Ok first of love all the main characteters of this story look at the title if you don't know what I'm talking about.

- Harry pov's age 8

I'm scare of the light. The light means pain, pain for the family I live with- oh wait I'm not apart of their family, in their family there's my uncle, aunt and cousin, to them I'm a freak to them. I don't know why they hate me I did nothing wrong. WHY WHY WHY, WHY DO THEY HATE ME! I scream in my head.. then thump, thump. Oh no they'er up, I whispers in the dark. My door to my under the stairs (that's right I live under the stairs back to what I was saying) was throw open there stood my uncle Vernon or what I have to call him Master. He stood there looking like he might kill me, evertime he looks like that it means run, run as fast as you can. "Freak can you tell me what today is?" Ha said in a low threatening voice. "Umm monday?" I said. "Was that a question freak?" said Vernom. "No it was" I said "What the is the month and day?" said Vernom. "Umm the month is December, and the day is -" Harry stop. "Yes what is a day"said Vermon. "Umm today is christmas" I said. "If today is christmas, WHY THE HELL ARE YOU STILL IN BED, AND WHY IS OUR DINNER NOT ON THE TABLE. AND WHY ARE YOU STILL IN THE HOUSE," said Vernom. "Master I just woke up so I did not have time to make your christmas dinner a leave," I said. "Are you talking back to me freak," Vermon said in that voice he had use when he first came here. "No..nnno I am not talking back," I said.

"That's it boy you dead." Vermon said. Then he reach over to me to grap me. I could not run away he block the my door to freedom. He grap me my cousin over size shirt, and drag me out of my cupboard and try to shake me. Note the word try. Dudley shirt being eight times bigger then me, let me slip right out of it. My back was out in the open and it hurts. Want to know why it hurts, my uncle hit me with a whip last night for over cooking dinner. He look crazy at me."Make are breakfast and dinner and leave before I kill y... you freak," said Vermon. I move like there was no tomorrow, and for me there is a small chance that I live. Just as I got into the kitchen my aunt and my cousin Dudley was waking up. A full grown pig is smaller then Dudley, I said in my head. Then I started to make their breakfast.

Dudley pov's age 8

Ha look at that freak. He has to do what ever we said or he gets lock up, no food for three days, and hit with the whip. I have no idea why we treat him like this and I really could care less, I said in my head. "Hay freak,'' I said. He really look like he would rather kill me then answer me. He turn to look at me. "Hay I want a piece of pie, so give me it to me, I said. He said, "I would, but you have to ask you mom." "I tell you what to do not the other way around, you little freak. Give me what I want or I will scream for my mom, and tell her that you touch me," I said. He look afraid, fear across his face so many time, did his face had no emotion on it. "Do it I dare you to you fat little piggy," he said. I can't believe he call me that. "MMMMOM, MOM COME HERE, THE FREAK DROP SOME FOOD AND PUT IT BACK ON THE PLATE!" I said yelling on the top of my lungs. The freak's head snap to me, my dad and mom came running in. Oh the fun is about to start.

Petunia pov's age ( don't care and did not said in the harry books)

Harry did nothing, Dudley just did that just cause he can. Harry is my nephew. I know what you are thinking, if is you nephew why are you letting you husband hit him. Why do I. I mean Harry a good kid, more then my son, as much I hate saying that. Let my husband hit harry cause he is my sister son. I know what you are saying, so what was your sister that bad that you have to hit Harry. No, my sister was an angle, I love her, until I found out about her. No I am no going to tell you what I found out, just know that he is just like her.

Vermon pov's age (I really don't care)

That freak was just about the kill my son, drop the food on the floor and give it to him, HE'S DEAD.I kick the door to the kitchen, found the freak standing next to Dudley, Dudley in a chair, and food on his plate, one broken plate on the floor with food on it. "You are dead freak," I said. "Vermon don't kill him, if you kill him we will have no one to do what we want," my wife said. She did have a point. So I did not kill him, I grap him by the collar of his shirt, and drag him into the living room. I left him there and went to get my whip. I hit him 40 times, he's crying, and scream in pain. Me, I think I was smile like a mad man. I drag him into the kitchen, to the stove and put his hand in it. He started to kick the stove, trying to get his hand out of my grip. I let go of him, he falls to the floor, looks at me with fear in his eyes.

Harry pov's

Saying I was scare was a understatement. I was down right scare for my life. (I can't spell the word I want so I used that.) Vermon cames at me again. I want to run and hide, but I can't. He moves until he's in front of me. What are you going to do now you freak, get the hell out of this. I would love to leave this thing you call a house, but I can't I am in to much pain. I said in my, but wants to scream it at his, so I do nothing, I can't do anything but sit here and get hit. "Vermon throw the freak outside. He's spilling blood all over my new rug," said my aunt. "Fine," he graps me once again by the collar of my shirt, dags me into the living room, to the door opens it throws me out and shuts it once again.

I stood up and turns around and took off running. It wasn't running for me, I can't run remember, but compare to my cousin it was running. I kept running, until I ran into a tree, I look at the tree. It look like it was hollow. I tap it was hollow, crawl inside it and set my hand on fire. Yes I can set my hand on fire, that's not the only thing I can do, I can turn into a wolf. So I did that, I image a black fur and green eyes. Soon a dark wolf with green eyes. I had claws and teeth to protect me if I have to use them. Is it bad that I feel more safe in this form then my human form?

Hay if you read this can you answer harry question.

After this there is no more my sister mess it up sorry