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Chapter 4 Blood

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Pain

Anger

 

Hate

Fear

Chaos

Darkness

Evil

Hell

Harry woke with a satisfied grin on his face. He always loved that dream. Ok, not always.

Flashback

As long as he could remember he had those dreams, sometimes he was too afraid to sleep because of it until he met Celiel. She told him to just go to sleep and watch it al. After a while he got used to those dreams and he told Celiel everything the dream and the contents of it. She enjoyed those stories and before he knew it he was craving them, enjoying the sight of blood, people begging for their life and then kill them ruthlessly. But then the dreams faded and he didn't know what to do.

He needed to see blood.

Feel blood.

Taste blood.

On the night of the next full moon he went to the park and saw a tramp, hidden beneath the bushes. The perfect victim. Nobody would miss him and they certainly wouldn't suspect an 8 year old child.

The victim was still asleep. Not aware of the approaching danger.

He then walked slowly towards the tramp and let Celiel slide of his body and ordering to kill it and to make it as bloody as possible.

The moment Celiel fangs entered the man's body he awoke and was trying to get Celiel away. Poison made him slower and slowly he was paralyzing. Celiels poison would paralyze someone and then slowly but painful kill the victim. She was biting him more and more until the man was completely paralyzed and full of biting holes.

Harry watching from aside enjoyed what he saw. Blood was everywhere. The grass was no longer green and the man was lying in his own blood, trying to get away, to scream for help but his lips weren't moving. Trying to stand up in his own puddle of blood he slipped and fell face down to the ground.

Celiel, covered in blood was sliding towards Harry. The tramp saw this and was trying to warn Harry but when he caught sight of the murderous look in Harry's eyes, his own widened in fear. And the last thing the man saw was that the snake was curled around Harry and said boy looking satisfied.

When he got home the Dursleys were still asleep so he cleaned himself and Celiel and went back to his room, pretending that he was the entire night in his room asleep. The next couple of days were a blur of images from that night. Surprisingly he didn't feel guild or regret. The next day the found the man drenched in his own blood and full of holes. This case was a completely mystery to the police. They had found no evidence except for the fact that there were fang holes in him.

The case was closed.

After a few months the police discovered another body. Like the previous in was a tramp and it was lying in his own blood and full of fang holes. The police suspected that maybe this was the work of a serial killer. But in the end they find anything else.

The case was closed.

The Dursleys were suspecting Harry but they were too afraid to ask him since he threatened them numerous of times with that damned snake of him.

After almost two years another victim was found, but this time it was an elderly man but with the same conditions as the other two. This time the Dursleys did ask Harry if he was the murderer. Then looking at them with a murderous look in his eyes and an evil grin he said simply:

"Maybe, Maybe not"

end flashback

Getting down for breakfast he suddenly realized that it was his birthday. He was now officially eleven. 

Upon entering the kitchen he noticed that there some pancakes on his plate. Not feeling like to question them about their behavior he silently ate his breakfast.

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Once back in his room he decided that he could study some, it wouldn't hurt him right?

Deciding that he was going to look at the DADA book first, since that looked the most interesting. Reading every page he had that vague feeling that he already knew what was in the book. Picking up his Charms book he had the same feeling. So he went too check this with every book and every time he had that feeling even if he didn't understand a word of what the book was trying to teach him.

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31 of August at dinner that night he suddenly realized that he had no idea how to get to London. He could always try his uncle; maybe he was stupid enough to bring him.

"Uncle Vernon? Could you take me tomorrow too London, so that I can get on the train to school?"

"Huh Huh"

"I take that as a yes"

The next morning the Durleys were up at 7:30 in the morning and rushing to get things in the car. Harry calmly eating his breakfast was far from impressed by this and continued in a calm way.

"Hurry up Boy, you don't want to be late"

So hurrying back to his room to make sure that he had everything packed, picking up Celiel to put her in his trunk and making sure that everything was locked. Then taking the empty cage of Hedwig (who was currently hunting) and his trunk to car and around 8 o'clock they were gone of to London.

T.B.C

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