Read my other story: The Boy Named Freak to understand this story.

They had never meant for him to grow up thinking his name was Freak. When Petunia Dursley decided to take her nephew in, she thought she could take care of him as her own child, just as the letter from Albus Dumbledore suggested she do.

She would never forget the morning when she found her baby nephew asleep on her doorstep. After she was finished screaming, she picked him up and carried him into the kitchen where Vernon and Dudley were. She sat down at the table with the baby in her lap and read the letter.

"Who the ruddy hell who is that?" Vernon asked.

"It's my nephew, Harry. It seems that my sister and her husband were killed by one of their own kind last night. It blew up half their house… Harry was the only survivor. Her lot has asked that we take care of him."

Vernon didn't look to happy about this at all. He had hoped that they would never meet the boy, and now they were expected to take care of him? Petunia wasn't sure why, but she wanted him. Maybe it was because other than Dudley, he was her last remaining blood relative.

"I'd like to keep him," she said. "We're his only relatives… but we'll make sure he never finds out about that world."

When Vernon left later that day, she prepared Harry for a meal. They didn't have another high chair, so she let him sit on her lap while he ate. Before Vernon had left, he'd told her that he didn't want the boy sleeping in any of the bedrooms upstairs. She had no idea where to put him then. She didn't want him to sleep on the couch, what if he rolled off?

She let the boys play while she looked around the house for a place for Harry to sleep. Finally, she came to a stop at the cupboard under the stairs. There was an old mattress in there for when Marge, Vernon's sister came to visit with her dogs. She used to have a very old dog, but it had died recently.

"Well, we have a use for it now I guess," Petunia said to herself.

She walked back into the kitchen where she had left the boys. She stopped in her tracks when she saw that Harry had levitated a couple of blocks in the air. No, she thought to herself. Not again. This cannot be happening again! She was taken back to her childhood when Lily had always managed to do magic, and then she met the Snape boy. Freaks! She thought to herself. Nothing but freaks!

"Oh Lily, how could you? I wanted to love him, I really did and now I am going to be reminded of… those days," Petunia looked down at Harry and said bitterly. "You're just going to be another freak, aren't you?"

Harry laughed and lowered the blocks to the floor. Dudley was clapping his hands; he had enjoyed the bit of magic demonstrated in front of him.

"Freak!" Harry laughed.

"That's right; you're a freak, just like your parents and that Snape!"

"Harry freak," he said and laughed again.

And from that day forward, she called him freak. At first she still used his name, but once Vernon heard her calling him that, he seemed to like it. After a while, neither one of them called him Harry anymore. This confused the baby who clearly knew what his name was, but soon he started to respond to Freak and seemed to forget his name.

He was relatively happy though. He wasn't a messy eater; she rarely had to clean up after him. He didn't seem to mind that neither she nor Vernon paid any attention to him. In the beginning, she had wanted to cuddle and love him, but she couldn't anymore, not if he was going to be magical. They would give room and board, they would teach him what he needed to know about life, but they would never love him or give him attention. Lily could blame that on herself for having a magical child.

When the boys turned two, Petunia decided to start to potty train them. Vernon was always complaining about how expensive diapers were. She knew she should have started earlier with them, but caring for two toddlers was hard work. Harry liked to do magic, though she never told Vernon this and Dudley liked to get into mischief. He also liked to beat his cousin up. She usually left them to it; Vernon told her it was the only way that Freak would learn to defend himself.

Dudley didn't seem to want to learn how to use the toilet, but Harry did, though he was still slow at times. He probably would have learned how to do it quickly if it hadn't been for the Christmas morning that had changed everything… by then Vernon had witnessed that Harry did magic. They both agreed if he did it in front of them again, he'd have to be beaten. Petunia didn't feel comfortable with hurting such a young child, so she kept it to herself if he did magic in front of her… that was until he hurt Dudley with it.

When she saw that the boy had burnt Dudley, she had felt afraid for her little boy's life. She would never have thought she would beat a child, but after she saw what the magic could do, she lost it. She had spanked the boy as hard as she could, but she didn't think it was good enough, so she handed him off to Vernon who beat him even harder.

"Petunia, we have to get rid of him," Vernon told her later. "It's evil, that freaky thing is evil… I've never been a religious man, but I think we have the devils spawn in our house."

"The devils spawn, now really Vernon, all those people-"

"Magic is evil, is it not? Also wasn't it some evil wizard who killed your sister because he wanted that boy? I read the letters your sister sent you. She was in hiding because of that evil creature who burnt our son today! Why else would someone want to kill a baby? It's obvious isn't it? We are raising evil in our home. If you want that thing to stay here, we're going to have to teach it a lesson. You just leave that to me."

After that night, Petunia couldn't stop thinking about what Vernon told her. It was evil, should they get rid of it? What if they sent it to an orphanage and it hurt other children? No, they had to take care of it themselves. The creature would never harm Dudley again.

A/N: There will be some more chapters through Harry's and Petunia's point of view. I just want the fans of The Boy Named Freak understand how it came to Harry living the life he did at the Dursley's. Remember though even though these chapters are going to be sad, he get's rescued in the end.