punished uncle Vernon is never happy if he's in the same room as me. "It's outside waiting for you." I slowly made my way towards the garden thinking about what this #present' could possibly be. It was too dark outside so I had to go out to see it properly. Once I was in the garden uncle Vernon closed the door behind my back. My eyes had to adjust to the sudden darkness so I was nearly blind for a short moment. Then I saw it. In front of me was a big bucket full of dark powder standing on the grass. It smelled burnt, so the powder probably was ash. Behind the bucket stood the metallic rest of my trunk. The only parts of it that couldn't be burned. My own uncle burned all my things. He even killed my owl. Her crushed cage was laying on the ground and she herself was nowhere to be found. She probably was now part of the ash in the bucket. I was sad about her death. We weren't as close as Sindra and I but still, I spent nearly a whole year with her. In a sad mood I went back to the house, but they had already locked all doors and windows. Slowly I sat down leaning against the cold brick wall. I was lucky it was the beginning of the summer. I already had spent nights outside with a temperature of -10°C. More than once I had nearly died of the cold. Even though I've eaten way less than everyone else at Hogwarts, I still had something to eat every day so now my body wasn't used to the sudden starvation anymore, which caused my stomach to hurt. It still wasn't so bad and I knew I had to get used to it again. That was another indicator about how ignorant my supposed 'friends' and the other Gryffindor's were. The only ones who noticed how little I ate were the Weasley twins and they told me that they weren't supposed to be in Gryffindor but Slytherin, just like me. But their family would have never allowed it as one of the completely 'light' pureblood families. I myself had been manipulated to believe Gryffindor was the one superior house to get sorted there, but already after just some days I realised that I should have listened to the sorting hat, who first wanted to sort me with the other snakes. At first, I had thought about a re-sorting into my true house, but then Dumbledore would have seen ma maybe as a threat and for now it was better to play along with him to get his trust. Last year I exchanged the philosophers stone for a fake and gave the real one to Voldemort for him to get his lost body back. Dumbledore and nobody of the light suspected anything. Like that I could work as a spy totally unexpected to be a spy and hopefully in some years or after I graduated school I could finally officially join the Dark Lord. But right now, I had to worry over other things, like how I would be able to do the chores, the Dursleys surely would have given me over the night, while being locked out. Soon all lights went out and I was sure the Dursleys went to bed. I reached out to Sindra through our bond. ~Sindra, it's okay to come out now. Somewhere, probably in the kitchen, should be a list with chores, I have to do till morning. Could you tell me them? Then I can already start with the ones outside, to not make the beating worse than it has to be.~ I waited for her to get to the kitchen, and got up. If I hurried I might even get some hours of sleep. ~The things you can do outside right now are just weeding, watering the plant and washing the car. They also wrote down 'moaning the grass', but that would wake them because it's too loud.~