Christian Grey age eleven, Living with his crack head prostitute mom. She's passed out on a dirty mattress in the corner of a dirty living room in an abandoned house they happen to be squatting in. He's up, cold and hungry. Scared. He thinks he hears the loud roar of a motorcycle outside the house. He starts sobbing. No use with an outburst. Mom is in a deep drug-induced coma.
The noise outside stops and Christian feels like he is calming down. His tears are have stopped at this point and he finally relaxes. He stares over at his mother and thinks about going and snuggling up to her.
All of a sudden there is a huge bang at the door. Christian screams and runs to hide under an old table. There is another bang and then another, finally the door comes crashing down.
Christian lets out a small squeak and his mother only grunts. A large bearded man enters the building. He looks around and spots Christians mom laying in the corner. He gives a disapproving look and returns to looking around the room. He spots Christian under the table and has a look of relief wash over him.
"There you are! I have been looking all over for you boy!" Christian is frozen as he watches the gigantic man approach him.
"Well get on out of there lad! I have exciting news to tell ya!"
Christian hesitated at first, but slowly crawled out from the table.
"Who are you?" He asked, trying to sound brave but wavering.
"Why I am Hagrid!" Said the man with a light chuckle.
"What do you want to tell me?"
"You're a sadist Christian."
"I'm a what?"
"A sadist." Hagrid looked right in Christians as he said this.
"I can't be a sadist...I'm just Christian"
"You're not 'just Christian'...You're fifty shades of fucked up."