Harry, who had just picked up some of the food, barely registered the pain he felt from landing when fear took over as he saw the food spill on the floor. He also noted that he landed on Dudley, who was now looking at him with tears in his eyes. He quickly jumped to his feet but he wasn't quick enough as he found a big hand grab him by his hair. He looked up to see his uncle looking at him with complete rage,
"Dudders!" A worried Aunt Petunia rushed to the aid of the sobbing Dudley
"He landed on me!" Dudley sobbed as he pointed an accusing finger at Harry
"What is wrong with you boy?!" Vernon roared in the face of young Harry
"W...wasn't me" Harry hiccupped a tears poured out of his face "it...it was Dudley...he kicked my..."
"Lies!" Vernon shouted "You dare tell lies about my son, you miserable little freak!"
"I...I'm sorry"
"Not yet you're not!" Vernon tossed Harry on to the floor, he landed face first and pain poured all over his head. He tried to crawl away but that became impossible when his uncle's heavy foot slammed down on Harry's leg, causing him to scream in pain. He tried to pull his leg out but his uncle had him trapped. Vernon removed his belt and licked his lips as he looked down at the freak. "I will make you sorry" He said before slapping Harry across the back with the belt, causing the young boy more pain.
Tears burst from Harry's eyes, as he cried every time he was hit. His uncle had just gotten to seven before he threw the belt away, he lifted his foot up, allowing the blood to flow back into Harry's leg. He grabbed Harry by the right arm and yanked him to his feet. He then let go of his arm and grabbed him by the wrist.
"Stop you're crying!" He shouted at Harry, who despite all his best efforts failed to stop "I promised I would burn you and I am a man of my word!"
"No! Please don't!" Harry pleaded as he tried to pull out of his uncles grip but his uncle was too strong
"Quit your whining and take your punishment properly" Vernon barked as he pulled Harry closer to the burning stove, he pulled Harry's little hand toward the flame
"No! No, no, please! No! NOOOOOOOOO!"
The people in the court watched, horrified at the sight before them. Horrified that the boy-who-lived, their saviour, was being beaten and tortured by muggles at such a young age. Guilt filled them as they realised that they did nothing to help him as they were too busy celebrating you-know-who's demise. Sympathy filled their hearts for young Harry Potter, the boy who did not disserve the pain they saw inflicted upon him.
The three remaining members of the marauders were horrified, their mouths open but no sound was capable of coming out. Tears dripped down their faces. The single memory hurt Remus more than any transformation, the single memory hurt Sirius more than any year at Azkaban. James could do little more than wrap a comforting arm around his crying wife. He was in disbelief, they hurt his son. HIS SON! His intelligent and brilliant son and they dared hurt him?! His Harry. His poor, poor Harry.
Lily was worse, many emotions filled to the brim inside her heart. Betrayal and hatred because of her stupid, jealous sister and her horrible husband. If the roles were reversed then she would've died before she let Dudley get hurt, yet her sister wouldn't do the same. Hating her was one thing, but her son, no! Lily couldn't forgive that! She could forgive many things but not that. Her poor baby boy! He was three! He was just a child!
Lily remembered Harry telling her how he killed the Dursley's, right now, she couldn't blame him. Any bad feelings about that fact were gone, because if Petunia was alive then Lily would've killed her herself!
"Not one of my better birthdays" Harry admitted once the memory had ended
"H...Harry, I'm sorry!" Dumbledore apologised "I truly am sorry you had to be placed there but I need you to..."
"Fourth birthday?" Harry interrupted "Do you remember your fourth? I do, it was the day I killed the Dursley's. Of course, I find the set up to the birthday is just as good. I'd like to show you what happened on my fourth"
"Harry, I..."
"This starts the day before my fourth, we had just arrived in America and were currently staying at a hotel. It is a very interesting memory, I promise you that"
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