Warnings: Evil!Harry, bxb, violence, murder and bad language.

Disclaimer: All rights to JK Rowling for all characters.

Chapter 1: Leaving The Dursley's

I woke up at exactly 6:45 am like I did every morning, well on the weekends I got to sleep in until 7:45 am because all of the Dursley's slept in. I would be able to get more sleep if Aunt Petunia wouldn't get up so early. The two fat walruses slept in until 9 or 10 am. I couldn't help but feel jealous, not that I wanted to be them, I never want to be them, I feel jealous that they have such great lives and here I am, suffering everyday. But I got use to it, but it doesn't stop me from wishing for things that won't ever happen.

I enter the kitchen and shiver slightly at the coldness and turn on the light before getting ready to make breakfast. On Friday's it was always the same, chocolate chip pancakes with bacon and eggs. Then of course coffee for aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon then orange juice for Dudley. Then I got a cup of water and some scraps, well I am always able to steal some food because I'm smarter than those great prunes that think they will get away with treating my like this.

I begin cooking and setting the table, making sure everything is exactly how it should be to be accepted by Aunt Petunia's OCD. My uncle would get mad if my aunt complains, he treats her like a queen and Dudley the king in training, then me, the worthless slave that must do what he's told or face punishment.

I finish and set the table just in time as I hear my aunt's footsteps and her voice, waking Vernon and Dudley up from their slumber. I quickly finished up some final touches and poured my aunt and uncle's cup of coffee as they entered. I stood in the corner, my head bowed as they paid no attention to me.

Sometimes I consider poisoning the food, I know how and what to use and get away with it. I know these thoughts should be concerning but I don't care anymore. I can use this for my own good and to help others, the world would be better off without them. Well, my aunt wasn't that bad. She didn't hit me like my uncle or cousin, all she did was assign me chores that she could easily do herself.

But I guess it's fine, they keep me occupied and my cousin wouldn't mess with me while I was cleaning, unless he wanted to get me in trouble of course. Once they are done and finished, I take their plates and begin washing them, after I'm done I will get my feeble breakfast that barely satisfies my hunger, but at least it's something.

Once I'm finished my aunt hands me my breakfast and sends me to my cupboard. Once I'm in there I turn on the light bulb above me by pulling the string and let out a sigh as light fills my cupboard. I begin eating, very slowly so I can savour it longer because I wont get another meal until night time. Once I'm done I just sit there and after a moment decide to practice my powers.

You see, I can do things. Things people shouldn't be able to do, I don't know how I can do it but I love it. It makes me feel stronger then my relatives, I can do something they cant and this something can do a lot. I could easily kill them with this power, their lives can be taken from them in a matter of seconds.

I snap myself out of my thoughts when I hear a knock on the front door, my aunt yells for me to get it and I do so. I grab the handle and open the door to reveal a lady, but she was no ordinary looking lady. She was in-a open cloak and long fancy black dress with a witches hat on her head? She looked at me, then her eyes flickered to my scar on my forehead.

"Are you Harry Potter?" She asks me and I nod, wondering why this lady came here looking for me. I felt a spark of hope in my chest, maybe she was taking me away from this hell that I had to call home.

"Boy what's taking you so lo-" Aunt Petunia stopped talking when she saw the girl in front of me. She sneered at the mysterious lady, a scowl on her face. "What does your kind want?" She asks the lady.

"I want Harry, he's my family and the heir to the ancient and noble house of Black," The girl stated in a proud manner. "My name is Cassiopeia Black, the current Lady Black." She says and I instantly realised she must come from a very powerful family to be called Lady as it was normally what you call the wives of Lords. Then realization struck me, she wanted to take me away, she was my family.

My aunt looked at her. "Now why would you want this freak?" She asks Cassiopeia who then sneered at my aunt. My aunt cowered slightly as Cassiopeia pulled out a-stick? I realised though it was no ordinary stick, it was a wand. "C-come in." My aunt stuttered and Cassiopeia entered and we all went into the living room, Dudley and Vernon entered, Vernon paling at the sight of Cassiopeia.

"Now I want you to sign over all rights to me of Harry, it's obvious you don't care for him. If you don't want charges to be pressed against you for child abuse I think you should sign this." She told my aunt and uncle as she placed a pen and packet of papers on the coffee table.

My aunt and uncle both grabbed it and began signing it, both trembling slightly as the did so. Excitement was thrumming through me and once they handed it back to Cassiopeia I was ready to burst.

"Come on Harry, I'll be taking you to my home to meet Lord Black and Walburga Black, also you can call me Cassi for short." Cassi says and I nod. "Now hold onto my arm," She says and I do so, slightly confused.

Suddenly I feel as if I'm being sucked into a tube and we land on grass, she catches me from falling and I then realised she had just done one of my powers. "H-how did you do that?" I ask wide eyed.

She looks at me and sighs. "Oh Harry, we have much to talk about." She says.