Every Cloud Has A Silver Lining
Prologue
Disclaimer: I do not own or claim any right to Harry Potter; all rights belong to J.K. Rowling. I make no profit from the writing of this story it is for entertainment only. I only own the plot and original characters.
Prologue
Harry’s POV:
If Cedric had not managed to avoid the killing curse that night back in fourth year then I do not doubt the fact I would not be who I am today. Never have I been so glad that he knew how to make himself invisible, and that he had hidden himself away from Voldemort until we had escaped via the portkey we had arrived by.
Ever since the end of forth year when Cedric and I admitted to having feelings for each other, we have dated. Almost three years later I can safely say I love him with all that I am and he loves me in return. I would willingly die if it meant he would live and be save.
If only I had known or could have ever begun to imagine how my happiness would almost end up completely destroyed beyond repair. How much I would soon come to depend upon him, that my sanity, soul, and who I am would depend upon my love alone.
If only I could have learned the lesson of not underestimating ones enemy in the way that I had. If only I could have avoided a part of myself from being violated and destroyed. Avoided the last spark of innocence I had left within me from being tainted, mangled beyond almost the point of no return.
If only I could forget and cease to hear the cold, sick, twisted, and callous, sneering taunts of my enemy in my most dark and twisted of nightmares. Telling me in a twisted and dark tone of voice, ‘Your tarnished goods Potter. You are a filthy diseased and tainted, cock sucking whore, who Diggory is not going to want to spit on, never mind love’
If only I could permanently wash away and erase the feeling of his hands so brutally beating and violating my body both from the outside and from within me. Erase the feeling of him ripping me to shreds both mentally and physically, that I cannot see or think straight from the mind numbing terror and revulsion I feel overwhelming my entire being.
Today I lost the last of my innocence, unknowing that created in the place of what I had brutally stripped from me, was an innocence yet to be tainted and corrupted by the hard and cruel world in which we live.