Previously on A New Dawn

After getting a lot of clothes that I paid for with my own money {cause I made the point that the money was Vernon's and I didn't want anything of that man's}. We walked along the strip and I was drugged into a store for tattoos and piercings. After that there were several more shops. They cut my hair till it reached my ears with it a little longer in front, left ear pierced and bottom lip snake bite ring piercings, tight hip huggers, shirts that look like muscle shirts, black belts with different colored converse, even a few wristbands. I also thought it would be a good idea to talk Dudley into getting dinner instead of me making it and on the way to his home we stopped and got pizza.

Chapter 2

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When we got to the house all the street lights were turning on and I heard Dudley mumble under his breath about not being able to go work out.

"Dudley if you want we can run extra hard tomorrow morning and have a match." I sounded apologetic even to my ears as we hopped out of his car.

"That'd be cool-" Dudley was cut off as Petunia came rushing over to us and grabbing each of our hands.

"Oh you two had me so worried, staying out late. Well come on in, did you eat yet?" She smiled as she let us inside. I looked at Dudley and he seemed to only be confused while I had a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach and placed my hand on my invisible wand holder and waited as Petunia had us sit down in the living room.

"How was your day boys?" Uncle Vernon asked as he ruffled our hair while walking past us to sit in his chair.

"Good." I felt Dudley nudge me with his elbow so I spoke up as well

"Yeah good."

Once Aunt Petunia sat down no one moved. After a few seconds I tried to stand up but found that I couldn't and the panic started to rise within me. All I could move was my head so I called out to Dudley but got no response, even as I called out to my other relative's I knew I was in a bad sort. I thought of all the hexes and charms I could think of but still didn't see a way out of this. I may just have to do what I normally do and just wait for an opportunity to arise. I sat there for God knows how long trying different things and just when I was about to give up I heard footsteps and then I felt a hand on my arm.

I looked at the person right there and froze. Voldemort, or should I say dad? He wasn't there for me when I was young but granted he didn't know I was his, and I wouldn't put it passed Dumbledore to get in his head to change him up. Maybe if I hope for something good, something good may come from it. I realized he had been looking at me while I rambled in my head. He looked like his sixteen year old version of his self just older. His black hair had strips of gray on the sides of his head right above the ears, he aged really well. I felt pain in my arm and looked down at him taking a little dagger and cutting some of my skin open, while he bottled the blood I couldn't help but let a tear roll down my check. It seems being hopeful was for not. I have got to stop letting people in, got to stop wanting to trust so easily. I looked up at his piercing blue eyes and my world faded to black.

I didn't want to open my eyes, my bed felt different, more soft and my blanket was wrapped around me warmly. Stretching out my legs I slowly opened my eyes to find myself in my own bed. Confused I looked down to check my arm but there wasn't even a scratch on it. I got out of bed and starred at it, that had to be a dream. There is no way in the seven hells that that actually happened. I had to of dreamed it. Going down stairs I begin like I do every morning by going to the kitchen to make them their breakfast but to my surprise Aunt Petunia is already up and fixing it with a smile on her face. Okay creepy.

"Oh and what are you doing up so early! This is your only summer break this year so don't go crying to me when it's over and you didn't get to sleep in." She turned away from me to the stove while humming. "Would you like your eggs fried or scrambled, Darling?"

"Let's go with scrambled today Pet." Uncle Vernon said from behind me as he ruffled my hair again. I see Dudley walk in and tried to say something, anything, but nothing would come out so I went back up to my room. Something was wrong, something is terribly wrong taking deep breaths I got out a pen and paper.

*BEFORE THE DREAM

-they hated me

-never ruffled my hair

-they hated me

*AFTER THE DREAM

-act like I'm part of their family

-doing the cooking for themselves

-smiled at me

What about when I woke up to a softer bed and when I felt like someone was watching me. How could I be so stupid, it couldn't of been a dream. Why didn't he just kill me? Why did he need my blood? Did he somehow see my dreams... is that why he took my blood, to test it. He probably thinks I really am that stupid dunderhead that gets himself and his friends into sticky situations but I'm not. I am smart. All my life I had to play dumb because I got the belt when I got better grades then Dudley but that didn't mean I didn't keep up with my studies. Just because I had to act like they thought I would doesn't mean I'm that person. I am smart and the only reason I couldn't act like myself in Hogwarts was because I didn't want to lose my first friend. After that the lies became like an outer part of me, a false face, a mask. I have to pack. If I'm right then once he sees that I am his son he will probably be coming for me. I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing yet but it can't be worse than Dumbledore especially with the huge enchantment he put on the relative's.

After getting all my new stuff together, it took longer than I thought, I decided to wait outside so that I didn't have to see Vernon or Petunia again {hopefully} but first I had to find Dudley. Placing my shrunken trunk in my pocket I found him waiting for me outside my room with his fist up to knock.

"Hey, I'll be leaving today." I leaned against the wall while he leaned against the bannister.

"Yeah, even if they didn't go all weird I figured you would be leaving any day now. You always leave around your birthday." He explained at my confused look.

"You remember when my Birthday is." I asked felling surprise. He never even acknowledged my birthday but when we were tiny kids, and his hits hurt real bad. He pulled me into a one arm hug.

"Yep and I also got a real present for you too but you can't open it till your birthday. Okay?" I nodded my head and he pulled out a rectangle box. I slipped it into the other pocket with a whispered 'thanks' and went outside and stood on the porch, it was nearing two o'clock and I still didn't have anything to eat so just as I turned around to go get me something to eat a few pops was sounded from behind me. Whipping around with my wand at the ready I seen Voldemort and couldn't help but smile as I knew I was right and before any of us knew it I was already close enough to touch him with my wand tucked away hidden from view again. Before I could say anything more pops sounded from behind me again but this time when I turned around I took a step back automatically. Dumbledore, Mad-Eye, Moody, Tonks, Hermione, Ron, and most of the Weasley's were standing there. Dumbledore's side looked like they were about to start a screaming match when I felt an arm wrap around my stomach.

"There's nothing you can do now old man, soon your precious Harry Potter will be no more." and with those words I felt like I was being squeezed into a tight tube. My only thought was 'I hope I'm right about him wanting me, let alone a son'.