I locked away the fucks I could give like my relatives did me (will be re-written)

Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
Gen
G
I locked away the fucks I could give like my relatives did me (will be re-written)
Summary
When children are told that you are unloved and disgusting, there are a few routes they take developmentally.Compromised morals and restricted empathy were Harry’s drink of choice. It wasn’t as if Harry had no empathy - in fact, there were times where many might assume he had too much. Simply put, Harry had learned how to choose on a humid and hot spring day, circa 1989.
Note
Hello! This is my first fanfic. Please point out any grammatical or spelling errors you see!Other then that, I got nothin'.Enjoy!

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