Here's chapter one. It's not as long as I wanted it but I wanted get an update out for you guys. I hope you people like this chapter because the next one is when everything is really explained. Even though this is AU I'm trying to keep to the book. Though a lotof stuff is going to be different.

I bet people are wondering: What is Harry? Well, you're going to find out soon. I hope you guys enjoy this chapter and please review. Oh, and all the chapters are going to be in Harry's POV unless I put a note on the top of a chapter that says otherwise.

The song for this chapter is Get Out Alive by Three Days Grace. It fits the mood of this chapter.

Chapter 1: Get Out Alive

If you want to get out alive
Run for your life
If you want to get out alive
Run for your life

-Three Days Grace

I was a little shocked at how paranoid my aunt and uncle were. It seems as though they really did have absolutely no trust in me at all. Before they left they not only found a way to lock the screen door from the outside, but they also did they same thing to the front door and windows. They had the key with them so no one could get in or out of the house. All of this was most likely for the safety of all their possessions, not me.

The first three days of the month were slow and uneventful. I only had three books, and without the T.V. or radio there wasn't much entertainment. I didn't really play with toys anymore and Dudley took all of his with him. I drew a few random pictures in my notebook and I ate some of the little food that was left in the refrigerator for me. I wasn't sure I would be able to last a month of this. At least when I was with Miss Figg I wasn't completly bored and lonely. I wanted to get out and smell the fresh air, but that was impossible. Even if I did, during the day the neighbors would watch the house and I had enough self-preservation not to go out alone at night. That left me with nothing.

On the fifth night of my tortuous vacation, I was huddled in my cramped room and I stared blankly at the wall. I thought about what the Dursley's were doing and even if they would consider coming home early. It wasn't really them that I missed. I just wanted the house to feel less dark, lonely, and empty. The silence of the house at night was disturbing.

"I want to get out of this house," I groaned. I shut my eyes tightly and went to bury my face in the pillow. But instead of my face meeting the soft lump, it pressed against wet grass. I sat up quickly and looked around. I was in the local park.

(Author's note: I want to explain this part. In the first Harry Potter book, Harry demonstrated his powers before going to Hogwarts. One of the first times was when he was running away from Dudley and his friends at school. While he was hiding he was thinking about how to get away from them. After that he ended up on the school's roof. This is what this scene is about. He's demonstrating his first magical abilities. He was thinking so much about getting out of the house that he actually was able to get out of the house by magic. I know I'm ranting, but I just wanted to explain this part so people weren't like, What-the-hell? Okay, end of author's note)

Panic took over me as I looked frantically around. How the heck had I ended up here? I was in my room a second ago. Did I sleepwalk? That was the only realistic excuse. It's not like I could have teloported or anything. I must have dozed off. That didn't explain how I got out of the house, though.

"I just need to calm down," I said to myself, "I'll figure that out later." I needed to get home now. It was around ten when I went into my room. The sky was pitch black except for the street lights that were lined up along the sidewalk. It must be around midnight. The park wasn't that far away from Privet Drive. It would only take me fifteen minutes to get back. But how would I get back into the house? I quickly dismissed this thought and started walking.

As I was walking I got a really strange feeling. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up and it felt like someone was watching me. I quickened my pace, but I still had that strange feeling. I knew I was probably imagining everything but I couldn't stop myself from taking a quick look behind me. What I saw frightened me more than anything so far that night. There was someone following me.

I couldn't really make out the stranger's features in the dark but when they walked under a lamp post I could see that they were dressed in all black. The hat they were wearing threw a shadow across their face. The only skin I could see were pale hands. They were strolling casually a few feet behind me. I couldn't tell if they were watching me or not. I started walking faster now.

After a few minutes I looked behind me to see if the person was still there. I let out a relieved sigh when I saw that they were gone.

"Hello, there," said a smooth male voice. I quickly looked back in front of me and saw the same person who had been following me. He was around six feet tall and when he took off his hat his thick, black hair fell across his pale, flawless face. His dark brown eyes were staring intensely at me.(If anyone has seen the movie Eragon picture the guy who played Murtuagh. Sorry, random) I took a few steps back. I didn't hear the guy sneak up on me and it was impossible for him to have gotten past me so quickly.

"What's a young boy like you doing out here so late at night? And alone?" said the man, politely.

"I-I-," I didn't know what to say. The man didn't seem truly frightening but I still wanted to get away from him as soon as possible. My instincts were telling me to run. The man saw that I wasn't going to say anything so he continued talking.

"Oh, how rude of me, I haven't introduced myself, have I? My name is Leo. I just arrived in England this week. It's nice to finally meet you, Harry." I was shocked for a moment. How did this guy know who I was? Has he been watching me while the Dursleys were gone?

"How do you know my name?"

Leo chuckled before saying, "Oh, they all know who you are. You know, you made it pretty hard for my people by killing the Dark Lord. A lot of us had to go into hiding before the Ministry killed us." That wasn't the answer I was expecting. "Of course you wouldn't remember me. That idiot Dumbledore was able to get to you first."

"I've never killed anybody. And I don't know this Dark Lord or Ministry you're talking about. Who are you?" I tried to turn and run away. I might not be able to fight this maniac but I knew I could out run him. Then I could get a phone or the police.

"So many questions, Harry? I'm afraid I can't tell you anything. I only came hear for one purpose."

I found that I couldn't move though. Leo's intense gaze kept me rooted to the spot. We were standing under one of the lamp posts and he towered over me. He took a step closer and now only a few inches parted us.

"I could kill you now and no one would ever know. It would be quite simple and would make a lot of people happy. The people who's lives you and your filthy parents ruined." I was defiantly afraid now. What was this man going to do to me? He was going to kill me for something I didn't even know about. Even though every muscle in my body urged me to run I still couldn't move.

"But I'm not," continued Leo. I was about to relax slightly before he added quickly, "I'm going to do something much, much worse."

Before I could react, he pushed me out of the light of the lamp and into the shadows of the trees. I fell to the ground and my back hit the trunk of one of the trees. Before I could get up, Leo grabbed me by the shoulders and lifted me off the ground. Finally my mind and reacted and I started struggling. I kicked and punched, but it didn't even seem to bother him. He slammed me against the tree and I tried to cry out in pain, but one of his hands covered my mouth and the other held my neck tightly.

"Give up, Harry. It will only hurt worse if you keep struggling like this. We wouldn't want you to feel more pain than necessary." He flashed a smile. I screamed into his hand when I saw that he had to sharp, pointed teeth. I saw him bend his head and then I felt his mouth on my neck. I was afraid of what was going to happen next. I had only seen this on horror movies.

I felt something pierce the skin of my neck and then came a pain so horrible that I almost passed. I started struggling more fiercely, but Leo was holding me with immense strength. Soon I started feeling weak and my kicking stopped. It felt like someone was draining the life out of me. The pain soon faded and was replaced with a numb feeling. I felt Leo's mouth leave my neck and he let go of me. I fell limply to the ground. I couldn't move and I could barely keep my eyes open anymore. The last thing I remember seeing was Leo wiping his mouth. He bent down and whispered in my ear,

"Good bye, Harry Potter. We'll meet again."

Then everything went black.

No time for goodbyes he said as he faded away...

I'm so nice that I decided to leave you guys with a little cliff hanger. I promise I will update real soon. I like Leo. I'm not going to get rid of him just yet.

Spoiler for next chapter: Somebody dies. That's all I'm going to say.

I will give a prize to the first reviewer who guesses correctly what attacked Harry! It's not that hard, though. Review people! Bye!