I do not own Harry Potter of anything attached to it that's J.K.R. job.
Prologue:
His eyes opened and they were blood-red. He rose from his bed in the smallest room of the house. The hunger in his throat was driving him insane. He walked out into the hall to whale of a cousin's room and stepped inside; he walked to the bed and knelt over his cousin and opened his mouth, clamped down on his jugular and drained him of his blood. He then proceeded to his Aunt and Uncle's room and did the same thing to them as he had done to his cousin. He returned to his own room, lay down, closed his eyes with a smile on his face and fell asleep like nothing had happened.