Harry was woken with a sharp pain to the ribs. "Come on Dudley or we will miss Jedi Training academy and you wanted to go to the Golden Horseshoe and Tomorrowland before we see the fireworks!" Piers said excited.

"Yeah I'm coming," Dudley said as he delivered Harry another kick to the stomach and went chasing after his friend.

Harry was left alone in their room and that was the way he liked it. He did not feel safe enough to try laying in one of the beds for a while but he felt so tired still. He decided to sit up and see if he couldn't find himself something to eat. After all there was complimentary continental breakfasts offered at the hotel and they would be something that the Dursley's wouldn't mind if he had. Something he didn't have to pay for. As he walked towards the dining room he thought about the dream he had the night before. It was strange, his dream of wanting his father to come and protect him, and yet the man that he always knew as his father, the man he had envisioned that looked just like him, looked different in that dream, yet it still felt like the same man. A protective and loving father, a man who would give everything he had just to ensure that Harry was safe and loved. He shook his head a little and went and collected his cornflakes. He just sat and enjoyed them thinking about his dream and smiling, thinking about whether anybody would notice if he went and got another bowl of cornflakes. When a voice interrupted him.

"What the bloody hell are you doing in here boy?" Vernon said as he entered with Aunt Petunia. She had that smug look on her face again.

"I swear this is going to be the last time that I do this!" Vernon put Harry's Disney Land ticket inside his hand. "If you lose this boy, you'll be out of the park, and you can make your own plans for the next week." Harry shuddered thinking of the times that the Dursley's had locked him outside in the cold sometimes for days and he had to resort to staying in the shed to find warmth on those cold snowy days.

"Get out of our sight boy and take these things with you!" Vernon stated angrily as he pulled out the chair across from Harry for Petunia to sit down on.

Harry took one look at his uncle and ran into the amusement park. At least it would get him away from his uncle's fiery temper! "Oh and look who is here!" Piers stated as he licked his icecream. "Our favourite playmate!" Dudley stated. A few people nearby smiled looking at the boys who seemed so friendly.

"EWWWW mate! When was the last time you took a SHOWER!" Piers stated looking at Harry. He felt embarrassed as some people stared at him.

"You know that freaks don't have showers Pier," Dudley stated.

Piers noticed a few pieces of trash laying nearby and picked them up.

"Look Potter perfume!" Dudley said as he grabbed it out of Piers hand and put it down Harry's shirt. Harry felt so embarrassed he wanted to cry! There was little he could do to stop the monstrosity of the older boys.

"Well I thought that you could do with a bit more rubbish to put on. Look at those rags you are wearing!" Piers stated.

"Pukey Potter's Perfume…Pukey Potter's Perfume!" Dudley started chanting, Piers soon joined in. PUKEY POTTER'S PERFUME, PUKEY POTTERS PERFUME!"

Harry did all that he could think of doing. He ran. He ran away from the boys that were giving him such a hard time. Ran from the taunting, the teasing and harassment. He ran as if the devil was after him and it was his only escape. Which to his mind at least it was.

When he was out of breath he turned and did not see his cousin or his friend nearby. He clutched at his chest as he collapsed on a nearby empty park bench. Just sitting, he removed what little of the trash was left in his shirt and took a sniff of himself. He put his head in his hands and started to cry. He felt hopeless and alone, so very alone. Sometimes someone can feel so alone even whilst looking at the crowds of people because they are not a part of those crowds. Something like an invisible barrier seemed to separate him from the crowd of people around him. Walking or running past him on their way to the next activity of the day. Harry, whilst having his ticket with him now and being capable of joining some rides, didn't feel safe to do so. For the mere fear of what he would do when he got off the ride and his cousin got to him. He had to do what he could to keep away from Dudley and Piers even if it meant avoiding enjoyment he could otherwise have. Harry just sat and watched the people rushing around him, smiling as if he could somehow make their enjoyment his own.

Noticing that the crowds were starting to get a bit lighter Harry decided that he should go back to the hotel room and maybe clean himself up a bit before finding the Dursley's and hoping that maybe tonight they might consider buying him dinner. "PIGGY BACK RIDE!" said Dudley as he jumped onto Harry's back. Harry's could feel his back in SOO much pain trying to support the boy who was at least twice his weight (and that's putting it lightly) "Mum said we have to go to the Big Thunder Ranch Barbeque!" Dudley was excited so it had to be a big deal. Harry was not happy with carrying his cousin but he knew that if he refused then he would have more problems with them than it was worth. "Giddy up horsey come on RUN!" Piers said as he pinched Harry in the side. With Piers pinching him and pinching him Harry started to go faster towards the direction that Dudley was steering him in. "Smile you jerk, you know you love it!" Piers said and Harry obeyed trying to make himself look like he was having fun. Whilst people noticed the events happening it seemed as if nobody really wanted to get involved. Sometimes being in public can bring safety, at other times a person still needs to be able to defend themselves and being in public makes it all that more harder.

"COME through son!" Vernon said happily, "oh it seems like you got a lift here! Good lad. Good lad. Always take advantage of every opportunity!" Dudley climbed off Harry's back as he entered the restaurant with his father's hand on his shoulder.

"You disgusting creature!" Petunia said when she saw her nephew. "Go take a shower immediately and if I feel like it we might bring you back something from the restaurant. Now get!"

Harry turned and left the restaurant leaving the aromas behind him and simply wishing that there was some sort of way that he could join in with the fun as well, but without money what could he do other than sit at the table and look hungry, and being that it looked like an all you can eat smorgasbord the people who owned the restaurant would not even allow him inside without money! Harry got into the shower and allowed the disgusting smells of the day to go down the plughole. There was a little complimentary soap and some complimentary shampoo left on the floor of the shower. Barely even a slither of soap as he knew that Petunia was a bit of a neat freak who would refuse to use any soap that had not come out of a bottle, he washed himself under the lovely warm water.

Drying his hair with a towel he noticed sitting in the corner. Granted it was a wet towel and wouldn't do much good but at least he wouldn't be in trouble for using it. He walked out trying to remember where the restaurant was to see if there was any possibility of the Dursley's changing their mind. Not that they would, they never did.

But the sound of having all you can eat smorgasbord was too much for Harry to stand and he went back to the restaurant.

"Hello dear," said an older woman holding a menu who was looking around for any family near the boy, "eating alone tonight?"

"No, my family is here," he said pointing to his uncle who was laughing at some joke Piers was telling him. The woman walked him over to his uncle and said "this boy claims that he is with your party?"

"Nope he must be with someone else!" Vernon said.

"Oh come on Harry, take a seat between us!" Piers said. Harry chose to listen to Piers much to his uncles dismay as the woman charged him for his meal "sir, you must pay for your son!" Vernon was NOT happy!

"BOY when I get you back to the hotel room!" his uncle stated as he paid the woman. Harry happily picked up a plate and started to eat his meal. Dudley and Piers took every opportunity to take what was on Harry's plate making him make frequent trips to the buffet and often what he previously had on his plate hadn't been cooked again yet, but he was thankful for a good meal which as Dudley had 8 deserts, was enough for him to feel quite full.

"Petunia why don't you take the boys to see the fireworks? I need to go change," Vernon stated even though his current clothing looked impeccably clean. "Come

boy!" he said looking at Harry. If Harry did not know that he was in trouble with his uncle the look in his eyes when he gave that command would have given it away.

"Come on boys, why don't we go see the fireworks? I'll buy you a couple of flurecent tubes or something," Petunia said and Dudley lit up. He was looking forward to seeing the fireworks and there would be a new toy as well!

"Hurry up boy!" snapped Vernon, "I want to get back to see the fireworks myself!"

He led Harry into his room where he took a belt off the hook. Harry knew that belt well for the past ten years he had known his uncle's temper whether it had been him trying to get away with something, such as him getting the nice waitress to take him to the Dursley's table for dinner. There must have been some other way to get food but…Harry just wanted to have something nice…just once…knowing that he would probably never have anything nice ever again.

"Assume position Harry, shirt off!" Vernon stated and Harry obeyed spreading his arms against the wall. The first whack from the belt was always the worst, Vernon never tried to account for the buckle and always aimed for the centre of the back. Harry's back was treated the same as a slaves back in the 17th century. He had bruises and welts that had existed on his back for years. But tonight…was a night to end all nights. Vernon hit him, and hit him, and hit him with the nasty end of the belt until Harry finally let out one loud scream and hit the floor. Closing his eyes. Vernon kicked him in the back, put on a new jacket and left the room. "Let the brat suffer!" He thought.