A broken Boy

Chapter One

It was cold winters night and a young boy who looked no older than 8 was curled up in a ball trying preserve what little heat he had. The young boy had thick raven hair which was in a poor condition. It was matted, had clumps of dirt and what looked liked blood in his hair. He had the most dazzling emerald eyes you could imagine,but the warmth and joy which should be held in a child's eyes were not there. Instead they held pure terror, which wasn't surprising considering his entire body was covered by bruises and cuts. He had a nasty looking burn that covered his left hand which was starting to blister.

' please uncle Vernon no more' the young boy muttered

' please, please I'll be a good boy I promise' over and over again the young boy muttered these words. Finally the young boy fell asleep. The young boys name is Harry Potter and infact he is 10 not 8.

The next morning at 7 uncle vernon walked out in to the garden, he looked down at Harry and sneered ' good for nothing brat, sleeping while the rest of us work I'll teach you a lesson' he grabbed Harry by the hair and lifted him up.

' Think you'd just sleep while the rest of us work boy' Harry looked at uncle vernon with pure terror.

' I'm sorry uncle vernon, I didn't mean too'

A very nastily smile came apon uncle vernon's face, he didn't have work till 11 and thought he could have some fun.

'Wait here boy, if you move an inch I'll send you over to Peter again'

Harry stood still not even daring to move a single muscle. Harry first thought Peter liked Harry but that had all changed last Saturday. A few minutes later Uncle Vernon came back with a collar and a lead. Uncle Vernon yet again grabbed Harry by the hair and threw him to the floor, he put the collar around Harry's neck and the straped the lead to him. '

now see here boy, you will now wear this collar because you are nothing but a filthy dog' Uncle Vernon pulled on the lead choking Harry.'

You will also craw when you are not doing your jobs boy do you understand' '

yes uncle Vernon' Harry stuttered.

Uncle Vernon turned to Harry.

' good now get inside for your punishment'

once inside uncle Vernon took his belt of and started to thrash Harry as hard as he could, Harry didn't make a single sound through out his punishment. Once Vernon was bored of the belt he heated up a pain of oil, while waiting the oil to heat up,uncle vernon grabbed each finger on Harry's left hand and snapped them back. One the oil was finally heated up Vernon pored it over Harry, this was too much for the young boy and he screamed.

'What did I say about screaming boy' Uncle Vernon roared.

'I'm sorry please no more no more please' Harry cried over and over again

'No more?' Vernon sneered ' your punishment has only just began, Peter is going to come over for a visit'

' uncle Vernon please, I'll do anything' Harry cried once more.

Harry was dragged off to the spare room to wait for Peter. Peter was a short fat man.

' hello again Vernon, is my prize up stairs?'

Vernon smirked at the man

' indeed he is, do what you will with him I have work. Once you're finished tie him up in his cupboard'

2 hours later Harry was tied up in his cupboard, unconscious. His body was broken, he had several open wounds, at least 8 broken bones. And a severally burnt body from the oil his uncle had poured over him.

Since the death of Harry's Parents,his life had been nothing but awful. He was beaten regularly by his uncle, he was starved and denied even the basic need of using the toilet. He was often made to do chores for 12 hours a day with little water. He had never received any love from his family, His life has been nothing but miserable. Every Christmas Harry had asked for a family but his wish was never granted. Instead he was stuck with the abusive Dursleys for yet another year.

While laying broken in his cupboard Harry's magic called out, it called out for someone to come and save him.

Professor Severus Snape, head of Slytherin house and the youngest potions master was sat in his office when he felt it. He felt a tug pulling him out of the castle, Severus had read about this and knew how rare it was for a young persons magic to pull for someone. The last time it happened was over 100 years ago. Severus was confused to how anyone could need him, but he put that thought out of his mind and allowed himself to be tugged outside of Hogwarts.

Where Severus was taken shocked him, he was taken to Number 4 Private drive.

' of course Potter' snape muttered under his breath though it was laced with concern. 'Alohomora ' snape pointed at the door and it opened.

When Snape entered the house, he was shocked to see how clean it was but he could smell bleach very strong bleach, and a light scent of blood. In the kitchen he could hear a high pitch voice

' petunia Snape sneered'

Snape was curious as to where the potter boy was, he felt a strong tug towards the cupboard under the stairs.

' surely they wouldn't' Severus said to him self. Severus walked over to the cupboard and opened the door, lying tied up on a thin mattress was Harry Potter, the state of him nearly made him sick. He removed the collar from Harry's neck, and ever so carefully lifted him up and wrapped him in his cloak.

' I'll come back for you Petunia' Snape said leaving the house.

Harry opened his eyes and whispered

' you came' and fell back in to unconsciousness.

Severus held the broken boy in his arms, with one last look at number 4 private drive both Snape and Harry left the awful place far behind

Okay so this is my first chapter, I currently have chapter 2 finished and I am half way through chapter 3. I've been looking for a beta but haven't found one. If anyone is interested please PM. Please leave me a review to let me know what you think.