Prologue
Harry tossed and turned around in the small bed. He clutched and scratched at his glowing scar as disturbing thoughts came and went in his head. The pain was extreme. All his innocence was gone. "How could I think of these things?!" He thought. He was fighting the urge to to the things that the voices in his head told him to. It was impossible. He eventually gave in and blacked out.
Harry's POV
Blood. Everywhere. I stood over the dead body of my cousin, aunt and uncle. I have never felt so happy or free my whole life. My green eyes glinted through the reflection of the bloody knife. The sight of them- those monsters all dead was comforting. I laughed like a maniac. I couldn't control myself. I laughed and laughed and laughed and laughed.
Harry suddenly awoke. He panted loudly as his scar glowed brightly. He couldn't believe what he dreamed."You should do this Harry/span' The voices in his mind whispered violently. Harry's scar glowed more brightly than ever. There was nothing he could do now. He could only follow the voices now. He blinked and his eyes turned into a shade of blood red. He smiled. He sat up in bed and smiled even more. His eyes glowed more as he walked closer and closer to the drawer. His fingers shook as he made contact with the handel. He pulled it open. He got out a grey T shirt and his scar glowed more and more.
He unfolded it very slowly and got out the thing that will determine if 3 people in that house will die or not
He got out the knife.
The last thing he remembered was the blood that spewed from his cousin.
A/N: Hey guys! Thanks to all of you who is reading this! This is my first book so please don't judge!
I hope you guys like it!
Happy Reading!
~Meme