Quiet

Quiet

Harry Potter/Severus Snape



This will be a long developing story if everything goes as planned. Sorry this is short it is just a teaser/prologue.





Part 2



A small boy sat huddled. The empty light socket dangled down from the ceiling. Had it been filled and lit the visage would have been no less depressing. In the perfect house of number 4 Privet Drive curled up in a cupboard there sat a secret. A tiny bruised child leaned back on his cot, his boney back scraping against the peeling green paint. This was his bedroom, as the scrawled crayon words above the door attested to.



BANG



BANG



Harry jumped and then breathed out angrily when he realized it was Dudley thumping on the little white door to his cupboard.



“Freak’s being loud again mummy!” Dudley smirked through the vent, fat face blocking the only source of light.



“Dudley be a good boy and bring him in the kitchen for mummy.” Light suddenly flooded the dingy room and Harry moved to cover his face.



Dudley merely smirked and grabbed for his small cousins arm. Meaty dirty looking hands wrapped all the way around Harry’s upper arm. Harry winced as he was pulled out of his prison by the other boy, bruises already blooming across arm and shoulder. Harry’s head made a thud as it banged into the door frame.



Stars danced in front of Harry’s eyes and his vision swam as he was tossed in front of his aunt. He kept his eyes trained on hers as she addressed him.



“Boy, I told you what would happen if you didn’t stay quiet. Thank God your Uncle isn’t home. Go outside and start on the garden, it will serve as a reminder to stay quiet. Have a glass of water, and there are some left over apple slices from my Dudder’s snack.” Harry’s gaze followed her boney finger as it pointed to the counter and widened, it was nearly a whole apple. Petunia’s lips thinned and she walked out of the room without another word.



Harry ate slowly and sipped water between each bite of browned apple as he sat on the concrete steps. The sun was high in the sky and hot. School would be out soon for summer; Harry wasn’t looking forward to being stuck on Privet for several months without the several hours break of school. Harry had only eaten a few bites before he was full so he wrapped the apple up in the paper towel and stuffed it into his pants pocket to eat later. He hoped he could get back to his cupboard before Vernon got home and found the food on him. That wouldn’t end well.



The boy stood up slowly and stretched, he made sure to finish the water in spite of his swollen belly. Harry walked over to the side yard and kneeled to the earth. He pulled at the weeds angrily.



Dudley never had to work outside, lucky jerk.