Disclaimer: I do not own Harry potter and never will,All thought I do own a rock and a string. I don't technically own the rock because I stole that. But oh well I own it now.

"The un-perfect boy, In the un-perfect world"

After the recent death of Harry's beloved god father Sirius Black, Harry has been slowly fading into the darkness. Sometimes he can't even control what his mind does or thinks. When he sleeps at night he has recurring nightmares about Sirius and Cedric dying, the new knowledge he gained from the prophecy and his fears of the upcoming war. In the dark he feels like this is where he belongs. He can no longer be around many people at once. He feels alone, he feels as though his friends can't possibly understand what he is going through. He cries every day and the darkness in his heart keeps growing. As the darkness keeps growing so do the bloody cuts on his arms. He is either depressed, irritated or angry all the time. He now dresses in a monochromatic way and has a deeper, more evil voice then before. Some people stay away from him, but luckily Ron and Hermione has been there for him, even though they can't possibly understand his feelings.

Harry is sitting at his writing desk replying to a letter from Ron. The letter says

"Hello Harry, how've you been? Quite a year we had, eh? Mum's still worried sick about you. Hasn't cooked for a while. Shame really, we have to forge for ourselves. Not good. Hope things are better with you.

See you soon,

Ron"

Harry hasn't been good at all. He has about 15-20 scars on his arms and the Dursley household has been in an uproar since his return, and every time he is in the same room with Vernon, his uncle yells at him, saying that he doesn't want him in his sight. But he doesn't want Ron getting worried, and lecturing him how dangerous his cutting was, so he just replies:

"Hello Ron,

Everything's fine over here. I've been having a few bad dreams here and there, but it happens to everyone. The Dursley's are going bloody mad. They're not exactly thrilled that I'm back. The usual, pretty much. Tell everyone I say hello.

Harry"

Harry lies through the whole letter, but it doesn't matter to him. Just as long as Ron doesn't worry, things are 'fine.' Harry rolls up the parchment and raps on Hedwig's cage.

"Hey you! I need you to deliver this."

Hedwig grumpily sticks out her leg. As soon as the letter is tied, she flies off.

Harry suddenly hears some laughing from down the hall and in Dudley's room but it doesn't sound like Dudley it sounds more like...a girl! Harry decides to investigate. He slowly creeps out of his room and down the hall. Upon reaching the door he once again hears the girlish laugh.

Harry softly opened the door and peeked in. Upon looking onto the bed he sees a disgusting hooker with boils on her nose. When she laughs her whole body jiggles. Dudley sees Harry's head poke out from the doorway.

"Hey you little rat, what the fuck do you think your doing in here? Crawl back into your black hole of a room." Dudley shouted.

"Oh baby don't be mean, he can join us! A little menage a trois," says the hooker getting up and letting the bed covers slide off her shoulders.

Harry shudders. "I think n-"

Harry was cut off by Dudley's loud coughing.

"ARE YOU SMOKING WEED AGAIN?" Harry asks in amazement. He doesn't know how the dimwit in front of him can actually get weed.

"What's it to you, runt!" Dudley says, obviously annoyed. "And what're you going to do? Go and tell Mum and Dad?"

"Hey, why " Harry begins, but he starts to cough because of the atmosphere in the room

"Not," he continues. "They're going to catch your lady friend, too, eh?"

"Then I'll blame you," says Dudley slyly.

"How original," Harry says, getting annoyed, of his cousin always blaming him for everything. He turns on his heel and leaves the room.

20 minutes later he can still hear the giggles from the little – er, big whore in Dudley's room. It is getting extremely irritating, because the walls aren't very thick in his house. He has tried stuffing anything into his ears he could fit (tissues, his fingers, parchment, owl treats, etc) but nothing works. Harry starts to hear foot steps come up the stair case. Aunt Petunia's high pitched voice from down the hallway filled with joy, screaming...

"Oh Duddy-kins I brought up you and your little girl friend some snacks," she says, unknowing of what was going on. She thought she was over to study for O-Levels.

"Don't come in mum, just leave the stuff out side the room, we are studying," Dudley replies, trying desperately not to have his mother come in the room. Unfortunately, there's no lock on the door and she just bursts into the room with a smile from ear to ear.

"EHHHHHH!" plop!...that's all you heard from the room. Harry supposes she's fainted at the sight and the atmosphere of the room.

Harry ran to into the room. Just as he suspected. She was on the floor and she looked like she was dead. Harry looked at Dudley. Dudley and the hooker were wrapped up the blanket together on the bed with all their cloths off. Harry found this amusing and started to laugh...

"What the fuck are you laughing at asshole?"

"Your stupidity!" with that harry started to go into another round of laughter.

"Harry get my mother off the dame fucking floor, while me and Nikki get dressed." Dudley said demanding.

"wait who is Nikki?" Harry said confused

"Her!" Dudley pointed a finger at the hooker and getting annoyed by the stupid question.

Harry did as he was told, He turned on his heal and left the room. Just as he turned into his room Uncle Vernon came running upstairs. He walked into Dudley's room and was shock to see his wife on the bed half dead and his son with a hooker both half naked wrapped in a blanket.

1 hour later

Harry has been very amused. finally something good happened in his life for the first time. His cousin was getting yelled at for something stupid he did. Harry had been watching in the shadows smirking at his Aunt and Uncles stupidity of not knowing their son was on drugs and the leader of a gang.

"Dudley How dare you do drugs and have a hooker in my house!" Uncle Vernon was yelling and turning purple of fury. Aunt Petunia was crying her eye's out and saying in mumbles,"Where did we go wrong?" Dudley was shocked that his parents even found out. He had a dumb expression on his face and it annoyed Harry. After a few other comments and other mumbles from Aunt petunia and Uncle Vernon, Harry had to step in and join the fun. He stepped out of the shadows and looked at them like they he was going to kill them for their stupidity.

"Vernon... Petunia..." In a deep voice he began... "You people are jackass's. your son, (or fat blob,) has been doing drugs since he was 9. Finding powder everywhere. Coming home at 2:00 in the morning smelling like someone just threw up on him. How dumb can you be?"

Vernon slowly began to turn even more purple in the face.

"HOW DARE YOU BOY. RAISE YOUR VOICE TO US AND EXPECT TO GET AWAY WITH IT. HOW DARE YOU. GET TO YOUR ROOM, AND NO MEALS FOR 2 DAYS!"

"NO! You are disgracing parents. You spoil your fat blob of a son over his head and you don't even keep track of what the fuck he dose! What the fuck kind of parents are you?"

Vernon turned from purple to blue and shouted at the top of his lungs..."HOW DARE YOU BOY, YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW HOW TO TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF LET ALONE A CHILD. YOU KNOW WHAT FUCK THAT. YOU HAVE NO FUCKING PARENTS. SO HOW THE FUCK DO YOU KNOW."

The smirk on Harry's face slowly disappeared, A dark shadow slowly descend upon his figure. He looked as thought he was going to kill someone. All of the sudden the lights started to flicker and then the house started to shake.

"HOW DARE YOU VERNON, TALK ABOUT MY PARENTS LIKE THAT" Harry shouted in a evil voice. "YOU DARE TO INSULT MY FAMILY IN FRONT OF ME LIKE THAT. I WILL PUT A HEX ON YOU VERNON."

"You cant boy those magic fools will take you away just like last time" Vernon replied.

"You wanna try me, Vernon?"

"Take your best shot boy!"

Harry rose his wand and started to say the hex "Avada-" a stern but familiar voice filled the room and interrupted Harry.

"expalomus! HARRY STOP THIS AT ONCE!"

Harry's wand flew out of his hand and across the floor then he slowly turned his head.

"Professor Lupin is that you?"

A.N:

Hello everybody this is my first fanfic. I really hope you like it. I had a little help from my best friend xxXGoddessXofXdeadXloveXxx formally known as Sesshomaru's angle. She has great fanfic's too. I also had some help from my other best friend Hilary. Thank you, I love you both. I don't have anything against Hookers or hookers with boils on there noses, you people rock. Please Read and Review and if you have any suggestions I am open to them. Thank You bye.