HP Gen
Disclaimer: Not mine
Warning: Angst, abuse. AU. Un-beta.
Summary: Harry got his wish coming true, but with what cost?
Second Childhood
Prologue
Living with his aunt and uncle, made him feeling like a slave, or rather a burden to them.
As for his cousin, he felt that he is his punching bag to him and to his friends.
Was that any meaning to his worthless life? He wished that he would have a second childhood, and wished it better than been beaten and threatens like a slave in that house.
Even if his aunt and uncle wouldn't admit, Harry figures that they just afraid of him, because he was his momma's child, the one who could do magic, not like her sister, who was a 'Muggle'.
"Harry Potter!" Petunia called him, her voice was firm as she hold a grip on her nephew.
Harry lowered his head, not knowing of what he did now that caused her to call him for.
"How many times have I told you not to lay your dirty hand upon my precious child?"
"But…" Harry tried to answer, but being cut by his aunt.
"HOW MANY?" Petunia started to raise her voice toward him, her hand still holding firm his hands.
"More than the stars that sparkling in the sky, Aunt Petunia." Harry replied with weak voice.
He was alone against those three, and there was no one to stand up to him.
He mumbled his wish time after time as he sent toward the closet, trying to ease the pain from the beating, trying to hold back those hurtful words, and yet, like a poison it eats him inside, starting with his heart, breaking the boy through shattered pieces like his heart made of glass.
1.
Harry was glad that the summer vacation was over, and it was time to meet his friends again.
He hoped that there would be a great wizard whom will help him with his wish, his truly wish, which could save him from everything he got so far for a better living.
Hearing his friends' talking warm his colder heart, he was glad to be back to the school where he at least felt safe as no one could beat him, though he was held a fear of Draco and his brutality, knowing that all he needs now is comfort and caring from his friends.