Harry
I turned seventeen today. I'm scared, they've made me get back in the cupboard. I'm scared, uncle has been drinking again. He beats me everyday, at least four to seven times a day.
"Boy." My uncle shouts then chuckles. "I've got a surprise!" He chuckles again. I curl against the wall. The door opens. "Oh come out boy and into the room." He moves back and I hesitate. "Hurry up boy!" He shouts. I crawl out and he grabs the collar that he's placed around my neck. He hooks on the lead and unhooks the chain connected to the wall. He leads me to the smallest room. He shoves me on the bed and chains my arms to the head board. He hooks a chain to the collar and unhooks the lead. He chains my feet to the end of the bed. He rips my clothes off. "Now Boy-" he sneers. "We are going to play a game, you let me do as I please and you will get food at least once a week." I look up at him in fear and he laughs. He climbs on top of me and turns me over, twisting my arms and legs painfully. I begin to struggle and he hits his meaty fist to my spine. I cry out and he rips my pants down. I hear his pants drop and I struggle harder. "No please. don't I'll be good. I'll be a good boy." I beg and he laughs. He grabs my hips and shoves in. I scream at the top of my lungs before passing out.
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Third person
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A scream echoes through the night. The smell of pain and fear reeks the air of the wizarding world. Wizards, witches and creatures alike wince, cringe and cry at the sound. The sound of pain. The sound of fear. The sound of lost hope.
What they didn't know is that it was their saviour who made the horrible sound.
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Keeping 3rd person till told otherwise.
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For Harry, the first couldn't come fast enough. His uncle said that he'd be going back to school this year, but from what he could tell in his drug induced state, the day had passed.
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Footsteps echo through the night on the empty street. The one commonly known as the street to Harry Potter. Four hooded figure arrive at the fourth house and knock on the door. The leader pulls down his hood, revealing a man with a long white beard, long white hair, wrinkled skin and twinkling blue eyes. He knocked again. The door opens revealing a boy half the size of a small whale. The boy screams and slams the door. Shouts could be heard from inside before the door opens again.
Petunia Dursley smiles a fake smile at the group of wizards in front of her.
"How can I help you?" She says in a too bright voice.
"We are here for the boy, Petunia." A man with black hair, black eyes, a hooked nose and pale skin says. Petunia narrows her eyes.
"Severus Snape." The others- save the leader- turns the the dark man.
"Petunia Dursley, nee Evans. Sister of Lily Potter nee Evans." The three other wizards turn to him. "We are not here to name names, we are here for the boy, where is he?" She blinks at her sisters old friend. Severus steps forwards. "I would hurry up, or I'll do something I did as a child, that turned you against me in the first place." He hissed and she steps back. She leaves the door open as she rushes away. You could hear whispered conversations and then a chair scrape. At the jingle of keys Severus pushes the door open further. What they saw shocked them. Veron Dursley- the baby whale man- bent over ten to twenty locks. You could hear the faint jingle of chains from within the cupboard. With this scene in front of him Severus Snape moves forwards pushes the fat man out of the way and mutters a spell and the door unlocks. Severus slowly opens the door and gaps at the sight in front of him. At the sight if the shocked Severus everyone including Petunia and the same whale boy. Against the far wall was a tall boy, black hair, face turned towards the wall. Skinny, pale limbs covered in bruises and trembling.
"Harry, my boy." The white haired man speaks, breaking the shocked silence. The boy, also known as Harry Potter, doesn't acknowledge the Headmasters voice.
"Boy," Veron says, slight fear in his voice. Harry turns his head away from the wall, his thin, tear stained face looks up at his uncle in fear. "You are going to go with these-" looking at the four wizards in disgust- "people, and never return, understood?" Harry lifts one hand and Veron turns away, knowing the boy could get free on his own, but stayed because of the fear. The chains and shackles drop with a clink and everyone moves back. Veron walks away and back to his dinner. Harry moves slowly like a deer in headlights. When he gets out, he sees the front door open. Before anyone could move or speak Harry sprints out the door. Only to be meet with two people. He freezes before spinning around and running towards the road. "Stop!" He hears a voice shout as he sprints towards on coming traffic. He looks back once before vaulting a moving car and landing on the other side of the street. "Harry wait!" Someone's chasing him, like Dudley does. Harry pushes faster, turning corners faster than possible but his luck ends. Someone catches him from behind. Before he realises where he was or who he was with, he screams at the top of his lungs. The person holding him drops him and whimpers before moving back. Harry lands on his knees and curls in on himself. He cries and rocks himself. Soon he's surrounded by people and lifted. He soon finds he's too tired to fight.
Sleep comes as he's taken away.
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