in this drabble we explore how harry would be able to eat enough to not go as hungry as canon harry. its canon that the dursleys don't feed him very much.

Harry has abhored bugs all his life. When asked why he can't really answer. but he had a good reason for not liking bugs. A very good reason.

the reason for harry's dislike for bugs starts when he was but a small ,newly created child. 'created', you ask? yes, harry was created, not born, but that is a story for another time, this is about why harry never liked bugs. now, where was I? Oh yes, this story started when harry was rather new. He had just been given to his parents, i won't tell you who, you might have already guessed though, they are revealed in the future. the parents celebrated with a charming little town, though everyone was unaware of many little eyes watching little harry.

harry's parents retired to their home with plans to let little harry rest, he'd been acting fussy you see. unknown to the parents poor harry sensed ill will centered on himself. but as he was new and small,he was lulled to sleep by the soothing voices of his parents singing to him. they laid him in a crib and let the room, unaware of the plans of a sinister force. had they realized harry hadn't felt safe they might have done things differently but then this story would have never happened. unfortunately what was to happen came to pass after the parents went to bed.

the many little eyes belonged to bugs, lots of bugs and one snake. they massed together, forming a disgusting creature. it grabbed a sheet and covered itself, revealing who it was. it was ooige boogie. how this was, you ask? oogie boogie,self proclaimed boogie man, had hidden away some of his bugs, having a knack for coming back after his defeats, rather like a cochroach.

oogie leered down at young harry, the boogie man gathered young harry up and hurry for the door, he had plans for young harry. as he reached the door he opened the sheet, revealing the teeming mass of bugs briefly to place harry inside. this woke the poor child who wailed in fright. loudly. louder than any normal child had the right to be able to. but this child wasn't normal, he had 'inherited' his loud ness from his father. this will be explained in the future.

the loud wails startled the parents and much of the nearest neighbors up. oogie scowled and ran, planing to leave the town. behind the boogie man dual wails of grief and anger sounded out,the parents discovering the kidnapping of their first child. oogie went faster, suddenly not as confident about getting away as he was before. he made it to the gates and forced them open, running out into the graveyard surrounding the town, startling a hanging tree awake along with the skelegtons hanging from its branches. the tree saw who had ran by and let out a yell, calling out the return of the booige wasn't long before harry's father was sprinting out the gate, grateful to the hanging tree for it's help.

oogie was already to the woods,the father far back but gaining. the booige man rushed around the trees as he hunted the grove of holiday door trees(i don't know what it's called) frantic to get away. a angry shout for him to stop was heard closer than oogie liked but then he saw the grove. he got into the circle and smiled, looking around briefly before darting for the valentine door. he slung the door open and hopped in, thinking he'd gotten away but that was when the father grabbed him by the sheet, the sheet that was barely held on by the tiny bugs. the sheet was ripped away as the father tried to save his son , accidently causing the bugs to get swept away by the winds in the tunnel, poor harry was lost there as well. the father grabbed for the child but missed as he was grabbed by the magic of the tunnel.

the magic would have grabbed baby harry but oogie had used something he'd learned to hide himself and the child from the holiday magic, causing harry and the bugs to drop through the holiday passage. the father wailed in a sorrowful way as he was sweapt off by the magic wind to valentine town.

baby harry cried as he fell through into the night sky, high up in the air some how.

it was by mere chance alone that one james potter was on a broom in the area, chasing a death eater. he'd cast a anti appirition spell and was only on the broom because the death eater was flying toward the edges of the spell when james heard the child crying and dropped past him.

james shot a spell towards the child, arresto Momentum is the incantation of a charm that can be used by a witch or wizard to slow the velocity of an object. james used the time the spell gave him to get beneath the falling child, quickly and carefully catching the poor squaling baby.

james stared in shock at the blue child,( thinking it was merely hypothermic) the baby calmed and looked up at james tearfully,sensing saftey from the man. james left the area, not chancing that a death eater would attack.

james took the child home, he couldn't go to the ministry because he wasn't on duty and he wasn't supposed to out an about, he was wanted by voldemort after all. he just hoped lily wouldn't yell at him. james never noticed the child shape shift to look similar to james...

this is part one

i will write part two soon as i think of a believeable conclussion.