"Boy"! Was the first thing little Harry Potter heard every morning for six years. Then soon after hearing that he was yanked out of his cupboard and thrown into the kitchen. "Get to making breakfast freak".

Harry quietly made breakfast hoping for it to be perfect. If it wasn't up to Vernon's standards he was starved and beaten. Today was the last day of punishment and Harry didn't want to mess it up.

While the Dursley's were eating breakfast he was taking out the garbage and picking up the mail.

When he brought the mail to Vernon he snatched it out of the small boy's hands. "Petunia there is a coupon for all you can eat buffet at a pub and grill".

Petunia took a bite out of her toast, "Yes that would be nice. Wouldn't it Duddikins"? The whale of a cousin nodded furiously at the idea of more food.

Vernon glared at Harry, "Since Ms. Figg is gone we'll have to take you but you'll have water and like it". Harry nodded sadly hoping he'd get to eat out since he never ate out.

(At the Bar)

Clay, Bobby and Tig were in the back room talking with all of the other charters.

Clay started out, "Okay we will go around the table and say what's going on that deals with the sons along with member rosters I'll start. In Charming I stepped out to the plate of President since John Teller died it was his idea of holding this summit. We have recently ended the war with the Mayans". Everyone cheered. "It's all great but we lost a lot of men from our charter and Nevada's the victory came with lots of loss. We lost two of our table members so we'll need transfers but we'll get to that later.

Since the Mayans have gone underground we have taken over their gun business. We also have the Irish, but they have been restricting us on our buy amount".

The president of Belfast spoke up, "They are going through a change in power also they are rebuilding their command".

Clay nodded, "That's understandable but we have to stay number one in dealing guns we can't let anyone else take over while we clean up".

The president from Nevada raised his hand, "Other than assisting the Charming charter Nevada has seen nothing. No other MC's popping up but we lost three members in the Mayan war".

The D.C charter raised his hand, "We are having a major problem with the Feds. They have the younger agents try to be prospects it's getting harder and harder to find out".

Clay stood up, "I have an idea on that. I think we need to raise kids into the club. We need to recruit young and train them and patch them in sooner so we could branch out with the raised numbers".

The president of the Washington charter nodded, "That's a good idea I have a son in law who supports the club and his three teenagers have been pleading to patch in".

Clay nodded, "If we can raise them into it with the help of current members who are ex military we can build an army. Let's put it to a vote".

The other presidents 'aye'd' and Clay called the summit to an end and walked out to the bar area.

(With the Dursley's)

Harry was sipping his water knowing he wouldn't get another on even if they were free. While the Dursley's were chowing down Harry quickly stole a biscuit only to have Dudley yell, "Daddy the freak stole food". Vernon picked Harry up and threw him to the floor.

Clay and his brothers were walking out to see Vernon throw the small fragile boy to the floor. Clay ran over, "Hey asshole you can't hit a kid".

Vernon stepped on Harry's hand while walking over to Clay, "He's a freak". Vernon raised a hand to hit him only to have 20 guns point him in the face.

Clay smirked, "What was that you piece of lard"?

Petunia screamed, "Freaks your all freaks".

Gemma was at the bar watching this all unfold. She walked over to the small black haired boy on the floor clutching his hand in pain. "Little boy are you okay"?

Harry shook his head, "I only wanted food. I'm so hungry". Gemma picked him up and walked him to the bar as the bartender got him some food.

Vernon currently had guns pointing at his face, "We will take our business elsewhere and you can keen the freak". Dursley's walked out like pompous assholes while Clay looked to his wife. "Gemma how's the kid"?

Gemma shook her head, "He's malnourished and is very fragile".

Clay looked to Tig, "Hey do you think we could take him with us"?

Tig nodded, "I bet the cargo plane can fit one more".

Gemma looked to Harry who was chowing down, "What's your name"?

Harry looked up, "Harry Potter".

Gemma smiled, "Do you want to cone with us to The states"?

Harry frowned, "You don't want a freak like me".

Gemma put a hand on his back, "You're not a freak".

Harry started to cry, "Then why did my uncle carve it into my arm"? Gemma quickly rolled up the sleeve he was clutching to see the word 'freak' scared deeply.

Gemma hugged him, "Harry your not a freak you can come with us".

Harry returned the hug and cried his heart out at finally being accepted. Gemma held him until he fell asleep.

Clay leaned over and whispered, "He's going to make a good member in a couple years". Everyone clinked glasses at the thought of a new son.

A/N So, I adopted this story from someone but they deleted their account. So I'm taking this story and making it my own. Reviews are appreciated. Questions, just ask me.