The revealing:
On Privet Drive 4 there lived a Harry Potter. Like every other normal Harry Potter he had dark hair, was skinny and had big, round glasses. He had a cousin Dudley who always pestered him, and an aunt and uncle Dursley who were, to be frank, down right evil. They had him sleep in a cupboard under the stairs, make them (rater amazing tasting) breakfasts, and were generally mean to him. Generally nasty stuff. They lived in England, as Harry Potters do, and of course, Harry Potter was bullied by Dudley and his friends.
But this Harry Potter was different from your average Harry Potter. For starters, he had two weird looking birth marks on his neck. They were red and stollen, but he didn´t mind them to much, except when they started to hurt and sting at random times. Sometimes, he was super fast and athletic, even though he normally could barely lift a teapot. Sometimes he got rally thirsty, and had a sudden urge to bite someone in their neck, just feeling their warm blood stream down on his tunge, down on his neck and making him feel so alive. Sometimes he even thought he sparkled for a second.
Yes, this Harry Potter was different, but he had now idea what darkness rally lurked inside of him. Until one day, Wien he discovered something peculiar.
Harry couldn´t believe it. He starde so hard his eyes almost popped out, but no matter how much he concentrated, they were Always there. Big, sharp fangs were pointing down in his mouth. He licked them with his tunge. ´They seemed real. Harry almost expected his reflection to dissapear into the mirror, maby wink, turn his back on him and leave for good, to live in a surreal through the looking glass world.
Should he worry? Harry didn´t know. Maby this was some sort of common disease, but he doubted it. He just stood there and stared a long time.
"What are you staring at? Back to your cupboard!" said aunt Petunia angrily. Harry turned around, smilning. Judging by her face, she too had noticed the fangs. She ran upstairs, screaming in fear, while calling on her husband. "Vernon! Vernon! It is happening!" she shouted in panic.
"What is it?" said Vernon irritated, while he rushed down the stared with his manic wife. Petunia simply pointer a skinny finger at Harry. Vernons face changed from being red as a tomatoe to becoming white in shock. "I see what you mean" he said, exhaling slowly. "It is indeed happening".