Darkness of Souls
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
Views:
4,033
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Interlude Between Shadows
As it turned out, it wasn't as bad a day as he had expected; sure, he'd been kicked in the stomach by Dudley, hit over the head and screamed at by Vernon, but he had been working outside all the time.
Out of all his chores, gardening was his favourite by far. He loved being in the garden, pulling out weeds and watering the flowerbeds, he knew that he was better at this than Petunia, because every time he came home, there were a little less flowers and a little more weeds.
They said they wern't going to waste money on a gardener if they could have Harry doing it for free. Harry, of corse thought that this was immensley unfair, but he couldn't really complain, as it gave him an excuse to be in the garden for a long time.
Dudley had gone out after lunch to the cinema to meet up with the other members of his gang, no doubt to go tourture some little kid rather than see the movie they said they were going to.
Weeks after the Dursleys had got the letter home about Dudley's bulling problem, and had complaints from the neighbouring streets about their children being afraid to go out because of Dudley's gang, they still hadn't got a clue. They were still adament that Dudley was as soft as a puppy and wouldn't hurt a fly, despite his award as heavy weight boxing champion.
Still, at least Harry wasn't getting the full brunt of Dudley's bulling anymore, when he came home, he was usually to exausted to beat up Harry, and fell straight into bed after stuffing his face.
No, Harry had had a remarkably good day, untill Vernon came home.
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"BOY! COME HERE!"
Harry had run down the stairs as fast as he could, trying not to fall over as he went, wanting nothing less than to fall on his face infront of his uncle standing at the bottom of the stairs. He made it down and stood still, staring up at the purple faced man. His pupils were dilated and he was swaying slightly as he stood and when he spoke there was a definite stench of alcohol on his breath.
"Boy, this is youre falt isn't it, you did this, you made me loose this important job didn't you! DIDN'T YOU!?"
Harry jumped a foot in the air when the man yelled, he was grabbed by the scruff of the neck, dragged down to the cellar and dumped, unceremoniously on the floor.
He wasn't scared, but unsure of what to expect. He came down here to do the washing but that was all he was allowed down here for, nothing else, but now he was sitting on the floor, completley oblivious of what was going to happen to him.
"I think boy, that is it high time you started paying us back for what we have done for you, don't you think??"
Harry nodded, unsure of what he was going to have to do. Get a job perhaps? He already did all the housework when he was there, he cooked, cleaned, polished..
"Get down boy!" Vernon spat, dragging him out of his thoughs. Harry lay down, unsure of what he was ment to be doing, "ON YOU'RE HANDS AND KNEES BOY!!"
He jumped up onto his hands and knees, trying not to think about what he thought was sure to come...
AN: Sorry it's short; but I have to go tidy my room; I have an exchange partner coming over and I need somewhere for her to sleep
Out of all his chores, gardening was his favourite by far. He loved being in the garden, pulling out weeds and watering the flowerbeds, he knew that he was better at this than Petunia, because every time he came home, there were a little less flowers and a little more weeds.
They said they wern't going to waste money on a gardener if they could have Harry doing it for free. Harry, of corse thought that this was immensley unfair, but he couldn't really complain, as it gave him an excuse to be in the garden for a long time.
Dudley had gone out after lunch to the cinema to meet up with the other members of his gang, no doubt to go tourture some little kid rather than see the movie they said they were going to.
Weeks after the Dursleys had got the letter home about Dudley's bulling problem, and had complaints from the neighbouring streets about their children being afraid to go out because of Dudley's gang, they still hadn't got a clue. They were still adament that Dudley was as soft as a puppy and wouldn't hurt a fly, despite his award as heavy weight boxing champion.
Still, at least Harry wasn't getting the full brunt of Dudley's bulling anymore, when he came home, he was usually to exausted to beat up Harry, and fell straight into bed after stuffing his face.
No, Harry had had a remarkably good day, untill Vernon came home.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"BOY! COME HERE!"
Harry had run down the stairs as fast as he could, trying not to fall over as he went, wanting nothing less than to fall on his face infront of his uncle standing at the bottom of the stairs. He made it down and stood still, staring up at the purple faced man. His pupils were dilated and he was swaying slightly as he stood and when he spoke there was a definite stench of alcohol on his breath.
"Boy, this is youre falt isn't it, you did this, you made me loose this important job didn't you! DIDN'T YOU!?"
Harry jumped a foot in the air when the man yelled, he was grabbed by the scruff of the neck, dragged down to the cellar and dumped, unceremoniously on the floor.
He wasn't scared, but unsure of what to expect. He came down here to do the washing but that was all he was allowed down here for, nothing else, but now he was sitting on the floor, completley oblivious of what was going to happen to him.
"I think boy, that is it high time you started paying us back for what we have done for you, don't you think??"
Harry nodded, unsure of what he was going to have to do. Get a job perhaps? He already did all the housework when he was there, he cooked, cleaned, polished..
"Get down boy!" Vernon spat, dragging him out of his thoughs. Harry lay down, unsure of what he was ment to be doing, "ON YOU'RE HANDS AND KNEES BOY!!"
He jumped up onto his hands and knees, trying not to think about what he thought was sure to come...
AN: Sorry it's short; but I have to go tidy my room; I have an exchange partner coming over and I need somewhere for her to sleep